How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

, It wasn't until she was really almost unable to stand that Tony turned back to the car and pulled down the fender that separated the front and rear of the car.

"Tony—" Pepper hesitated whether to sit next to him and comfort him or give him some space.

Tony shook his head.

"Leave me alone for a while," he said, closing the back door.

Pepper sighed and sat next to the driver Happy, staring blankly at the scenery outside Sichuan after the car started.When she checked Tony's mailbox this morning, she found an anonymous email, which contained an audio attachment. When she clicked on it, it turned out to be a secret recording of the conversation between the two when Stan visited Thomas. Stan confessed openly in this audio He committed the crime of kidnapping Tony himself.

Until that moment, Pepper suddenly realized that he had never seen through Baron Sharp.

First he pretended to be disheartened by Tony's ruthlessness, then he confessed in court the crime he didn't commit, and then went to jail and suffered humiliation, and finally sent an email to Tony anonymously to prove his innocence—of course , except for Baron Sharp himself, who would have the ability and scheming to record that important conversation? .

If there is no last link, this will indeed be regarded as a crazy act of burying oneself rather than dragging the betrayed lover into the water, but with the last link, all this becomes a well-planned conspiracy, If this conspiracy continues according to Baron Sharp's script, not only will he be able to escape from prison and restore his reputation in the end, Tony will also obey him because of guilt and remorse, and will no longer pursue his disgraceful past.

It's a pity that he tried his best, and finally died in prison for no reason.Maybe it was a good thing for Tony that he was dead.

Thinking of this, Little Pepper sighed. Tiny sobbing sounds came from the gap in the baffle next to his ears, intermittently.She has been with Tony almost since he took over Stark Industries, but she has never heard him cry so sad and desperate.

The wound will heal one day, she looked at the mountains in the distance and said in her heart, at least it was better than holding a snake with deep thoughts in her arms.

☆, Ch.25. My King

The night is like a piece of soft black silk, gently covering everything under it.People who worked hard during the day fell asleep soundly from exhaustion, but those restless souls still had their eyes wide open.

Loki overlooked the world from the high peaks of the Andes, with a green cloak fluttering behind him—that arrogant human being tried to wrap his useless love around the neck of a god, weaken his will, and disturb his thoughts.Then he will retaliate with an eye, let that human being also taste the pain of love, and let the shadow that killed his lover follow him all his life like a god of death.

Taking revenge on the ant that betrayed him, Loki's mood became a little more comfortable, his madness gradually faded, and his rationality returned.He won't do the stupid thing of self-deprecation anymore, just so foolishly pinning his hope on a mortal, fantasizing about him being his anchor, anchoring himself firmly to him, instead of being washed away by the torrent of sadness and self-loathing walk, drown.

But it turns out that Tony Stark would only be an accomplice in strangling Loki—when the latter was thrashing desperately in the water and calling for help from him, he just sneered and threw stones at him—except for himself, everyone Unreliable, struggling to survive if not drowned.

He wouldn't join the frost giants, so what if Laufey was his biological father?He would never join those monsters, let alone become one of them, living in that ghost place of Jotunheim, he had to go back, back to glorious Asgard.

yes go back.Loki muttered to himself, his father was unconscious, Thor was deprived of his divine power and exiled, the Frost Giant was about to move, planning to sneak in, such a mess that was so bad that it couldn't be worse, mother alone could not clean it up .If he had come to her when she was dying, she would have embraced him with her arms outstretched, not to mention she loved him so much in the first place.

Loki is intoxicated by his vision, and could there be a better chance?The life and death of the entire Asgard will rest on his shoulders. If he can fully prove his ability and loyalty, he will be able to take the opportunity to occupy a place among the Asir Protoss.

No, his ambition is definitely not to protect Asgard. He has a grander and long-term vision. He wants to ascend the throne in an upright manner. For this, he needs to do something that can shock the Nine Realms. Even his father, Odin, could not have accomplished such a great thing.

At that time, he will be respected by the entire Asa Protoss, he will wash away the shame of being ridiculed and despised, and he will become the next generation of God King, and as for Sol - he will be magnanimous to pick him back, the premise is It was his older brother who learned to respect his king.

Loki showed a nervous smile towards the void, and a large number of low-pitched black clouds rushed from behind him, making the night even darker—my wisdom, my appearance, my bravery, which point is inferior to Thor?Could it be that a well-behaved and sensible adopted son will never be as good as a brave, ruthless, trouble-making biological son?

With the sacred splendor of life, with the terrifying mystery of death, with the world tree that rules the rise and fall of the nine realms, I, Loki, swear here, to take back my throne, because I was born to be a king .

Thinking this way, he raised his head towards the dull sky, and hissed out the name of the gatekeeper of the Rainbow Bridge.Almost at that moment, a dazzling beam of light descended from above, completely covering Loki in it, and in the next second, the beam of light disappeared, along with Loki, as if he had never appeared here.

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In the palace of the king of gods, the father of the gods was lying on a huge bed made of gold, with his hands folded on his chest, his pale hair was weakly scattered on the pillow, and the one eye shining with the light of wisdom and king was also closed. He looked peaceful and pitiful.The surrounding lights were dim, as if worried about disturbing the old man's sleep.

"From the very beginning, I suggested that your father tell you the truth. After all, we are a family, and there should be no secrets between families." The goddess Frigga, who was guarding her husband, looked at her youngest son, her eyes full of apology and pity, She has always been worried, worried that one day the truth will be exposed, Loki will be in pain, and the family will be torn apart-and this day has finally come.

Loki was silent, he didn't look at his mother, but stared at the sleeping Odin in a daze, who is this person?Will he still be my father?Or, will he still regard me as his son?

"Don't blame him, Rocky," Frigga sighed, her youngest son's disastrous face made her feel distressed, "He hides the truth because he is afraid that you will treat yourself as a different kind, you are our son, we are your family, you You have to understand that, no matter what happens, that's not going to change."

She stretched out her hand to Loki, who hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out his hand to hold it back, which made the God Queen secretly heave a sigh of relief.Loki, who had learned the truth before, left Asgard suddenly. She was really afraid that he would just leave and never return. Fortunately, this terrible assumption did not come true. Her beloved son returned to her side, which undoubtedly showed his Deep love for this family.

"Talk to your father," Frigga said softly, leading Loki's hand and placing it on the wrinkled hands of the father of the gods, "Even if he can't move now, he can still move." Hear our conversation."

Loki caressed his father's hands carefully. When they were young, what he and Thor liked to do most was to run around behind his father's buttocks, wait for the father of the gods to finish his business, hold their little hands, and tell The heroic deeds of the sages in the Nine Realms.Loki will always remember how warm and strong those hands were, wrapping his little fleshy hand completely in his palm, as if to protect him from the cold and attack from the whole world.

Good memories gathered from all directions, softening his originally hard heart bit by bit.When those dark green eyes looked at her mother again, they finally softened completely.

"How long will Father be like this?" he asked. "I don't think I'll ever get used to him like this—the Supreme of the Nine Realms, so weak and helpless, lying here helplessly, waiting for his vitality to return."

Frigg shook her head.

"I don't know," she said worriedly, "as the age grows, the divine power of the Asa Protoss will also become stronger. When the divine power reaches a certain level, it must be sorted out through sleep. Your father's divine power is too strong. If he is too powerful, he will fall into a deep sleep every certain period of time, but this time the deep sleep came too suddenly, we were completely unprepared, and he slept for so long, I was really scared."

"Don't be afraid, Mom, I'm here, and I will protect you and the whole of Asgard." Loki comforted his mother in a gentle voice. She used her shoulders to support the lost king of God's Domain these days, and she was exhausted physically and mentally.

"Thank you, my son," Frigga smiled gratifiedly, "I wish Saul was by my side—I don't know when he will come back?"

"Can Thor return to Asgard with his own power?" Loki asked suspiciously, "Didn't he be deprived of his divine power by his father?"

"You have to believe that the father of the gods has his purpose in everything he does." Frigg replied firmly, "Exile is just a test for Sol, and he will be able to pass the test on the day he really passes the test." Once you recover your divine power, you will have the qualifications and ability to come back to us again."

"Yes, I have always believed that he is a good father." The tenderness quickly faded away like a tide, and the black rocks of jealousy and unwillingness reappeared, and Loki's heart was once again barren - Odin of course Is a good father, he has always loved his only son, taught him, led him, but always turned a blind eye to his adopted son.

He stood up slowly and planned to leave. Even staying here for another second would be a torment, but at this moment, the door of the bedroom suddenly opened from the outside, and the Golden Palace warriors in golden helmets and armor held long swords. - The guns stood in line, with solemn expressions and dignified postures, but they all knelt on one knee at the moment they met Loki's gaze.

Immediately afterwards, the Great Elder of the Asa Protoss Elder's House, wearing a sacred white robe, stepped out from the guard of the warriors.He walked towards Loki, step by step, and finally stopped in front of him, knelt down on one knee, held up the eternal spear in his hand that represented the authority of the god king, and held it in front of the youngest son of Odin .

Loki's eyes widened, his heart was beating fast, like a free pigeon flapping its wings, trying to jump into the sky full of infinite possibilities - he had a guess, but this guess was too bold, too It was beautiful, so bold and beautiful that he couldn't believe it.

He stared at the golden gun made of the branches of the world tree for a long time, and then slowly turned his head, looking tentatively at his mother, the great goddess Frigg, and the latter looked at the expectant eyes of his youngest son. The middle class got up and proudly announced——

"Sol has been exiled, and you, Odin's son, Loki Odinson, are the legal heirs to the throne of God King. Before Odin wakes up, you will be the master of Asgard. "

Loki took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement that was almost gushing out of his heart, turned his head solemnly, and proudly looked down at the elder who was kneeling in front of him, showing the majesty and arrogance of the superior.He straightened his back a little more, then slowly stretched out his hands, gripped the handle of the Eternal Spear, and took it into his hands, a surge of vigorous power washed over his body in an instant.

This is the power of the God King. Loki looked at the Eternal Spear in his hand fascinatedly. When his father handed Thor's Hammer to Thor, he had to smile and bless his brother, but he was so jealous that he couldn't help it.It's always like this, every time, what Loki receives is just some silent gazes, not like Sol, who is admired by all eyes like the majestic sun.

Now, he has finally embarked on the journey to immortal glory. He wants to defend the gods and build achievements. He wants the parents of the Asa gods to point to him and say to their children: "Look, that is our king. Witty and brave, with a handsome appearance and a noble heart, it is he who keeps us away from wars, away from the threat of those blue monsters, and enjoys a peaceful and stable life."

"My king—" This is the voice of the golden armored warriors outside the hall.

"My king—" This is the voice of the Great Elder.

"My king—" This is Frigg's voice.

At that time, Dad will definitely admit to himself and be very proud of what he has done.

☆、Ch.26. Hope

For Tony, Pepper was really worried, and several wrinkles were added to his face, but what can he do?She and Roddy are Tony's only remaining two people who are close to relatives. If they are left alone, Tony will slip into the abyss at some point.

But this person is as difficult to deal with as a big child, even worse, if he can't reason with a child, he will be tough with them, and Tony is not soft and hard at all.

"You're Iron Man, how can you save the world when you're so drunk?" Little Pepper yelled in a broken voice, completely unladylike.She obviously just cleaned up the whole house yesterday, and she was so exhausted that she finally took away all the alcohol from Tony, but the next day she still saw him sleeping among a bunch of wine bottles, reeking of alcohol.

"I can save the world even if I'm drunk," Tony retorted, lying crookedly on the floor, stretching his neck like a turtle that can't turn over on its belly (Pepper thinks), "Go back to the Gulf of Aden and save the seals I drank a whole bottle of vodka before the commandos and still did a good job."

This is Tony Stark, who can always use all kinds of fallacies to make the other party speechless, but Pepper decided to break it with strength this time, so she stepped on eight centimeter high heels and walked in front of Tony aggressively , snatched the wine bottle from his hand with a surprisingly strong force for a girl.

"Hey!" The drunk man on the carpet yelled dissatisfiedly, and straightened up, "It's my thing, I paid for it, you have to return it to me, or I'll go to court to sue—"

He suddenly shut his mouth and began to be in a daze, his brown eyes stared straight ahead without blinking, and he seemed to have left this world and went to another dimension—obviously, the words "court" and "prosecution" Those two words plunged him into a vortex of memories, waves of pain slapped him, smashing him into pieces for countless times.

"Tony, you can't always indulge in bad feelings of guilt." Pepper yelled, she must stop him from using alcohol to numb his mind and consciousness, if this continues, the chairman of Stark Industries will really It's over.

"Then tell me, what should I do? Invent a time machine, so that I can go back and correct all mistakes?" Tony collapsed back to the ground, like a rag that cannot be repaired, "He's dead, Pei Po, he's dead, he's in jail, I killed him."

"It's not your fault at all," Pepper sighed and sat down next to Tony, "It's Sharpe who is in a daze, insisting on admitting things that he never did, and making you feel guilty because of what he did." She She'd avoided talking about Sharp with Tony before because she believed in Tony and that he would heal over time, but now, she had to talk to him about it.

Tony shook his head, as if he heard Pepper's words, but he didn't.

"I thought I loved him, I thought I did a good job," he continued to mutter to himself, "but I failed to protect him. To really love someone should block bullets from all over the world for him, but I didn't, I just shot him backhand and put him to death."

"What kind of Iron Man am I? What kind of superhero am I? I'm not even as good as a 12-year-old kid, at least he can tell right from wrong, but I'm a complete fool. Stan is right, I will be punished, I should be punished, I must be punished!"

"Enough! Tony!" Pepper jumped up from the sofa unbearably, "Do you think you are God? You can save everything, save everyone? You are just an ordinary person, maybe smarter and richer than others, But you are not omnipotent, and you are not responsible for things that are beyond your control."

"But I sued him," Tony yelled, as loud as Pepper was in agitation, his brown eyes widening nervously, "I broke his heart, made him give up, that's all The origin of tragedy."

"No," Little Pepper yelled back, "Sharp lied to you, he claimed to be a nobleman and a philanthropist, and he fascinated you like a puppy chasing his tail. It is the origin of all tragedies."

"Are you serious? Our love is the origin of tragedy?" Tony showed a funny expression, "This argument is quite in line with the taste and logic of classical tragedy. If Thomas heard it, he would definitely like it."

He laughed a few times inexplicably, struggled to climb to the sofa and sat down, then stretched out his hand and fished out a bottle of wine from behind the armrest.

Pepper was defeated. She thought she knew Tony well enough, but she was still helpless about this series of situations.

"Baron Sharp is not dead." She decided to use the last sharp weapon.She originally wanted to check things out before telling Tony, so as not to disappoint him after making him hopeful, but now Tony has stood on the edge of the cliff, crumbling, and she has to find a way to pull him back before he jumps off , and Thomas was the only rope that worked.

But Tony's reaction was unexpectedly cold.

"Well, you guessed the same way?" He said quietly, "Actually, I have already felt so. That is Thomas Sharp, an English baron, a man who once served as the head of the International Black Market Arms Club. He is not an ordinary person, There's always a way for him to escape."

Little Pepper's jaw almost dropped, "Since he is still alive, do you have to torture yourself like this?"

"But I can't find him..." Tony buried his head in his hands, "I let Jarvis hack into more than one national security system, retrieve the real-time recordings from those cameras, and no one is him. Guilt towards his lover, uncertainty about whether that person is alive or dead, are constantly tearing at Tony's heart.

"Maybe he is hiding in a sparsely populated place, living a primitive life without a camera?" Pepper Fangfei tried to explain, barely swallowing the roar of "Are you crazy to let Jarvis become a hacker?" "In short, you have to go to him and apologize."

"But so what?" Tony's voice became choked up: "He hates me, he looks at me with the eyes of an enemy, abuses me with vicious words, he would rather go to prison than tell me the truth— —he hates me so much."

"That's because he still loves you, that's why he lost all reason when faced with your accusation. He would rather choose self-destruction to pull you into the water, so that you will regret it when the truth comes out." Little Pepper patted Tony Soothe your back and say, "Think about it, he must be hiding somewhere in the world, or right next to you, triumphantly watching you torture yourself for him, enjoying the thrill of revenge, and as long as he still cares about you , you will have a chance to win his heart again."

The two were silent for a while, and Tony gradually regained his composure.

"There's something I didn't tell you before," he looked up at Pepper, his brown eyes sparkling with hope, "Thomas probably saved me when Stan sneaked in here and forcibly took my reactor. "

"Isn't it Roddy?"

"I did think it was Rody at first, but when I thought about it, he didn't know where I put the old reactor. How could I find it in such a short time? So I went to Rody to check again. He said he found me lying unconscious on the ground with the reactor in my chest intact."

"That is to say, before Rody came, someone had helped you reset the reactor."

"That's right, I saw Thomas walking towards me before I fell into a coma. I thought it was just a hallucination before I died, because I was too guilty, too regretful, and too eager, but now that I think about it, it must be real." Here he is, no one but him knows where I put that thing, no one but him knows how to put it on—in such a short time."

"Look, he doesn't hate you, at least he doesn't hate you so much that he wants you to die," Pepper continued to encourage Tony, and asked persuasively, "He must have said something to you then, right?"

Tony nodded, recalling: "He said 'heaven and hell are too good for you, I want you to stay here'."

What the hell kind of farewell message is this?Pepper cursed secretly in her heart, but on the surface she patted Tony on the shoulder with a knowing face: "So, you should live well, this is Thomas' wish."

She also felt that her words were quite forced, so she smiled and added: "Cheer up, don't forget that the world is still waiting for Iron Man to save."

I don't know which sentence Little Pepper said hit Tony's cock, and he was shocked.

"Jarvis," he said loudly, putting down the bottle, "we're going to add celery to the grocery shopping list, don't forget."

"What do you want celery for?" Although he was used to Tony's behavior when he thought about it, Pepper still couldn't help asking.

"Squeeze juice to detoxify and beautify, I guess?" Tony spread his hands and replied, as if he didn't know why he drank celery juice.

Pepper was slightly relieved.

"I'm glad you're focusing on healthy drinks again, boss." She looked at her watch and stood up happily, "I have to go, the company is just as messy as your place, I wish you a speedy recovery."

"Okay, goodbye—" Tony said happily, and he also stood up, "I'll take you out, and then go downstairs to continue modifying my armor."

Pepper really wanted to yell at Tony, "You have time to play with steel, but don't you have time to manage the company?" But she knew not to be too impatient, Tony has not fully recovered, and he needs to bury himself in the scientific experiment he always loves instead of In the midst of boring company management, so that he can gradually recover from the blow of losing Thomas.

everything will be fine.

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After watching Pepper get into the car and leave, the corners of Tony's raised mouth drooped back immediately, and his face became unexpectedly solemn.He turned back to the mansion, went straight to the underground laboratory, picked up a small blood tester from the table, and pressed his finger on it.

"Check the palladium content," he ordered Jarvis.

"Blood toxicity: 19%." The electronic butler replied in a flat tone, but this sentence made Tony's heart sink.

"We must find a new energy source for the arc reactor as soon as possible," he said to Jarvis, and to himself, of course, taking a deep breath.The toxicity of the Arc Reactor's palladium core is eating away at him, and if nothing else he will face a painful, slow death from overuse of Iron Man armor.

"Glad you're finally willing to do this," replied the Electron Steward faithfully, "I suggest a moratorium on the use of armor until an alternative energy source is found."

"It can't be paused. I still need its help to complete a lot of things," Tony rejected the proposal without hesitation, "but I will reduce the use appropriately, pay attention to my work and rest, and eat healthy."

"Trust me, sir, you won't like celery juice." Jarvis teased, and Tony upgraded him again recently, making this electronic butler more human.

"There are so many things I don't like—" Tony unloaded the reactor in his chest, and took out the burned out palladium energy plate inside.Things were not going well, the neutrons were damaged, and the walls of the reactor were smoking.

"I don't like celery juice, bitter melon juice, all vegetable juices, they taste like horse urine; I don't like being chased after my ass by the US government all day; I don't like falling in love with someone and being chained hard live; I don't even like being alive anymore," he said incoherently as he replaced himself with a new energy plate and slapped the reactor back into his chest.

"But I need to live—in order to meet again."

☆, Ch.27. Avengers

Three years later, New York, Stark Tower.

"Handsome guy, do you want to play together?" A coquettish red-haired beauty sat down on Master Stark's lap with ease, and lifted the millionaire's chin with her fingers painted with red nail polish.She has a very beautiful face, innocent and coquettish, and a body so explosive that most underwear models would feel ashamed. It is especially worth mentioning her round and plump breasts, and her deep □□.

And that used to be Tony Playboy Stark's favorite part.

But the problem is, that is already the old calendar.

"Really, Natasha?" Tony rolled his eyes helplessly, and poked the starkpad in his hand, as if he didn't care about the beauty's embrace at all, "I've been playing for so long Are you not enough? Need I make another claim?"

"You are my Mount Everest, dear, I can't help but want to challenge it every time I see it." The beauty named Natasha replied in a sweet voice, "When Fury gave me the task, I thought that my charm was big enough, and it would be easy to make you dizzy, a playboy, but I didn't expect you to give me a big surprise, that time was really frustrating."

"Of course you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen—oh, I'm sorry Pepper, no offense intended," Tony casually said compliments, his eyes still fixed on the energy storage situation of the building's reactor new energy, feeling the murderous intent next to him Then he quickly added, "As long as you are sincere, all the men in the world will fall in love with you."

"I'm still self-aware," Natasha gathered her beautiful red hair and put her hand on Tony's shoulder. "At least those guys who like boys won't be interested in me."

"And I'm the one who likes boys, okay?" Tony struggled to lift Natasha up by the waist and put it aside so that he could stand up and move his numb legs, "I think I have to say it again, She has a boyfriend, please don't continue your boring game."

"Given your previous reputation, this is really shocking and disappointing. And your so-called boyfriend hasn't shown up for three years." Natasha lay back on the sofa, with the temperament and image that a beauty should have nothing.Of course she knew Tony wouldn't respond to her teasing, but that's what made it extra fun, wasn't it?

Little Pepper looked at the two helplessly, and said, "Maybe we should talk about something serious."

"Perhaps." When it came to business, Natasha immediately sat up straight and regained the skill that an agent should have.

"Hey, if it's a personal matter, I have no objection," Tony said impatiently, "You are a friend of Pepper, and this time she brought you here again, as the host, I must show some demeanor; but Sorry if it's business - I only accept consultation requests on Thursdays between [-]am and [-]pm."

"This is not a consultation, this is about the Avengers." Natasha said solemnly.

"Hasn't the Avengers plan been shelved?" Tony was unmoved, "And I only agreed to be a consultant for you at the beginning-my appearance fee is quite expensive."

"Why don't you talk about your inadequacy - capricious personality, extreme ego, and not very gregarious." Pepper interjected, since being appointed by Tony as the CEO of the Stark Group, this woman with outstanding ability He became more confident and powerful, and even more merciless towards Tony's cynicism.

"And you don't know how to fight at all." Natasha took over the baton of "criticizing Stark's evil deeds". "You attack like a nerd in a laboratory."

"Well, thank you for telling me so bluntly how unpopular I am," Tony rolled his eyes. He is a little afraid of Pepper now. The main reason is guilt. He put such a big company Throw it to her, and he is a troublesome bastard himself, but Natasha is another matter-"But why do you come to me to talk to me about the Avengers?"

"Because we're in big trouble." Natasha replied bluntly.

"Bigger trouble than me?" Tony asked, raising an eyebrow.

"That's right," the red-haired female agent said with a smile, "At the beginning, we were very hesitant about asking you for help, but in the end we thought we should tell you."

"Thanks, but I don't think I'm all that interested," Tony said dryly.

"In fact, we agreed that you would be interested," said Natasha slowly, as if waving its favorite grass at a proud cat, "and we hesitated to tell you because—maybe You'd be too interested."

Tony jerked his head out of the starkpad, and he quickly realized who Natasha was about to tell him about, but even so, when he copied the information Natasha brought and opened it, he saw the When he saw the image of a person, his heart was still beating against his chest vigorously.

It was a face that he could often see in his dreams, very familiar yet strange.The originally pointed chin seemed to become even thinner, his face was as white as death, the dark circles under his eyes were even bigger than those big green eyes that shone madly, and the forehead was constantly sweating, Morbid like a wandering spirit.

It seems that he is not the only one who has had a hard time in the past three years, but also Thomas.

"How did you find Thomas? How...why did he look like this?"

"We didn't find him, he came to us on his own initiative. He not only snatched the Rubik's Cube from us, but also abducted Agent Patton by some unknown means." Natasha replied solemnly with her arms folded, " Also, his name isn't Thomas Sharp, he's Loki, the evil god from Scandinavian legend."

Tony was silent for three seconds.

"How...how did he abduct that Agent Patton?" Iron Man asked cautiously, as if he was afraid of hearing the news he didn't want to hear. "Is it seduction?" He had never met Agent Patton himself. , but have seen his battle video, this chubby blond agent looks like a pure straight man, but come on, that's Thomas, with infinite charm, as long as he thinks, even if he is as straight as the Burj Khalifa, he will be turned into a pizza in an instant leaning tower.

Natasha took a deep breath, resisting the urge to hit the back of Tony's head.

"It seems that you haven't realized the seriousness of the matter," she tried to steer the conversation in the right direction with a serious tone, "So far, S.H.I.E.L.D. has eleven people because of Loki. Agents, three scientists and two non-staff lost their lives. He wasn't your sweetheart — he was dangerous."

Tony nodded, and his expression became serious, which made Natasha secretly heave a sigh of relief, but——

"So, it's still seduction? Right?"

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Tony Stark is a complete jerk, and Natasha knows it all too well, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., The Cyclops