My double is steve

"You said Hawkeye was injured?"

Hearing what Nick Fury said, Fang Mo was also stunned.

He subconsciously glanced at the coquettish little ender dragon in his arms, his face full of disbelief: "No... this thing can hurt people? Isn't it a pet?"

"That's what you thought."

Nick Fury said: "Don't you think that everyone knows witchcraft like you, or can take out legendary treasures at will? Do you know what New Yorkers call you now?"

"What's the name?"

Fang Mo asked curiously.

"God on earth." Nick Fury said: "I'm serious, although you didn't join the Avengers, this does not prevent some people from worshiping you as a god."

"It's decided, start protecting New York from today!"

Hearing this, Fang Mo clapped his hands suddenly: "I will attack immediately, and when I encounter criminals, I will chop off their heads, peel off their skins, and hang their stomachs upside down on the trees to show everyone. A criminal's paradise."

"You wait for me."

Nick Fury said quickly: "Are you protecting New York? If you really did this...I'm afraid you are the most terrifying criminal in New York?"

"Violence is the necessary means for me to enforce justice." Fang Mo said with a wave of his hand.

"Your one is called executing evil."

Nick Fury raised his forehead: "By the way, you did the same thing in Asgard, right? Didn't the people in God's Domain think you were looking for trouble?"

"Oh, I exterminated a race called the Dark Elves."

Fang Mo said indifferently: "It is said that it is a very ancient race, but I was thinking about stealing other people's things all day long, so I wiped it out."

"Just stealing other people's things, and you wiped out the family?"

Nick Fury couldn't help asking: "Do the Asgardians have any opinions on this?"

"It's what they stole from Asgard."

Fang Mo spread his hands.

"..."

Nick Fury rubbed his temples with a headache, the dim light shone on his body, I don't know if it was an illusion, but it always felt like his face was getting darker.

"Wait, were you just defending the dark elves?"

Fang Mo said suddenly: "You don't think stealing is not a big deal, do you? I didn't expect you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, to rebel. I'm going to send you to Xandar to pick alien cotton."

"Go to the street to uphold justice, I'm too lazy to care about you."

Nick Fury finally couldn't help it: "I'm serious, you are more troublesome than those hydra hiding in the dark..."

"Oh, then I'm leaving."

Fang Mo nodded, and then directly opened a space door to leave.

"etc."

Nick Fury said suddenly.

"Why?" Seeing this, Fang Mo asked with a smile, "I can't bear to leave, do you want to hear more jokes from hell?"

"I don't want to hear a word of those words."

Nick Fury said: "I just want to remind you that your little dragon is not a safe thing. You'd better prepare more food for it."

"Oh? How to say?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo also looked down at the little Ender Dragon.

The other party opened his beautiful big purple gemstone eyes, and cast the same gaze at Fang Mo, then rubbed his chest affectionately, and let out a light snort.

"Its appetite is beyond my knowledge."

Nick Fury said: "Your little pet, I doubt it gets its nourishment from any organism... from grass to earthworms, frogs in the river, trees on the street, my leash, stray animals on the road, Even hair, nails, it eats almost anything."

"Eat everything?"

Fang Mo was a little surprised, and then glanced at the little Ender Dragon in his arms: "Then...does it eat shit?"

"I don't know, I haven't fed it anyway."

Nick Fury shook his head: "If you are interested, you can feed it."

"That's fine."

Fang Mo shook his head, then raised his hand.

Steve's stand-in next to him cooperated and took out a piece of raw meat steak. When the Realization Ability was activated, a white light flashed, and Fang Mo's hand immediately appeared a piece of frosted beef the size of a washbasin.

When the little Ender Dragon saw this lump of meat, his eyes straightened.

I saw it paw and pull Fang Mo with its small paws, and spoke in an intermittent tone.

"Mom... hungry... want to eat..."

"I'm not mom, I'm dad."

When Fang Mo heard this, he also corrected it a little, and said with a smile: "Hey, just call Dad and I'll eat it for you."

"mom, Mom, Mom……"

"It's Dad."

"Mother……"

"dad."

"mom…"

"dad!"

Seeing that the teaching was fruitless, Fang Mo was also a little depressed: "I Zhuo, this dragon is not really a dead dragon, is it? Won't it be called Dad?"

"Yes... Mom..."

The little ender dragon shouted again.

"never mind."

In the end, Fang Mo chose to give up and put the meat on the ground. Seeing this, the little Ender Dragon immediately flew over, wagging its tail, and opened its mouth to bite the beef.

Even though this little guy is still a larva, the speed of eating meat is unambiguous. The two rows of small jagged teeth can bite off a large mass of raw meat with a slight tear, and then swallow it whole, and can't wait to bite it. Another bite, and a third of the portion was eaten in the blink of an eye.

"Can you understand what this little guy is saying?"

Nick Fury also asked curiously when he heard Fang Mo's communication with the Ender Dragon just now.

"Translation magic." Fang Mo stared at the little ender dragon eating, and explained casually: "Don't talk about dragons, if your cotton can talk, I can help you translate a few sentences."

"Can you leave out the cotton?"

Nick Fury couldn't help but touch his forehead.

"oh."

Fang Mo nodded, then stretched out his hand, took a watermelon from Steve's hand, and squatted on the ground to tease the little Ender Dragon: "Come on, dear son, eat some watermelon."

"Meat...delicious..."

The little Ender Dragon shook his head like a rattle, and then continued to eat beef hard.

"If you don't eat it, your uncle Ni will eat it in a while."

Fang Mo threatened: "He likes to eat watermelon the most. Do you know why he was blind? He went to steal melons when he was a child, but it turned out to be so dark that he was regarded as a watermelon. It's..."

"..."

Hearing this, the little Ender Dragon first looked up at Fang Mo.

Then it looked at Nick Fury.

After hesitating for a long time, the little Ender Dragon finally stepped on the beef with a small paw, and then started to gnaw on the watermelon.

"Why are my eyes so blind, don't you have any idea?"

Nick Fury's nose is almost crooked, what kind of Juntu and Yun are these, he has never even heard of them as an American.

"It's not what you said, you can't mention cotton."

Fang Mo spread his hands.

"Tititi, you can mention it as you like." Nick Fury said, "Tomorrow I will contract a cotton field, and I will pick some from it occasionally. Is it okay to satisfy your evil taste?"

"That's great."

Hearing this, Fang Mo took out a handful of seeds from his arms and handed them over: "Come on, take this."

"What's this?"

Nick Fury took it with a little doubt.

"Magic Cotton Seeds."

Fang Mo said: "This thing is a good thing, don't look down on it, do you remember the milk you drank on the space carrier before? The quality of this thing is as good as that milk."

"You almost gave me that glass of milk."

Nick Fury raised his forehead and said, "If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be fighting among ourselves."

"No, no, exactly the opposite of what you said."

Fang Mo shook his head with a smile: "Infighting between you is inevitable. If there is no such incident to bring the whole team together, this so-called alliance will be nothing but a mess."

"You always have your reasons."

Nick Fury shook his head helplessly: "In short, don't mention the past. Compared with those, I am more interested in your translation magic. Can the languages ​​​​of aliens and beasts be translated? Can you understand? Does the cat talk?"

"untested."

Fang Mo shook his head and said, "But I guess it won't work."

He really hasn't tested this aspect. Considering that ordinary cats and dogs have relatively low IQs, even if the Sinicization module can be translated successfully, Fang Mo reckons that what he hears must be very strange.

If I had to give an example, it would probably be:

Dog: Master is my god, I want to hang out with master, hissing.

Cat: Why do these two-legged beasts circle around me every day and steal my papa? Does he like eating shit?

Seagull: I'll go to the pier later to order French fries...

...

While the Little Ender Dragon was eating, Fang Mo also had a few more conversations with Nick Fury.

Of course, it’s not about complaining this time, after all, it’s okay to quarrel occasionally, but it’s boring if you keep talking venomously, right?

And through a brief exchange, Fang Mo also learned about the good things his pet did.

Although the Ender Dragon is just a larva now, it is the final boss of the original MC world after all. The little thing suddenly roared like a dragon.

To be honest, Nick Fury didn't take it seriously at the time.

After all, the dragon had yelled at him before, and according to Fang Mo, it seemed to be a greeting or something.

Hawkeye also didn't take it seriously, and even thought that this little thing was so unique, and wanted to reach out and touch it, but unexpectedly, something bad happened suddenly.

A purple light suddenly lit up in the little guy's throat.

Immediately afterwards, a purple flame, or something like dragon's breath was sprayed out by it.

This thing is obviously not an ordinary flame, but some kind of unknown energy. The moment all the surrounding substances come into contact with this dragon's breath, they immediately start to disintegrate and collapse. If it wasn't for Hawkeye's quick reaction, he would probably be gone. .

But even so.

He still suffered very serious injuries and is currently being treated in hospital.