Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Such a sentence is probably intended to create a mysterious and deterrent atmosphere.

But apparently it didn't work.

The two Avengers heroes standing opposite were expressionless, not at all moved by the title of "Supreme Sorcerer", and they didn't know what the Supreme Sorcerer was.

It's a little embarrassing.

Stephen was still standing there with his back straight.The red cloak moved behind him without any wind, gently twisting the left and right corners.

The mage's low voice is very magnetic, and the air spreads over, whirling softly in the cochlea, like all comfortable sounds.

Tony didn't speak.

He should be full of vigilance against this uninvited guest who trespassed in his private house, and it was true, but his unfriendly eyes swept over, and inexplicably also looked at the other person's beard.

After watching for a second or two, he closed his eyes because of the movement in his arms.

Daisy woke up at a bad time.

The small body was wrapped in a thin blanket from head to toe, like the soft stuffing of Italian dumplings, the big eyes were half-opened, first he opened his mouth and yawned, then he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes slowly, feeling a little dizzy stupid.

The red mouth is the color of cherry, tender and tender, and can be provoked to bend when touched.

The blond-haired baby was particularly lively when he woke up. He saw his father as soon as he opened his eyes. He reached out to touch his beard with his little hand, and pouted to kiss him.

Not wanting her old father to be so ruthless, not only did she not want to give her a gentle bobo, but she also pulled up the blanket to cover her more tightly.

Tuanzi's chubby legs kicked wildly.

When Tony made these movements, Stephen just watched silently, without urging him.

He has always been very patient with time.

In comparison, Thor's tolerance for time is much worse, such a person appears out of nowhere, says something inexplicable, he is not good at guessing charades, but he still knows how to ask questions.

"I thought wizards on Earth should be like those in movies." He shrunk the flesh on both sides of his cheeks, and gestured in the air with his hands without hammers, "Wear a pointed hat, ride a broom..." He said not quite Sure, turned his head to look at Tony, "Riding a broom is not riding a dragon, is it?"

Stephen was expressionless.

If you want to be honest, he is not completely expressionless. When Thor mentioned the word "wizard", the corner of his mouth first curled down, then changed his attitude, and turned up. The whole face is not very obvious, and the person standing opposite is not a micro-expression expert, no one pays attention to this detail.

Of course, if there is a micro-expression expert, it is much easier to interpret his statement.

Before becoming Mage Strange, Stephen was obsessed with Doctor Strange on the operating table, and he was best at breaking spinal cord fusion. Up to now, he still insists that he is a doctor, and he once hated the title of Mage.

Wizards are simply worse than wizards.

But he soon felt that it wasn't so bad.After all, what stood in front of him was just a god with a not very bright mind.

Far better than Dr. Stephen Strange.

So he just retorted lightly: "It's a mage. It's best to call a doctor."

"So now there is a mage watching us." Thor said, and asked Tony again, "Aren't the people on Earth the best at writing laws? You have that human... privacy law..."

He forgot what the law was for a moment, and Tony didn't bother to recall, hugged the little daughter in his arms, and looked at Stephen: "What do you want to do?"

"It's better to say it in another place." Doctor Strange raised his lips.

With a wave of hand, time and space change suddenly.

The large circle of light flew so fast that Thor raised the hammer in time, and Tony turned sideways, covering Daisy's face with his arms.

But there was no pain reaction of any kind.

However, the light suddenly dimmed. Looking around, I found that I had teleported from the villa to a big house with not so much light and full of retro atmosphere.

"It's not teleportation, it's a time-space portal." Stephen said.

"Where is this place?"

False and real, real and false, changing back and forth, Thor almost hit someone.

"In the temple in New York." Stephen said again.

More like a museum.There are glass cabinets with exhibition stands everywhere, and there are lion head statues, long sticks, earthenware pots, and iron shackles like torture tools, which remind people of some dark history in the European Middle Ages.

"You can sit down." Stephen said again.

As long as they sat down, Thor and Tony couldn't even control their bodies for a moment, they only felt the weightless feeling of falling, and they were already sitting on the leather sofa when they came back to their senses.

The sudden fall made Daisy very excited, she let out a cry of joy in the blanket, poked her head out of play, and looked around.

She immediately saw Doctor Strange sitting across from him, his big eyes were wide and round, and he was not afraid.

But soon stop looking at him.

Because his back was simple and crimson, and Ge You's paralyzed cloak on the back of the chair tilted the collar like an animal at this moment, just for her to see, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't love it.

Tuanzi is too small to know that the cloak moves in the real world is a weird thing, but it's also good.

"I'm here to convey a word." Stephen stretched his shoulder blades, put his elbows on the armrests on both sides, and folded his fingers together in a typical business posture. "Saul Odinson, your father Odin wants to see you."

"Just for this?" Thor tilted his body. "When I get in touch with Heimdall, I can fly back to Asgard to meet my father immediately. You don't need to tell me, wizard."

"I don't know if you can go back to Asgard, but Odin." Stephen smiled, "Let me tell you, take your brother Loki, who made trouble in Asgard, to Earth meet him somewhere."

The smile on Thor's face didn't quite look like a smile.

"Loki is still alive," he said.Gradually sit up straight.

"Odin is not in Asgard." Steve repeated the words a second time tirelessly, raising his hand and turning around his temple.

The God of Thunder didn't like to think as much as he thought. In less than half a minute, he saw Thor's expression suddenly gnashing his teeth.

Gritting his teeth, there was a mixture of sadness and joy, but he restrained himself quickly, and the blurred vision disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"In this way, the reason why you fell to the earth for no reason is very clear." Others' sorrows and joys have nothing to do with him, and Stephen analyzed it extremely calmly.

"In that case, why didn't my father come to me directly?" Thor's big hand on the hammer handle tightened.

Presumably, if his younger brother who "resurrected from the dead" - the evil god Loki, the one who triggered the New York War, was standing in front of him at this moment, the hammer would have swung his brother without hesitation and flattened his younger brother into a meatloaf.

The older brother's anger was often overwhelming.

"Ordinary superheroes defend against natural damage, and mages defend against magical attacks from the outside and inside of the earth, thus protecting all creatures." Stephen said, "I know what aliens have entered the earth, and I have an obligation to properly monitor and control them. From this perspective, it can be used as an intermediary between Odin and you, although I don't want to. Before you both show up, Odin doesn't want to be disturbed too much."

"But first of all, let me state something, your brother Loki." He tapped the back of his right hand with the fingers of his left hand, "He is a great threat to the earth, and I don't like him very much."

"Thank you, me too." Thor said.

Stephen glanced at him, and finally felt slightly displeased at the moment: "Please don't interrupt others."

Thor was still quite angry, turned his head, and waved his hands indiscriminately to this side, signaling to continue.

"If he came to Earth, before he met Odin, he was there, and I was there." Stephen said, "That's it."

When these two people talked, the Stark father and daughter on the side didn't have to participate in the whole process, which seemed to be redundant.

Daisy is not boring at all, the magic floating cloak has thoughts, and the occasional movement is not an illusion. Seeing the baby staring at it curiously and persistently, it moves more and more frequently.

Every time she moved, little Daisy would frown and jump with joy.

The sense of alienation that Stephen had created probably all fell to the ground and could be swept into the trash.

Think about a serious news anchor talking to the screen, with an octopus dancing behind him, no matter how serious it is, it is even a little funny.

"I think I can go back first." Tony said, "I don't like listening to other people talking about family affairs."

Thor was so angry that he no longer wanted to talk about it, and there was no need to talk about it anymore. Stephen heard this and turned his eyes to look at him.

Looking at him is more like looking at Daisy sitting on his lap.

"Sorry, I like to deal with one thing one by one." Doctor Strange said seriously, "It would be good for me for Thor to fall into your territory. Before Odin, I wanted to talk to you."

"Talk about what?"

"Talking about Daisy Stark."

As soon as he said this, he saw Tony's eyes darken as expected, and the line of his lips tightened.

"Sorry, I don't want to talk about it."

"She's an outsider too, Mr. Stark."

"Is the door downstairs?"

"I don't intend to hurt her, but I need to figure out some things, and of course you need to cooperate."

The old father was already cold-faced, even speaking coldly: "I don't cooperate."

"It's better to cooperate." Stephen also remained expressionless.

Seeing that the two adults were about to quarrel, it was unknown if they would fight, but suddenly they heard a giggle.

It really doesn't match such a tense atmosphere.

Looking down, the magic levitating cloak has quietly floated towards him at some point, and a small corner is squeezed into a hand, and it is slowly being placed into Daisy's open palm.