The king of solo row [Comprehensive British and American]

"There is only one person who can use that sword, and I... know who she is."

In the dead silence, Saul said this, as if he felt that the wording was not correct, he thought for a while, "At least, I know her mother."

There was silence in the hall where the Avengers gathered, only the intermittent sound of collapse came from the video that was being played back repeatedly. Tony paused the playback, "Is it the story of your protoss' love-hate entanglement again?"

"It's not that complicated." He looked at the stagnant picture, the mosaic was blurred, and only a few colors could be distinguished. Sol grabbed the hammer suddenly, "Where is she, I'm going to see her!"

"and many more--"

"No, I want to go back first," he gave up before going out, and looked back at his comrades, "Is there a picture of her?"

Everyone looked at Tony.

The latter looked back at them: "What?"

"You went to see her again later," Natasha said from everyone's heart, "and you had a great conversation."

"If you're referring to the time when she just said she was an ordinary person and disappeared in my car, and there was a power outage at the playground, and the Ferris wheel broke down and scared a lot of children to tears," Tony recalled the relevant scene , "I think this is open to discussion."

The red-haired female agent raised her eyebrows, "So you didn't take pictures?"

"Since I can scan her with sunglasses and take a screenshot of it so I'm supposed to do that? No, I didn't, and she's not a criminal," Tony turned to Thor, "However, she did mention that she was arrested Picked up, not adopted, I think there is a big difference, as for the others, black hair, very beautiful, wearing colored contact lenses..."

"Wait," Sol suddenly responded to the question, and he repeated it in doubt, "Black hair? Are you sure?"

"Sure," Iron Man froze for a moment, "Although I didn't scan her, I should at least know that it's a real person and not a holographic projection."

"It's impossible," Saul's expression became more and more strange, "all the people in their family have blond hair."

Everyone looked at him in unison.

The heir to the throne of Asgard, His Royal Highness the First Prince of the Asir Protoss, the God of Thunder and Lightning, with golden hair——

"No!" He obviously understood the expressions of his comrades, "It's not me!"

"But you just said that you were not sure about her father." Bruce Banner raised his coffee and noticed that everyone was looking at him. "He said it himself, at least he knows who this lady's mother is."

"He's talking about genes and hereditary probability," Tony added, seeing Thor didn't immediately understand, "for example, if her father had black hair..."

Thor seemed lost in thought.

The other Avengers watched his face change, and finally got worse, more and more unbelievable, as if some catastrophe was about to happen, "Oh, it's not true, no—"

When someone entered the door, the blond god was gnashing his teeth and swallowing two vague syllables, before he had time to greet him, he hurriedly flew away with his hammer.

The Avengers watched his figure go away in the sky, only Bucky looked at everyone unconsciously: "What did Loki do again?"

"..."

Beyond the Earth, Superman has returned to the Justice League headquarters satellite, and Wonder Woman is waiting for him in the watchtower.

The base is built in a geosynchronous orbit, tens of thousands of miles away from the surface of the earth. Outside the porthole is the familiar water blue of the earth. The star that is the source of life, hot golden yellow, radiates a huge amount of energy equivalent to tens of billions of hydrogen|bombs per second.

Kryptonians are invincible under such light, so they become gods.

… Psychic attacks are another matter entirely.

With her back to her comrades in arms, Diana Prince stood in front of a screen playing a blurry video. She was tall and tall, with black hair and a shining golden-red armor. .

She is a descendant of the God King of Olympus and the Queen of Amazon, and the thunder and lightning that traverses Kyushu is galloping in her blood. This demigod turned her head and asked her partner with concern: "Are you okay?"

Diana showed him two videos, from the monitoring of the streets of Brooklyn, and another courageous citizen. The street outside was demolished in half, but he still dared to stick the camera rod out of the window and barely captured it. Some scenes of Superman fighting with unknown superpowers.

...If that is considered a fight.

"It's all my fault," Clark watched the video several times, feeling extremely regretful, "That sword, there was a voice talking to me all the time, I couldn't control that emotion, I don't actually remember what happened, only That intense anger and hatred—”

"Do you remember what they were talking about?"

"No." Superman said guiltily, "...I almost killed her."

Diana looked at the dodging people in the video, "I don't know if this can comfort you, because I have heard about that sword——Levatin, that is the sword of eternal victory, the branch of ruin, the last wielder Someone can destroy a planet with a single sword, so it is also called the Star Terminator."

She paused, "I mean, the owner recognized by the Sword of Victory must have something special about us that we haven't known about."

Although he understood the meaning of the other party, Clark was actually not comforted. He felt that he should apologize, and that the Justice League would bear the compensation——

Far away in the manor in Gotham, Mr. Wayne, who had just been awakened by the butler, suddenly felt a little cold.

new York.

Arya woke up drenched in the park, with faint and crisp birdsong echoing in her ears, the shadows of the lush trees around were swaying, and the warm sunlight in the morning penetrated through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and fell mottledly on her face.

—better than being resurrected in a dumpster.

She thought to herself, wiped off the water on her face, stood up and walked towards the high embankment of the river, leaned on the railing and looked down, only to see the ripples spread out in circles, a foam rolling The white waves rowed away into the distance.

The girl lowered her eyes, calmed down a little, and took out her mobile phone from the different dimension.

After unlocking the lock screen, news feeds from various social platforms and browsers popped up one after another. Posted a blurry video, it can be vaguely seen that the one fighting with Superman is a girl with black hair——

Or be beaten unilaterally.

Arya: "..."

The citizens of New York are so amazing, they can even stick their mobile phones out of the window to secretly take pictures at this time!

Although she is a mosaic in the surveillance cameras, she seems to be in a normal state in the shots of passers-by. This has caused her to become popular in a very strange way for no reason.

Although anyone can see that she has been being beaten unilaterally, but in that situation, I am afraid that the game will be over in less than two seconds, not to mention that she was taken away by a giant dragon in the end, and Hai Long came out of the water. The picture of Zhan Yi made many people scream. In such a short video, the plot is full of unexpected surprises, and the scene is comparable to a blockbuster movie.

Those editors who got up early in the morning like chicken blood, wrote a bunch of nonsense articles in a mess——

#The most unlucky villain was born, he was beaten half to death as soon as he came out#

#In the wrath of the gods in the world, walk coquettishly!So she turned out to be...#

#Crying moment: the story that the girl and the dragon have to tell#

Arya: "..."

That video didn't capture her face clearly!What's wrong with these people!

She closed these meaningless windows, looked at her task menu, and changed the sorting method of the tasks before, according to the newly appeared reward amount from high to low, so the task at the top——

Arya almost gasped at this number.

Not long after, a stretched Rolls-Royce Phantom parked on the street near the park entrance, and passers-by couldn't help but stare.

The bodyguard in a black suit respectfully opened the car door, and the young girl sat in with her head bowed.

Her thick curly black hair was wet, and her jacket and denim shorts were soaked with water. She just sat on the expensive handmade leather seat, with her long white legs crossed, and she didn't seem to care for herself. feel any discomfort.

"Aaliyah," the dark-haired girl briefly introduced herself, "nice to meet you."

A young man with dark brown curly hair was leaning on the seat, his face was handsome and had an indescribable artistic temperament, with a bit of melancholy that could make girls' hearts beat, and some anxiety was hidden in the deep pupils.

"Harry Osborn," he stared at him closely, "you were beaten up by Superman this morning?"

Arya: "..."

Arya took a deep breath, "Your father already asked me on the phone, but he said it more tactfully than you."

Harry gazed at her thoughtfully.

Even though his background and experience are far beyond the reach of others, he was shaped with the goal of becoming the heir to a huge business empire since he was a child. From his seemingly superior family background to the growth experience given by the poor father-son relationship model, he is more than his peers. People need to mature a lot, however, when facing people with superpowers, many general rules no longer exist.

Superheroes aren't the same, but they're just part of the larger circle, and there's someone who's completely uninhibited, wild and unrestrained like a wild dog—

However, Harry also realized that the other party's attitude was not arrogant, she just treated ordinary people like that, without awe to please envy and envy, to be honest, he also felt that he had nothing to be envied and envied, "What did you do to Superman?" What?"

Arya: "..."

In good conscience, I didn't do anything!

Arya just handed her beloved partner over to Superman for a look—

At that time, she was not worried at all, because she knew in her heart that as long as she moved her mind, Levatin would disappear into the hands of the other party, and she would listen to her call again.

What is 100% certain is that this weapon belongs to you completely and will not be snatched by anyone.

Of course... She didn't think Superman would want to grab something, she must have wanted to get a closer look out of doubts.

So what the hell is going on?

Arya also wanted to know what Levatin did, why Superman seemed to be stimulated, and she almost died. Although she probably deserved it, it wouldn't matter if she refused at that time.

Besides, isn't it normal to be beaten because of incompetence? Instead of complaining, it's better to find a way to make yourself stronger.

The Rolls-Royce drove through the uncongested streets in the morning, and sped towards the Osborne family's estate.

The girl sighed, "That was... an accident, but I must admit that I can't beat him."

"I watched the video," Harry concluded curtly. "You almost got killed."

"..."

——It seems that this is also true.

The gate of the manor slowly opened to both sides. The dark car passed through the small square with a fountain and stopped at the gate of the main house. The driver and bodyguard in front opened the doors for the two people in the back seat respectively.

Arya saw the trees with withered leaves and the withered petals behind the fence. The well-groomed manor contained a certain decadent atmosphere.

Like the master here.

She meets Norman Osborn in the study.

He was leaning on the leather swivel chair behind the long table, his face was ugly as if he was dying of illness, but there was a strong dark breath in his eyes, making people wonder if he also often travels to the border of hell, or has a demon friend or a housekeeper by his side of.

The head of the most low-key group among the super-rich rarely shows up in the media. In recent years, it has even been rumored that he has been seriously ill, and he has never appeared in public again.

"Tonight, there will be a dinner party in the Metropolis, and I want you to steal the ingredients of this serum reagent from Luthor's mobile phone," Norman threw the tablet to her, this action seemed to consume a lot of his strength, he gasped , "For a powerful hacker like you, I don't think it will fail."

The latter took it and scanned it at a glance. She has long been familiar with hacking mobile phones, "No problem... Will the travel expenses be reimbursed?"

This task seems a bit urgent.

Arya could vaguely guess that the so-called reagent might be related to the other party's illness.

After all, before that, she was still busy in the streets of Queens helping people solve domestic violence, beating thugs who peeped and stalked others, drug addicts with outstanding debts, finding lost pets for the elderly, etc. The most rubbish The mercenaries will not do things.

Of course, it's just that others can't understand that the tasks selected by the mobile phone for her all have rich rewards far beyond ordinary people's guess.

However, these missions, including the dead cultists, and the fact that she was just beaten up by Superman this morning, can't change it. She is indeed a complete rookie in this line of work.

——So Norman must be in a hurry, there is no one available around him for the time being, and he doesn't want to let go of the opportunity.

In other words, he had tried many times, but they all failed, and he found himself only when he was in a hurry and went to the doctor.

At noon, they arrived in the metropolis by private plane.

The strange thing is that this city near the east coast, which is always full of sunshine, turned out to be dark and rainy at noon, and it seemed that there was a mass of heavy black shadows surging in the iron-gray sky, which made people feel oppressed for no reason .

Alia's hometown is not far from here, and she can enter the city within an hour's drive. She has been here many times and is very familiar with the subway lines.

"Your accent is very similar to people here," Harry said casually. "You went to school in Metropolis?"

Arya didn't want to answer this question seriously, "Almost."

"Well, tonight's banquet, don't bring any weapons—"

He also thought that the other party was a person with superpowers. Judging from the video, the so-called weapons didn't need to be carried behind their backs, they were basically magic side props.

Harry paused, "There will be a lot of big names, and Luthor even invited the Italian Mafia."