The king was topless and suddenly appeared on the street.

The chubby body and white fat were exposed in front of the eyes of passers-by without hindrance, causing people's side eyes and the extremely suppressed laughter of the ladies.

He looked around with a bewildered expression, with a deep blankness. One second he was still using magic, and the next second he appeared in this ghost place.

He was sure he had been tricked by that guy, but with a flick of his fingers, he was knocked down.

Stripped naked and thrown into the street.

"Hey, have you been robbed? I can get you to the police. ”

"No, I'm ...... It's cool, hmm......"

Wang Wanyan thanked passers-by for their help, her hands intertwined, her ten fingers entangled, and a hint of chill appeared on her chubby face.

"Kill him, I must kill him......"

King, this serious dead house is completely furious.

The strange and hilarious gazes of passers-by outweighed any verbal humiliation for him.

He still remembered that he had lost everything with a snap of his fingers in front of that mysterious man, and was thrown straight from Kama Taj to the street.

The mysterious man's magical skills made his heart tremble, and his actions made him angry.

"Uh, looks like you need help?" A young man approached tentatively, looking to the left and right a little uncomfortably.

"Where is this?" Wang's face was dark, and a pair of small eyes narrowed into a slit, revealing a dangerous aura.

"Midtown. Hey man, don't you go out without looking at the map? Or do you sleepwalk directly from one city to another? The young man told a cold joke, and after saying it, he felt bored, so he spread his hands helplessly.

The young man felt that the fat man's behavior was very strange, perhaps the same as what happened to him.

With a cold face, the king casually walked to a hidden corner, ignored the young man's chattering and questioning, used the magic of a portal in front of the young man, walked in, and returned to Kama Taj.

He's going to settle accounts with that damn bastard.

The portal slowly closed, leaving only the young man with a stunned expression, mixed with a little excitement and the urge to rush into the portal at speed.

Curious, bold, and with the same personality as most of his peers.

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang: "Barry, where are you?" I may have found a clue to that mysterious man, he is from a higher dimension, and to be honest, he is lucky that he has no ill will towards you, but he just teased you......"

"Sisko, guess who I've met! Enchanter! I met a topless magician! He was right in front of me, opened a circle, walked in, and disappeared! Barry looked excited, and said into his phone.

"Naked ......? Is this a custom of magicians? Sisko was a little confused.

"The focus is on the magician!"

"Okay okay, whoever he is, anyway, you come back first, with your super speed, Dr. Harrison is also waiting for you......"

……

As it darkened, when the sight lit up again, Downey had already appeared in a huge opera house.

Brilliant, magnificent.

It's just that there is not a single audience in this huge opera house, and all the seats in the auditorium are empty.

Donnie looked down at his costume, which had changed into a knight's costume in the Middle World of the West, as did the troublemaker standing across from him.

Two fool-like "knights" stood on a wide stage, like two poor clowns.

"This outfit is stupid...... Donnie bowed his head, resisting the urge to tear off the ridiculous costume.

"Come on, Donnie, let's have a duel between men, and whoever wins will get Wanda." The trickster looked solemn, and two revolvers appeared in his hands, one for himself and one for Donnie.

"Back to back, walk to the end of the stage, then turn around and shoot – there's only one bullet in it!" The face of the troublemaker is full of a sense of mission, as if he is doing a sacred and solemn thing, like the godfather of the church, more like a god stick before the big god.

Donnie sneered, took the pistol and flicked it, slamming it into the jackpotter's chest.

"Don't come to this set, no matter how serious the scene is, it can't hide your mischievous awkwardness in your hands. Troublemaker, you know that doesn't mean anything, so let's do it another way—my way. ”

Donnie blew out the non-existent smoke from the muzzle of the pistol and sneered at the nonchalant troublemaker.

The trickster also studied the bullet hole in his chest with great interest, and pulled the bullet out little by little, pretending to be injured.

"I'm angry that you've broken the rules of the game for Troublemaker!" The trickster waved his arms exaggeratedly and shot as well.

Donnie directly caught the bullet, pinched it into iron pieces, threw it on the ground, and said: "That's your rules of the game, not mine, in fact, you are the one who intervenes, without you, Wanda doesn't need to make any troublesome choices at all." I don't know what you like about Wanda, but if you really want her, follow my rules of the game. ”

The trickster groaned for a moment: "Yes, I like any kind of game, the loser leaves, the winner stays!" ”

"The loser leaves the earth, and he cannot come back without permission unless the winner agrees first." Downey added.

Trickster, it's his instinct to be trick-or-treating.

Downey knows that Tricksters have a history of courting Supergirl, only to be rejected by Supergirl - which may not have happened yet, of course. Although he didn't understand why he was eyeing Wanda, he didn't bother to pay attention to the trickster's unusual brain circuit.

But the tricksters are good at that, they have a low IQ and are relatively obedient to the rules of the game.

This gave Donnie the opportunity to dig a hole.

Taking a step back, even if Donnie loses, although he is very sorry for the Ancient One, he can still go to the universe to build the planet Cybertron. The strength of the demigods is qualified to rule many galaxies.

After all, the universe is too big and too big, and the galaxy where the earth is located is just a drop in the ocean, and the demigods can already establish a powerful force. As long as Donnie doesn't offend people by dying, there's no problem building a planet of his own.

"Yes, but what do you want to play? I can't figure out how you can win me. "The trickster was excited, and his eyes were full of playfulness.

"Very simple game, I've heard, you can do anything?" Donnie said with a smile.

"Of course, the Troublemakers are so powerful that everyone in the Divine Realm knows about them—but let's talk about it first. Don't try to make a request to 'destroy the multiverse', I won't be fooled, the five-dimensional court is staring at me." The trickster flaunted, suddenly reacted, and whispered, "The game is confined to this opera house, only to this stage." ”

The trickster feels that he is witty and does not step into the language trap of Donnie.

"Very good, then the rules of my game are very simple, I make a reasonable request to you, if you do it, count me as losing, if you can't do it, count me as winning." Downey said.

The trickster lowered his head and thought about it, nodded with satisfaction, and rubbed his hands excitedly: "No problem, as long as your requirements are limited to this stage, as long as you say it, I can do it!" Troublemaker-sama can do anything! ”

"Then the game begins, and my request is that an omnipotent trickster can't make a stone he can't lift!"

Donnie smiled, a sinister look.