Chapter 76: Loki: Brother, Save Me

Marvel world, inside the villa.

"Shit, this time I’ve lost big!"

Returning from the gourmet shop, Stark sat on the sofa with a look of displeasure.

Just thinking about how the two-thousand-year-old ginseng king he had spent a great price to obtain had been squandered like that.

The fury in Stark’s chest couldn't help but erupt.

If that had been juiced, it would have been worth at least several decades of lifespan.

What a waste!

"Sir, people from S.H.I.E.L.D. are here!"

Just as Stark had nowhere to vent his pent-up rage, Jarvis’s voice sounded.

The next moment, outside the villa, Black Widow, Captain America, Coulson, and the others from S.H.I.E.L.D. had all arrived.

"What a bunch of troublesome people!"

Thinking of the previous incident, he hadn't expected this group to show up again.

With no other choice, Stark had to suppress his anger and let them in.

"Mr. Stark, you really made us wait!"

As soon as he entered, Captain America said with a huff.

Not long after Stark had left following the previous incident.

Their helicarrier had been attacked.

Although those people were Loki’s men, the timing was just too coincidental.

Moreover, Coulson, who had been monitoring Stark, had also discovered that Stark had disappeared for a period of time.

These various coincidences were why the few of them had come today.

"Wait? Sorry, I didn't invite you!"

Looking at Captain America’s smug expression, Stark wanted to punch him.

He was truly asking for a beating!

"Mr. Stark, we came today to tell you that the Tesseract is lost and Loki has escaped!"

It was Black Widow on the side who stated their purpose at this moment.

At the same time, her eyes stared fixedly at Stark, wanting to discern something.

But to her disappointment, Stark looked completely unconcerned at the moment.

"Lost? What does that have to do with me? I said it long ago, you should have just given it to me; I would have put it in a place where no one could ever get it!"

Popping open a bottle of red wine, Stark swirled his glass.

The Tesseract being lost was none of Stark’s business.

Besides, he had already given that suggestion to that black-eyed egg.

It’s a pity that if you don't listen, there’s nothing to be done!

Seeing that at such a critical juncture, Stark was still sitting there leisurely drinking red wine, Captain America couldn't help but get angry.

Captain America, who possessed a spirit of self-sacrifice, looked down upon Stark’s brand of refined egoism the most.

"Mr. Stark, if we don't stop Loki’s conspiracy, our world will be in danger!"

Captain America spoke up with a sharp drink; if he didn't still need Stark’s help, he would have really wanted to strike out and beat the other man.

"That’s right, Mr. Stark, now that Loki has vanished, if we can’t find him, we will all be in big trouble!"

Black Widow spoke up from the side.

Yet, Stark didn't want to pay any attention to their words at all.

Mere Loki—is it really that hard to find him?

"With a personality like Loki’s, who loves to show off, if he wants to do something big, he must want to be the center of attention. Finding him in such a place is simply a piece of cake."

Having already learned quite a few ways to act cool in the gourmet shop, Stark spoke with practiced ease.

Seeing that Black Widow and the others still hadn't reacted, he couldn't help but speak with disdain.

Swirling the red wine in his hand, Stark gave an order to Jarvis.

"Jarvis, mark the most conspicuous, most flashy place for me!"

As the words fell, the artificial intelligence Jarvis performed a search and then spoke out.

"Sir, I have found a building that matches the target; the building is Stark Tower!"

Sitting on the sofa, Stark listened to Jarvis’s report and couldn't help but say with secret pride.

"Did you hear that? Loki is at Stark..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Stark was stunned.

What the fuck, Stark Tower!

Isn't that my own turf!

That bastard Loki is actually going to cause trouble on his turf.

And at this very moment, having heard Stark’s analysis, Black Widow and the others exchanged glances, reported back, and all left in a hurry.

Before leaving, Captain America didn't forget to give Stark a sympathetic look.

"Mr. Stark, thank you!"

Saying this, the group left directly.

And Stark, on the sofa, felt the fury in his heart erupt completely.

He had already been full of pent-up anger from the gourmet shop, and now Loki was actually causing trouble on his turf.

This was absolutely intolerable.

Taking out his spare armor from the villa, Stark flew directly toward his industrial tower.

At this very moment, atop Stark Tower.

Loki was there, looking at the device he had already set up, and couldn't help but reveal a relaxed and joyful smile.

Just by relying on that bunch of idiots from S.H.I.E.L.D., they wanted to catch him.

That was simply dreaming.

And just as Loki was feeling smug, a suit of armor flew over rapidly and landed.

The spare armor fell away, and Stark’s figure stepped out from within.

Having just arrived at his penthouse room, he happened to see Loki right there.

"Oh, Mr. Stark, sorry, this place has been temporarily occupied by me!"

The smug Loki, seeing that Stark had come as a mere mortal, didn't feel the slightest bit of worry.

Without his armor, he could kill Stark with a casual wave of his hand.

Leaning in slightly, Loki felt it would be better to send him down.

But just as he was about to make a move, he met Stark’s angry gaze.

"Bang!"

In an instant, Stark’s figure moved with lightning speed, like a cannonball, and slammed a heavy punch into his body.

The smug Loki was instantly dumbfounded.

The intense pain made Loki’s face turn ferocious immediately.

Holy shit, this strength—is this strength a mortal can achieve?

At this moment, Loki was completely dumbfounded.

But Stark had no intention of letting him off now.

"Letting you run wild on my turf!"

He picked Loki up casually and then grabbed him by the ankle.

The fury that had been building up in Stark’s heart for a long time was now being vented with full force.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

Like a doll, Loki was slammed back and forth against the floor by Stark.

Feeling the power coming from his ankle, Loki was completely bewildered.

How could Stark’s strength be so terrifying?

Meanwhile, Thor, the God of Thunder, who had rushed over while swinging Mjolnir, took a glance from high in the sky.

Then he froze completely.

That person on the roof of Stark’s building, being slammed back and forth—why does he look so familiar?

Holy shit, isn't that Loki?

The Mjolnir above Thor’s head seemed to slow down by a few beats.

Narrowing his eyes, Thor saw clearly who was beating Loki up.

Stark, that Tony Stark!

My god, it’s actually Stark!

And at this very moment, Loki, who was being beaten up by Stark, also saw the arrival of Thor.

At this moment, he looked as if he had seen a savior.

"Brother, save me!"