[Zhongyingmei] I'm the villain boss, okay?

"Since you're curious, let's live here."

despair.

The toe of the shiny leather shoe lightly tapped on the purple door.

Under the watchful eyes of the two, the door slid down at an extremely rigorous and uniform speed, gradually revealing everything inside the door.

"The girl's house is on the left."

The man opened the same small purple door on the left, and turned to stare at Sophia who was still a little dazed.

"...I want to live here?" Sophia couldn't understand.

"Yes."

"When can I go home?"

"Happy Hogan" looked at the girl in front of him strangely.

"Go home? What are you thinking?" You have already recognized that I am not that idiot, how could you have such a stupid idea.

"...don't go home if you don't go home."

Sophia was also very puzzled, didn't she agree to go home and wait for Stark?Why did you come to this ghost place?

"Stay here well, be obedient, and if there are no accidents, you will be able to go home soon." The man didn't know why the hell he started talking nonsense.

"Oh." Sophia was still listless.

"...You can play with the books and toys outside, if you call me by my name...call 'Kree', I will come over."

"..."

"What's 'Kree' again?" Sophia muttered under her breath.

"Do you understand?" The man didn't argue with her, "Also, do you need to eat?"

"Won't you be hungry if you don't eat?" Sophia looked shocked.

"...Understood, food will be provided regularly on the table at the door every day, as for other personal hygiene issues..."

"Wow! This bathroom is so big!" In the blink of an eye, only the back of the man's head was left in front of his eyes, "But...why didn't you let me come here to go to the bathroom just now?"

Hell, forgot, those two people are different from us and deserve these...toilets.

"...It's nothing, just settle it here later." The man gritted his teeth, turned and walked out of the house.

"That...Happy..." Suddenly, Sophia stopped him, "What's your name anyway? 'Kree'?"

Calling him several times just now and ignoring her, Sophia suspected that she... remembered the wrong name again.

"..."

The man froze in place.

his name?what is his name?Not even himself.

"Number 6, you are number 6, you are perfect."

"This time, your name is Mytel..."

"You are Palmer David..."

"Patrick Clive..."

"Happy Hogan..."

"Eric Lanshere..."

"I'm Happy Hogan," he said.

"But... isn't your name Happy Hogan?" Mingming didn't respond to the name.

"...then you'll just pretend my name is 'Kree'."

The man stopped staying and strode out of the room.

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The night is like a young boy, as time goes by bit by bit, it gradually becomes dark and deep.Sophia leaned against the simple and crude head of the bed, suddenly feeling sour.

I don't really want to be here, Stark.

Sophia took out her mobile phone from her schoolbag, turned off the lamp, buckled the quilt over her head, curled up into a small ball, and turned on the screen.

There are only 3 people in the address book.

Subordinate Stark.

Grandpa the housekeeper.

Happy Hogan (fat).

Sophia's slender fingers paused on the name of "Subordinate Stark" for a long time, but finally did not press it down. She slowly moved down to the icon of "Happy Hogan (fat)" and tapped it lightly.

drop......

drop......

Drip........snap.

The phone was disconnected.

Sophia quietly stared at the phone in her palm, and after a while, silently stuffed it under the pillow.

As dull as she was, even now she could see something was wrong, but Sophia couldn't figure out what was going on.

Did I remember the name wrong?Or is he not the original "Happy Hogan" at all?If so, why not put yourself in direct phone contact with him?

But the pupil recognizer that Stark gave me is obviously fine...

Sophia's mind was muddled, and she kicked the corner of the quilt with a headache.

What the hell is that "Kree" trying to do?Lock me up and persecute my subordinates?Will Stark be in danger without my protection?

Or, is this a trap, set up to lure my subordinates to rescue me?

Don't worry, according to my father's teaching, when encountering such a situation, as a leader, you should "wait and see what happens", and then use absolute power to "destroy the enemy", so as not to bring the slightest possibility of danger to the weak subordinates.

At this time, Stark, who was anxiously tracking an unknown signal, could never have imagined that the little girl in his imagination, shivering in fear and weeping in the corner, was... worried about his safety.

"Can't find it yet? Didn't all the algorithms be given to you?" Stark cursed at Monday irritably.

"Electromagnetic shielding signal matching complete!"

Stark straightened his back in a jerk, frowning and looking at the huge screen filled with countless complicated formulas.

"Signal encryption algorithm matches Caltech algorithm: 0.01%."

Isn't it the one from last time?Stark continued to look down.

"The technical level of the electromagnetic shielding signal is higher than that of the system, and it cannot be deciphered. It is speculated that it comes from a high-level civilized galaxy, and further information needs to be input. The parameters of the formula that separates the constant and the undecipherable are as follows..."

A bunch of strange symbols that Stark can't understand.

alien? ? ?Stark despaired.

Is it still related to that incident many years ago?Is it for yourself?

"Why do you have Skrull characters?" Carol Danvers' voice suddenly sounded.

...Skrulls?

Stark stared at the screen tightly and didn't respond.

"This isn't Tor...it's not Stark's, it's the signal from the girl's cell phone that was deciphered just now." Bruce Banner took over the words gently, "The signal is extremely weak, and when it appears It's less than 1 millisecond, fortunately Stark has equipped the child's mobile phone with high-level tracking facilities in advance, otherwise it would be difficult to capture."

"What about now? Can't you take the initiative to track it?" Steve frowned.

"I can't track it. It should be the opponent's mistake an hour ago, but now it has been blocked in all directions." Tony Stark leaned back on the recliner and replied lightly.

"This is the character symbol of the Skrull, but it looks like there are some strange deformations mixed in, as if... imitating something." Carol also frowned.

"Since it is related to the Skrulls, I will take full responsibility for this matter, and then..."

"Full responsibility?" Stark sneered, "Didn't you bombard their gathering place and then drag Sophia to be buried with them? What's the point of sacrificing a little girl? It's serious to kill all the Skrulls Bar."

"Tony." Natasha lightly kicked Stark's chair leg.

Stark moved his lips and said nothing.

"Tony Stark, I'm here to solve the evil events on Earth, not to fight with you." Captain Marvel said lightly, "If you don't need my help, there are still many waiting for you in the universe." I can withdraw at any time from the incidents I handle."

"Okay, okay, please don't say a few words!" Hawkeye said helplessly, "I heard that something happened to the little girl, and I came to help at the first time, but now I say... okay Alright, I won’t talk anymore! Don’t talk anymore! Tony, have Charles and the others got in touch?”

The voice has not yet fallen...

Click, click, click...

All eyes were on the sound.

An X-shaped metal wheelchair slid forward slowly.The man's slender hands rested lightly on the armrest, and the thin blood vessels almost poked through the skin.

"What are you talking about? My name seems to be mentioned."

The black-haired man smiled softly, and the fine lines at the end of his eyes spread.The azure blue eyes are as calm as lake water, as if they can wash away all impetuous noise.

Behind him followed several familiar faces.

"Okay, Charles is here too—let's talk about what's going on." Captain America got up and said.

"It started with the invasion two days ago. The X-Men received a tip that Polaris and Ice and Fire Brothers were about to go to Stark Villa to steal the armor. Quicksilver went to support, but failed to recover the lost armor. .”

"The Polaris is gone, you said it wasn't Eric's handwriting? What's going on?" Stark asked.

Charles glanced at Stark with his blue eyes, and continued:

"I confirmed through some channels that this order was not Eric's instruction, and after interrogating Brother Ice and Fire and reading my mind, I confirmed this again."

"In their memory, I saw 'Eric Lanshere' giving them orders. Probing further, there was also 'Happy Hogan' - but obviously not them. Therefore, I suspect that the other party is a mutant with the ability of Mystique, and as I said before, I urgently inquired about Happy Hogan's call records and found that it had been stolen."

"Tsk tsk, is Polaris so easily deceived? That's her father..." Hawkeye couldn't help interjecting.

"This is also something that puzzles me." Charles looked at him, "That person—the person disguised as Eric, he does have the ability of Magneto."

Hawkeye's teasing expression disappeared instantly.

"...a Skrull. Super Skrull."

In the silence, Captain Marvel suddenly spoke.

"You can change into someone else's appearance, and you can also copy someone else's ability—I kind of understand why you were so anxious to destroy them before." Hawkeye sighed.

"The ability of a Skrull is limited, and it will not be as powerful as me. The stronger the Skrull is, the higher the level of copying other people's ability will be."

"Skrull? So that person is a Skrull?" Charles raised his eyebrows slightly, hiding a trace of unknown dignity.

"From the current point of view, it should not be completely certain, but according to Carol, everything is indeed very similar to the ability of a Skrull, including the result of the signal tracking just now, which is also a Skrull... "

"'Supreme Wisdom' assisted to complete! The location signal has been successfully cracked!"

The author has something to say:

The professor is a middle-aged handsome man (I want him not to be bald, but I can make up the mature version of the young professor by myself, huh)

Nao Nao is so cute, really don’t give me comments and encouragement (circle in circles