"Huh!" Loki looked at the iron man who fell from the sky, couldn't help laughing, opened his hands slightly, made a helpless gesture, and didn't speak, the iron man who fell in front of him didn't notice the thing behind him at all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mr. Stark, well, he's been subdued." Rogers looked at the falling steel man and couldn't help but explain, this guy didn't see the flying sword behind Loki.

"Alright! Captain. Stark didn't get the applause and cheers he used to, and he was a little uncomfortable, thinking that he hadn't caught up with the good time.

"I said Captain Rock, you can put your hands down, I'm a little uncomfortable with you like this." Stark thought to himself, looked at Loki, who was still holding his hands, and couldn't help but speak.

"It's not that I don't want to put it down." Loki took a deep breath, he just wanted to tilt his head and move, he felt that the thing behind him would pierce his heart at any moment.

Loki's appearance made Stark curious, and he couldn't help but walk over, glanced at his back, and his eyes behind the mask suddenly straightened, staring at the short sword that was uncontrolled, but automatically looked at the short sword of a terrorist, and when he stared, Natasha in the sky had already controlled the Kun fighter and landed in the square.

"Alright, let's go!" Ocon changed the short spear to his left hand, took the scabbard from the leather bag with his right hand, and said to Loki, listening to his words, Loki walked towards the rear hatch of the fighter, but in the process, his hands were not lowered, and O'Con followed him.

"W-what is this? Is it yours? Do you use magnetism, electricity, or brain waves? Stark looked at the short sword that was holding Loki and put him into the fighter, and then looked at O'Con, who was following Loki, holding a short spear in one hand and a short scabbard in the other.

"We don't seem to know each other?" O'Connell turned his head to look at the man of steel and raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, this ......" Stark touched his nose and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, on the other side, Rogers had already broken Loki's hands and handcuffed his hands into special handcuffs, and the short sword turned into a silver light after Loki was handcuffed, and returned to the scabbard in O'Com's hand, and then he casually carried it into his leather bag.

The Quin-style fighter re-flew from the square, carrying five people, and began to return to the S.H.I.E.L.D. carrier, the atmosphere in the cabin was not very good, Stark touched the dust, did not remove the face armor on his face, but was depressed there, Rogers began to question Loki, but the Asgardian prince just smiled and said nothing, Natasha contacted Nick Fury, Fury ordered to bring people back as soon as possible, and then there was silence.

Stark stood in the cabin, waited for a while, was really a little depressed, and looked at the short sword in O'Com's skin again, while O'Con was sitting with the old god and didn't pay attention to him, as for Rogers, he was worried about catching Loki, because the catch was too smooth, and the battlefield veteran found out that it was abnormal, but in Loki, he couldn't ask anything, and he was a little bored.

"Something isn't quite right!" Rogers sat down next to Ocon, glanced at Loki, and said to him.

"The person who gets the first move in chess always has a little advantage, but the person who is behind, don't be impatient, we can strike backward, because they are in front, and we can see every move clearly." O'Com comforted Rogers.

"So what do you think we should do now?" Rogers listened to the words of the rap command, and his head was a little dizzy, but fortunately, he heard the meaning, in short, it was to let them strike backwards, but how should this be controlled.

"What did he just do there?" Ou Kang looked at the captain whose personal charm was higher than that of a general, but his intelligence level could only be positioned at the level of a soldier, and he couldn't help but speak.

"There was a rock 'n' roll." Stark wanted to liven up the atmosphere as always, and at the same time show himself, but the words were not too flattering, so that the eyes of O'Conon and Rogers, who were talking, were all focused on him at once.

"Well, I mean, I missed a rock 'n' roll party, I said don't do that, this guy has fallen into our hands, he might be able to do something, but as long as we hold his life, it's all right." Stark was not very comfortable with the two of them, and the visor automatically bounced off, revealing an impatient face, as long as they squeezed Loki tightly, they were afraid of something else.

"What if you can't pinch him?" O'Com couldn't help but roll his eyes at Stark, who opened his visor and thought he had pinched Loki, and everything was fine.

"Can't hold it? You're kidding? The three of us are here, not to mention the two of you, it's just me, do you think he can run away? I said, don't you even have that kind of faith? Stark couldn't help but sneer a little as he listened to Ocon's words.

"It's not something to be confident in at all." Rogers took a deep breath and turned his head away from Stark, who felt a huge generation gap with the son of the old man.

"What's your name?" Loki looked at Stark, who was chattering, and couldn't help but smile on his face, and accosted O'Kang, who was speechless.

"Don't think about sowing discord or anything now, your brother is coming soon." O'Com couldn't get into a channel with Stark and didn't want to talk to him, and he couldn't help but laugh when he heard Loki talk.

"Boom!" In response to O'Con's words, there was a sudden sound of rolling thunder in the sky outside, outside the plane, a cloud was thick, and lightning rose, listening to this voice, Loki's face couldn't help but change slightly, looking at his changing face, Stark and Rogers' faces were a little strange, and the two of them glanced at O'Con together.

"He's the prince of Asgard, he's doing something here, and there's no one over there!" Ou Kang looked at the eyes of the two and couldn't help but spread his hands, this is not only the plot, but also some arithmetic speculation.

"Prince of Asgard." Stark turned his head in surprise and looked at Loki, who was wearing a green robe with a strange face, in his eyes, this guy was just a rock star.

"To be precise, it should be the king." Loki glanced at Stark, but couldn't help but snort and correct his words, and O'Com next to him could feel a deep obsession when he heard his words.

"Bang!" Just as everyone was talking, the Kun-style fighter shook violently, and it seemed that something had fallen on it, but at this time, the Kun-style fighter was flying high in the air, and there was something that could fall on it.

"It's coming!" Ocom felt the muffled noise above his head and couldn't help but smile and say to Loki.