"Wait a minute."
Coulson, who had already reached the platform and was looking down from upstairs, spoke into the intercom.
The intruder had no weapons and was alone, so we could deal with him at any time if we really wanted to.
Rather than killing or capturing the intruder, he wanted to see what he could do.
Moreover, with Colin Blake here, this might be an opportunity to test him.
In heavy rain.
Patton listened to Coulson's voice in the headset, raised his eyebrows, but did not relax, and still maintained the shooting posture.
In the mud.
After they stopped sending men, victory began to favor Thor, the son of Odin.
Even though he was deprived of his divine power, the combat skills he had accumulated over nearly a thousand years still far exceeded the physical fitness of ordinary people, making it as easy for him to deal with ordinary agents as an adult beating a child.
After knocking down the last agent blocking his way, he rushed into the board room containing Thor's hammer with anticipation on his face.
The hammer stood in the middle of the room, which made him happy and proved that his father had not really given up on him.
As for the other person who was also in the room, he just glanced at him and forgot about him.
As long as it doesn't affect his getting the hammer, just ignore it.
He thought so, and the person next to him really had no intention of stopping him.
Shaking his long golden hair soaked with rain, he came to the hammer with a confident smile on his face.
He is about to take back his divine power, and after that, he will descend to Jane like a god, tell her that he is Thor, the God of Thunder, and help her take back what belongs to her.
He could already imagine what Jane's expression would be at that time.
He was not stupid and knew that Jane and the others treated him as a mental patient.
And all this will be reversed as he raises Thor's hammer!
Come back! My Thundergod...
Um
He pulled hard, but the hammer did not move. The Thor's hammer, which used to move according to his will, was now like a dead object.
No, that's not true!
He couldn't believe it and tried hard again, but under this cold reality, all struggles were in vain.
"Let's do it."
On the second floor made of simple iron frames, Coulson gave instructions on the intercom with some disappointment.
The agents who had been prepared came in one after another, handcuffed Thor, who had lost all resistance, and took him away.
Coulson walked into the room after that, looked at Colin, and said tentatively: "I thought you would beat him out when he came in."
He still felt that there was something wrong with this intruder.
"Fight him out? Am I that barbaric in your eyes?"
Colin, who maintained the perspective of a transcendent and watched the drastic changes inside the hammer when Thor touched it, heard Coulson's voice and raised his head to reply.
He knew what Coulson wanted to ask, but he didn't want to say it because he was in a bad mood.
Although they were reminded by the information he had leaked before, they would have guessed it sooner or later even if he didn't say it.
"Do you have anything else to do?"
Colin lowered his head and stared at the hammer again. He felt the eyes on him and looked towards Coulson.
Hearing these words that were almost equivalent to chasing him away, Coulson thought for a moment, then turned and left.
Silence returned to the room. After a while, he raised his head.
Just after Thor touched Thor's hammer, he saw the seal that the God King had placed in Thor's body.
The force was so strong that it instantly shattered the pride and complacency brought about by the significant increase in his strength during this period.
But I can't say I feel lost or scared.
How long has he been practicing, and how long has that God King lived
If they had the same time base, he believed that he would be stronger than the other party.
But the problem now is that he has far from enough time, and Thanos and the space fleet he leads are like a mountain pressing down on his head.
These threats cannot be solved by simply raising his level a few times.
Take a deep breath and put all these thoughts in your heart.
The problem has always been there, and now he is just reminded of it again.
What we need to do now is not to give up this rare opportunity.
He gathered his thoughts and immersed himself once again in the reverse analysis of the hammer.
…
night.
Near a small town in New Mexico, a dozen agents dressed in black surrounded a square.
They acted carefully, kept on the phone at all times, and wore some special religious items on their bodies.
Wu Xinmo stood in the middle of the square with his hands behind his back, watching everything with an eye that showed him something interesting.
It was beyond his expectation that he would get the news about the St. Vanganza Contract after destroying a human gang that was secretly investigating it.
However, even though he got the information, he felt troubled because the gangs didn't know who had taken the contract away.
Coincidentally, at this time a new group of people came to investigate it.
And according to his observation, it was this country, oh no, it should be said that it was the people of this government.
Therefore, he took the initiative to reveal some of his whereabouts and lured these people over.
With this group of amiable little guys offering information on their own initiative, he believed that it wouldn't take long before he could catch the little guy who was hiding his head and showing his tail.
Looking at the agents who were gradually surrounding him, his body shook and disappeared into a shadow.
The person in charge of this operation changed his expression slightly, and whispered to his companions around him to stay alert.
But what surprised him was that no sound came from the intercom where he was supposed to call back.
"Are you looking for me?"
A somewhat teasing voice came from behind him, and he subconsciously threw back a bottle of holy water that was said to have been consecrated in the Vatican. As the bottle burst, a sizzling sound of steam rang out from Wu Xinmo's body.
"Well, holy water, it tastes good, but the purity is not that good." Wu Xinmo dipped his finger in a drop of water, put it in his mouth to taste it, and then expressed his gratitude.
The agent's pupils contracted, but despite this extreme tension, he seemed to be calmer.
"We have no ill intentions, we just want to have a talk with you, Your Excellency." He said.
Although all kinds of mythological texts and long-standing legends have shown how terrifying demons and devils are.
But human beings are always too ignorant of the immensity of the world at times.
Even though he was on guard, he was still thinking about whether he could talk to the devil or even make a deal with him.
The smarter and more confident you are, the more you will think that you are different from all the fools who have been fooled by the devil before.
"Let's talk?" Wu Xinmo smiled.
In the past, he would have been really interested.
Being able to play with a country is a very interesting game.
Unfortunately, now is not the time to play games...
With a slight sigh, he reached out and grabbed the agent's jaw.
The dark eyes seemed to possess infinite magic at this moment. As the two looked at each other, the agent's gaze gradually became dull.
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