Near Stark Tower.
A pair of shapely, slender long legs, glowing with radiant silver light, kicked hard against thick armor———
Boom!!! — Dust and smoke flew into the air.
After felling another Leviathan, the girl shouted to Hulk, who was clinging to the wall of a distant building.
"Big Green Guy, that side is yours!"
"Roar!"
Hulk grinned mischievously and started leaping between buildings, hunting down Chitauri.
He crushed each one like squashing bugs.
Bang! Bang!
Barbara held a pistol in her hand, occasionally firing a couple of shots to show she wasn't slacking.
After noticing that there weren't many Chitauri left nearby, she simply leaned against a scrapped car, lazily muttering: "With those two around, we should be fine."
Clang! Clang!
Natasha stomped on a grunt's head, then smashed it with her two batons until its helmet flew off———
Boom!!
Barbara shot it to finish it off.
"Ha....."
One more down.
Natasha looked at the cosmic portal, where Chitauri were still pouring out endlessly.
She said worriedly, "We're too passive like this. We need to shut that thing down."
"You like being aggressive, huh, Natasha?"
Barbara teased, "Like with Li?"
Natasha's face turned red with embarrassment, "I'm talking about serious matters, Barbara, don't bring that up..."
This sultry Black Widow clearly remembered... That time by the pool, even though that man didn't touch her, she had taken the initiative...
Thinking of this.
The radiant beauty couldn't help licking her fiery lips with her tongue: 'I used to be so disgusted that I washed my hands, but back then, I wasn't shy at all...'
'Am I really falling for him...?'
'No, wait...'
'Now's not the time for this.'
Natasha shook her head to dispel the chaotic thoughts and asked through the comms:
[Cap, where's Thor? We need him.]
Clang! Clang!
Captain America knocked down two Chitauri while escorting Hawkeye, their ADC (Attack Damage Carry), to a sniping position: [Ask Barton, he can see clearly.]
Hawkeye, perched at a vantage point with his enhanced eyesight, spotted—Thor riding a pig, chasing Loki while striking him with lightning.
Barton: [Thor's still chasing his dear brother... Where did that pig come from?]
[What? A pig...?]
Natasha: [...Forget it... What about Stark? Has he come back yet?]
Cap: [I'll contact him.]
"R-Really...?"
A delicate-looking young man curiously asked the middle-aged man in gold-red armor sitting across from him, "...T-There are aliens?"
Tony lifted his helmet, chewing on skewers in his hand, "Of course, haven't you seen those things on the streets? They're aliens."
"Oh la, old man, what do aliens have to do with us? Money is the most important thing, la."
"Oh, thanks, but...."
Click~
Tony raised his armored hand, politely declining, "I don't like people handing me things."
Cap, confused: [Tony, what are you doing?]
[Oh, Cap, don't misunderstand....]
[My Mark 7 is heavily damaged.... You wouldn't want me dragging a broken suit all the way back to Stark Tower, would you...?]
Cap awkwardly ended the call.
"It's complicated... In short, he's eating BBQ."
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