The king of solo row [Comprehensive British and American]

There was a dead silence on the rooftop.

Loki's face didn't look right, his cold green eyes were condensed, and he frowned at the little girl who was looking at the phone, "Are you short of money?"

"..."

Aliya didn't know what to say for a while, now she has several million in her hand, even if she can't compare with these billionaires, but no matter how you look at it, she can't be regarded as short of money, but her situation is different from others too much the same—

"I'm not short of money," she finally said, turning around to thank you, "Thank you, Mr. Stark, but... I can afford most of the auction items here, or I can get them , thinking of this, I will not rush for something."

She was very candid.

Tony thought so, of course he knows that the other party can do it, even the little spider's battle suit system can be hacked, you must know that he hasn't researched the reason why the system inexplicably stopped running at that time, on the surface it looks like a common The signal interference, but the actual effect is to force the system to shut down, and there are many contradictions that cannot be explained at all.

However, Loki obviously didn't quite believe what she said.

At least he didn't just come to Earth. He knew that this person didn't buy anything at the auction. Thinking of this, the black-haired man curled his mouth sarcastically, "You've had a miserable life on Earth."

Alia didn't bother to argue with him, so she simply followed the other party's wishes and said without sadness: "Yeah, who made my biological parents not around, I haven't even seen them, I'm too miserable, I just Should hate them, ah, why are they doing this to me, and I should hate everyone around me, better try to destroy the world again."

Loki: "..."

No, fighting with each other is really a bad choice.

Loki's phantom has disappeared.

Arya really didn't know what he was here for. From another perspective, she felt that they were somewhat similar, maybe...

She was walking in the exhibition hall with her mobile phone in hand, staring at the rows of glass cabinets in a daze with complicated emotions.

The display cabinet was lit with lights used to accentuate diamond jewelry, and the light was folded between the transparent glass, blurring the slender and broken mobile phone target connection.

Several people in the hall cast jealous, curious and envious eyes, and whispered a few guesses about the identity of the person next to Iron Man——

Arya could totally hear what they were saying, some of the occasional offensive words, and one MP talking about how to get herself into bed, and when Stark got tired of it, seriously, this Why is this kind of person a member of parliament.

She lowered her head calmly and connected to the other party's mobile phone.

The girl calmly pressed the electric shock option, and her fingertips brushed against the smooth hydrogel film. The next second, the congressman fell to the ground in convulsions all over his body.

There was a sudden chaos in the exhibition hall, and people around gathered around one after another. Someone exclaimed and pointed to the mobile phone that had suddenly leaked power, and a quite heinous sexual assault video was still playing on it.

The pot exploded immediately.

Arya has done many similar things when she was doing tasks in Queens. She has been able to face any abnormal situation caused by herself very naturally. If she looks at her expression alone, no one can connect her with the murderer.

Tony noticed that the little girl was still staring at the pigeon blood-red ring. She just glanced at the commotion that happened on the other side of the exhibition hall, and then turned her head without interest. He was no stranger to that look. Capable people will claim to be superior to others, and they are indifferent to many things.

"The person you are looking for...disappeared? What does this mean?" Arya didn't care about the life and death of that congressman, including his political career that might come to an end. The reporters were all sharpening their knives, "Did the surveillance capture it?"

Tony asked noncommittally, "So you know her, right?"

"I don't really know her very well, so I don't mind if you introduce more, even more homicide history," she shrugged. It looks like it does, but you know... kids are always rebellious."

Tony was silent for a moment, "Are you talking about yourself or Loki? I think he might be the more rebellious one among you."

Arya: "..."

Arya nodded, "I agree, but, back to our topic, you're going to catch that... well, Bloett, that name is really weird, puffy? Seriously?"

"Who's to say otherwise, but she is as arrogant as the name, at least according to the information we can find," Tony thought for a moment, "she enjoys the pain of seeing others suffer mental torture and fear and fear. The appearance of collapsing in despair, maybe she has already guessed what Royce and those cronies are thinking, but she still pretends not to know—”

"No, I actually want to ask, there must be some other reason for you to care about her."

"We're not here just to catch her. According to Doctor Strange, no one can stop her from leaving, so," he paused, "just in case, after all, there will be many people in this auction."

Arya looked around and saw the figures of the Avengers coming into view again, Steve nodded slightly, and Bucky winked at her, surrounded by familiar superheroes.

Even Dr. Strange, the self-proclaimed Sorcerer Supreme who rejected her in the New York Temple that day, was looking at her with indescribable eyes at this moment, dressed like a wealthy socialite.

Arya wasn't cowardly at all, they didn't even evacuate the crowd, obviously they didn't really want to fight with themselves, and most of them seemed quite friendly——

She has no ill will against the Avengers or any superheroes, after all, they have indeed been working hard to save this planet that is often pilled, and what they have done is respectable.

However, from the perspective of fighting, she doesn't mind sparring with anyone, nor is she afraid of such a thing happening.

Anyway, what Tony said made her understand what they meant, not necessarily to catch that person, at least to ensure that the woman who just killed her at the Royce Manor can't do anything bad at the auction .

"So, doctor, if you're here for that woman too," Arya walked over, "do you have anything to say to me?"

Stephen didn't answer but asked instead: "How much do you know about Tenjinism?"

"... a group of people with brain problems, grabbing sacrifices everywhere and trying to complete the summoning," the girl seemed a little confused, "Of course, there are also some superpowers. When I met them, they ran a power and you Much like a mage."

"We used to study in the same place," said Doctor Strange in a deep voice, obviously bothered by this incident, "She was once a follower of Dormammu, who wanted to bring the dark dimension to our world—until someone One day, she converted."

"I don't know what it is, but," Arya listened carefully, "why?"

"She wants...to become a follower of that god and gain more power." The mage changed the subject without warning, "She is in Metropolis."

Arya wasn't quite sure what the other person meant, "Then why don't you keep catching her?"

"If I also teleport to Metropolis, she will sense me, that's why I can't track her, it will never end, but you are different."

She reluctantly accepted the statement, and planned to go anyway.

Arya contacted Old Osborn, who didn't seem surprised that the mission didn't succeed, and didn't hurry to urge her. His vague words revealed that the woman would definitely come to you again.

She wondered if she expected this to happen.

The chairman of the Lex Group is rich and powerful, and he also sent a private plane to pick her up. After landing in the metropolis, he changed to a helicopter, and it was already night when he arrived at the destination.

The city is no longer bathed in cold rain, a grand sea of ​​light ignites in the brilliant night, luxurious giant yachts are driving on the wide canals, the decks are brightly lit, even the bodyguards have different skin colors but are all alive The fragrant beauty, the gun on her lap glowed coldly in the night.

At this banquet where many villains from the evil camp gathered, Arya didn't feel uncomfortable, mainly because she was a little bored.

She was leaning on the railing and blowing the cool night breeze. The objects on the phone screen changed back and forth, and various villains with wonderful criminal records kept swaying past. Some people occasionally glanced at her, but no one really came up to strike up a conversation.

Thanks to Watch Dogs 2's abilities, Arya can hold her phone up and entertain herself for so long that she doesn't mind being alone at all.

For example, not far away, the woman who looks like a noble lady is holding a wine glass gracefully. It seems that hundreds of years have not taken away her youth, and she is still as beautiful as in her prime.

Because she was not directly watched, although Talia kept paying attention to the person next to the railing, she didn't know that all her information had appeared on the other person's mobile phone——

Daughter of the leader of the League of Assassins, and has a son with Batman.

Arya raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the information on the screen. Since the content she can scan now is getting more and more detailed, so there is no need to bother to find out what is going on with the League of Assassins. Simply put, this organization believes that Human beings are all brain-damaged and need a thorough cleansing. Most of the members are well-trained assassins.

She changed the subject without interest, and before she finished reading, the other party had already approached.

The super mercenary code-named Deathstroke, after genetic modification, is definitely the type to kill without blinking an eye——

He walked over without squinting, and never looked at those beautiful bodyguards. The bounty killer wore a blindfold, and his face was wild and handsome. Hui.

Still, Slade Wilson was a little too handsome for an old man with older sons.

The mercenary stopped as he passed her.

There were people coming and going on the yacht, the clear swimming pool was full of fragrance, the night wind blew away the smell of wine and smoke, a group of villains restrained their gestures, and occasionally someone cast a jealous look at this side.

There will always be that kind of person in this world, who can refresh your three views with his appearance.

At that moment, even though he was used to seeing all kinds of beauties, the mercenary still couldn't avoid being drawn to his eyes. The little girl happened to be staring at him too. Goblet, leaving a candy-coloured lip print.

She raised her head, even though she was stepping on five-inch high heels, she still needed to look up to each other, "Mr. Wilson."

Slade looked into the little girl's eyes wearing colored contact lenses. The bright emerald green was smudged with a blur of light, which seemed extraordinarily warm for no reason.

He raised his hand and pressed down the wine glass that was in the way, his eyes swept over his delicate and moist lips, and he said in a low voice, "Miss Black."

Aliya didn't care about the other party's movements, and threw the goblet on the coffee table not far away, and the fragile glass fell gently on the table, making almost no sound, "It seems that I am more famous than I imagined, But what absurd rumors have you heard?"

"—enough to remember you."

Arya wasn't quite sure if it was flirting, but no matter what the answer was, she didn't mind continuing, it's just that the other party obviously had other things to do, "I know your mission goal for tonight, just below Call from the deck, do you want to deal with him first?"

After about 5 minutes, the death knell came back.

The boat is full of surveillance cameras, and Arya can see every corner clearly through the camera, so she also witnessed the whole process of how he broke the target's neck and threw the body into the river, "Will Luthor mind?"

Slade saw some doubts in the little girl's eyes, and explained patiently, "If that person wasn't here, I wouldn't waste time at all."

Arya understood what he meant, and some thoughts flashed in a flash.

She didn't know what Luther invited her to do. In addition to the invitation, the task content also mentioned that Luther had prepared a gift. If the other party meant it——

"Look--"

The owner of the luxury yacht approached with a smile on his face, "Mr. Wilson and Ms. Black, this is the perfect meeting I was looking forward to."

The blond young man was pale and thin, with sharp browbones, and the cobalt blue eyes were burning with excitement, turning the strange gloom into a frenzy.

However, he was standing between two people. On the left was a mercenary licking blood, rounding out to two meters high, and on the right was the master of the Excalibur, who could look down on him completely with high heels on.

Arya: "..."

I don't know why she kind of wants to laugh.

"I don't even know how to express—" Lex didn't notice this, maybe he was used to it, the young entrepreneur paused, took a deep breath, and his expression became excited again, "Actually, I prepared a Gift, if you didn't leave in a hurry last time, you don't have to wait until now."

Arya was speechless, "The monster you created sent Superman flying, and Superman knocked me off the roof. How should I put it, it's really unexpected."

"So you were falling with the gods," he continued with that rare rapidity, his voice rising. "What was that like?"

"My feeling is," the girl tilted her head, "I don't see God in my eyes."

Lex raised his hand without warning, and clapped vigorously, "I like this sentence!"

Fortunately, he didn't take pictures for too long. At least when others looked over, he had stopped moving, but kept that contented expression, like a child who got a new toy.

"You see, hrafnkels thinks it is foolish to have faith in the gods, and the Teutonic mythology mentions that the belief of the ancient Norse is one's own strength and virtue," Lex patted her on the shoulder, "So, tell me, are you Atheism?"

"No," Arya replied without energy. This topic made her unable to ignite enthusiasm. "The concept of gods was originally created by human beings...how should I put it? You just mentioned Superman. I think he is a person who lives on the earth. A Kryptonian who does good deeds, people myth him because of his power, he is giving help, but he is rewarded with pressure and malice...Of course, there must be gratitude and kindness, but, look at you, Mr. Luther, the most typical example."

Before the other party could continue to speak, the girl paused and continued, "My thoughts do not contain any religious criticism or hatred of God. The most important thing is that it doesn't matter to me what other people think. I don't like to force others to Accept my thoughts, and in the same way, I don't care what you think."

"Well," the richest man in the metropolis laughed, "I rarely hear people say that."

Arya felt like she might be interrupting his tirade, at least the ones she was going to say, but she really had no interest in such topics.

"I heard you say presents."

"Gift, of course—"

He took out a velvet jewelry box from the pocket of his suit jacket, slowing down the movement of opening the box as if to leave suspense to whet his appetite.

Arya: "..."

Arya turned on her sensing ability, and it looked like a pair of earrings inside the box.

—Fortunately, he did not intend to propose to me.

She really wasn't too narcissistic, but this action really aroused people's imagination, and Luther was a difficult person to figure out, who knew what strange things would happen.

Arya thought quietly, if it was a ring inside, she would definitely press the box to death before Luthor opened it.

A ray of brilliant green light flowed out from the gap, and then, a pair of drop-shaped green jade earrings inlaid with white diamonds appeared.

Such an extremely brilliant color exudes an unparalleled temptation, and even said that people will probably wear two eardrums in order to wear it.

Of course Arya also likes it, but it's not to the point of fanaticism. After all, as long as the jewelry in this world is put out, she can get it——

When you realize this, those things may not be as attractive anymore.

They must be worth a lot, though.

——At least the price of a 3A masterpiece!

In this way, what game should I buy next, Alia thought blissfully, she has long been familiar with the games and prices in the watch list, and will think about the order of purchase every time she is bored. Affected by discounts, after all, there are many opportunities that cannot be missed. If you miss it, you will not know the year of the monkey until the next time.

Calm down, calm down.

The comment said that sometimes there will be large-scale discounts. Maybe this pair of earrings is enough to buy two big games. Although, it may be painful twice, but it doesn’t matter, I’m used to it anyway.

"Thanks," Arya said cheerfully as her thoughts raced, "they're beautiful..."

There was a meaningful gleam in Lex's eyes, as if this was the moment he'd been waiting for, "Do you know what this is?"

The girl smiled, and before the word Jade was out of her mouth, she heard the other party say——

"This is kryptonite, salvaged from the shallow waters of the Indian Ocean, from the remains of a Kryptonian spacecraft, you've seen its effects—"

Before he finished speaking, he noticed that the other party's smile gradually stiffened.

Immediately afterwards, the joy in Arya's eyes disappeared like an ebbing tide, leaving only a kind of disappointment and disgust, "Thank you, but keep it for yourself."