American comics: This guy is crazy

"I didn't, I didn't do it..."

No one can imagine that Iron Man is so famous in the outside world.

Now he is lying on the floor of the mental hospital, crying in frustration and helplessness.

Allen stepped over Tony and went straight to find other Avengers members.

After all, there is no sense of accomplishment in bullying the demented Iron Man. What is the virtue of thinking about other people?

"Would you like to wake him up?" Wanda suggested.

Allen said viciously: "Wait until I bully the Avengers again and wake them up together in the form of preserving memories."

Agatha couldn't help but feel excited.

Sure enough, Allen is as bad as ever.

At that time, all the heroes will remember the expressions on their faces when they were bullied just now, and they will feel excited when they think about it.

Agatha shook her head, wondering why she had such bad intentions.

It's possible that he got infected by being assimilated by staying with Eren.

The three of them split up to search.

Not long after, Agatha looked at a ward through the glass and waved eagerly: "Come on Ellen, I found Captain America."

"As a grown-up son, as a father, I want to see what happens to my rebellious son when he becomes mentally ill. Is he as energetic as me?"

The corners of his mouth cracked, and with a smile that exposed his gums, Allen walked to the observation glass of the door.

Taking a closer look, Steve was holding the trash can and talking sweetly.

"My dear, please don't leave me."

"We must be together forever."

"Beautiful lady, can I ask you to dance?"

"..."

In the ward, Steve held the trash can in his arms and fell into the fantasy of a pas de deux.

Bang!

Suddenly, the door was kicked open heavily.

Steve opened his eyes in horror, looked at Allen who broke into the ward, and said in panic: "I don't want to be separated from my dear, you can't break us up!"

"You bastard, you've made me lose face. My father is very disappointed and won't allow you to be with a trash can man." Allen said with a sullen face.

It was a wrong payment after all.

Allen originally thought that Steve should inherit his own funny style since he became mentally ill.

As a result, it was uncomfortable to play life and death while holding a trash can.

"Father!?"

Steve grabbed Allen's arm and begged: "Father, she and I are true love. Please allow us to be private for life. I can't live without her."

"I don't allow it."

Allen swung his arm, then grabbed the trash can and threw it to the ground.

"No~, my love!"

Steve cried heartbrokenly, kneeling on the ground and trying to pick up the trash can with trembling hands.

Click!

Allen took the lead and stepped on the trash can. Suddenly, it fell into pieces.

"ah……"

Steve was so anxious that his tears couldn't stop flowing, and he said in a choked tone: "My love, my life, my world..."

"Love, right?"

"Life is right!"

"The world isn't it!"

"Tangsan, right?"

"..."

Allen asked fiercely, without stopping his feet, crushing the pieces of the trash can until they were ground into powder.

It was as if Steve's will was being crushed piece by piece, and as everyone turned into powder, he sat on the ground dumbfounded, eyes blank.

"With your father here, I won't let you fall into an emotional trap, Jie Jie Jie..." Allen warned sinisterly.

Wanda couldn't help but think about whether she could destroy the entire Avengers.

In the past, how could the people who were the main players of the team stretch their hips more than the other?

And Agatha felt happy in her heart. She was often bullied by Allen. Watching him bully others felt an indescribable pleasure in her heart.

Tuk-tuk-tuk...

There was a knock on the door, and a doctor with slightly shy eyes walked in.

Wearing a white coat and a mask, you can't see his entire face. You can tell who this person is just through his eyes.

Doctor Strange Stephen.

Even if he tampered with his memory and became mentally ill, he still remembered his former identity as a doctor.

Re-revise the rules of the mental hospital in Wanda so that only mentally ill people can move.

I want Stephen to pretend to be a doctor to satisfy his fantasy.

"Excuse me, who is the patient? I am the surgeon in charge." Stephen looked at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Steve, who was heartbroken.

"Look at your hands."

Allen crossed his arms over his chest, already thinking of the idea of ​​playing tricks on Doctor Strange.

"What happened to my hand?"

Stephen raised his hands in confusion. They were covered with traces of surgical wounds and the sequelae of involuntary tremors, which undoubtedly indicated that his hands had not recovered as before.

He originally intended to go to Kama Taj to treat his disabled hand, but accidentally inherited the responsibility of the Supreme Mage.

The disability was never cured.

"Can you hold the scalpel?"

Allen continued to attack with sadness: "If you can't hold the scalpel, how can you operate on the patient? How can you be qualified as a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded?"

"Impossible, I can hold it."

Stephen's panicked apostle clenched his fists to prove it, but he couldn't clench it into a fist no matter what. It was as if the tendon was shortened, and the half-grip state had reached its limit. He asked himself in disbelief: "What happened to my hand?"

"You are disabled with both hands and you are still thinking about surgery. You are committing a crime. It is murder. You are a waste now." Allen said bluntly.

"I'm a doctor, I'm not a waste, I want to do surgery."

Suddenly, Stephen broke down and held his head, looking around to avoid Allen's eyes, trying to defend himself.

"I can help you."

Following Allen's casual words, Stephen seemed to be grasping a life-saving straw and begged urgently: "If you can help me, you must help me. If I don't become a doctor, I feel that I have no purpose in life."

"You can do rock, paper, scissors with your left hand and your right hand. As long as the left hand can beat the left hand and the right hand can beat the right hand, it means you are cured."

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

Alan made suggestions with malicious intent, and Stephen played rock-paper-scissors with both hands seriously.

The problem is how is it possible for the left hand to win against the left hand and the right hand to win over the right hand? It is impossible in this life.

Of course, use magic to create a pair of arms.

After three games, Stephen was scratching his head in anxiety.

Allen was very satisfied with the other party's condition and turned to look for others.

The next target discovered was Lao Wang who was reading a book.

Allen did not hesitate to step forward and tear the book into pieces. He caught up and cursed: "Reading, what time is it? I'm still reading. I don't usually see how hard you work. Now I know that I'm just improvising and I'm punishing you by not eating for a week."

He easily made Lao Wang burst into tears.

The next lucky person is Hawkeye, who becomes a retarded man who obeys every word.

Allen was not very interested in this and asked him to lie down for the injection with his butt full of syringes.

In the ward, heart-rending moans of pain were heard.

Poor Hawkeye pulled out the needles one by one, with some blood on the needles.

Finally, I found Natasha who was dressing up carefully, humming a tune, like a young girl in love.

Allen pushed the door open, walked straight to him, and said seriously: "I have some unfortunate news to tell you."

Natasha stopped the comb in her hand and asked anxiously: "What's the news?"

"You are a mentally ill person, your real name is Scarlett Johansson. Because the little bitch filed for divorce, you couldn't accept the blow, so you went insane."

Allen said seriously: "Through this doctor's diagnosis, your chance of recovery is zero."

Natasha couldn't accept the fact for a moment, and asked in despair: "Why did he file for divorce?"

"Actually, you are a man."

"I am male!"

Suddenly, Natasha was like a bolt from the blue, and her whole body shut down on the spot.