Hammer base - I really want to shoot something

Thor doesn't come, and no one cares about his clothes.

Loki sighed and stood by the bar, taking a sip of his cold beer.

"It seems that someone is very lonely..." The hall was terribly air-conditioned, so Loki saw Tony Stark in an expensive suit, flashing past him with a wry smile, and then Tony stood beside him, Leaning against the bar, Tony was accompanied by another blond man in a fine suit.

Loki knows him, Tony Stark's good friend + current boyfriend - Jarvis.

"Is there no one here you want to talk to? Where did your sharp and funny words go?" Tony had obviously drank a lot, and there were two blushes on his cheeks.

Loki stares at the glass in his hand, ignoring Tony as best he can, he doesn't have the energy to talk to a drunk right now. The moment Fandral entered the door, he ran towards the beauties, making jokes and trying his best to please the girls Tony invited, Loki was almost dumbfounded, until now he can hear Fandral's voice from halfway across the hall Laughter.

Tony wasn't angry because of Loki's deliberate neglect, instead he laughed and leaned over Jarvis with a smile, as if infected by Tony, Jarvis also laughed softly, the two hugged each other, and exchanged a kiss.

"He's cute, isn't he, J."

Loki glanced at Tony, now he was pretty sure Tony was talking about him.What a cutie, he glared at Tony angrily.

"Look, Jarvis, he even gave me a glare..." Tony, who collapsed from laughter, buried himself in Jarvis' chest and rubbed back and forth, taking pleasure in crumpling his shirt, stroking his hands dishonestly, as if Also wanted to unbutton Jarvis' shirt.

If this continues, the scene may enter the restricted level.

Fortunately, Jarvis stopped Tony's actions in time: "You're drunk..." Tony raised his head and glared at him just like Loki did just now.

So cute, no wonder Tony said that.

Jarvis supported Tony's waist, smiled and bowed his head to kiss the dishonest Tony, and then said goodbye to Loki.

No one can refuse an English gentleman's farewell.

But Tony, drunk and dishonest, Stark yelled loudly again at this time: "It's fun, Loki, I can assure that the people I invite this time are absolutely safe..." Before Tony finished speaking, Jarvis said Gagging him, he half-dragged and carried him away under Loki's glare.

【This dead gay】

After Tony left, there was another moment of silence around Loki, the colorful lights gave him a headache, and at this moment he just wanted to go around the bar and find a corner to rest for a while.

After walking around a corner, he heard a man's voice. He was hugging several women and talking about "games". Loki wanted to ignore them, but he caught the word "Temo" in this flaunting words .

What Teemo?

"Speaking of which, Teemo doesn't play support anymore, but I met a fool last time... He actually used Teemo as a support, and he went down the road with Xiaopao... I killed one of them with one shot, and beat them all Crying for father and mother... and that little cannon, it's really bad enough, it can't block the blow of my outlaw hahaha..."

this man. Loki narrowed his eyes, he recognized him.

Brock Rumlow from the Physical Education Department is a typical no-brainer. Apart from being taller and physically stronger, he has no other strengths at all.

Teemo, Little Cannon, Outlaw Outlaw... These three heroes put together, Loki swears in the name of Laufeyson's family, Rumlow is definitely the enemy ADC wishbone in the last game, or the one who taunted Teemo Not good, the wishbone that was blown up by the son of thunder in the end.

"So, what's the end result of that game?" Loki sneered, interrupting Rumlow's self-promotion, with evil bubbles rising inside him.

Rumlow was talking, and Loki's mocking words really poured cold water on his head, reminding him of the terrible ending of the game. Rumlow turned around and stared at Loki: "What did you say?"

"I'm asking you about the result of that game. Did you win the game with Teemo?" Thin lips curled up into a sneer, Loki narrowed his eyes, smiling falsely, he saw Looking at Rumlow who was furious, if Loki's guess is correct, the next step for brainless Rumlow would be to rush over and grab him by the collar and punch him.

But Loki doesn't care, even if he is really knocked to the ground, it doesn't matter, at most it's a little embarrassing, nothing is more embarrassing than being groped by a gay guy in the last party.And this party is really too depressing, with colorful lights, all kinds of people, and the cups of drinks that will not stop serving, and now there is a three-legged cat with teeth and claws waving its fists in front of him.

Loki thinks he may have had too much to drink.If in normal times, he can say words that are thousands of times sharper than this and silence others, moreover, he should be able to avoid Rumlow's oncoming fists in normal times. Loki didn't know what he said next, anyway, he felt that his lips were moving and talking a lot, anyway, he saw the people around him watching the show and Rumlow's red eyes with anger.

Then, there was the oncoming fist that he expected, mixed with the woman's exclamation and the sound of the wind.

Until—the fist stopped 20 centimeters away from him.

It's close enough.

Loki squinted his dark green eyes and sneered again, he seemed to see another hand on Rumlow's arm, or more precisely, a hand pinching Rumlow's arm.

He looked up along that kind-hearted man's arm, and unexpectedly met his dark blue eyes.

And the owner of those dark blue eyes... is blonde?

Thor Odinson.

Loki wished he wasn't trembling so visibly at the moment,

Sober up.