[Emotion value from Mrs. Gao +217]

Looking at the posture of the other party, Huoyun Evil God squinted his eyes and smiled playfully: "...very good, the person who knows the current affairs is Junjie. As long as you can do things for me with your heart, I will not treat you badly."

Hit a stick for a sweet date.

Regardless of whether the other party believes it or not, and what his current mood is, he will just go his own way and issue the first order.

"There are five leaders of the Hand, Madam Gao, I order you to gather them within a week."

"But…"

There was a look of embarrassment in her eyes, and seeing that the other party's expression did not change, Mrs. Gao quickly explained.

"There are two chiefs who are not in New York now, and I'm afraid they won't listen to me..."

"That's your problem, not mine."

After waving his hand to interrupt Mrs. Gao's words, Huoyun Evil God looked down at him coldly.

Madam Gao was helpless, she could only suppress her inner grievance and nodded humiliatingly.

After Mrs. Gao took her younger brother to leave, Huoyun Evil God slowly took out a green mask from his arms, and then slowly put it on his face.

The power of the mask reacted, and according to the thoughts in his heart, he immediately began to arbitrarily modify his facial features and body shape like pulling plasticine.

It was not until he was 90% similar to Jim Carrey that he made a red suit and put on a red top hat for himself.

Waving a mirror out of his pocket and looking at it, he grinned and nodded, emphasising it with a rather pleasant weirdness.

"Now... I'm Loki..."

…

Queens, on the top floor of the Four Seasons Hotel.

A lavish party hosted by the famous Stark Industries president, Mr. Tony Stark.

I heard that the purpose of the banquet was for Miss Weta, who recently had an angelic face and a devilish figure in New York City.

The layout of the scene is quite luxurious and gorgeous, and a huge chandelier is full of romantic artistic atmosphere.

Under the precious chandelier, there is a white piano.

At this time, a coquettishly dressed man with a mustache in a white suit was playing a well-known piece of music.

Tony Stark's eyes wandered, and Miss Weta, who was drinking red wine in the distance, made his eyes intoxicated.

"Pretty...the body is really great, my favorite type."

Holding a glass of red wine, Miss Weta greeted her with a smile.

After receiving the response from the other party, Tony played harder with both hands.

In my mind, I even began to imagine how the two would spend the night in a romantic hotel after the banquet.

But soon, the notes bouncing at his fingertips showed obvious pauses and confusion.

shuh…

Accompanied by the cheerful jazz music, a strangely dressed man in a red suit stepped on a coquettish spacewalk, twisted his body and came straight to Miss Weta's side.

tread…

He stopped, with a rose in his mouth, his body pressed down and rotated 30 degrees, his hands were in a weird posture one after the other, and the green mask shone on his face.

Whoa!

A huge stage light hit the two of them, and under Tony's cannibalistic gaze, he stretched his arms around Miss Weta's tender waist.

"Miss... can I ask you to dance?"

His eyes seemed to be full of magic, and Miss Weta didn't react at all, so she danced inexplicably at each other's pace.

No one responded when he rotated 360 degrees, which almost caused his foot to squat. When he came back to his senses, he was annoyed to find that the other party had drank the red wine in his hand gracefully.

Raising his hand to caress his chest and bowing, the man showed a sinister smile to everyone present.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I'm Loki, please cooperate... I want to rob..."

Very natural said something very unnatural.

"..." Miss Vita.

"…"the masses.

"..." Tony Stark.

[Emotion value from Miss Weta +0.3]

[Emotional value from the crowd at the banquet +3.1]

[Mood value from Tony Stark +83]

This is a provocation, it must be a provocation!

"Bastard, what does this kid think this place is?"

Stopping his moving fingers, Tony Stark cast a mocking glance at the gathered security guards.

They roared and charged fiercely with sticks in hand.

Loki just watched them come forward slowly, slowly took out a banana from his pocket, swallowed the banana in one bite, and then threw the banana peel at will when the nearest security guard approached. .

Snapped…

The foot slipped, and the security guard's body immediately lost his balance. Although he tried his best to show his teeth and claws, it was obviously useless, and he fell to the ground with a snap.

His angry face was twisted, and he vowed in his heart that he would grab the opponent and beat him with a stick.

But he didn't think so, and inexplicably stepped on a banana peel again.

"It's over..."

He screamed inwardly, and his body quickly fell back. The two people behind him had also been implicated in blood and mold for eight lifetimes. They didn't help, but instead pulled each other and rolled into a ball. The crowd screamed in surprise.

The swinging stick came out of his hand, rolled in the air, and smashed straight on the nose of the last security guard.

Peng…

Security, down.

"..." The banquet fell silent, only the cheerful jazz was still playing.

With an innocent expression on his face, Loki quietly turned off the music player on his waist with his hands, and secretly shoved the leftover bananas into the hands of Miss Weta, who was still confused and didn't know what was going on.

Subconsciously took the banana.

[Mood value from Miss Weta +1.3]

Chapter 4 said it all, I robbed

This incredible and funny scene caused the crowd to exclaim again and again.

A security guard shook his head and finally got up from the ground, and before he could say a few cruel words, a watermelon peel with a hollowed-out heart was directly buckled on his head.

His vision was suddenly blocked, and before he could think of a countermeasure, his feet softened inexplicably, followed by another fall.

Peng!

This time, the fall was a little hard, and without even humming, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

A Yuan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

The people around were also smiling. They were not worried about their situation, but instead carried a certain arrogance and banter, as if they had just watched a wonderful magic show rehearsed by a circus.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, everyone would have applauded.

No one present is a wealthy and powerful high-ranking person in New York, and no one will take this strangely dressed "clown" in their eyes.

However, only Tony felt a little uneasy.

"Hey, this green-faced man, can I trouble you to let Miss Vita go first?"

Quietly pressing a hidden button on the watch, Tony put on a calm expression and calmly tidied up his collar.

"If you leave now, I can still pretend that it didn't happen. If you are obsessed with it, then it won't be so trivial to solve..."

Following his warning, seven or eight black-clothed bodyguards with guns walked out from all parts of the banquet.

These people didn't say a word, their temperament was cold and like a soldier, and their silent eyes were like a machete stuck on Loki.

As if once Loki made a dangerous move, he would be shot dead.

"Miss Vitasoy."

Loki ignored them, instead putting on an affectionate expression.

"Vita... it's Miss Weta."

With a twitch, Miss Vita corrected weakly.

"Okay, okay, Miss Vitasoy."

I don't know when, Loki's mouth has caught a gorgeous rose again.

Pressing the opponent's hand on his chest, Loki spoke softly.

"Vitasoy... Can you feel the strong love I have for you?"

"...it's Vita, not Vitasoy!"

Miss Weta wanted to correct her angrily, but the pounding heartbeat in the opponent's chest was so strong that it almost jumped out.

"hiss-"

She was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand, and Miss Weta pointed at the beating heart of the other party with an incredible look on her face.

"you you…"

Accompanied by the loud heartbeat, the heart unscientifically pulled out a heart-shaped appearance.

As Loki changed his dance steps back and forth, posing in a peculiar posture of holding his heart, a pink heart-shaped bubble flew out of his chest and swayed in the air to Miss Weta.

Unable to bear, she tapped it with her fingers.

Snapped…

The bubbles shattered, and more small bubbles with sparkles poured out, flying around the two like butterflies.

[Mood value from Miss Weta +1.8]

[Emotion value from the crowd at the banquet +17.9]

[From Tony Stark's emotional value +199]

This scene is too absurd, not real enough, like a fairy tale.

There was some commotion in the crowd, Tony's face was gloomy, and he was about to order those bodyguards to rush up to rescue Miss Weta.

tao tao…

With people, Obadiah Stane rushed in from the outside in a hurry, shouting while rushing back.

"What's wrong? Tony, I got your distress call!"

The moment he entered, he saw Loki dressed in a unique way.

Obadiah didn't even think about it, and ordered.

"What are you still doing there for me? Kill him for me!"

"Wait, you're going to kill them!"

Tony Stark was shocked. He didn't expect his uncle to be so reckless.

But the extremely fast gunshots had already sounded, and he could only watch angrily as the bullets shot in the direction of Loki and Miss Weta.

The crowd exclaimed in unison and quickly pulled away, no one thought they could survive under such a hail of bullets.

"Ha ha…"

Loki let out a chuckle, and his body began to spin extremely fast, like a red whirlwind firmly guarding around Miss Weta.

It wasn't until the gunfire stopped that the whirlwind returned to its human form.

But at this time, Loki's clothes looked miserable, with bullet holes all over his body.