"Jane, that was an accident just now… I just lost my power temporarily, Thor is not afraid of electricity at all!"
In the small town restaurant, Thor’s face flushed and he explained incoherently.
"Okay, I believe you, eat quickly."
Jane Foster nodded helplessly.
After being struck by lightning, he was able to be full of energy so quickly, she was still willing to believe that Thor had something special.
But…
When Jane Foster thought of the scene where Thor was electrocuted and foamed at the mouth and his limbs twitched, she could not connect him with the Thor in Norse mythology no matter what.
It’s too destructive!
"Okay!"
Thor was dejected, feeling that he had lost face in front of the beautiful woman he just met.
Turning grief and anger into appetite.
He buried his head in eating and cleared more than a dozen plates at a very fast speed.
"Jane, I’m a little convinced that he is Thor now. Ordinary people can’t eat so much."
Jane Foster’s friend and assistant Daisy saw this scene and couldn’t help rolling her eyes and complaining.
"You know, he was just struck by lightning and might be a little hungry." Jane Foster shrugged helplessly.
Boom boom——
As soon as the voice fell, several lightning flashed across the sky again.
The clouds like thick ink rolled, and the heavy rain roared like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins. A layer of white mist soon splashed on the street.
"Damn weather, I heard that it rarely rains here, why is it raining every three or five days these days?"
The black-haired girl Daisy muttered and complained a few times.
"It must be because… Thor’s hammer is calling me!"
Thor drank the drink on the table, then threw the cup to the ground and broke it.
"Ah!"
Jane Foster was startled, "Thor, what are you doing?"
"Oh, breaking cups is a tradition in Asgard, which means that you are very satisfied with this dinner."
Thor scratched his head and explained.
"…"
Jane Foster held her forehead speechlessly, "This is Earth. Don’t break it again!!"
"Okay."
Thor nodded embarrassedly.
"Hey, did you hear that a satellite fell outside our town?"
"I know, it’s not a satellite, it’s a strange hammer. Many people tried to lift it, but no one succeeded."
"So magical? When the rain stops, I’ll try it too."
"It’s not possible now, the damn FBI has blocked that place."
Next to Thor, several guests at the next table were chatting.
Hearing their chat, Thor’s eyes lit up and he stood up suddenly, "Hey, buddy, where is the hammer?"
The guests at the next table were stunned for a moment, "Fifty miles west of the town."
"Thank you!"
Thor nodded and turned around.Go, "Jane, thank you for your hospitality. I’m going to find my hammer now."
"Wait."
Jane Foster caught up, "It’s raining heavily outside. Are you sure you want to go now? Besides, the government has blocked the place."
"No matter what, I’m going!"
Thor pushed open the door and rushed into the continuous rain.
Boom—
Lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the temporary research base that had just been built near Thor’s hammer.
"The weather forecast doesn’t seem to be accurate. I checked before I came here. It’s sunny in New Mexico these days."
Inside the base, Coulson looked up at the dark sky.
"Compared to the weather forecast, I prefer to believe my own eyes."
Hawkeye was right next to Coulson, and he replied in a low voice.
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Colson smiled, "Everyone knows that you are the best marksman."
"But you are just an ordinary person. During the time you were recuperating, too many criminals with abnormal abilities appeared in New York. After seeing them, I just want to retire peacefully now."
Hawkeye was multitasking. When he spoke, his eyes passed through the rain curtain and scanned the entire temporary base without stopping.
"Barton, this is not like you…"
Colson wanted to make a few more jokes.
But at this moment, Hawkeye suddenly fixed his eyes and quickly pulled the bow and arrow, "Something is going on!"
"What’s wrong?"
The smile on Coulson’s face disappeared, and he carefully pulled out the pistol from his waist.
"It’s too quiet, it’s too quiet here."
Hawkeye’s eyes were as sharp as a knife, staring closely at the white mist around him and the ink-like darkness outside the mist.
"Have you noticed…since the rain, the sounds of insects and birds here have all disappeared."
"It seems so." Coulson frowned and picked up the walkie-talkie, "Attention, all units, if there is any abnormal situation, immediately enter the first-level combat readiness state."
"Group One received!"
"Group Two received!"
"……"
The agents in the temporary research base immediately went on alert, wearing raincoats and holding guns, patrolling every corner of the base.
Soon.
Colson’s walkie-talkie rang.
"Report to the commander, there is no abnormality in area A."
"Report to the commander, there is no abnormality in area B."
"……"
"Barton, it seems that there is no problem?" Coulson looked at Hawkeye who was holding a bow and on guard in confusion.
"No, there is definitely a problem!"
Hawkeye quickly jumped to the highest point of the temporary base, half-crouched on the ground, and pulled out a special arrow from his back.
After a while.
Looking back and forth, he suddenly pulled the recurve bow and shot an arrow towards a shadow under the rain.
Swish!
The diamond-shaped arrow tore through the air and instantly hit the shadow.An unknown object in the shadow.
"Is there really something?"
Coulson narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to signal the agents to quickly surround it.
"Yes."
The agents held guns, half-crouched, stepped on the wet ground with black rain boots, and approached carefully step by step.
Boom—
A dazzling lightning flashed across the sky.
Under the illumination of the lightning, the sharp-eyed agents had already seen the object in the shadow clearly.
In the darkness, a human-shaped black shadow stood quietly, and the arrow of Chief Hawkeye pierced into the chest of one of the black shadows, and black sticky blood flowed from it.
The blood seemed to be highly corrosive. After splashing on the ground, the ground immediately became bumpy and a faint white smoke rose.
But this was not the most eye-catching thing.
The most eye-catching thing is the eyes of these black shadows. Their golden pupils are as bright as torches, as if there is a flame burning inside.
"Enemy attack!!!"
In the silent rainy night, the agents’ screams can be heard far and wide.
……..
