Mei Man: Starting from the Dimension Demon

Chapter 3 I am Loki, robbery! !
With a simple stride, the body leaps forward.

Dapeng spread its wings!

Like a ferocious falcon preying on its prey at high speed, no matter how Madam Gao changed her position, Huoyun Cthulhu just stretched out her hand and hooked it.

Snapped.

Pain in the left shoulder, like a giant Buddha pressing deeply on her body, Mrs. Gao froze and knelt down involuntarily.

She was horrified in her heart, covered in cold sweat, and tremblingly begged for mercy from Huoyun evil god.

"My lord, please let me go, I am willing to surrender."

After saying those words, Mrs. Gao felt that the arm that was left on her shoulder, which was made of steel, first tightened and then loosened.

After a while, the voice of Huoyun Cthulhu faintly came from behind her.

"Very well, I am in New York this time and I need some subordinates to do things for me."

The resentment in her eyes was almost overflowing, never had Mrs. Gao suffered such humiliation! ?

With both legs bent, the body slowly moved upwards, and with a spin of the footsteps, he brought a palm that had already accumulated Kunlun Qigong and pressed hard on the chest of Huoyun evil god.

"Death to me—"

Peng! !

"." Madam Gao.

[Mood value +179 from Mrs. Gao]

Without even a slight sway in his body, Huoyun Cthulhu lowered his eyes and said in a disdainful tone.

"You don't even have the strength to beat people, and you still say you're in the underworld?"

What an insult? !

[Mood value +199 from Mrs. Gao]

Snapped--!
I couldn't see Huoyun Cthulhu's attack at all, a black shadow flashed in front of my eyes, my cheek hurt heavily, and my body was thrown high from bottom to top, spinning 760 degrees in the air, drawing a straight line with my face against the ground, and screaming with a slap He fell to the ground.

Silently withdrew his palm, Huoyun Cthulhu wiped it on his body in disgust.

No other meaning. Afraid of getting dirty.

"What else do you have? You can use it anyway."

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, Mrs. Gao spat out a tooth tremblingly coughing up blood.

"Cough cough."

There is distress in her heart, she knows that today she fell, the sea fish hit the seagull, and kicked the iron plate.

Straightening her posture, Mrs. Gao dropped her body to the ground and shouted respectfully on the ground.

"My lord, please forgive me, I am sincerely willing to surrender!"

Her eyes were extremely resentful, and she could only surrender in order to live.

[Mood value +217 from Mrs. Gao]

Seeing the other party's gesture, Huoyun Cthulhu narrowed his eyes and smiled playfully: "Very well, those who know the current affairs are outstanding. 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 start to issue the first order in his own way.

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

"But."

There was a look of embarrassment in her eyes, seeing the other party's unwavering expression, Mrs. Gao quickly explained.

"Two chiefs are out of New York now, and I'm afraid they won't listen to me"

"That's your problem, not mine."

Interrupting Mrs. Gao's words with a wave, Huoyun Cthulhu looked down at her coldly.

Mrs. Gao had no choice but to suppress the aggrieved heart, and nodded in humiliation.

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

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

It wasn't until he was 9% similar to Jim Carrey that he conjured up a red suit and gave himself a red top hat to wear.

Waving a mirror out of his pocket and looking at it, he grinned and nodded, with an eerie emphasis that was rather pleasant.

"Now. I am Loki~"

Queens, 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 is for Miss Weta, who has an angel face and a devil figure in New York City recently.

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

Under the precious chandelier, there is a white piano.

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

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

"Beautiful. The figure is really great. It's my favorite type."

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

Receiving the other party's response, Tony's hands played harder.

In my mind, I have even started to fantasize about how the two will spend a good night together in a romantic hotel after the banquet.

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

Swish.

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

tread.

He stopped, with a rose in his mouth, turned his body 30 degrees, and put his hands in a weird pose, with a green mask shining on his face.

Whoa!
Huge stage lights hit the two of them, and under Tony's cannibalistic gaze, he reached out to wrap his arms around Miss Weta's tender waist.

"Miss, can I ask you to dance?"

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

After turning 360 degrees, there was no one to respond, and almost sprained his feet. When he came back to his senses, he was annoyed to find that the other party had already gulped down the red wine in his hand.

Raising his hand to his chest and bowing, the man smiled evilly at everyone present.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I am Loki, please cooperate. I want to rob~"

Very natural to say some very unnatural words.

"." Miss Vita.

"."the masses.

"." Tony Stark.

[Mood value from Miss Weta +0.3]

[Mood value from everyone at the banquet +3.1]

[Mood value from Tony Stark +83]

This is a provocation, it must be a provocation!

"Asshole, what does this kid think this is?"

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

They roared and rushed over fiercely with sticks in their hands.

Loki just watched them step forward slowly, slowly took out a banana from his clothes pocket, waited to swallow the banana in one gulp, and then casually threw the banana peel away when the nearest security guard approached. .

Snapped.

The foot slipped, and the oncoming security guard immediately lost his balance. Although he tried his best to bark his teeth and claws, it was obviously useless, and he fell to the ground with a slap.

His angry face was distorted, and he vowed in his heart that he would grab the opponent's stick and beat him up, and he straightened his upper body with all his strength.
Unexpectedly, I stepped on a banana peel again inexplicably under my feet.

"It's over."

Crying inwardly, the body leaned back extremely quickly, and the two people who followed were also implicated by him for eight lifetimes of blood mold. They didn't help, but they tugged at each other and rolled into a ball. The crowd screamed.

The waving stick came out of his hand, rolled in the air, and hit the nose of the last security guard.

Peng.

Security, down.

"."

The banquet fell into silence, 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 hand, and secretly stuffed the leftover banana into the hands of Miss Weta who was still in a daze, not knowing what happened.

Subconsciously took the banana.

[Mood value from Miss Weta +1.3]

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(End of this chapter)