I became a god in American comics

Keya looked at the people around him who were all smiling happily, and shook his head expressionlessly:

"As the housekeeper of Stark Manor, I must always stay awake to serve the master and protect the safety of the manor."

Arno shook his head helplessly. Because Keya had been used as an experimental subject, she had a big problem with her personality, which could not be cured by the Desperate Potion.

She did not need the Desperate Potion either. Keya's ability was highly developed. Neither her healing ability nor her physical strength could be compared with the Desperate Potion, not to mention that she also had a strong telekinesis.

But her problem was not physical, but psychological. Psychological trauma could not be repaired by any medicine.

She felt very insecure and very dependent on him. He noticed it from the moment he rescued her.

He did not have a good solution to this problem. After all, the people he picked up in the manor were more or less dependent on him, but Keya was a little more serious.

Basically, except for talking to herself, Keya rarely communicates with others. She always has an expressionless face to hide her fear of being abandoned more than anyone else.

Arno put both glasses of wine in his left hand and rubbed her golden hair with his right hand:

"Keya, there is no housekeeper or servant in the manor today, and you don't have to worry about the safety of the manor. For me, be yourself today and toast with me."

Keya looked at Arno, who was emitting warm sunshine in her eyes, and smiled slightly, and took the wine glass in his hand.

"Okay!"

Just when everyone was drinking, telling jokes, and talking, in this harmonious and lively scene.

An uninvited guest came to the gate of the manor.

Ding Dong~

The crisp doorbell startled the security guard, Bronski, in the security booth of more than 200 square meters at the door.

Like Banner, he did not need the power of the Extremis Potion, so he took the initiative to apply to guard the gate to prevent anyone from disturbing the gathering.

Look, the one who is blind is here!

He looked at the gate surveillance and saw a shiny bald head appearing on the gate surveillance screen.

It was a black bald head, and the sunlight was reflecting on it!

But even if the other party's black bald head was reflecting, as the former confidant of General Ross, Bronsky still recognized this big black man.

Nick Fury, the infamous director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

At least in their military, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s reputation is not good.

No country's military likes a global spy organization to wander around in their territory all day long.

Even if this so-called global spy organization actually only serves America, no one likes it!

Bronsky took a bottle of wheat juice and walked to the iron gate of the gate, but did not open the door for Nick Fury.

"Did you go to the wrong place, Director? Your name doesn't seem to be on the invitation list for today's private party."

Facing the hidden pig knight in Bronski's words, Nick Fury narrowed his eyes slightly.

When did a gatekeeper dare to talk to him like this.

Nick Fury said coldly: "I'm here to find the owner of your manor. It seems that I don't need to inform the watchdog!"

Bronski raised his eyebrows. Yo, he dared to talk back. It seems that the status of some people in this era is really too high.

"That's a coincidence. Everyone in the manor is attending the party today. Only I can inform. If you have something to do, you really have to tell me, the watchdog, first.

Haha, of course you don't have to tell me, unless you plan to break in by force. Tell me in advance. I look forward to your breaking in~"

Bronski sneered at the end, and a faint green light appeared in his pupils.

Nick Fury clenched his fists, but finally held back.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I have something important to say to Arno Stark that concerns the world!"

Bronsky rolled his eyes at him speechlessly: "Then just say it directly, what riddle man, if it is really important, I will inform you."

Nick Fury's expression was serious: "My next words are very serious, I hope you take them seriously."

Bronsky drank wheat juice with an expression of looking at a monkey.

"Aliens are going to invade the earth!"

"Puff~"

Bronsky chuckled, too lazy to pay attention to him, and directly gave Nick Fury an international gesture in response.

As for the alien invasion that Nick Fury mentioned, he didn't take it to heart at all.

Now this place can be said to be a gathering of the most powerful people on earth.

Even if aliens invade the earth now, it will not affect here.

What's more, isn't there an alien prince at the party now?

"It seems that I came at the wrong time~"A frivolous voice came from behind Nick Fury.

Loki, holding a golden scepter and wearing a dark green suit, walked with an elegant pace.

Nick Fury and Bronski looked at him at the same time.

Instantly, he felt that the person was not simple from his temperament and image.

Bronski frowned and asked Loki:

"Who are you? FBI? CIA? Or an agent from another organization?"

In his opinion, only agents like to dress up like this.

Especially when an old black agent came just now.

He subconsciously thought that agents from other organizations also came to ask the master for help to deal with aliens.

Loki shook his finger and sneered:

"I am not a low-level agent from your earth. I come from the realm of gods. I am the son of the god king Odin, the second prince of Asgard, Loki Odinson!"

Bronski was stunned. Asgard, isn't it the kingdom of gods where Thor is?

After Thor regained his power, he was left by Odin to study in Arno, and he often challenged him to a fight during his boredom.

It happened that he was bored guarding the door, so he didn't refuse. The two of them often sparred with each other, and they even became close friends.

They would get together to drink some wine, grill some skewers, and fight to digest the food.

As for why Thor didn't go to Arno to spar, in fact, Thor went there on the first day he got the hammer back.

As a result, it can only be said that Thor slept very soundly, just like the time he was brought back, and fell into a baby-like sleep.

Bronski looked up and down at Loki, a small body, a pretty face, and most importantly, a guy who looked quite smart.

He was completely unlike Thor, who was muscular and simple-minded, and whose IQ dropped wildly when he smiled.

However, for Thor's sake, Bronski still said to Loki:

"Loki, right? Then you wait here, I'll go and make a report."

Loki held the scepter and nodded gracefully: "Thank you, great guardian."

Bronski couldn't help but smile when he heard this. Look how good he is at talking, unlike a certain black man.

He glanced at Nick Fury sarcastically, completely forgetting that it was his sarcasm that led to Nick Fury's retort.

Nodding to Loki in a friendly way, Bronski turned around and made a report.

Loki, with a smile on his face, and Nick Fury, with a dark face, stood side by side in front of the gate.

This is discrimination, this is naked discrimination!

Nick Fury looked ugly and turned away.

Loki looked at Nick Fury's back with contempt. Who would care about you if you came to ask for help from the strongest person in Midgard with such an arrogant attitude?

Even he, a god, doesn't dare to act rashly here, how can you, a mortal, be qualified?

Nick Fury didn't get into a Chevrolet special bulletproof SUV parked on the roadside until he disappeared from Loki's sight.

The originally extremely ugly expression on his face instantly turned into a blank expression.

"Loki, the second prince of Asgard, is he related to the disappearance of the Cosmic Cube this time..."