Superman

"Loki!"

Thor felt a little touched inside when the sharp dagger was pressed against his neck.

As expected of his brother...sister, caring so much about him.

But before he could be moved for long, Loki's next words shattered the beauty.

"Shut up, you fake! It's okay for you to do anything to that fool Thor! But you'll be in trouble if you mess with Odin!"

Loki's voice was cold, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

"No matter what you do to Thor, remember to find a knowledgeable magician to cover Heimdall's sight! Also, stay away from me and don't involve me!"

Is this the legendary love between brother and sister?

Give me back my touch!

Thor couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't expect that Loki in any universe would be so...real.

"My stupid brother...sister, Heimdall will not look at me. The real Thor should still be in Asgard."

He took a step back, stretched out his right hand like lightning, grasped Loki's white wrist, twisted it outward, and snatched the enchanted dagger with his bare hands.

"Remember, next time you threaten someone, look into their eyes so you can judge their next move."

When the dagger was taken away, Loki did not panic, but raised his eyebrows in slight surprise.

This is what Sol once said when she was sparring with him.

"Hey, what about this trick?"

Loki's expression remained unchanged as he lifted up one of his long legs.

Chicken and egg beat!

It hurts so much!

Looking at the lively bar patrons, all men can't help but gasp.

This kick is so cruel!

It hurts to look at it!

Sol's face was twisted and his legs were clamped, as if he had suffered an unprecedented blow.

When he was sparring with Loki before, that bastard had never used this trick.

"Hey, I mean you two."

Seeing that the scene was becoming increasingly chaotic and the commotion continued to expand, the old bartender had to step in to stop it.

"If you want to solve the problem, go out first. Troublemakers are never welcome in Wumen Bar."

A hint of impatience appeared on Loki's face, and he whispered: "Where is the news I want? I've been waiting for half an hour and it's still not sorted out?"

"Madam, the information you want is extraordinary. I have to verify it through multiple channels before I can sell it to you."

The old bartender smiled and replied.

"The reputation of Wumen Bar has always been guaranteed. Children are honest and honest, and the products are genuine. This is my principle in doing business."

Loki said nothing more gently and sat back on the high chair at the bar.

She came to Wumen Bar with the same intention as Luke.

This is Monaco's territory, and being too presumptuous will cause unnecessary trouble.

Even though he is a good-tempered old bartender now, he was famous in the magic world back then, nicknamed "The Prince of Magic."

Being able to be named "Prince" shows how powerful he is.

It's like if an ordinary person named himself "Supreme Mage", he would probably be beaten with a sack before he had gone far.

How can you have a resounding nickname and title without enough strength.

Speaking of Monaco, his father was a British missionary who took his family to India, but was attacked by a group of primitive natives.

Parents are used as sacrifices and thrown to some evil god as rations.

But Monaco, still a baby, survived due to its insufficient weight.

The chief of the tribe is a voodoo sorcerer and also knows black magic.

He discovered Monaco's talent, changed his mind, and decided to cultivate it seriously.

What happened next was similar to a cliche eight o'clock drama.

Monaco learned the truth, and on one side was her murdered parents, and she was born with deep hatred;

On one side is the tribe where they grew up, with their nurturing love and inner bonds.

The complicated emotions were intertwined, leaving him not knowing how to choose.

Therefore, the young Monaco fled his hometown and began a long traveling career.

There are several famous things about him.

First, during World War II, he eliminated the evil sorcerers of the Axis powers and gained a huge reputation under the bed.

Second, Monaco loves to raise rabbits and treats them as treasures.

For him, rabbits are a part of life.

There are rumors that the key reason why Monaco hated the evil sorcerers of the Axis powers back then was because a bastard ate the rabbits he raised.

From then on, a blood feud was formed, causing great disaster.

So, the rabbit raised by Monarch is equivalent to the dog raised by John Wick.

If anyone moves, they will definitely die miserably.

"Loki, although you show such a cold attitude, I am still very happy! I can see you again!"

Sol covered his crotch with an extremely indecent gesture and stood up with difficulty.

He held the bar with one hand and forced a smile on his twisted face.

Loki's beautiful brows frowned slightly.

Could this silly-looking guy really be her brother?

But when did Thor become blind?

And also cut your hair short?

Looking at my figure, I seem to have gained some weight!

"Are you really Saul? Let me ask you, when you were eight years old, we had a fight. Why?"

Loki stared at the naive Thor with a scrutinizing eye.

"You turned a frog into a cake made by your mother and put it on Sif's dinner plate, which made her cry. So, I taught you a severe lesson."

Thor answered without thinking.

"Then let me ask you again, the most shameful thing in Sol's life is that no one else knows this secret."

The corners of Loki's mouth curled up and his eyes moved, as if he was remembering some interesting memory.

"Uh, can you change the question?"

Sol was a little embarrassed.

"no."

Loki's attitude was firm.

"I passed through... the Valkyrie's armor and secretly stayed alone."

Sol hesitated for a while, then lowered his voice and said.

As a child, he admired one of Odin's most powerful legions, the Valkyries.

Those heroic female warriors once made Thor admired them very much.

Wearing women's clothing is naturally an unspeakable past for the prince of Asgard who considers himself brave and fearless.

"You really are Thor!"

Now it was Loki's turn to be surprised.

She didn't expect that the guy standing in front of her was not a fake.

"But...how did you become like this?"

Loki subconsciously reached out and touched Thor's injured right eye, then quickly took it back.

"Odin, that old bastard, there's no way he could let you end up like this!"

Thor curled his lips and said calmly: "It's too long to talk about. Our sister... wanted to be the king, and then we fought over 'who is the most suitable person'."

Loki's eyes widened, his thin lips tightened, and he said angrily: "Odin has an illegitimate daughter behind his mother's back...?"

Obviously, her train of thought was way off base.

"That's too complicated. I won't be able to explain it for a while."

Thor changed the subject. He saw Loki appearing alive in front of him - although his gender had changed, he was still very happy.

"Then why...are you fat?"

Loki looked down, stretched out a finger, and poked Thor's slightly bulging belly.

"Ahem, let's talk about something else - for example, why are you here?"

Sol changed the subject again. He didn't want to mention his figure too much. He ate and drank well every day, and it was normal to gain some weight.

"You have learned magic from your mother and are also an excellent illusion master. Can you participate in the Supreme Mage Contest? Do you have your father's permission?"

From the conversation between Loki and the old bartender Monaco, Thor probably guessed what the former was going to do.

Because of the Supreme Mage's battle for supremacy, Wumen Bar's business has been booming during this period, and there is an endless stream of customers buying information.

"Hmph! You don't have to worry about it! Why didn't that old bastard Odin see you standing up when he scolded me, and now he cares about me instead? How hypocritical!"

As soon as Odin was mentioned, Loki immediately lost his temper.

His originally gentle expression suddenly turned cold.

"She ran away from home. This message is free. If you want to know why, you can purchase a reliable message."

Monaco, the old bartender who was cleaning the bar table, spoke out, earning Loki a vicious look.

"Don't mind your own business, Monaco! Asgard's affairs are not something you can interfere with!"

This princess of Asgard threatened.

"Okay, pretend I didn't say that."

Monaco raised his hand and made a surrender gesture.

"I just want to do more business, nothing else."

"You ran away from home?"

Thor grabbed Loki's wrist. What happened in Asgard that made Loki leave Asgard and come to the world of Atrium?

"It's none of your business! When I become the Supreme Mage, I can... Anyway, I have my own plan!"

Loki shook off his brother with no good expression.

Just as the brother and sister were in a stalemate, Luke stood aside the two people and stood in the middle.

"The only answer to any question is the length of time."

He made a casual remark to lighten the atmosphere and winked at Sol.

"You'd better talk about business first."

Only then did Thor remember his original purpose, coughed twice, and said softly: "Loki, um...can you lend me some money?"