How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

It is a wise man who is trying to teach the mysteries of the Nine Realms; and Haina's tall and handsome appearance is not a deception - there is a heart as precious as gold wrapped in it. "

Fengshen really wanted to refute, but he couldn't say anything. He really didn't listen carefully to what the old fellow Mi Mier was talking about. To be honest, as soon as he opened his mouth, no one could really listen. It's annoying.Although Heiner was stupid enough, he was indeed a nice person, otherwise why didn't anyone propose to cut off his head?But—but even if these two guys are not as miserable as they imagined, how can they compare with their beloved prince and princess?

But just when he found a fulcrum to argue with Loki, the little prince of Asgard spoke again.

"We, the Asir Protoss, have no disrespect for the Vanir Protoss, which can be seen from our attitude towards Prince Frey and Princess Freya. Prince Frey is the god of light, and the father of the gods made Asgard's sunshine the most The abundant Adora gave him, and Princess Freya liked to be lively, so the father of the gods gave her a palace, which can accommodate as many guests as half of Asa's army. But look at how you treat Mimir and Heiner’s? One of them was beheaded and the other was imprisoned, so it’s clear which side was the one who was slighted.”

Most of the Vanir Protoss were upright, and after hearing Loki's argument, they all lowered their heads with guilt.Of course Niord would not be easily persuaded by these rhetoric, but he had no intention of provoking war again, so he nodded along Loki's words and said: "As your son of Odin said, all this is a misunderstanding, we respect We are willing to maintain peace with each other. In this case, we would like to return Heiner with gold jewels as a token of our apology to Mimir."

Loki bowed slightly, accepting.Before he left, he had asked his father's bottom line, knowing which conditions he could agree to and which ones he could not.

Niord continued: "However, since the Aesirs have left Vanaheim, you must also return my two children."

This request was also expected, and Loki bowed again: "I will convey your meaning to the father of the gods, and send someone to escort the prince and princess back to Vanaheim as soon as possible."

Niord was pleased with Loki's attitude. He was an intelligent man, and it is always pleasant to deal with intelligent people.He lightly patted the handrail inlaid with pearls, and extended an invitation to Loki, "Tonight, the Vanir Protoss will hold a dinner party at the Temple of the Sea God, welcome you, our friend who came from afar, please be sure to attend."

"Thank you for your enthusiasm. I will definitely be there on time." Loki replied with a smile, and he was greatly relieved. However, he still had one last thing to do, a very important thing. "Excuse me, will Goddess Gervik attend tonight's banquet? I have a gift that I want to give to her in person."

The God of the Ocean froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect Loki to mention this name suddenly, and then showed an inscrutable smile.

"I don't know if the Goddess Gerwick will attend," he replied, "but I'm sure that if your gift really pleases her, she will appear."

☆, Ch.6. Prophecy

The dinner was grand, without any perfunctory meaning at all.There were more gods who came to the dinner party than Loki had seen in the Sea God Temple during the day, and everyone was well-dressed. The young men and women wore flower crowns, setting off their faces that were more delicate and bright than flowers, The adult ones are dressed in fancy clothes, looking forward to their appearance, showing the unique charm that can only be possessed by the baptism of time.

As the core of the dinner, Loki was arranged next to the seat of King Vanir, enjoying the service of two beautiful sea nymphs.He had already replaced the gleaming golden battle armor, and now he was wearing a dark green velvet robe with delicate and complicated patterns woven with gold thread, which was sewed by Frigg himself.

"Taste this, it's something that Asgard can't eat." The God of the Sea kindly pointed to a plate of seaweed-like things, Loki hesitated and stretched out his fork, picked up a little and put it in his mouth. The grass-like fragrance spread immediately after the rain.

"It's really delicious." He put down his fork and smiled at the God King. He had to admit that compared with the Asa Protoss, the Vanir Protoss knew better about pleasure. They liked soft and gorgeous clothing, fragrant and delicious food, and all kinds of beauties. There is no tradition of monogamy here, or even a marriage system. People can voluntarily form a fixed partner, or they can wander around in the flowers.

The King of Warner, Niord, has no queen, but has several consorts, and the number of princes and princesses he gave birth to is far more than that of Odin. At this time, one of the princesses with bright and smooth long hair like mercury Dancing in the very center of the hall, the ice-blue eyes inherited from the God of the Sea gave Loki a provocative glance from time to time.

"My daughter seems to have a good impression of you, dear son of Odin." Niord raised his chin happily, "Her mother is the most beautiful sea monster I have ever seen."

Loki froze at this sudden topic that seemed like a secret conversation among men. The princess was indeed beautiful, but he didn't want to have too many entanglements with someone in Vanaheim, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Abandon this mission.

A narrow smile flashed in Niord's eyes, and he reached out and patted Loki's shoulder.

"You don't have to think about it too much," he said, "I'm an open-minded father, and I know Asgard has a lot of rigid rules, but in Vanaheim, as long as it's yours and mine's, it's no big deal. I I won’t put you in a dungeon or force you to marry my daughter because you slept with her—to be honest, she’s pretty, but she’s still not good enough for you.”

Loki was a little at a loss for this inexplicable enthusiasm. He just wanted to politely refuse, but the music around him stopped suddenly. Be quiet and look up in the same direction.Loki also stood up curiously and looked in the direction of the door. He saw the crowd split spontaneously to the left and right like sea water, and a long-haired woman walked towards him step by step stepping on the flowers and wine spilled on the ground.

Gerwick, almost the first time he saw that woman, the name flashed in Loki's mind.It will only be her and no one else.If there is a woman who has the magic power to seduce all men, it must be her, because Loki really can't imagine any being more beautiful than her.

"God King—" She drifted through the crowd like a mist, came to Niord and Loki, greeted the former with a voice like the wind, and cast her eyes on the latter, "Loki, Now son of Odin, I think you have brought me a gift that pleases me."

"Dear Goddess Gerwick," Loki lowered his eyelids slightly, avoiding the longing eyes that looked like a mystery, barely controlled his mind, and complimented: "You are the most beautiful god I have ever seen." After finishing speaking, he respectfully took the goddess's slender and white jade hand, and left a kiss on it.

Gerwijk laughed "giggle", this laughter was not as crisp and clear as the girl's, but it seemed to hide a small hook, which tickled people's hearts.

"I want my gift," she said coquettishly, "give it to me, and then I can let you kiss me elsewhere."

The crowd murmured disapprovingly, as if to complain that Loki was taking too much of the Goddess's attention, and even Niord threw a jealous glance.Loki hurriedly took out the box containing the gift before his head became a paste.

"Before I met you, I was sure that this gift would suit you," he said with a frown, "but after meeting you, I became less confident, because you are so beautiful, no matter in this One point more or one less than beauty is blasphemy."

"You have a silver tongue, honey, and every word you say is so beautiful," Gerwick ran his fingertips back and forth on Loki's lips, "For your sake, I will forgive Odin crimes committed against me."

She took Loki's hand, smiled at the God of the Sea, and said, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but I want to invite the little prince of Asgard to my palace as a guest, so I have to kidnap your distinguished guest at your banquet."

"It's an honor for anyone to get your blue eyes." Niord waved his hand and said generously, "I wish you and your guests a pleasant evening." After speaking, he gave Loki a playful wink Eye.

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The goddess's palace is located on another island, far less magnificent than the Sea God's Temple, but it has a different kind of low-key luxury.Giant crystal lamps pour down like waterfalls, and the inner walls and palace domes are covered with various murals. Some stories can be distinguished by Loki at a glance, but some, even His Royal Highness, who has been addicted to books since he was a child, can’t tell. Can't see what event it's talking about.

But before he had a clear view of the whole building, the goddess began to urge her impatiently.

"Let me see!" She snatched the box from Loki's hand and opened it, then took a deep breath, and carefully held out the gift - a head of blond hair that was more dazzling than gold.

"Oh, it's as beautiful as a beam of light." Groaning, Gerwick ran to the mirror like a little girl, and slowly put the blonde hair on her head.

Loki was a little proud. On the one hand, this pride came from the expected effect of his gift, and on the other hand, he was proud of being able to successfully please such an astonishing beauty.

But what Gerwick said later made his heart tighten.

"Although dwarves are ugly, their craftsmanship is really good." The goddess combed her newly acquired long hair in front of the mirror, "It's almost the same as the real one, and it can grow slowly over time, right?"

"You already knew what I was going to give you?" Loki asked in surprise.

"Of course, my little prince, I know everything," the goddess turned around, "Odin must have never told you why he killed me, because I told the Aesir a prophecy about the gods The Prophecy of Twilight."

"Twilight of the Gods? What is that?" Loki asked, silently urging her to continue talking with his eyes, but the goddess stopped playfully at the most important point and changed the subject.

"You gave me the same gift, and I want to give you something in return." Gerwijk stroked his blond hair lovingly, "Do you want to hear a prophecy about your future? Or take a treasure from my collection? Or have a spring night with me? You choose. Of course, if you choose the last proposal, I will be very happy."

"Sorry, respected goddess, although I really want to choose that one, but I am Asgard's envoy, and I cannot do anything that may cause disputes between the two countries." Loki wisely rejected the temptation and explained sincerely , "You are the popular lover of the Warner Protoss. Everyone loves you and wants you. If I am lucky enough to have you for even one night, I think they will go crazy with jealousy and want to tear me apart."

"So? What is your final choice?" Gerwijk seemed to appreciate Loki's compliment, she was not angry at all, but continued to ask with a charming smile.

"No one can resist curiosity about the future, and I am the same. So, I would like to ask you to make a prediction about my future." Rocky clenched his fist slightly. He wanted to know who his father would choose to succeed him in the end. He wanted to know Which one does father value more, himself or Sol?

Gerwick sighed, as if he had long been certain that Loki would choose to prophesy.She walked between the two silver-cast palace doors, facing the calm sea like satin, slowly closed her eyes, and when Loki thought she was going to sleep standing up, she suddenly opened them again, the original golden eyes turned into It became silvery white, and two dazzling rays of light shot out from it.

The light became stronger and stronger, illuminating the island at night and the surrounding sea as bright as day. The light was mixed with whistling sounds like wind, various strange smells, and many flashing images.Loki tried hard to open his eyes wide to distinguish, but he couldn't distinguish anything.

At this time, Goddess Gervik opened her lips lightly, and spoke a prophecy in a hoarse voice that was completely different from before: "Betrayal, deceit, the ice-blue ancient box, tears kept falling due to despair, being Exiled in endless darkness... power, throne, mysterious endless gems, lovers' outstretched hands, picking up the sweet old days, until dusk falls..."

When she uttered the last word, the light in her eyes suddenly appeared and then disappeared. The goddess turned around and looked at Loki, her flushed cheeks turned pale.

Loki blinked: "That's all?"

Gerwick shrugged: "That's all."

Loki raised an eyebrow, he suddenly felt fooled, "Then, can you explain what these prophecies mean?"

Gerwick seemed very tired, she walked to the wicker chair in front of the porch and lay down, and waved to Loki: "Have you never heard of prophecies before? They are all of this kind, vague and ambiguous, No one can explain it."

"But you are different," Loki said excitedly, he would have chosen the baby if he had known earlier, at least it would not be as illusory as the prophecy, "You know exactly the gift I want to give you, and you must be able to interpret the prophecy accurately. "

"Okay, okay," the goddess said impatiently, "you can ask one last question about the prophecy."

Loki quickly ran through the hateful prophecy in his mind, and for some reason, a word suddenly caught his attention.

"Lover? What does my lover look like?" He blurted out.

Gerwijk showed the first surprised expression of the day.

"I thought you would ask about the throne, after all, you want to prove how good you are through that." The goddess became somewhat interested, "I didn't expect you to be so romantic."

"Yeah, I'm just that romantic." Loki smirked, but in fact he regretted it a long time ago—damn, why didn't I ask about the throne?Instead, he asked such a question stupidly.

"I can't reveal too much, after all, the rule is to let the person who gets the prophecy find out the truth by himself," Gerwijk said, "I can only tell you that he is a handsome guy with brown hair."

"Well, at least I know he's gay, and he's handsome." Loki replied casually, somewhat disapprovingly.

"Don't be like this, my little prince," the goddess showed a mysterious smile, half of her face was hidden in the shadow of the palace, "Remember my words, and find him, one day, he will save you Your whole life."

☆、Ch.7. Opportunity

Seven days later, Loki returned to Asgard with the gift from King Vanir, but instead of receiving the expected praise, he fell into complaints.

The one who blamed him was Saul.

"Their envoys sent me a head, and you return them a precious gift from the dwarves?" he growled, his golden hair disheveled like an angry lion.

Loki spread his hands helplessly, "Of course I understand your anger, and I really want to teach them a lesson. But this is my father's decision, and he doesn't want to start a war at this time."

"Then try to convince him," Saul still insisted, "Aren't you usually the most eloquent? Can't you make father change his mind?"

"Maybe my father has a higher level of consideration," Loki replied, looking at his brother sincerely with those green eyes, "after all, he is the king of Asgard, and he should see farther and think more than us , isn't it?"

Saul snorted resentfully, temporarily reassured by his brother's gaze and words.

"One day," he thumped the table and growled, "when I ascend the throne, I must wipe out all the enemies and let them know how powerful the Asa Protoss is."

No, my brother, there will be no such day.Loki said to himself, I will be the winner, even if we are both born to be kings.

There are many people who have similar thoughts with Sol, but Loki doesn't care too much about them. First, he is intoxicated by the approval of his father Odin, which is a rare situation since he became an adult. Second, There is still a lot of follow-up work to be done: he has to complete the agreement with Niord, appease the sons and daughters of King Vanner, and send them back to Vannerheim together with the packaged gifts; he has to make a second visit Wartheim, where the dwarves live, sent their favorite fruit wine and white bread as a thank you, because the gift to Gervik was personally requested by them to help build it; he had to write to his elves My friend, I apologize for not being able to attend the elves' music festival on time, and attach the special products brought back from Vanaheim by the way.

After everything calmed down, he stayed with Frigga for a while, reading thick ancient magic books beside her, learning more advanced spells, and occasionally at the request of Sol's loud voice. Go hunting with him.

Time flies by like this little by little, and for a god, this is just a moment in his life, until Loki gets a little bored again, and he decides to go to the atrium to relax again.

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This time, he took advantage of nightfall to land on a certain beach along the Mediterranean Sea. There shouldn’t be any people at two or three o’clock in the morning, but by coincidence, just when Loki wanted to walk along the beach to the coast When a row of holiday villas was walking, three kidnappers walked towards him holding a little boy.

It was a little boy with soft brown hair, his mouth was tightly gagged, and only a pair of big green eyes were exposed, with tears in them, a pitiful look that wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry.

Loki is undoubtedly a hero, but he has developed a certain interest in that child, or in other words, since he learned of the prophecy, he has developed an inexplicable love for all brown-haired male creatures.

The three kidnappers are not a problem, they are all fragile human beings, with only such a low-end weapon as a gun, Loki easily beat them all up to nowhere, then he walked towards the little boy who was thrown on the beach, using his dexterous His fingers helped him untie the bindings on his wrists and ankles, and tore off the tape from his mouth.

"Thank you, sir," the little boy struggled to stand still, leaned his neck up and looked at Loki, the lake green eyes were full of grateful little stars, "thank you for saving me, if it wasn't for you , I really don't know what they will do to me."

Loki's heart suddenly softened. Anyone would like a beautiful and well-behaved child. The little cutie in front of him must have received a good education. There is decorum and composure.

"What's your name?" Loki knelt down and looked at the little face.

"Dance, sir." The boy replied obediently, which made Loki suddenly think of that stinky Tony Stark (he is indeed a god, and he can still remember the name of that ant), oh, this is a human being, Their individual differences are so great that Loki sometimes wonders - are they really the same race?

"Dance," Loki stroked the boy's shaggy curly hair, "now tell me, is your family around? Can you go home by yourself?" He wanted to do something else than spend all his time Spend it on being a hero for children.

Dance's little face collapsed all of a sudden, and he sniffled, but tried not to cry.

"Can I trouble you with one more thing?" He asked politely, his tone was timid, as if he was worried that Loki would refuse, "I really can't go back by myself, I have no money, and you are the only one here Man. I don't know the way back, they, they put me in a sack and threw me in the car at first, I don't know how to get back at all... Please, help me again... Please... ..."

Loki sighed and had to nod in agreement to help the poor and cute little creature.He didn't go to the local police. Although this is the most common way for ordinary people to find lost children or pets, this is a kidnapping case, and the police will definitely ask endless questions. He doesn't want to get into such trouble.So Loki woke up a kidnapper who had just been knocked unconscious by him, and forced him to drive two people back to the place where the kidnapping case first took place.

It was entirely expected that Dance's father expressed his sincere gratitude to Loki and kindly invited him to stay to further express his gratitude, but unexpectedly, this Richard Roper ( Richard Rope) turned out to be a rather powerful black market arms dealer. Out of the intuition of an old and cunning man, he sent someone to investigate Loki.

What can a god expect from a mortal?Loki watched Roper smile and raise his glass to himself, so he gave the same fake smile, even if a god really wanted something from a mortal, it didn't need to beat around the bush with a child.

These suspicious ants.

Although Rocky did not use the pseudonym Jonathan Pine this time (thanks to Tony Stark), he has used this identity too many times after all, and will always leave some clues, so that Roper is really lucky. In the eyes of human beings, Loki was found to be sent to prison for 200 years.

Of course, Rocky still has nothing to worry about. He has been a little tired of eating three Michelin stars these days. If Roper uses this excuse to drive him away or hand him over to the police, he has nothing to complain about. It couldn't be easier for a god to escape from the hands of a mortal.

But Roper didn't. He knew that Loki was a dangerous person, and he knew that Loki was unreliable, but he insisted on recruiting him into the group. There was a stance that he wanted to train him to become his successor after retirement.

Loki feigned hesitation for a while before agreeing - why not?Black market arms dealer, this job sounds very exciting, and he just hasn't done it yet, so the successor after retirement doesn't have to, because according to him, it is impossible for Roper to retire smoothly, look at that snuggled up The blonde stunner beside him, looking at her complex eyes and small movements behind her back, perhaps it is more appropriate to call her "007" as Tony said.

Richard Rope is putting a rope around his neck, and he will suffocate at any moment. Loki must hurry up and familiarize himself with all relevant matters, so that he can be ready to take over this little boy at any time. Black Market Arms Empire.

Selling arms and firearms is essentially the same as selling anything. First, customers are screened to ensure that they can afford the money, then the price is negotiated to strive for the best interests for themselves, and finally the order is processed to clear the money and the goods.The only difference is probably that the market for this thing is too broad. As long as you can find a correct path, you can make money from this for the rest of your life, and you never have to worry about one day that the gun will not be sold.

In the Middle East and Africa, guns can be seen everywhere, and even children know how to shoot them. In America, the so-called land of freedom, there are even more shops selling guns than fast food.Humans are passionate about killing each other, oh, and killing themselves.Of course, Loki doesn't recommend the latter method of death, because then he would have no follow-up business to do.

That's the way it is, once you get the rules right you'll be fine.When Mr. Roper is tragically sent to hell by the lady he loves, Rocky quickly takes over the business he has painstakingly developed, and his son - now, young Dans can only rely on his dear brother Jonathan up.

Following Roper's old path, Rocky has flourished in the military business. He bought intelligence personnel from various countries, broadened the types and sources of goods, and shifted the focus of his business from Asia and Europe to Africa.So far, at least eight of the ten most famous war zones in the world are using the weapons he handles, which also made him the chairman of the International Private Arms Club.

What's more worth mentioning is that Loki even put his hand into the pocket of the US national arms supplier "Stark Industries", yes, it is that Stark, although he has not seen the former Honey, but has been dealing with chief executive Obadiah Stane.Still, he figured it wouldn't be long before they saw each other again.

☆、Ch.8. Reception

Tony doesn't like any reception in Stan's mansion, although there will be all kinds of beauties, he can always pick and choose one or two to take home for the night, but before exercising on the pleasant bed, there is a long and lengthy For the boring "meeting", he had to bear it and was accosted by those fat businessmen, capitalists, and political speculators. These people are usually ugly, have a single topic, and have only one purpose, that is, money.

If it were any other occasion, Tony would definitely do the kind of thing that would turn away if there was a disagreement, but here, he can only deal with it politely—see Obie (Obadiah Stane's nickname) In face.

To Tony, Obi is not just a simple business partner, he is more like a family member and an elder. He has worked with Howard Stark for many years and almost watched Tony grow up. He has always been very good to Tony, at least tolerant and Full of patience, this alone can beat the father who is indifferent to him and devoted to scientific research by several blocks.

Tony respects the chief executive of Stark Industries, so even though he really wanted to give Obi a stripper troupe as a birthday present, he finally honestly gave him the tie pin prepared by Pepper.Alas, there is no way, most people in this world are so boring, so uncreative, what can the great Tony Stark do?

He cleverly got rid of the two female models who were entangled - the birthday party has just started, he can't get involved with someone so quickly, at least he has to go to an interruption before he can find an excuse to leave the scene - and then took from the waiter's tray After drinking a glass of unknown wine (whatever it is, it doesn’t matter, as long as it’s alcohol), he managed to cheer up and prepare to deal with a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes who took the opportunity to come up to him, but his eyes inadvertently caught a long-lost face.

Holygod!Tony thought that nothing in this world was worth his fuss, but who did he see?Jonathan Pine?How could it be him?But that was obviously him, even if more than ten years had passed, Tony would never admit his mistake!

That person still had the same tall figure like a male model, and the same handsome face as David, but the difference was that he changed out of his tasteless work clothes and put on a plain black suit with flannel. The already fair skin set off even fairer, with a vampire-like danger and abstinence, and the dark green tie complemented the clever and cunning eyes like a cat demon, solemn yet light.While holding the wine glass gracefully in his long and powerful hand, he chatted with Obi, showing a charming smile from time to time.

"I remember the last time I saw you like this was two years ago, and the other person was also a handsome guy with black hair and green eyes." Pepper Potts just came over, looking at the stark industry president's dumbfounded look. The expression shook his head.

Logically speaking, a secretary cannot and dare not mock the boss like this, but Pepper is not an ordinary secretary, and Tony is not an ordinary boss, so before Tony had time to answer, she went on to say: " I still agree with you to find a woman to spend the night, at least I have more experience in sending them off."

Seriously, Tony is usually very picky about bed partners, especially the same sex, he can accept women with red hair, black hair, even green hair, white hair, as long as their face and body are hot enough, but he only wants black hair A man must have a pair of green eyes. Little Pepper even half-jokingly and half-seriously suggested that Tony get a black cat. After all, many of them have creepy fluorescent green eyes that glow in the dark. .

But this time, Tony Stark didn't bicker with her as usual, but solemnly arranged his perfectly tailored suit, carefully checking that the cuffs and tie were all in place. where they should be.

"How do I look?" Tony ignored all Pepper's previous words, and asked this question sideways, which made her roll her eyes, "You look great, like a bird eager to open screen male peacock."

"Very good," Tony cleared his throat, straightened his back a little more, and strode towards Stan and Jonathan beside him.

"Hey, Tony, myboy!" Obaday Stein immediately stretched out his arms when he saw Tony, and warmly gave him a big bear hug.

"Happy birthday, Obie! I've told you this before, but I can't say it too many times today." Tony laughed and replied, patted Stan on the back, ended the hug, and continued He turned his gaze to Jonathan very naturally, "Your friend? Why don't you introduce me?"

"Thomas Sharp, Baron of England, executive director of the Wallace Charitable Foundation." Stan introduced, and at the same time gave Tony an expression of "I know what you're thinking, but sorry, this person can't do it" and paused It also added a sentence, "Stark Industries is planning to cooperate with Wallace to donate to impoverished women and children in Africa."

"Of course, of course, all of us should contribute our own strength to save women and children, and Stark Industries, as a representative of a successful enterprise, should be more so." Tony said in a businesslike manner, and then stretched out his hand, "Nice to meet you, Baron Sharp, I'm Tony Stark, but have we met somewhere before?"

Stan made a terrible expression on the side, well, Tony also knows that this strike-up is too bad, but they have seen it before, even if the guy in front of him didn’t have this name at that time, it didn’t sound awesome baron.

The Baron gave a formulaic smile, but Tony didn't miss the interest in himself in his eyes.

"Hello, Mr. Stark, nice to meet you," Loki, who goes by the alias "Thomas Sharp", took Tony's hand back and shook it gently, "But I think I I didn’t have the honor before.” He knew he would see Tony again when he was working with Obaday Stein, and he had already made up his mind to refuse to admit it—he was still a black market arms dealer, and he didn’t want to be regarded as a Wizards or mutants are captured for experimentation.

"Really—" Tony played with his tongue on purpose, and his fingers slowly and provocatively slid across the back of the other's withdrawn hand, "Mr. Baron is a native Englishman?"

"Actually, I have Nordic blood." Loki blinked, then answered solemnly.

"God, Nordic descent, British title, young, handsome and rich, Tony, you really have an opponent this time, many girls are secretly looking here," Stan cut in at the right time, and embraced Sta The back of the Ke family playboy, "Come on, Tony, let's not get in their way here, I have a few old friends to introduce you."

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"Tony, Tony, Tony—" After leaving Baron Sharp, Stan took a deep breath on the cigar in his hand and looked at Tony helplessly.

"Obie, Obie, dear Obie—" Tony smiled sweetly, "What's the matter?"