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

When Tony Stark, an exquisite man with a back hair and a haute couture suit, hurriedly left the VIP box of the auction house and ran into the cold "exclusive interrogation room for superpowers", what he saw was The scene ahead:

A tall police officer with a ferocious face was looking viciously at the pale and thin little girl with straight black hair hanging down to her waist in the transparent interrogation room. .

"...Okay, leave it to me."

He waved the relieved police officer away from the scene, stretched his neck left and right, pulled his somewhat messy suit, and sat on the chair in the police station with Erlang's legs crossed.

The chairman of the Stark Group, who has always been vicious and flirtatious, looked at the shrunken and thin black-haired girl who looked only five or six years old in front of him, and couldn't help but lower his tone.

...But a few minutes later, he wanted to kill himself who had just had a fit of compassion and drove the police officer out and planned to fuck himself.

"What's your name?"

Tony Stark held up the cardboard that recorded the prisoner's information, raised his chin slightly and adjusted his glasses.

"Are you a human?" the little girl asked calmly.

"...?" Stark, who was often scolded as inhuman because of his poisonous tongue, seriously recalled his tone just now... It seems that there is no problem?

"Your name?" He thought Sophia didn't catch it.

"Well, you should all be human." Sovia nodded.

Stark narrowed his eyes and leaned forward slightly: "...So, you are not human?"

"Of course not." Sophia looked contemptuously at the male human who seemed to be missing a string in his brain.

"Then what are you?"

"Me? Small human being, you don't deserve to know the name of the devil."

Sovia snorted, raised her pointed chin and turned her head away.

"...Okay, then, what kind of devil are you...?"

Stark felt that the little girl in front of him was not yet known whether she was a devil, but her intelligence level should have some problems.

"Huh? How do you know that I belong to the devil? Do you still know that I am the Lord of Hell?"

Sophia turned her head back in surprise, staring at the short human beings who no longer looked stupid in front of her with widened dark eyes.

"..." Stark had to take a deep breath before he could continue the conversation normally, "Yes, I also know that you are the Lord of Hell."

"How did you know?" Sophia moved in front of Stark in an instant, and pressed tightly against the transparent glass wall, "Do you have mind reading skills? According to my father, it is a very ancient technique It's old even to him."

Stark, who couldn't help shrinking back in fright:

...I don't read minds, I have ears.

Silently ticked the danger level to the highest on the record sheet and quietly reached out his hand in his trouser pocket to send a text message to a god who had just recovered from fitness. Gaffe: "Do you have a father? Where is your father? If you get separated from your family, we can help you contact them."

"You know how to track???"

Sophia became vigilant for a moment, as if she was a male peacock vying for the position of the supreme prostitute, she suddenly released a dark mist, and soon circled and occupied the entire interrogation room.

"Oh my lady, calm down, calm down..."

Staring in shock at the black mist that filled the room in the blink of an eye, Stark guessed that the god closest to here was obsessed with exercising and hadn't seen the news, so he got up and waved his hands reassuringly:

"I don't know any tracking skills, I just have a mobile phone. Mobile phone, do you know what it is? It's like a carrier pigeon..."

"Of course I know what a mobile phone is."

Sophia twitched the corners of her lips contemptuously, and retracted the tumbling black air into her body in an instant.

Nonsense, of course she doesn't know what the hell a mobile phone is.

Stark:  …

"...So, is it convenient for you to tell me Dad's cell phone number?"

Stark managed a kind but stiff smile.

"How do I know who your father is and whether he is dead?"

Stark where Daddy is really dead: ... felt offended.

"Oh Miss, I didn't make it clear. What I mean is, can you tell me the mobile phone number of 'your' dad? So that I can call him and contact him to pick you up."

"No need, you can't find him." Nonsense, even she couldn't find Ugafiel herself.

When Stark was about to continue to ask, with a loud noise, a lump of shiny golden object, like a giant meteor, fell heavily to the ground in a standard superhero landing posture, holding his head down. With muscular thighs and light long golden hair flying in the air.

Stark silently raised his hands and applauded: very pretentious.

"Hey bro! What's the fun? I just saw the message and rushed over! You're... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!!!!!"

When Stark raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, he was shocked to see the scene in front of him.

The pale black-haired girl bowed like a threatened eagle, and suddenly released three pairs of dark and hard wings, shooting like a bolt of lightning to Sol's pretentious back.

Sol was frightened suddenly, he didn't know what strange thing climbed up behind him, and began to shake his huge body crazily.

But the thin girl who looked like she could be crushed with a pinch of her wrist was like a piece of dog skin plaster, firmly stuck to Sol's back, and she was one with that bad-minded Thor.

Not only that, after a while, she didn't seem to be satisfied with staying on Sol's back, she stretched out her "delicate and soft" little hand and "teared" off his gym clothes with ease, stretched out her little nose to On his spine, he frowned and carefully pulled the golden body hair on Sol's back, as if he was studying some rigorous academic issue.

"F*ck! It touched me, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, Tony, Tony!"

Sol's emotions were obviously out of control, and he began to twist his body more vigorously.

Stark was dumbfounded as he watched the blond man in front of him go from twitching wildly to spinning in place like a flying top, and finally began to jump around repeatedly in the narrow interrogation room, but he couldn't find it. Seeing a chance to stop his weird behavior.

"Strange, where are his wings..."

Sophia tilted her head suspiciously.

Stark keenly caught her whispering like a mosquito, and closed his shocked mouth:

"Sol, calm down! You stop first!!"

Thor continued to jump repeatedly.

"It's so annoying, I can't even see clearly!"

Sophia flicked the blond Thor's thick body hair irritably, and waved her hand angrily, causing the surging black air to cut away the obstructive barrier.

Thor's back was bald.

But she carefully touched the bones under the skin, and her expression became more puzzled.

After a while, Thor seemed to get tired of jumping, and began to jump repeatedly sideways at a slower speed.

"Sol, stop!!!" Stark pressed the blue veins on his forehead, and shouted loudly at the God of Asgard who had lost his mind anyway.

"Your name is Saul? An ugly name."

Sophia curled her lips and waved her hand lightly, and the man under her froze in place in a strange posture.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Sol tried his best to turn his eyes to Tony's side, groaning in horror.

Tony turned his head.

Sol: "..."

"Please allow me to briefly introduce each other to you two." Stark saw the opportunity and said quickly, "This is Thor from Asgard, the god of thunder and storms. This... You are the Lord of Hell, may I know your name?"

"Sophia."

"Okay, Miss Sophia!" Stark finally felt that the absurd things in front of him were gradually on the right track, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "Can you please get off... Saul's back first? Our etiquette here is to sit and talk."

Sophia glanced at Stark again with a contemptuous, idiotic look, then lightly folded her wings and floated in front of the shattered tempered glass beside her.

Sol still froze in place, his eyes gouging out his friend as if he had an epileptic fit.

Stark: ...It's okay, calm down, it's better after all.

Stark: "Miss Sophia, could you please break the... um... spell on him?"

"There is no spell on him." The black-haired girl looked contemptuously.

"So this is... magic?"

"No magic either." His eyes were even more contemptuous.

"...perhaps a magnetic field?"

"What magnetic field?" There was a trace of doubt in the contemptuous eyes.

"...God, divine power?"

"Well, be more specific." Encouraging eyes.

Stark (angry): What's the matter, I'm suddenly starting the exam now, right? ? ?

Stark took a deep breath and tried to maintain a stiff smile: "It doesn't seem very important what is on him, what do you think? The important thing is to untie it quickly, and you can tell us later what it is. What kind of divine power."

Sophia showed a disappointed and bored expression, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded her head seriously after a while, and waved her hand to defrost the piece of frozen meat that looked like it was infected with mad cow disease.

"Remember, this is the curse of the devil." Sophia raised her small pointed chin, "How about it, do you feel that you have learned a lot? From now on, when I dominate the world, you will have to fight well with those ignorant humans." To clarify, this is not the messy stuff you just said, this is a curse that belongs exclusively to the 'Lord of Hell'!"

Looking at the stiff expressions of the two people opposite, Sophia was a little annoyed: "Why, do you still want to be paid for such a trivial matter? Forget it, forget it, I'll just give it to you."

"What payment?" Stark didn't know why he asked this sentence like a fool, but he just opened his mouth.

"I reward you among that group of ignorant humans for becoming two unique freaks because of the valuable knowledge you gained from the devil." Sophia laughed triumphantly.

"How? Am I extra generous? My father said that being generous to your subordinates will help them develop abnormal loyalty to you, and thus benefit their physical and mental health."

"When I dominate the world and everyone is crying under my surrender, you will be the only human beings who know the honorable name of my boundless divine power, and you will be my loyal subordinates to break the ground for me personally! By the way , What is the name of this kind of person in the book...Suddenly forgot..."

"Oh, I remembered it again!" Sophia's dark eyes suddenly lit up, like a bright light in the dark night.

Stark and Thor suddenly had a very ominous premonition.

"They call, cannon fodder!"

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Stark:? ? ?I fucking believed in your evil

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