Marvel's Don't stop me from being a villain!

Bucky quietly watched Abi's explosive state of mind without saying a word, waiting for her to calm down.

Abi was Abi after all. She quickly accepted the reality and sat up holding her forehead. Everything today had a huge impact on her.

First the Mind Stone turned into a star above Vision's head at the wrong time, and then Bucky actually injected her blood.

"Do you know what having devil's blood means?" Abi frowned and looked at him, his expression a little solemn.

Bucky was stunned for a moment. He really didn't know about this, and he bet that when Howard made the demon serum, he definitely didn't know that it had different meanings in the demon clan.

Looking at Bucky's reaction, Abi knew that he must have become a demon warrior in a daze. He sighed, "This means that you have become my dependent."

She faced Bucky head-on and said in a very serious tone: "Every demon clan will have countless dependents in their life, which are equivalent to servants. They can be voluntary loyalties, gifts from friends, or defeated enemies. To become one's own dependent is to be the lowest-ranking miscellaneous fish among the demon clan."

The black arrow tail stood up and poked Bucky's shoulder hard, "Demons generally do not share their blood with their dependents, but the dependents who receive the blood will sign a blood contract with the owner and have the same status as the blood owner. , is not controlled or ordered by any demon other than the master, and is the most special existence."

Bucky listened carefully to Abi's words, but his expression always made Abi feel that this guy didn't understand. He gritted his teeth and said: "In other words, you are now my blood-contracted dependent, and there will be others in the demon clan." Many people are giving you trouble, do you understand?"

Bucky finally came to his senses from his dazed state, "Will I interact with other demons?"

"As a human, you won't, but as my dependent, be prepared to make trouble if the demons find out." Abi wrinkled his nose and lay back on the bed, "If someone suspected of being a demon comes to you, You, kill me directly without hesitation."

She is not a heartthrob in the demon clan. The big demons with the same status as her are eager to divide and eat her. Thinking of this, Abi couldn't help laughing at himself, "Becoming my dependent is also unlucky for you. Yes, Bucky."

Seeing that Abi didn't want to explain anything, Bucky also relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, "I don't think so."

It was Abi who helped him get rid of the control of brainwashing, and it was Abi who prevented him from making more mistakes.

If Bucky was given a choice, he would definitely choose to become Abi's dependent.

Abi, who had read through Bucky's mind, couldn't help but frown, grabbed the pillow and threw it at Bucky's head, "Go, go, go! Let me clean up!"

Bucky took the pillow and curled up into a smile, "Should I call you sir from now on?"

Abi raised her eyebrows, and when she was about to lose her temper, Bucky quickly left her room before she could get angry.

No longer thinking about these disturbing things, Abi threw himself between the bed and the quilt, let his consciousness fly to an unknown corner of the universe, and fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up again, it was already dark. She glanced at the electronic watch in the room and saw that a year had not passed. She had just slept from noon to late night that day.

Sometimes Abi really worries about what she will do if she realizes that a century has passed after sleeping.

After lying on the bed and looking at the starry sky outside for a while, Abby softly shouted: "Jarvis."

"Yes, Miss Abby."

The familiar sound of metal responded to her, making Abby feel happy. The birth of Vision did not make Jarvis disappear, which was good.

She rubbed her head and sat up, "Is Tony still in the lab?" She was going to go to Tony's wine room to take a look. This rich man must have a lot of good wine.

But Jarvis gave her an answer that surprised her, "Sir is in the living room, Miss Abby."

"Alone?" Abi was stunned for a moment. Tony was not obsessed with the lab, which was really rare.

Jarvis said politely: "Yes."

Abi tilted his head and got out of bed to see what the great Iron Man was doing alone.

He didn't have a conscience to care about the company's affairs, but he was drinking.

Abby quietly sat down next to Tony, holding her chin and watching him drink a glass of wine.

The posture didn't look like tasting wine, but rather like drinking medicine.

"Drinking is bad for your health, little genius." Abby's sudden voice startled Tony, and the last sip of wine almost choked into his lungs. He coughed violently several times before Tony swallowed all the wine in his mouth.

Caramel-colored eyes looked over with a bit of complaint, "Honey, can you give me a hint before you show up next time?"

Abby took the bottle of wine with a smile, poured herself a glass, and refilled Tony's glass, "How can I scare you if I remind you?"

She turned her fingertips, and the ice cubes fell into the cup. The wine quickly cooled down, causing a layer of cold frost to appear on the wall of the cup.

This was their little habit when they drank together. Tony looked at Abi's actions and smiled a little nostalgically, "It's been a long time since we drank together, Miss Abi."

In response to his teasing, Abi reached out and ruffled Tony's hair, "Unknowingly, you have started to act old!"

Tony laughed, "This is not just pretending, Abi," he grabbed Abi's hand, "I'm no longer a child."

Abi blinked and took her hand out, "Only a child would say that he is not a child," she held her face while shaking the glass in her hand, "In my opinion, you are still very young."

Even Thor and Loki, who are already 1500 years old, are still children in Abi's eyes. The demon clan has a long lifespan, and her age of 5000 years is considered young among the demon clan.

Tony seemed a little dissatisfied with Abi's words. He took a sip of wine silently, and then smiled: "Maybe for you, the human life span is too short."

Whether it was his father or him, they were probably just a small passerby in Abi's life.

Maybe the black hole still had an impact on Tony. Abby could see that his current mood was a little wrong.

Abby moved closer to Tony and patted his shoulder with her tail, "Are you feeling well, Tony?"

Abi suddenly remembered that Tony suffered from anxiety disorder after the battle in New York. She frowned, but it was too early now.

"Maybe," Tony put his elbows on the bar, feeling very disappointed, "I just feel...a little uneasy."

Abi spread his bat wings and protected Tony under his protection like a calf, "Maybe you can talk to me?"

Tony was silent for a long time, which was far different from Stark who was usually full of jokes. Abby waited patiently aside, without any intention of urging him.

Maybe Abi gave Tony a sense of security. Although he was silent for a long time, he finally spoke, "My ability is still too weak, Abi."

The cup in his hand hit the bar hard, Tony pinched the bridge of his nose and said sullenly: "I can't protect everyone, those who were injured and died in the battle, even the people around me."

Even if he wears the best armor, even if he has the most advanced technology, people will still get hurt.

Abi suddenly remembered what Tony said - [I want to put on armor for this world. 】

He couldn't rule out the anxiety in his heart, this overly righteous genius.

Abi didn't know what to say for a moment. She looked at Tony's anxiety, but she couldn't empathize with it. Natural selection, the law of the jungle, the law of the jungle.

This person has placed a too heavy burden on himself, but he obviously doesn't have to do this.

"The world is not your responsibility, Tony Stark." Abby frowned. She could understand Tony's anxiety, but she didn't understand why Tony was forcing himself so hard.

The devil's tail gently brushed Tony's slightly curled back, "You don't need to save everyone in the world, you have already done enough."

"But I don't think it's enough." Tony shook his head anxiously. He put his forehead on his wrist, looking tired and fragile.

Abby was completely silent. Whether it was the civil war or Tony's anxiety, it was all because of Iron Man's excessive sense of responsibility.

How on earth can I tell this fool that it's okay to just do the best he can?

"So," Abby tilted her head and watched Tony sink into his own anxiety, "I will help you when you can't figure it out, okay?"

Abby put her hand on Tony's shoulder, and the magic slowly flowed into his body in a very gentle way, soothing his emotions, "Just do your best, you are a Stark."

Stark has always been synonymous with genius.

Tony raised his head slightly and looked at the girl next to him. It had been so long and he had grown up to be able to stand alone, but Abby was still the same as before, unchanged at all.

Those golden eyes were still the same. They looked strange and sharp, but they always showed an unconventional warmth.

"Will you always...be by my side?" Tony's voice was hoarse, more like pleading than confirming.

This is a question that will get Abi punished.

But Abi nodded simply, raising one corner of his lips cheerfully, "Of course, little genius."

With a crackling sound, a string of small electric currents flashed on Abi's fingers. Tony looked at the electric current and suddenly broke free from the sinking emotion.

"Oh my god, sweetheart," he said, his candy eyes widening, "I almost forgot you had this rule."

Abi raised his eyebrows speechlessly, "You just forgot, right?"

Tony didn't want to admit it at all, and stretched out his hand to pour a glass of wine for Abi, "A genius will never forget such an important thing."

Then you still asked me questions?Abi rolled her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Tony raised his glass and clinked it with Abi, "You really don't look like a devil at all. Not only will you protect the earth, you will even be a life mentor."

Abi looked down at the ice cubes in the cup, a little absent-mindedly, "Don't put human stereotypes on me. Demons don't necessarily rule the world."

The devil is just against everyone.

Seeing that Tony was probably fine, although it might be temporary, Abi was also very relieved, "I think it's time for humans to sleep now."

Tony drank all the wine in the glass, "I think maybe we can stay a little longer, it's not too late, isn't it?" He winked at Abi, trying to delay bedtime, just like he did when he was 17 years old. That way.

This guy just said that he is no longer a child.

"Have you been awake all day and night?" Abi leaned on the bar and stared at Tony with squinted eyes.

She saw this man's eyes immediately drifting, OK, she was right.

At this time, the intelligent AI created by Tony betrayed him in time, "Miss Abi, sir, you have not fallen asleep for more than 48 hours."

"Jarvis!!" I don't know if Tony regrets putting Jarvis back in now.

"Tony Stark." Abby called the name quietly, her calm smile like the calm before the storm.

Tony put down the wine glass in his hand decisively and quickly left the living room, "Sleep Time! Good night, Abby."

Tony ran away, but Abby didn't want to go back to the room to sleep. She couldn't guarantee that she would wake up the next day.

So Abby decided to go ahead with her plan and empty out the Stark wine room.

So when everyone who was reminded by Jarvis found Abi the next day, she was sleeping under the wine shelf holding a wine bottle, with an unnatural red color on her face.

There are no unopened wine bottles in the wine room, and the one in her arms is the last half bottle. You must know that this is the Stark family's wine room.

Steve looked at Abi a little at a loss, then looked back at Natasha, "Maybe I need you to send her back to the room."

As the only woman besides Abi, Natasha was happy to help. She squatted next to Abi and said, "Abi, do you want to go back to the room?"

Abi lazily turned over, faced Natasha, and opened her sleepy eyes, "I don't want to-"

Her tail swayed leisurely behind her, and she smelled of alcohol as if she had been soaked in a wine vat all night. Her golden eyes were much darker, and she looked really drunk.

She suddenly stretched out her arms and hugged Natasha, "Nata~" This coquettish voice made Natasha smile helplessly, "I'm here."

"I like you so much~" Abi's tail flicked around like a cat. Natasha helped her up and responded, "Okay, me too, my dear."

A little black cat slipped in at some point and sat in the corner, watching Abi become drunk and crazy, his beard trembling.

He followed Natasha out with cat steps, jumped on the back of the sofa when Natasha put Abi on the sofa, and looked down at Abi who closed his eyes again.

"Meow. (Liar.)"

The girl who was still extremely drunk opened her eyes, but she was not drunk at all, "No, I am really drunk."