[Comprehensive British and American] Low-key superhero

"Cruciate."

As soon as I heard it, I knew it would definitely not be a good thing. Just when Peter reached out to help the injured boy, a small wooden stick that looked harmless precisely hit his chest.

With the sound of a hoarse voice, the top of the wooden stick was lit up with a red light. Peter, who had an intuition that there would be danger, reflexively waved the thing he felt was dangerous, avoiding the part with the red light on the top, and moved the small wooden stick The stick swung away, causing it to fall at least two meters away from them. The red light at the top of the stick fell to the ground, making a fist-sized crater on the concrete floor.

Doesn't seem to be doing any harm.

"What's the matter with this little wooden stick... Well, now is not the time to pay attention to such things. We are not bad people, I just want to send you to the hospital. The gunshot wound on your body is too serious. If you don't give first aid, you will Dead ones, you have to cooperate with us." Temporarily suppressing his curiosity about the stick, Peter hurriedly explained his intentions.

No amount of Peter's explanations were going to help, and it was clear that Draco Malfoy, who was in a hurry, didn't believe a stranger's intentions, especially when his wand, which never left his body, was shot down by the other party.

God, he had his wand shot down by a Muggle!This is definitely the biggest shame in his life!Even if he was weak at the time!

Looking at the wand that was only two meters away from him, Draco weighed how to get back his wand in an unexpected situation. A wizard without a wand is no better than an ordinary person, and he didn't want to become An unarmed lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Seeing that Draco didn't answer for a long time, Peter tried to reach out to support him again, and then became anxious when he saw a large piece of blood-stained clothes under Draco's cloak.

Peter, who is pure and soft-hearted, will never be able to watch someone else die from excessive blood loss in front of him, even if this person intended to attack him just now.

"Muggles... don't touch me, I don't need your help." His voice was hoarse from lack of water.It has to be said that the injured Draco Malfoy at this time was like a hedgehog, instinctively attacking anyone who tried to get close to him.

He escaped from that place with great difficulty, and now he will not believe anyone.

Seeing that Draco was getting more and more alert, Peter felt a headache and was extremely helpless. He subconsciously looked to where Qi Nan was for help, but unexpectedly missed it. Qi Nan, who was supposed to be by his side, didn't know what to do. Time has disappeared.

This change was not only noticed by Peter, but also by Draco who was struggling to retrieve his wand.Draco, who had just touched the wand and held it firmly in his hand, was still so empty of magic power, pointed his wand at Peter, but he was not vague at all.

"I'll say it again, go..."

Before the rest of the words were finished, Draco Malfoy, who was covered in thorns all over his body, fell down in front of Peter, rolling his eyes. Behind him, Qi Nan was holding a stick that looked like he would be beaten. The painful baseball bat made Peter inexplicably feel a chill down his back.

Great, it's much quieter now.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the lenses refracted a penetrating white light under the moonlight at the right time.When Peter had a BB with Draco, Qi Nan had already instantly appeared behind the opponent and knocked him out.

By the way, he first teleported to the physical education textbook room of the school a few kilometers away from here, found the baseball bat and then teleported back, and he will return it later.

Peter stared dumbfounded at the stick in Qi Nan's hand, opened and closed his mouth, unable to speak for a long time, and it took him a long time to realize, "What! My God, Qi, what the hell did you do! This is the wounded, He will die!"

Peter even changed the tone of his speech. In his 15 years of life, he has never seen a person treat the wounded with such a rough method. Hitting a wounded person's sap really won't kill anyone?

Rushing to the fallen platinum boy in a hurry, Peter didn't know what to do for a moment. Should he check his injured abdomen?Or the head that was hit by Qi Nan?

My God, is this considered murder?

"Don't worry, he's not dead." Compared to Peter's anxiety and fear, Qinan looked quite calm.If he was going to die, this man would have died long ago, didn't Peter notice that his wounds were bleeding much slower than ordinary people?Coupled with the fact that he was beaten out with a small wooden stick, it was obvious that this guy with shiny hair was not an ordinary person.

Qi Nan had a hunch that he was in trouble again.He who had never sighed before suddenly had an urge to sigh, and really wanted to throw people here directly.

Of course... this is not allowed, he is not cold-blooded to the point of dying.

Peter wanted to send the fallen Draco to the hospital, and thought that Qi Nan would do so. After all, only the hospital can treat gunshot wounds, but apparently Qi Nan had no such plan.

Putting his hand on Peter's shoulder, the other hand casually grabbed Draco's hand. The place where Qi Nan moved was not the hospital that Peter thought, but directly returned to the house he was renting.

Going to the hospital is tantamount to causing trouble. Gunshot injuries are different from other injuries. Maybe the doctor will choose to call the police as soon as he sees the injured, and it is inevitable that he will be questioned by the police.Qi Nan didn't want to attract attention. God knows that during this period of time, he didn't even dare to use teleportation even when he went to a part-time job in order to avoid the vague sight.

The cost of taking the bus every day is enough for him to enjoy the deluxe extra chocolate ice cream several times.

"Why don't you go directly to the hospital?" Peter was never ambiguous when it came to saving people, so when he found himself transferred to Qi Nan's house, he was out of breath.

"It's so noisy, Peter, come and help me cut off his clothes." Ignoring Peter's questioning words, Qi Nan moved neatly, and put him on the only bed in the bedroom the first moment he returned home .

"You can heal! Yes, Qi, you are a superpower. Does it mean that when you put your hand on the wound, you can emit healing light, and then the wound will heal, just like... an angel?" Obediently obey Qi Nan's command, Peter's eyes were full of expectations for Qi Nan's ability, and then Qi Nan returned a different look.

I have to say, Peter, your imagination is too rich, he is not omnipotent enough to have the skills of a nanny.

The method Qi Nan used was quite simple and rude. Since the wound was still bleeding, it meant that the bullet inside hadn't been taken out, so all he had to do was pull out the bullet.As for whether the other party will die during the process of pulling out the bullet, Qi Nan thinks the chance is not great, and Platinum Shao who fell on the bed seems to have extraordinary life-saving means.

The treatment process that will bring shadows to Peter is omitted here. We only need to know that after Jinan took out the bullet in Draco's abdomen, Peter swore that he didn't want to see him a second time.

Draco Malfoy, whose life was hanging by a thread, was successfully rescued that night. At the same time, a local tycoon in New York also encountered some troubles.

"What did you say? Steve and Clint lost contact with the headquarters after arriving in the UK? This is simply the funniest joke I've heard this year." In the middle of the night, Tony, who was tired all day and was about to rest Stark suddenly received a call from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Steve and Clint, Captain America and Hawkeye lost contact within a few days of entering the UK, and they disappeared suddenly without warning. Is this a joke for him?

"Listen, Tony, this is not a joke." Maybe it's because of the blindfold on his left eye, which makes Nick Fury look very daunting. As the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he would not take this kind of thing joke.

Hydra is making a big move in the UK, and the reason is to get something.

To make this evil organization that has been lurking for many years, able to bend and stretch, and extremely difficult to deal with, to get something even if it is exposed, does not need to use the brain to think. Nick also knows that once they succeed, it will be for S.H.I.E.L.D.... no, for the whole world Neither will be a good thing.

Steve and Clint had already arrived in the UK as soon as they got the information, but Nick never expected that the two superheroes would completely lose contact shortly after stepping into the UK, even Clint intentionally The signal tracker placed on the body cannot receive the signal.

It was as if something blocked the messages and made them disappear out of nowhere.

From a certain point of view, Tony Stark still respects Nick. Under Nick's serious expression, he quickly put away the extreme indecentness and frivolity on his face.Wiping his tired face with his hand, he tried to gather his spirits, but obviously he failed, "Well, Stark's artificial satellite is lent to S.H.I.E.L.D., what's the matter, we'll talk about it in three hours."

He hadn't had a good rest for several days and nights, and finally found time to rest for a while, and then received a call from Nick, who said that he needed to rest for a few hours before he could think normally.

After getting the relevant information from Nick, Tony, feeling extremely tired, leaned back and buried his whole body in the sofa. Then, as if he remembered something, he opened his mouth and said to the empty living room.

"Jarvis, is there any result from that kid's investigation?" He seemed to have almost forgotten that there was such a thing.

"No progress, SIR. The daily monitoring did not find anything wrong." The advantage of having Jarvis is that it will intimately record everything Tony needs it to do, even if he himself has completely forgotten it. Same.

"What did you say? Nothing unusual?"

Twelve days of Qi Nan's low-key life: I still borrowed the baseball bat