People set up shop in Marvel, and it just became Doomsday

"By the way, there are a few more things I almost forgot to mention. Heimdall, please take out your sword first." Before leaving, Moan suddenly slapped his forehead and said to Heimdall apologetically.

He rolled his eyes and finally pulled out the Bult Steel.

The two brothers who were about to return also turned around when they heard this. Thor said: "Moan, is there anything else?"

"Remember your cheap elder sister, right?" Mo An smiled, "Your father should have told you."

"I know," Thor nodded. "It is said that he followed his father to pacify the Nine Realms a long time ago and made great military exploits. However, he later disagreed with his father's ideas. After being expelled, he even sent troops to attack Asgard, but was suppressed by his father.

.”

"That's right, it's him." Mo An nodded, "Loki's soul was snatched back from her. She used some... um, tougher methods."

"She is an indispensable part of Asgard's Twilight of the Gods. You must deal with her carefully."

"I understand." Loki nodded, "My brother and I will be careful."

"One more thing, Loki, please come here."

Loki looked at Thor after hearing this, then walked to Mo An and listened to what he said in a low voice.

In Thor's eyes, he could see surprise, anger, despair, and finally happiness flash across Loki's face from time to time, which made him feel very strange.

"That's it, do you understand?" After speaking, Mo An smiled.

Loki nodded heavily, "I understand, I will definitely complete this matter."

"Okay," Mo An smiled with satisfaction, "Then I'll leave."

Heimdall re-inserted the Bolt Steel into the ground, the portal slowly turned and lit up, and Moan disappeared in the light.

On the way back to the Golden Palace, Thor asked curiously: "Loki, what did Moan tell you?"

"Some matters related to the fate of the people of Asgard." Loki said lightly: "For this reason, I may have to make a trip myself."

"When the time comes, you will be the one to protect Asgard, brother."

Thor became serious upon hearing this, "Don't worry."

...

After Mo An returned home, he first accepted the heart-warming ice coffee from Wanda, and then began to read the newspaper that had been sent to him when he was not on earth these past few days.

"Let me see, Tony Stark declares war on Mandarin and announces his home address, Mandarin attacks Tony Stark's residence, Tony Stark fights back domineeringly, President Ellis is kidnapped, Mandarin

Behind Darling is Dr. Killian."

"It seems that the plot of Iron Man 3 has also passed during my absence." Moan took a sip of coffee and murmured, "I guess Tony is having a sweet time with Potts now, so I won't disturb him for now."

"The Falcon and the Winter Soldier will be released next. I wonder if S.H.I.E.L.D. is still willing to release the Winter Soldier after losing the Hydra agent?"

"Oh, it's such a small fight, it's really frustrating."

Mo An stretched out, feeling a little bored.

"How about we go take a look?" With this thought, Mo An turned to Wanda who was busy in the kitchen and said: "My dear, do you want to go out and play for a while?"

"Why?"

...

In the early morning in Brooklyn, a sturdy black man was jogging around the lake when suddenly a figure quickly passed him and said "on your left."

He didn't pay attention at first, but every time he was passed by that person, he would say, "On your left."

Thinking it was just a little joke at first, the black man chuckled and said, "Okay, to my left, I get it."

However, this situation continued until morning!

Seeing the man behind him running towards him again, the black man couldn't help but said: "Stop talking, stop talking!"

"On your left."

"屮!"

Looking at the person getting farther and farther away from him, even though he ran with all his strength, he still didn't close the distance at all.

Finally, exhausted, he slowly walked under a tree to enjoy the shade, breathing heavily.

"Do I need to see a doctor?" It was that familiar voice again.

He chuckled in a low voice, "It doesn't work even if the doctors come here. I think I need to replace a lung directly."

He looked at the white man standing next to him and said, "You ran 13 miles in just half an hour."

"If you get up late, you have to run more." The white man laughed.

"Really? Why do I remember you shouting 'on your left' right next to me before dawn?"

The white man smiled and said, "Which army are you from?"

"Fifty-eighth Division, Air Rescue Unit, now with Veterans Services, Sam Wilson."

"Steve Rogers." Steve pulled him up.

"I can guess that." Sam smiled. "After sleeping for seventy years, do you feel scared when you wake up and see that the world has changed drastically?"

"You have to get used to it slowly." Steve thought for a moment and smiled, "After all, strictly speaking, I haven't been discharged from the army yet."

"Yes, when I was in the army, I had the ground on the ground and the sky on the quilt. Now when I get home, lying on the bed feels like lying on marshmallows."

"Yeah," Steve agreed, "I feel like I'm sinking to the ground."

"Actually, it's not bad now. Anyway, food has gotten better. I used to only know how to cook, but polio can be cured. There is also the Internet. This Internet is really powerful. I can read a lot of things on it, and maybe I can keep up with the times.

.”

At this time, Steve took out his mobile phone, and Natasha sent him a message, "Sam, I have a mission. Thank you very much for running with me, if that counts as running."

Sam laughed and said, "As for saying that?"

After shaking hands, the two went their separate ways.

...

Over the Pacific Ocean, a Quinjet fighter jet roared past.

"The target this time is a mobile satellite launch platform." A SHIELD member who replaced Crossbones in the play introduced to Natasha and Steve, "Lemuria."

"An hour and a half ago, when the pirates boarded the ship, they were launching the last satellite."

"What does the other party want?" Steve asked.

"Fifteen billion." The S.H.I.E.L.D. member replied.

"so much?"

"There's no way, because it's SHIELD's ship."

"So I really hate wiping Fury's butt." Steve said, holding his forehead and saying, "How many pirates are there?"

"Twenty-five." He swiped the screen, and a middle-aged man's photo and basic information were presented in front of several people. "They are all top-level mercenaries, led by George Bacto, a former official of the operations department of the General Administration of External Security.

Most Wanted on Interpol's 'Red Notice'."

"Before being deported to Gaul, he carried out thirty-six assassination missions without any failure."

"What's the situation with the hostages now?" Steve asked.

"Most of them are technical personnel, including a third-level agent named..."

"Pietro Maximov."