Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet!

The two women who didn't see eye to eye, sprayed on the spot.

For Natasha, the red house is the nightmare of her life, a nightmare, a demon, and the shadow of fear that has tortured her for countless nights. Anyone who has anything to do with the red house is blacklisted by her, especially Dottie.

The name Dottie Underwood is bolded and blacked out, crossed out with a red pen.

Natasha will never forget how her amiable teacher Dotty tortured her body, mind and soul to death. Although Dotty was not the mastermind, she acted as an executioner, and it was she who personally created Natasha, who was as beautiful as a poppy. With this hatred, Natasha gave Dottie a hard lesson at the graduation ceremony, and snatched the code name of 'Black Widow' from her.

Natasha hated Dottie, and Dottie didn't like Natasha either. The teacher was surpassed by the students and severely humiliated, enough to be listed as the most humiliating scene in Doty's career as an agent. Because of Natasha's excellence, Dottie has become a dispensable outcast. If she hadn't kept back her hands, she might have become the manure of the KGB long ago.

It stands to reason that Dotty, who escaped from Siberia and ended his dark first half of his life, should say thank you to Natasha, but this is not the case. Dotty spent her entire life in assassination, infiltration, and missions. Without the mission, she didn't even know how to live. If it wasn't for the angel Carter in her heart, Dotty would have died in an alley where no one cared.

The bond of fate made them incompatible like a drama!

But women, after all, are elegant creatures. Everyone is a goddess who is highly anticipated by everyone. If you tear it up in public, you really can't hold back this face. Therefore, pulling hair and scratching the face will affect the image too much, just greet the other party's family cordially.

“@#萨￥%……吱@!#$%^\u0026amp;*(!@汁#$\u0026amp;”

"Bus %#￥%*浪￥*(!@...妈#"

She yelled like a shrew!

On the other side, Dr. Gold and Dr. Banner, who used to fight in Manhattan, stared at each other for a long time before withdrawing their scrutiny.

"No wonder they dared to let me on this ship. It turns out that emergency measures have been prepared for a long time." Dr. Banner laughed. He remembered the first heart attack on Hulk and then the headshot. He remembered it clearly.

"Dr. Banner, you are too humble, I am not your opponent."

"Speaking of which, I don't know your name yet?"

"Gold! You can also call me the orc Garuru!"

"Orc Garuru is your silver werewolf transformation? Dude, your transformation is so much cooler than mine. Not like me, green, which sucks."

"Dr. Banner, I used to think you were a grumpy person, but I never thought you were so optimistic."

"It's just for self-entertainment, I don't want to be controlled by the monster in my heart!"

The two chatted briefly, and unexpectedly found that the other party looked quite right, because they also carried the burden of monsters, and for a while they felt a little sympathetic to each other. As for the escalating scolding war, the two women and the two experienced men consciously chose to ignore it.

Normal men would not choose to set themselves on fire, except...

"Wow! Look, it's so lively here!"

A frivolous voice sounded, and Stark came over with swaying dance steps in a flirty red suit. Steve followed behind him, his face was not very good-looking, obviously baptized by his poisonous tongue. Stark is worthy of the name of a young master of death. After 30 seconds, he used his strength to offend everyone.

"Two ladies, you have such a good relationship! Both of you have red hair, are you sisters? But after careful comparison, there is still a difference... Well, the long-legged lady has flat chest, while the plump lady has too thick legs. Tsk tsk, sure enough There is no perfect woman in the world. But it’s okay, I’m not picky. XXX250, my room number, it doesn’t matter if you come together!”

"This must be Dr. Banner! I have known you for a long time, and I am your fan. I always think that you look amazing after transformation, and it turns out to be green!"

"And Mr. Werewolf, do you usually look like this? To be honest, it's a bit unacceptable. Come, hold a claw!"

Steve, who was acting as a crowd of onlookers, was shocked. He wanted to persuade everyone not to be as knowledgeable as Stark, but he retracted his words.

Q: What happens when you throw Stark in the lineup without the Iron Suit?

Steve was looking forward to it, and he was also eager to try it. He glanced at the camera in the corner, trying to figure out which angle to start from so that he would not be photographed.

In the entire meeting room, except for Stark who was still nagging, the other five people fell into a strange calm, looked at each other, and stood in five directions one by one.

Seeing that a brutal and bloody incident would follow, Adjutant Hill suddenly opened the door and walked in: "Everyone, we found Loki's trace."

"where?"

"Stuttgart, Germany, at No. 28 Kuning Street, Rocky appeared at a charity fundraising party."

"The alien rich man came to Earth to do charity... Can I think he is provoking me?" The big capitalist Stark spread his hands, indicating that he is the leader of the charity world.

Hill ignored Stark, and continued: "Captain, Natasha, let the two of you set out immediately and bring him back."

"clear!"

"I'm leaving now."

Steve and Natasha walked out the door in response, and Dottie followed. Out of a woman's competitive spirit, she didn't want to be compared by Natasha.

"Hey, what's that bald guy thinking? Does he think Iron Man can't compare to a veteran with a pension?" The pushy Stark was not far behind, and defeated an alien in front of a European audience. How could such a cool stage Can do without him.

Hill didn't stop it, which was equivalent to acquiescing. He glanced at Banner and Gold who stayed where they were, and reported the situation to the African chief. Dr. Banner, who had been trying his best to avoid appearing in the city center, was taken to the laboratory, and only Gold, who was resting on the ground, was left in the room.

...

Germany!

On the north square of Kuning Avenue, the black crowd knelt together, even though Loki was alone, they still obeyed and crawled on the ground, daring not to resist. As Loki himself said, human beings respect the strong in their bones, and they need a supreme king. Loki's nonsense angered an old man, who was a bit upright, and he bluntly pointed out that Loki had a bad face.

His face was swept away in the public, and Loki, who had a strong self-esteem, put away his hypocritical smile. He raised his scepter to make an example of others, and let people know the fate of resisting him.

The blue energy bomb was fired from the scepter, and in the next second, flesh and blood were torn apart. At a critical moment, Steve descended from the sky, raised his shield to block the old man, and bounced the energy bomb back directly.

With a muffled bang, sparks shot out from Rocky's armor, and a big horse fell to the ground. It hurts but it doesn't hurt, but the key is to hit the face!

Having been swept off his face again, Loki raised his head and stared at Steve with a flushed face, and stood up through gritted teeth. Seeing this, the crowd kneeling on the ground panicked and fled in all directions. Loki glanced at them lightly and let them run away.

"The last time I came to Germany, there was someone as arrogant as you, and then he died." Steve was referring to the greatest actor of the twentieth century, implying that Loki was as doomed as Mustache.

"An outdated veteran." Loki looked at Steve's attire with disdain, and the quaint LOW wind rushed towards his face.

"You're even more outdated than me." Steve snapped back, really wanting to dig deeper into his clothes, Loki's attire is definitely at the antique level. In the new era of global informatization, it is no longer fashionable to put horns on the forehead.

The Quin-jet fighter was suspended at an altitude of 20 meters. Natasha activated the hanging weapon to aim at Loki, and her voice came out of the loudspeaker: "Loki, put down the weapon and surrender."

Loki smiled evilly. For him who holds the identity of the king of Asgard, asking him to put down his weapon is tantamount to humiliation. Murderous intent flashed in his icy eyes, and he decisively raised his scepter and fired an energy bomb.

Loki's actions blew the horn of a duel, and the Quin-jet fighter in mid-air, under the control of Natasha, dodged the energy bomb without any risk. But Rocky, who hadn't had time to stop, was punched hard in the face by Steve who rushed forward.

"Snapped!"

With a slap-like crisp sound, Loki swayed, with anger written all over his face. He is not the Thor who was demoted to the mortal world back then. He still has divine power, and his physical fitness is much better than that of people on earth. It's just that Steve, who was at the peak of the human limit, punched him with all his strength, but it only made him lean back a bit, like a mosquito bite, the pain is not worth mentioning.

But pain and face are two different things. The aloof Loki couldn't bear the humiliation of being slapped. He roared angrily, "Man of Midgard, you are courting death!"

Rocky, whose full name is Rocky Lawfison, has the royal blood of the Frost Giants flowing through his body. The blood that made him feel extremely inferior, not only gave him a powerful magical talent, but also allowed him to obtain speed and strength far surpassing most races in the universe. Whether it is melee or magic, he has a unique skill.

Steve obviously didn't expect this. In his opinion, the thin Rocky should be a magician, and melee combat is not a concern, so he paid for his contempt.

Thanks to book friends 'please call me tank sama', 'wandering god', 'ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' for their rewards!