The road conditions were bad, the car was loaded with precision instruments, and Phil Coulson deliberately slowed down, driving fifty miles for two hours.

Thor really has a super big mouth. No need to talk, he talks about everything. Aside from bragging, Phil Coulson has a general understanding of Asgard, an alien country.

The more he understands, the more frightened, and the kinder the look in Thor's eyes.

It's not good to be unkind. This is the crown prince of a powerful empire-although he was expelled, it depends on the parents to educate their children. In the future, if Thor has a grudge against the earth, it might be a Star Wars.

Thor looked like he would fight if he didn't agree with him.

Phil Coulson looked at Jane with a little more respect. He could tell that this pair of men and women is the best of men and women looking at mung beans-they met. Maybe Asgard's queen is Jane.

Phil Coulson made up a hundred episodes of the palace drama.

The expression gradually changed.

Arrive at the destination-a charming wonderland.

Thor rushed out of the car first and drove straight in. The problem is, there is someone guarding the door, and does Thor know the exact location of Mulnier, hurry up!

Okay, really rush a hammer.

The guard saw Thor rushing over and pressed his hand to the holster, ready to draw his gun and shoot.

After getting out of the car, Phil Coulson signaled the guard to let him go, and then quickly followed, Jane followed.

Only Stark, Mike, and Daisy are not slow.

Stark looked at Mike.

Mike said: "Didn't I say, I have no interest in other people's hammers."

For Daisy, Thor's hammer is no better than Mike's stick.

"Besides, the hammer is there, and it won't walk away on its own feet." Mike added in his heart: "It's possible to fly away."

When Mike came to the center of the hammer pit, Thor was looking up to the sky and screaming, his voice full of infinite unwillingness, and a bit sad. I heard that Jane, a science lady, was full of tears in liberal arts.

Sure enough, beauty was in the eyes of the lover.

Stark approached Phil Coulson and asked, "What's the situation? How did you play Shakespeare?"

Phil Coulson replied in a low voice: "Being expelled and losing his supernatural power, he can't hold his beloved hammer, miserable!"

He said miserable, but his eyes were gloating.

From the perspective of Phil Coulson, Thor, who has lost his power, is a good Thor, who can gather information while making friends with the prince who is in trouble.

Phil Coulson, you have gone bad... Stark thought so, his mouth cocked unjustly.

"Let me try." Stark walked over to the hammer. "Thor, don't you mind?"

Thor felt sad and ignored Stark at all.

Stark stepped forward and held the hammer.

Hard.

Try harder.

The hammer didn't move.

"I don't believe in this evil!"

With that, Stark's watch squirmed and disintegrated, covering his palm and forearm, turning into steel gloves.

Hold the hammer handle again.

Ran and egg.

Phil Coulson said: "Actually, large cranes have not been able to lift the hammer. So... the ability to lift the hammer has nothing to do with strength."

"Does it have something to do with blood?" Stark glanced at Thor, secretly guessing. Considering Thor's expulsion, and also unable to raise the hammer, the answer is unknown.

However, if you don't know how to ask Mike about metaphysics.

Stark: "Mike, answer it."

Swipe it!

All eyes are on Mike, including Thor.

"Look at what I am doing, I don't know much." Mike said: "As far as I know, the Mulnier hammer is made of materials extracted from the declining Fixed Star, and the grip is the world. The branches of the tree."

Others look at Thor.

Thor nodded, acknowledging Mike's statement. He was very surprised. Although Mulnier's origin was not kept secret, how could a Midgard know so clearly.

Mike continued: "Actually, the hammer was originally not heavy, less than 20 kilograms. There is a powerful magic attached to the hammer, which is why the hammer cannot be lifted."

magic?

With Thor, the legendary Thor is here, it seems that magic is not unacceptable.

Thor anxiously asked, "Is there a way to dispel the magic?"

Mike squinted: "Hold the son of Odin all day long, and then do you think a Midgard can easily dispel the magic of the god king?"

Thor is embarrassed.

Mike said: "If I'm not mistaken, the magic that the King of God applied to the hammer should be some kind of rule."

Thor asked, "What rule?"

Mike said: "It's very simple. If the king doesn't want you to use Maulnir again, why throw it to Midgard with you. Isn't it good to put it in Asgard? So, the so-called expulsion is a king's qualification. The trial. After the trial, the clubhouse...regained the power of Thor. If you can’t, it’s good to die the earth as a mortal, so as not to return to Asgard and harm others."

After hearing Mike's words, Thor sighed in his heart, as long as the father didn't completely abandon him. He touched his chin and thought: "It turned out to be a trial, what is it to try... It is really difficult to find the shortcomings in such a perfect heir, this trial... really difficult!"

If Mike and Stark knew what Thor was thinking, they would probably squirt out all the coffee they drank.

This is no longer the degree of narcissism, okay, this is especially mental cognitive disorder.

Ill... mental illness!

Get cure!

"Okay, that's all I know, Thor slowly thinks, what else should the others do, it's gone."

"Eh, Mike, don't you try it?"

"Me?" Mike shook his head, "I don't have the'Quality of King'."

Odin's so-called "qualification of the king" is nothing more than: willing to sacrifice one's own purity and kindness for others.

Mike admits he is not a bad person, but he is definitely not a good person.

"I've come here, try it." Stark grabbed Mike, "Hey, if you can't lift it up, everyone will be in balance."

Mike hesitated.

It wasn't that Stark was agitated.

But he was thinking that the method of lifting the hammer meets the requirements. For example, when you are opening a safe, entering a password is one method, and cutting the safe directly is also a method.

No one thinks that Thanos can't lift Mirniel, right?

What Mike thought was that maybe I can't beat Odin right now, and I won't be more than a magic he left on the hammer.

Once this idea sprouts, it's like a seed taking root in the heart, knowing that it's not easy to mix with other people's father and son, but I can't help it.

Or, just explore, not to destroy the magic?

Mike himself didn't believe this, just like a man said he couldn't get in when he was outside, who would believe it.

"Try it." Daisy was behind Mike, pushing Mike with her hand.

I won’t be able to push another 10,000 Daisy.

But when she exhausted all her strength, she pushed with her hands, and the headlights of the two large cars were on her back.

Who is holding on to it?

"Okay, okay." Mike surrendered.

He Roar breathed.

Step forward slowly.

There is a sense of ritual inexplicably.

Jane always finds something weird, and asks Phil Coulson next to him: "Why do people seem to have special hopes for Mike? It's like... like if he can't lift a hammer, no one can lift it."

Phil Coulson said: "Because he is very strong."

Strong enough to become a unit of measurement.

Jane murmured: "It doesn't look like anything special."

Daisy corrected Jane seriously: "Extremely handsome and capable."

No matter how serious it is, Daisy's words are slowly and nonsense.

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