Transform In The World Of Marvel

"We've got to tell them they're back," Rice said reluctantly. "Otherwise it would be a nasty surprise.""

Banner's hands twisted on his knees. "I think he already knows.

"How to do it?"

"That cloth? The one from Thor's cape, from the box? From them, I think. From Chita. That's how they told him, wherever he went, He is not safe with them.

"Why?" Pepper asked, eyebrows furrowed in concern and sympathy for Loki. "Why did they follow him and scare him like that? What did they want from him?"

"Scared," said Team Rice gloomily.

"sad"

Loki lay, trembling, on the icy stone, eyes closed, and Thanos paced up and down before him, wielding a long, cruel knife, gleaming in the starlight.

"Weak and pathetic. No wonder~ they reject you."

The knife fell, the sharp blade ripping through Loki's chest, blue venom glistening in the wound. Loki twitched, arching back in pain, the venom running through his veins like fire, and the pain paralyzed his lungs and he couldn't breathe.

Thanos slammed the boot onto Loki's outstretched wrist, and several bones snapped at the sudden impact. Loki's eyes widened and he stared at the sky with glassy eyes, the white pain in his arm burning, and the poison still flowing from his skeletal body. However, if he dared to make even the smallest sound at the bloody muzzle, he would realize what awaited—the horror.

"You can't escape me"

Suddenly, everything was blurred, and monstrous shapes spun as the darkness descended, and Thanos' malevolent voice was the only sound that could be heard.

"I know where you're hiding, Jorton. Do you think you're safe? Fool. I watched the gatekeepers take you away. I've watched poor humans shelter you. They thought they could handle me. You thought they could win ." A high, icy, ruthless laughter echoed. "In the end, you always kneel on the ground."

"You lose, Thanos. 99

The bullet was aimed at Clint's head, hitting a fraction of an inch, and the archer ducked, spinning, and shooting at the gunman, who fell to the ground and the shaft pierced his knee. Clint rushed over, leaned himself against the wall, and two others fired a round of bullets at him;

He jumped up, onto the low branch, and aimed the knife at the first man's leg. The man stumbled, causing his partner to trip over him; Clint jumped, both were hit in the head, and they would be incapacitated for at least the next hour. Clint looked around for more attackers, ran down the hallway again, and slid to an empty black door adorned with a keypad.

"You didn't give me the code, Black widow," Clint said, pressing a finger to his earphone.

"When did you need the key to open the door?"

"Well said," Clint grumbled. He swung an explosive arrow, shot it into the door, and fell to the ground when the wall exploded. He jumped to his feet and rushed into the room, a small office with dim lighting. Documents were littered around the room; Clint pulled a huge amount of safe out of the corner and inserted the knife into the lock, Then plug the knife away and ignore it. Inside were large rolls of cash and a dirty yellow envelope.

"Got it," exclaimed Clint, grabbing the money and envelope and running back down the hallway. He galloped past the man he had beaten and ran into the elevator at the end of the hallway.

"Did you get the letter?"

"Yes"

"Anything else?"

"Nothing to be angry about. 35

"More money? Clint, you'll be in trouble again. Strictly speaking, we should give it to S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Angry people don't hurt him," Clint replied with a smile. The elevator door opened, and he rushed out of the hall and out the door. The streets outside were dirty and messy, and the eyes of pedestrians were fixed on the pavement, hurriedly walking, wearing thick coats against the cold air.

"I'll never understand why you love this place so much, Black widow," said Clint walking down the street. "Every time I'm sent here, it's as cold as the North Pole." "

"Oh, stop whining, go back to base. If you're not here for the next three hours, I'll make sure you complete all your E country missions next year."

Clint grinned, took a set of keys from his pocket, and opened a black car parked on the sidewalk. Once inside, he put the bow on the passenger seat and took out the sunglasses from the glove compartment. "Three hours, Black widow?" he asked, starting the engine. "I want two cups.

Two hours later, when Clint arrived, Black widow was waiting. "Did the mission go well?" she asked as they reached the bridge.

"Definitely," Clint replied. He handed her the envelope. "What the heck is that thing?

"This is a list of members of a terrorist organization." Black widow stopped and slid her business card along a panel next to a tall grey door that opened to reveal the helicopter bridge. "They're planning an attack sometime next week. 99

When the two agents approached, the anger turned around. He hands Black widow's envelope to Agent Hill. "Make sure Miles and his team can do that," Free said. Hill left immediately, nodding to Clint and Black widow as she passed.

"Is everything all right, Barton?" Hill asked angrily, disappearing from the hallway. Clint nodded.

"I went in, got stuff, went out. Like you said."9

...... ask for flowers ......

"It would help the situation in Moscow, it's just a question -"

"Chief Fury!" a sharp voice called from Roar. The anger stopped suddenly, looking at the agent who was speaking to him.

"What's up?

"There are huge amounts of energy surges over Antiguo. That space portal, Thor's Gate two years ago, has reopened!

"Bring me a watch from town," Free ordered. Before long, the sound of several cameras appeared on the screens around him; he, Clint, and Black widow checked anxiously. After Thor's first visit, they could see little out of the ordinary from the cameras and other equipment left by the shield, except that the desert town was covered with dark, menacing clouds, a second layer of clouds getting darker.

"Guys," Black widow said, pointing to a far-right screen. A lone figure walked ferociously down the middle of the street, the red cloak churning behind him, a large hammer clutched tightly in his right hand.

Jane knelt on the floor next to her telescope, coffee in one hand and a small wrench in the other. She tried for a few seconds to loosen one of the screws before realizing she had turned the wrench the wrong way.

"Oh, Jane," she said to herself, "right tight, left loose, remember?" Thor came to visit a few minutes ago, her head still spinning, and she was trying to get back to the moon she had done before Observation, which made her sad. The visit was strange: Thor was obviously happy to see her, but his head was elsewhere. He's been talking about finding Loki, his crazy half-brother - who sent the destroyer two years ago and destroyed half of ny a year later. Apparently Loki is here again.

But being sheltered by the Avengers? That doesn't make sense to Jane; but, again, most things below the stratosphere don't.

Three knocks on the door stunned Jane. She jumped up, turned and dropped the coffee. "Damn," she muttered, grabbing the old jacket, throwing it over the brown puddle, and scurrying to the door. She hurriedly opened the door, not wanting to check who was outside.

"Sorry, I spilled my coffee, do I know you?" Jane said quickly, staring at the two people in front of her. One was a man in sunglasses and a tight black suit with short brown hair and a grin on his sharp face; the other was a woman in a similar uniform but with a plain face face, with short, red curly hair.

"Black widow and Clint, we work for S.H.I.E.L.D.

"S.H.I.E.L.D? Oh" Jane's expression darkened. "what do you want?"

Black widow smiled friendly. "We just need to ask a few questions. Have you spoken to Thor recently?"

"Yes, he's here," Jane replied in surprise. "How did you know that? 35

"Energy readings from the portal" Clint pointed to the sky stem.