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Looking at Loki's face, Schiller speculated, "Are they trying to help you up?"

Loki took a deep breath and said, "You know what? If I didn't go up to look at that, maybe I would really get lost in their rhetoric. When the Asgardians are really passionate about you, you will I think they are so genuine and friendly."

Loki's voice trembled slightly. He said, "The feeling of putting authority in front of you and begging you to drive it is the most addictive poison in the world."

His arms also began to tremble a little, and he said, "I overestimated the weight of those hatreds in my memory in the past. I admit that I have been shaken..."

"Because those hatreds are in the past, and power and honor are in the present," Schiller sighed. "Few people can really remember the past, and most are chasing the present."

"But fortunately..." Loki's tone revealed a hint of fear. He said, "Before this, I had seen the scenery above the universe and saw the final outcome of all stories. The despair is even more unforgettable."

"So how did you do it?"

"I wanted Thor to put me under house arrest, so that I could justifiably not have contact with anyone, and they wouldn't bother me again, but Thor, this idiot, doesn't agree with anything." Loki's tone again Become a bit gnashing of teeth.

"His damn, ill-timed soft-heartedness and kindness will always be the biggest hindrance to any of my plans."

"But you actually enjoyed it, didn't you?" Schiller said with a smile.

"I'm not kidding." Loki said seriously: "This was a perfect plan. I had a fake fight with him, and then he locked me up, which not only saved me a lot of trouble, but also deterred me. them."

"If someone intends to rescue me, I will betray them directly to Thor, and then Thor can deal with them justifiably. I have told him the plan at least a dozen times, but he just doesn't agree."

Loki took a deep breath and seemed very sorry, and he said, "So, I had to settle for the next best thing and find a reason to run out, but it didn't last long, because besides me, they had other candidate."

"for example?"

"They originally wanted to choose Balder. After all, he is the eldest son of the king of gods and the most respected heir to Asgard, but Balder doesn't want to go into this muddy water at all."

"Originally, he was at a standoff with Hela, but as soon as he heard those people's plans, he quickly went back to the World Tree to sleep."

"So, all that's left is..."

Loki said with a dignified expression: "Yes, only Hela is left."

"What did Hela think?"

Loki pursed his lips and said, "I'm not sure, his attitude is a bit ambiguous. I don't know if they persuaded Hela privately and are planning something. You know, I can't get too close to him."

Schiller put his finger on his upper lip, trying to suppress his smile, and said, "I think if you use a beauty trick, it may be more effective than their persuasion."

"Don't make trouble." Loki waved his hand and said, "Hella is just playing when she's bored. It's impossible to change his decision on business."

"If it's only him, I'm not afraid, but if those militants in Asgard are on his side, Thor may be in danger."

Loki leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and after being silent for a while, his voice became a little cold: "I was a little hesitant when you proposed that plan to me before, but the situation has developed to this level today. …”

He shook his head and said, "If it is not broken, it will not stand. The change of any dynasty will inevitably be accompanied by bloodshed. If the royal family does not want bloodshed, then..."

Loki opened his eyes, and his expression gradually returned to normal, but his deliberately long ending showed a chill to the bone.

Schiller looked at him and said: "In a sense, in this era, you are more suitable to be the king of Asgard than Thor. Thor is not a qualified emperor now, because he is not ruthless enough."

"If ruthless enough for him to save Asgard, but not ruthless enough for him to save himself, Loki, what would you choose?"

Loki was silent.

But his expression told Schiller that the first answer in his mind just now exceeded his expectations.

"Okay, now let's talk about my plan."

Schiller leaned back on the back of the chair, and in the French window behind him, the sun gradually appeared, and then fell lower and lower again, until it was close to the horizon, and it was another quiet evening, followed by the same quiet and silent night.

Schiller put the cold coffee aside, picked up another cup, poured himself a glass of cold water, took a sip, put the cup aside, walked back to his seat, and said with a frown: "Someone called and said that you are a master drug maker. Now, can a master drug maker ignore the taste of poison?"

Just as he said this, a female silhouette gradually appeared on the chair opposite him. It was an elegant and **** woman with long black hair and dark red lips, wearing a dark green fishtail dress with a cigarette in his hand.

"Hello, my name is Ophelia, Hungarian."

She took a breath, exhaled the smoke slowly, and said in Hungarian English, "I'm sorry I stained your coffee, but I'm sure you wouldn't mind making another cup, and I'll make another one by the way. "

"Do you like coffee in the evening?" Schiller asked, looking at her.

"Depending on the situation, if I plan to go to bed early, of course I won't drink, but tonight must be an interesting night, what do you think?" Ophelia's voice was normal, and her tone did not have the kind of coquettish temptation, but just will attract all the attention.

Schiller sat in the chair and looked at her, and recalled the image of Natasha in his mind, comparing the attractiveness of the two of them, he thought, maybe because she was not the target of Black Widow, Natasha did not. He hadn't tempted him deliberately, so he felt that Mrs. Hydra was better.

"What are you thinking?" Ophelia asked, leaning forward, placing her elbows on the table, resting her chin, and looking into Schiller's eyes.

"Thinking of another woman," Schiller replied.

Ophelia was silent.

"Are you trying to provoke me on purpose?" Ophelia leaned back again, but still stared into Schiller's eyes and said, "You've killed a lot of people recently, many of them mine."

"Yeah, you were buried in Pierce's forces, but in the end, he turned the nails back." Schiller said, "Don't stare at me with that fierce look, I'm just telling a fact."

"Anyway, your death is up, doctor." Ophelia stared at Schiller, but Schiller stretched out a hand and said, "Wait, I'll make a call."

The anger on Ophelia's face could hardly be concealed, but Schiller walked over to the telephone table in front of the door, dialed a number, and said, "Do it."

With a "click", a thunderstorm struck the roof of the old bank that had just been renovated. A few seconds later, a woman with an explosive head rushed out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and she shouted: "Doctor!

I am going to kill you!

! "

But then, the sky lit up again, and another thunder struck. Ophelia didn't have time to dodge, and was blown away directly. After she got up, black energy radiated from her body.

This energy formed a shield around her, and she raised her head and roared: "Who is it?! Come out!

"

The answer to her was the continuous falling of thunder. Because the thunder was too dense, Ophelia did not dare to use the energy shield to carry it hard. She ran while hiding, and the falling thunder chased her and continued to fall in New York State.

Soon, this peculiar weather phenomenon attracted many onlookers, and many Hydras also recognized the figure wrapped in dark energy, the famous Lady Hydra.

Above the clouds, Loki held Mjolnir in one hand and a globe in the other, and lightning bolts fell from the hammer, and the chasing Lady Hydra fled for her life.

It's not that Ophelia didn't think about fighting back, she also wanted to fly up to see where the thunder came from. The problem is that her energy is not enough. If you want to maintain the shield, there is no way to maintain its flight. If you want to fly, The shield must be removed.

She doesn't have a body that can bear such a terrifying thunderbolt, and everything depends on that kind of dark energy. Just when she wanted to extract this energy in a larger amount, she found that the demon **** she contracted couldn't get through on the phone. .

Ophelia is really going crazy. She doesn't communicate with that great being very often, but she can borrow a huge amount of power every time. Thorne's phone couldn't get through no matter how much Ophelia prayed, the big ghost Sithone didn't respond.

So what is Sithone doing?

In the great shadow dimension full of chaotic energy, a red-haired girl was holding her arms and said: "...not that we want to temporarily change the terms, the demon gods of the **** dimension united to protest, saying that the terms given to you by the sanctuary are too Too generous, this is disrespectful to their old customers."

"But I'm better than them!" Sishorn shouted: "Don't you know? Didn't you realize that you are much stronger than their waste contractors?"

"Come on." Wanda snorted coldly and said, "Don't think I don't know, besides me, you have developed many secret believers, and they are all female human beings. What do you want to do?"

Wanda showed a somewhat disgusting expression and said, "You remind me of some scumbags who step on a few boats. On the surface, they say they are the best for me, but they say that to all girls in private..."

Sishorn actually couldn't understand what she was talking about. He felt that the emotions of human beings had changed too much. He didn't understand at all. His contractor, Wanda, seemed to have only two states in a day. Angry and very angry.

There is a reason why Wanda can be so tough. She is a mutant herself, with extraordinary abilities, and her ability to modify reality can even be used on Sithone.

As long as she believes that she is a believer of Sishorn, she can provide Sishorn with a steady stream of massive power of faith. In short, it is Wanda that Sishorn chases.

Wanda is making trouble here. Ophelia keeps calling Sishorn. Although Sishorn can't understand Wanda's emotions, his instinct tells him that if he takes calls from other believers at this time, Not to mention dealing with the Holy of Holies, his Earth agents will be gone.

So Ophelia kept fighting, Sishorn kept hanging, and Ophelia could only use a small amount of remaining dark energy to protect herself, but could not fight back.

But the energy that can be stored in her body is limited~www.readwn.com~ Soon, the stock is getting less and less, Ophelia has to focus on dodging, instead of dodging one shot, hard as before. Carry two rounds.

At this time, Luo Lei changed his strategy and began to become more dense, driving Ophelia to keep moving.

She was chased like this, starting from New York State, passing through Mexico, through Colombia, then through Brazil, to Argentina, and then had to cross the Pacific Ocean to Australia.

Then from Madagascar all the way north, through Congo, Sudan, Egypt, and all of Europe, along Kazakhstan to Siberia.

After she ran to the endless wasteland of Siberia, a helicopter suddenly landed in front of her, and a familiar figure stepped down from the plane.

"Evan Brown?!

! ” Ophelia, who was unkempt and looked crazy, shouted: “Didn’t you be assassinated? How are you still alive? ! "

"...Wait! Help me!

For the sake of our colleagues!

I've been tricked by that **** doctor!

"

Gray-haired Evan Brown stepped forward, shook hands with Ophelia, and said to her in Russian: "Hello, to reintroduce, my name is Yevgeny Sakarov, senior KGB intelligence. personnel."

"Go to New York in December 1977 to perform a long-term latent mission, joining the Hydra New York State Region organization during the mission."

"And then, with your help, served in the Internal Revenue Service, the Federal Reserve, the Treasury Department, and ... the U.S. Congress."

Yevgeny smiled and said:

"Long live Hydra."

Ophelia was silent.