[Comprehensive British and American] Plague Meow

"Speaking of which, hasn't Saul been back for a long time?"

In the peace, Hawkeye thought of a guy who was almost forgotten by everyone.

"Since he kidnapped his family's Bambi last time, there has been no news, right?" Stark lay on the sofa with a satisfied expression on his face.

"The Asgardians have a different concept of time from us." Hawkeye shrugged, "Maybe when he remembers and returns to Earth to take a look at us, we are already old men."

Stark let out a low laugh: "You can whip him with a cane?"

"Oh, spare me." Hawkeye chose to turn his back on Stark, a childish ghost.

Steven provided them with a rational analysis: "The Asgardians have no close relationship with the earth. If his brother is left to make trouble, Sol himself really has no reason to stay on the earth."

"It's a pity, maybe he can get along with Naqi?"

Steven just smiled and shook his head.

bar.

Natasha had already gone back to sleep. Sleeping late is a big killer for women's skin. Even Natasha couldn't avoid it. She didn't want to hurt her skin just to listen to these boys bragging and chatting.

Before leaving, Natasha specially found a bamboo basket and spread soft cushions inside.

Stark turned over and rolled off the sofa, looked curiously, and found that a pitch-black natch had been harvested inside.

He lightly picked up the basket, saw the black sea cucumber in it rolled, and lay on his side instead, staring lazily at him and stretched his waist. After a big yawn, Naqi was soft "Meow", as if asking him what's the matter.

"We should go to bed, honey."

"Meow~"

Naqi put his head back, obviously the bamboo basket was his cat's nest tonight.

Stark carried a basket of cats, followed by a ZKR, and swaggered back to sleep.The others also disbanded one after another. It was rare for Steven to indulge and drink all night with Bucky, so that he was still sleeping on the sofa early the next morning.

Stark, who was picked up by Natch to run on the treadmill in the morning, looked at them with his hips on his hips.

"This is what should be managed..."

"Pong-!!!"

"Crack".

Loud and crackling.

Stark, who hadn't finished speaking, fell silent.

This damn movement sounds really familiar.

The two soldiers woke up almost at the same moment, and it seemed that the hangover did not affect their combat effectiveness at all.

Stark turned around resignedly, and was not surprised to see that his rooftop lawn had been burned into a familiar pattern again. At the same time, because the teleportation location was too close to the glass door, the glass was also shattered.

"Sol, Thor, you don't know how much I 'expect' what you'll bring." Stark, grinding his teeth.

Sol, who landed like a hero, couldn't understand his voice-over. As the glass shattered completely, Thor walked into the room and gave Stark a super big hug.

"Long time no see, old friend!"

This hug directly squeezed Naqi away from Stark's shoulder.

Seeing such an enthusiastic Twoleg for the first time, Natchy was caught off guard. In order to avoid Sol's iron arm, the whole cat jumped out, and plunged into Bucky's arms without hesitation.

"Meow???"

Bucky rubbed its head: "That's Thor, also a member of the Avengers."

"What kind of evil creature is that?" Sol looked at it with his head, and quickly calmed down again. "Oh...it turns out to be a 'little monster'. Where there are intelligent creatures, they will exist."

"You know them?" Stark made a voice wanting to know more.

It's a pity that Saul didn't get there as usual.

"How should I put it? Is it a product of feeling?"

This is even more incomprehensible...

Under the dual demands of Steven and Stark, as well as the second and third premise of compensating for the broken glass and lawn, Saul had to put down his own business first and sit down to tell the story.

"They don't exist in Asgard long ago, or in other words, they are no longer 'they' living in Asgard. Anyway, it's complicated."

Thor took a sip of the beer and expressed that it was very refreshing. The wine on the earth has no energy for the Asgardian gods, so he can drink a lot, and he talked while drinking.

"According to Asgard's records, the first seeds sprouted in places deeper than hell, and they should be vague and chaotic, without a real sense of 'self-awareness'. Then, over the long years, intelligent creatures began to create All kinds of image concepts, and they will choose what they are satisfied with, and possess them, as if the soul has chosen to descend."

"And then they were born." Stark answered in a trance.

Bucky rubbed the head of the little black cat, and found that Naqi was indifferent to Saul's words.

Maybe it's because he doesn't care, or maybe it's because what Saul said is not the truth.

After all, that is just the research result of Asgard. As the domain of the Nine Realms, Bucky believes that Asgard must have very rich information from all walks of life, but those analyzes are absolutely correct?He has reservations.

"At least our little baby is not a bad boy." Stark believed what he saw with his own eyes, and didn't care about Nach's origin at all. "Okay, tell me something else, what are you doing here? My brother ran away again?"

Sol was speechless.

Others are also speechless.

"Well, Bambi is awesome." Stark wanted to toast Loki.

Sol finished a bottle of beer like he finished a bottle of mineral water.

"However, he shouldn't have any bad plans this time. Of course, I still want to take him back. Father God and Mother are very worried about him." He looked at Naqi, "Are you sure everything is okay? There is clearly something wrong here s things……"

Everyone watched Sol go around, found ZKR, and took Jeff out of the refrigerator. Amidst Stark's angry rebuke about "my donut!", Sol was successfully poked down by the top The Faceless Owl was startled, the kind that almost threw a hammer.

"I almost believe that you are learning from collectors." Sol coughed and said that he was actually very calm.

"There are many reasons and the story is very long. Do you have time to listen?"

Stark picked up Natch, the little black cat, which would become a long one when it relaxed, and he pulled it all together into his arms with both hands.

Natch looked at Saul without saying a word.

Not knowing if its gaze was too piercing, Thor gradually restrained his smile.

"Even if they show some good intentions, they must have their own purpose, and this kind of existence is not suitable for living with human beings all the time. You know this, right?"

Sol reminded.

Stark heard "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" before turning his head before pouring it out of the other ear.

Before leaving, Sol revealed the reason for coming here on purpose: Loki hated everyone in the Avengers, and he might come to take revenge.

Everyone in Fulian, who is not worried about debts, said: We must come.

In any case, it is much easier to sit on the sidelines than catch people all over the world.

Natch stared at Saul.

"What?" Stark lowered his head and asked the little black cat in his arms with concern.

"Meow meow."

Naqi barked softly, and it rarely barked twice in a row, as if expressing a long meaning.

After Damian was dragged away by Batman, only Stark was left with a tenth level of cat language, and the translation work naturally fell on Stark's shoulders.He listened, showing a subtle expression.

"Oh honey, that's not a good idea."

"What?" Steven asked.

"Our little baby has a little interest in the physiological structure of Asgardians, and he can't help but want to grab one and study it. Is this a big deal?"

Steven: ...

He figured it was time to contact Batman.In terms of Stark's self-control and moral bottom line, it is impossible to rely on Stark to stop Naqi, and it would be good not to be an accomplice.

"Don't worry so much," Bucky comforted Steven, "Thor didn't have a big reaction to their existence. It should be that their abilities don't pose a threat to the Asgardians. And..."

Halfway through the conversation, Bucky looked up at the bird's nest on the top floor.

"Is there anything in your rules about the legality of dissecting others?" he asked the Faceless Owl nestling above.

Faceless Owl lowered his head and spelled: [If I agree, I can do anything, otherwise I can’t do anything.When Natch studied you, he should have obtained your consent. 】

"Meow." Of course, I didn't cross the line.

Natch licked his paw.

Jeff seemed to disdain these rules, and let out a "Jie Jie" sneer. The hamster's little face was squeezed out of a little distasteful taste, and the faceless owl wrapped it in its tentacles, shaking vigorously. shake.

The whole face of the hamster was deformed by it shaking. Fortunately, it hadn't had time to store food in its face today, otherwise it must have been flying all over the sky.

The Faceless Owl has no face and no expression, it keeps shaking until it is silent.

[Jeff is a negative teaching material, please don't learn from it. 】

Jeff, who was slapped on the table, hummed weakly, struggled for a long time before getting up, and sat down in the corner aggrieved, and began to pluck his hair frantically, rubbing his claws, washing his face and rubbing his hair.

Natch and Faceless Owl watched it with ZKR.

"Meow." I should have healed its brain and thought patterns at the beginning.

In Natchy's thinking mode, the Faceless Owl's "care plan" is really a waste of time. It thinks that Jeff's brains are sick, and "treatment" is necessary and the best way to solve the problem means.

Oddly enough the Faceless Owl objected to this.

The weirder Batman is against this too, and much more strongly.

Thinking of this Naqi is still a little bit aggrieved?

Faceless Owl: […]

The tentacle spelled out six huge and ferocious black dots to express the faceless owl's deep helplessness for some of Nach's actions. It seems that Nach did have a strong misunderstanding of the word "treatment", which not only made Batman feel Their heads are big, and they are also famous in their circles.

"You can't do that." Steven reminded Nucky, "Batman told us you had a deal with him."

Natchy let out a cry to indicate that he remembered.

"Okay, okay, the meeting is over." Stark directly announced the end of the morning meeting.

He was still waiting for Natchy's breakfast.

Oh no, it should be "lunch" now.