[Comprehensive + Fulian Thor] Liars and Juvenile Offenders

Jumping on the plane, India breathed a sigh of relief.

She touched her neck, but the pain was still there, so the girl couldn't help scolding Loki in a low voice.

"Falling in love with the evil god?" Natasha, who was driving the plane, asked suddenly. She turned her head and squinted at the girl teasingly, "I can't tell, is this a stranger?"

India cut it: "Don't you see that I'm disgusting him?"

Natasha smiled: "I really didn't see it."

The girl stopped talking, she turned her head and looked at the roof of Stark Tower, where the dark green figure was still standing there straight.

Beside him are Captain Rogers, Iron Man, and Thor, the god of thunder. Just looking at his back, he can feel the heavy anger on Thor's body.

India held the Destroyer Gun in her arms and touched the body of the gun.

"I went back to find my mother just now." She said, then leaned on the back of the driver's seat, and said to Natasha, "She wants that man, not me."

Natasha smiled: "Isn't this normal?"

Yes, this is normal.

India thought she should have thought it through long ago.

Even though he became a prisoner of the people in the courtyard, Loki in the cell still looked arrogant and inviolable.

When India passed by, the first thing she saw was Loki standing outside the cell, with chains locking his upper body, but he was still leaning against the wall with an indifferent and mocking smile on his face.

The girl hooked her mouth, not being fooled: "Put away your illusions, do you think I will be deceived again?"

"Okay, you win," Loki in the cell gradually appeared, he looked at the girl, thought for a while, and deliberately provoked her, "Forget about you and say, I used this trick to kill that ant .”

India's footsteps paused, she raised her head, looked into Loki's dark green eyes, suddenly smiled, and spoke lightly.

"So I kissed you and got it back."

The girl smiled brightly and sweetly. She rolled over and sat on the table next to the console.

"How about it, how does it feel to be 'blasphemed'?"

"But I'm not at a disadvantage," Loki said with a smile, his voice was low and irresistible, "you don't think I've ever kissed a woman in my long life, do you?"

"Of course not. If you haven't kissed a woman before, then I will wonder if you love Thor."

India said, shaking her legs and smiling.

"And it's not the first time I've kissed a man. I've kissed many people before you. By the way, I have to count how many you are."

After all, she counted seriously.

Loki looked at the excited girl counting on her fingers.

Suddenly unhappy.

Seeing that Loki didn't respond, India, who was pretending to be happy, also closed her mouth embarrassingly. She touched her nose, feeling a little silly.

The two looked at each other and neither spoke.

"I've known you for a while," the girl seemed to be talking to herself, "Why do you always look unhappy?"

Loki didn't speak, he stared closely at the corner of the ceiling in the room, there was an inconspicuous red device shining slightly on it, he just looked in that direction for a moment, and the earphones worn by the girl in front of him rang.

"India, are you okay?"

The girl replied: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Loki looked at the girl, the burn on her forehead was not completely healed, the hair was covered with ashes, and the clothes were covered with mud and blood.There were a few scratches on his face and a gash on his lip. Although he had never dealt with people in Zhongting, any beautiful girl should care about her appearance.

But obviously, the beautiful red-haired girl in front of her has never even treated those wounds.

"Your face..." After looking at it for a while, Loki suddenly said, "Your face is bleeding."

India was stunned, she thought the other party was going to mock her again, unexpectedly, she reached out and touched her cheek involuntarily, then, the sudden sting made her frown.

The girl knew that she had injuries on her face, but she didn't pay attention to how serious it was.

"Seriously?" India asked subconsciously, "Do I look scary?"

Loki looked at her for a moment, then returned to his indifferent expression.

"It's still early."

"Loki, tell me, have you heard of Ragnarok?" India thought about it, and decided to ask. After all, in the original sin, not only the Atrium is about to be overthrown, it seems that Asgard is also inevitable.

The other party is an authentic Asgard person, and he must know more about Ragnarok than girls.

Loki looked at her for a moment and asked, "Why should I tell you?"

"So you know?" India responded quickly, "Let me tell you straight, the original sin is brewing a plan, I don't know what it is, you interrupted my investigation."

The man smiled: "Have you always liked to take care of things that have nothing to do with you?"

Hearing the contempt and disdain in his tone, the girl frowned.

"Do you have to talk like this?"

The man was silent for a moment when he heard this.

"That's just a prophecy," Loki looked at her, and said mercifully, "but I'm not interested, because now I'm very interested in another thing."

After saying this, the man suddenly approached India, and before the girl could react, he put his finger on her forehead.

India only felt that her eyes went dark, and then the scenery around her changed.

"Loki—" she yelled viciously almost subconsciously, "what the hell are you doing?!"

But soon, the girl felt a chill creeping up her spine.

Because the scene in front of her was all too familiar.

The ruined New York, the crawling four-legged monster, the fleeing crowd, and the man holding the little girl in his big generous hand.

"No, these are all fake..." India looked at the man who was no different from her memory, and kept reminding herself not to be disturbed by it, "It was all made by Loki, he had no good intentions, It's all fake... Ashley, your dad is dead..."

She muttered to herself, hoping she wouldn't get caught up in the memories.

The man protected his daughter, picked her up, and dropped the ice cream on the ground.

They were about to cross the road between the buildings.

India closed her eyes.

She knew what was ahead, where a high-ranking government official was trapped in a car, bleeding profusely.

And the little girl with red hair is about to make the worst judgment in her life.

"No...no..." India murmured, but she couldn't control herself after all, and cried out like a collapse, "No, no, no——Dad!"

She ran over, trying to stop the man.

But no one could see her, and no one could hear her.

The things that have already been experienced are replaying before her eyes like a movie replay. Although she was the party involved in the past, she is now an outsider.

Powerless to stop, she could only allow the two people in front of her to repeat the same mistakes.

"Dad...don't go..." India yelled in pain, "Dad—"

She watched as the man approached the car little by little, dismantled the door, and then pulled the man with blood on his face to lie flat on the other side.

India covered her mouth, tears rolling down her face.

This is the most frightening moment in her memory, and it has always appeared in her dreams over and over again for seven years.

She knew exactly what happened in the next second. The girl closed her eyes in despair, not daring to look again.

And Loki suddenly appeared next to her, watching the next scene with relish.

When he saw the monster clawing at India's face with its sharp claws, the corners of his mouth, which had always been smiling, suddenly drooped. He turned his head, looked at the obvious scar on the girl's forehead, and asked her: "You always felt that your father's death was related to you?"

India was shocked by this question: "Of course."

She answered almost subconsciously, took two steps back, and leaned against something.

The girl opened her eyes and found that she had returned to the cell where Loki was held. What she leaned against was the enclosure of the cell, which was made of special materials and technology. If no one touched it, it was almost invisible. The thing stands here, but once it is touched by someone, it will immediately enter the alert mode.

India leaned on it and saw the alarm go on. If she didn't leave, there would be high voltage electricity coming in.

At this moment, she suddenly felt Loki pushing herself.

The moment the girl staggered away from the enclosure, the alarm went off, and she supported the console with one hand, her head hung down, her expression unclear.

"Is it good, Loki," India whispered, "is my pain good?"

Loki suddenly smiled: "Actually, we are very similar."

"We're not alike at all, at least I don't have a hobby of spying on pain." India sarcastically wiped away the tears on her face, "I'm not as capable as you either."

"So it's just like."

India glanced at him, and suddenly smiled again, but it was a sinister smile.

She walked to the cell, put her hand in through the gap, grabbed the front of the man's clothes, and pulled him close to her. The girl gritted her teeth and said, "Don't, don't, don't let me know the secret in your heart. Otherwise, I must return it to you a thousand times!"

Loki's face, which had been magnified several times, was stuck in front of her, and there seemed to be only a thin piece of paper between them. If it wasn't for the fact that she couldn't hurt him, India wanted to punch him very much.

However, before her impulse was formed, the other party suddenly smiled at her.

Afterwards, Loki kissed the girl's soft lips.

Unlike the girl who ran away after kissing, Loki's kiss was quite serious.

It was so serious that India's whole body was stiff and she didn't dare to escape.

Loki's eyes fell on the red monitor, and he blinked triumphantly at it.

……

Before leaving, Thor said that he would take Loki back to Asgard to be imprisoned, so they had to go back together.

Natasha gave India a weird look, the latter was full of anger, her eyes were as sharp as a knife, and she wished to cut Loki into pieces.

"This task is entrusted to you." Natasha said, putting something in India's hands.

The girl looked down and saw that it was a special metal mask.

Natasha smiled at her: "Wear it on your mouth to prevent him from using words to confuse others, or... do other things." She meant something and said it a little ambiguously.

India twitched the corners of her mouth without a smile.

"Then I want you to give me a nail/gun."

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