Get out of the way, Tiga is getting bigger [Comprehensive British and American]

"What are you thinking?" the system asked sharply.

"Can't you see it yourself?" An Chunzhi responded in his heart, but he still didn't act rashly on the surface.He looked up at the clouds in front of him, and continued to fly forward with the plane in his arms.

A rudimentary plan to frighten Mycroft took shape in his mind just now, but he couldn't act rashly.

——A good show should be watched with friends.

An Chunzhi had bad thoughts in her heart.

Who let Mycroft scare him when they first met!Now An Chunzhi seizes the opportunity and wants to deal with him.

"It's boring to always look at things from your mind, host. Can't you communicate with me?" The system complained a little, then suddenly changed its words, "No, it's boring to know in advance, I'd better wait wait."

"Then you have to wait until tomorrow daytime." An Chunzhi told the truth.

He looked down from a distance, and through the clouds and thin air, he saw the target he was looking for below - a city with tall buildings.

An Chunzhi held the plane and started to fly down. As he got closer to the city, he began to look around for the location of the airport, while explaining to the system: "I'm not going to escort them to London now, because it's just Midnight. If I send them to the airport in a nearby city, then Sherlock and the others will have to change planes, so that they will return to London during the day tomorrow."

"Why do you have to wait until daytime?" the system asked with great interest.As expected, he stayed obediently and didn't go directly to see what was going on in An Chunzhi's mind.

"Of course I have to wait until tomorrow morning. Do you remember what we originally planned? When McCoff returns to London, let Stephen send us there for a tour. By then, McCoff must look very pretty. Now I plan to join The article about revealing Ultraman’s identity—”

"The little shopkeeper that McCoff hates and despises is actually Ultraman Tiga who just rescued him. Is there anything more joyful than this?" An Chunzhi asked gloatingly in his heart.

"Not only will I go with Stephen tomorrow, James, Steve, and Severus will all go to see his expression." An Chunzhi made no secret of his interest in taking revenge on McCoff.

"Man——" the system tsk-tsk regretfully, but there is a hint of pride in it, "Sometimes the desire for revenge is really serious."

"It's always been heavy." An Chunzhi imitated Snape's smirk answer.

"Don't show such a strange expression! Host, you've been taken to the wrong place!" The system said angrily, "You wouldn't be like this before!"

"People are always changing, but I stayed with little Severus for three years..." An Chunzhi said in a low voice.

……

In an aircraft where vibrations are barely felt.

The emotions of the passengers have gradually calmed down, and since they have basically never had this kind of experience, they all stared out of the window excitedly and curiously at the rare Ultraman, their necks were sore and they were tireless.

Looking from the window, the huge and shocking Ultraman can only see a small half of his silver-white face, his glowing eyes and his powerful silver arms, and he can't see the whole picture.

And that Ultraman stared straight ahead, his huge body was flying intently, but his hand movements were gentle and careful to protect the plane they were on.This subtle sense of contrast makes people can't help but feel a lot of emotion in their hearts.

People are looking out the window, and McCaw is no exception.Even though he had just encountered a life-and-death crisis, he still maintained his calm aura and sat gracefully by the window, with his fingertips folded on the table, looking at Ultraman inquiringly, thinking.

"Fortunately, Tiga saved us." Sherlock smiled quickly and said with deep meaning.

He has recovered now, and is no longer in a daze because of the things in the store, but he also regrets that he left without saying goodbye to the little white cat. Sherlock couldn't help but blame Mycroft.In this case, don't expect him to take the initiative to tell Mycroft about Di Jia's identity.

"America's superheroes are really strange." Mycroft's eyes never moved away from Altman. Even though his tone was lazy and careless, Sherlock could hear a hint of envy or some emotion—he was sure That's definitely not a negative.

This is also understandable, after all, there are only those wizards in England.

There is really no comparison between a wizard wielding a wand and a giant whose fighting strength, size and weight are beyond the charts.

Sherlock thought with a half-smile, and said calmly: "Do you need me to introduce you to each other? I have met many superheroes in the past two years in the United States, including Tiga."

Thanks to the incredible meekness of what McCoff said and what he did when he couldn't figure it out just now, now McCoff doesn't doubt it, but it's rare because of his brother's warmth and let go of his pretended superior aura, Kauf knocked on the table and replied calmly: "There will be a chance in the future, Sherlock."

——But Mycroft didn't realize that the "opportunity" in his mouth came so quickly.Just when they had just arrived in London, and he had just sent his brother back to the door of his apartment in Baker Street, the group of unwelcoming guests appeared.

Fresh air in the morning.

"Hurry up, James finished your cornflakes, does Severus wash his face? Stephen sent us there together." An Chunzhi urged anxiously when he was still in the store, "Sherlock and the others have already Let's go back, we have to leave quickly!"

It took him less than 5 minutes to wake Steve up from the bed, chase the Winter Soldier to see him drink a bowl of cornflakes mixed with milk, and then dragged Strange to Hogwarts in England In Dean Leitlin's office, he brought Snape, who had just woken up in a daze, and stuffed a cheese sandwich into his hand.

There was a turmoil in the store, and finally when Mycroft sent Sherlock back to Baker Street, a group of people were smiling and standing neatly in front of the door of house 221b.

London, England, as the base camp of McCaw, the control is not ordinary level.As soon as McCoff got out of the car, he received a report from his subordinates on his mobile phone.He raised his head and looked at An Chunzhi who was waiting in front of the door from afar——An Chunzhi smiled at him innocently and happily and waved his hand:

"Mr. Holmes! We're here to find Sherlock. We agreed that he would take us to play!"

——It's this malicious An Chunzhi again!How dare you go after England!

The expression on Mycroft's face remained unchanged, but his face turned ugly.His eyes could almost be said to be secretly staring at An Chunzhi, and he clutched his black umbrella in displeasure.

Sherlock was the second to get out of the back seat of the car, and then he let out a "wow" without any surprise, strode past his brother, and intentionally hugged An Chunzhi.

"I knew you would come so early." Sherlock frowned unhappily, "But I didn't even look at Sira when I left yesterday."

"That's not a problem." An Chunzhi was very happy when he saw McCoff's ugly face at that moment. He stretched his hand in front of Strange and said lightly, "Cat."

For Doctor Strange today, these are trivial matters that can be solved without doing it.

He nodded calmly at Sherlock.The next moment, still in a drowsy sleep, the little white cat with messy white hair stumbled and stood firm on An Chun's hand, and looked up at Sherlock blankly.

Sherlock's elongated face happily regained its length in an instant, and his pale face glowed. He immediately left his brother and exchanged feelings with his kitten.

The face of Snape standing next to him was also a little dark - he didn't forget that he was dragged from the bed to the shop in the same way this morning.He was almost about to be seen by Ann that his hair was messy, and he looked messy without even wearing a robe!

But Snape also keenly observed that the atmosphere in front of him was not right.The man opposite with a worrying hairline has been confronting Ann with hostile eyes.He turned his head resolutely, turned to Steve, who was the only person he could talk to yesterday, and asked indifferently, "What's the matter with this man?"

Steve was flattered to be approached.He organized his words and tried his best to explain the ins and outs concisely: "Sherlock was originally Ann's clerk, but was found by his brother Mycroft yesterday. Mr. McCoff and Ann had a little...unpleasure. He thought Ann He's been using Sherlock for money."

Snape's lips curled up in a dangerous twist: "...for money?"

Steve stared at his uncle with an alert frown.

The expression of the black-robed man at this moment is absolutely nothing to do with kindness and meekness.It looked like the first time he'd seen Snape berating the students.

Could this be the original character of Mr. Snape?

Before Steve could continue to think, the black-haired young man had already turned around, and Snape also quickly restrained the vicious and dangerous look on his face before Ann turned around.

An Chunzhi turned around ignorantly, knocked on the door and said, "Why do we have to stand and stare in the street in the early morning? Let's go in and talk."

"Correct advice." Sherlock agreed, "Mrs. Hudson will cook us breakfast."

—in fact he completely forgot that good Mrs. Hudson was only his landlady.

The kind-hearted and smiling Mrs. Hudson had indeed forgotten her original duties. After she opened the door and saw the real Sherlock, she let out a cry of surprise, but when she realized that the things outside the door were Sherlock's When she made new friends, she happily ran to the kitchen to make tea.

Mycroft was the last to enter the apartment with an unhappy expression.

He immediately saw that Captain America was looking at Sherlock's violin curiously. The man with metal arms was sitting on the sofa and reading a book honestly. The man who was exactly like Sherlock was staring critically at the skull on the windowsill. , and the man in black obeyed An Chunzhi's instructions and opened the small refrigerator, but stared blankly at the well-preserved head inside.He was obviously wondering what the hell the apartment was being used for.

——Sherlock not only doesn't mind these strangers touching his things, but also ignores his brother and sits with the shop owner with evil intentions to tease cats!

Can't go on any longer, An Chunzhi's influence on Sherlock is too deep!There must be a way to completely cut him and Sherlock off.

The unhappiness and vigilance in Mycroft's heart reached their peak at this moment.

For the first time, his eyes became undisguisedly sharp, he habitually paused the black umbrella in his hand, and stared at the black-haired young man opposite him who was about to say something.

At this moment, An Chunzhi smiled as if remembering something, and said, "Mr. McCoff, Sherlock, I want to apologize to you. In fact, I should have sent you back to London by plane last night." Yes, but I'm too sleepy, so I trouble you to transfer for so long again."

He stared at Mycroft's face, and asked with a half-smile:

"I didn't make you feel the bumps when I flew, did I?"