The Marvelous Dragon Balls

Earth, New Mexico, Old Bridge, near Jane Foster's laboratory.

"no."

Sif, who was still dressed in armor and looked valiant, said to Thor with a straight face: "Whether you like it or not, I must always follow you before you return to Asgard. , This is the order of the King of God, I have no choice."

Did not expect it? Let me just say, since Odin will make concessions to you, it must be... !

In Saint, who brought Thor and Sif to Earth, was standing with his arms folded to the side watching the play. However, he was just halfway through gloating when he saw Thor who used words to persuade Sif to fail. Give her a hammer without saying a word...

So... the momentarily dumbfounded In Saint, and then, harvested a comatose goddess of harvest...

"Li, Sif will ask you."

"..."

With a dazed and blank expression on his face, Saint took Sif from Thor's hands subconsciously. He was a little confused about the situation for a while, and was silent for a long while before a sentence came out. : "Thor, I need an explanation."

"Don't worry, I'm measured."

Thor shrugged: "She'll be fine after a night's sleep."

"That's not what I said!"

Because Saint supported Sif, who was about the same height as him, and curled his lips: "Even if you Asa Gods don't get concussions, your approach is too much. How can there be a reason to do it if you don't agree?"

"It's not what you think."

Thor shook his head solemnly: "This is also what Sif wants, but the oath she made as a warrior does not allow her to disobey the orders of the King of Asgard. The tacit understanding between me and her, after this, she has done her mission and doesn't need to force herself any more."

"real or fake?"

Because Saint didn't suspect Thor was lying, but felt that...he was not the one who was beaten, of course it was very easy to say this, who knows if it was his own wishful thinking...

"Don't worry, I promise, after she wakes up, she will definitely not trouble you."

"..."

Yin Saint rolled his eyes silently: "It's better like this,

My promise to help you is based on the premise that Sif herself agrees, and if this is not the case, ask for your own blessings! "

"plum."

Thor patted Insant's shoulder hard: "You should give me more trust. Since we met, when have I let you down?"

I haven't known you for a long time, okay... Not to mention that Lu Yao knows Ma Li is very early, if you think that I will trust you unconditionally in everything, then you are wrong!

Because Saint slandered and hid this sentence, on the surface, he just left a sentence to Thor: "That's it, I'll go first, call me if you have anything."

There is no such thing as a mobile phone at all, and there is no Thor who is due to Saint's number, but at this time, he nodded as a matter of course: "Okay."

...

Moments later, New York, Manhattan Island, Hell's Kitchen, Colleen Wing's apartment.

Because Saint was holding the unconscious Sif on his shoulders, the first time they both appeared in the huge living room, he said to Colleen Wen who was practicing: "This is not what I did."

Colleen Wen glanced at Sif's gorgeous light armor, which was placed on the average person. She probably thought that Yin Sheng had picked it up from which Comic Con, and that she knew about Yin Sheng's recent movements. Certainly not the same: "Asgardians?"

"right."

At the same time that Saint Yin nodded, he put down Sif on his shoulders and let her lie flat on the sofa in the living room: "The legendary goddess of the earth and harvest, Sif."

"Sif?"

As a Chinese-Japanese mixed-race Colleen Wen, although she has lived in the United States longer than China and Japan combined, the stories she had heard when she was a child were obviously not Nordic fairy tales: "I have never heard of it, What's up with her?"

"This is..."

With an expression of "I don't want to say anything", Saint tried to brush it off: "For the reason that it was a long story, Thor had to hit her with a hammer on the forehead."

"Thor? The god of thunder you told me about?"

Colleen Wing stood up from the yoga mat, walked barefoot to Insant, and looked at Sif sleeping on the sofa, obviously not planning to let Insent easily: "Okay, you succeeded in arousing my curiosity. Heart, why is it so long in words?"

It's the failure that piqued your curiosity...

With this thought in mind, Saint raised his arm and rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache to organize his words: "Well... let's put it this way, Thor is coming to Earth to meet his girlfriend, which is me and you. He said 'Jane Foster', but his father Odin firmly opposed it, and the two got into trouble because of it. Thor and Sif came to Earth together like this, pick up..."

"Wait a moment."

Colleen Wen raised an arm and made a pause gesture: "You first make it clear, why did Odin object to it in the first place? And why after adding Sif, he was willing to do something to Thor. Concession? What's the point of that?"

"Uh...how to say..."

Because Saint felt that this story was more and more unspeakable, he stroked his chin and pondered for a while, before continuing: "In the final analysis, the reason is that the average lifespan of the Asa protoss is five thousand years, and Odin is unwilling to let Thor find a lifespan." A mortal partner who is less than a hundred years old, that's why he ordered Sif, who is more suitable for him, to follow him to the earth. I just can't figure it out."

"I understand."

Colleen Wen nodded, and asked speculatively, "And then? Thor and Sif fought because of disagreements?"

"Not really..."

Yinsheng aimed at Sif's smooth forehead, and made a simulated gesture with his hand: "The two of them talked well, but Thor suddenly came with such a hammer, and the battle is over..."

"That's too much?"

Colleen Wen stared sharply: "Didn't you say that Thor is a good man? From his behavior, I don't see it at all."

"We're talking about two aliens."

Insante, whose reaction was similar to hers at the time, shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly: "You can't look at their behavior from the perspective of the earth."

"What's the meaning?"

Colleen Wen frowned slightly: "Are you telling me that this is a normal situation in Asgard?"

"I didn't say that."

With an innocent expression, Saint spread his hands and said, "What I mean is, since we don't understand these aliens, then stop thinking about them, and wait until Sif wakes up." , Naturally the truth comes out."

"Speaking of which..."

Saint pointed to Sif who was lying on the sofa: "Use your iron fist to smash her head. Even if Thor is right, she is actually fine. Let her remain in a coma for so long, that's okay." It's not a problem."

"Row."

Colleen Wen stepped forward, squatted down in front of the sofa, and pressed her hands on Sif's left and right temples. All ten fingers emitted white light from the inside out. After a few seconds, She raised her head to look at Yinshengte, curled her lips and said, "It's nothing serious? Judging from the energy consumed by my iron fist, it can be called a serious injury."

"The same sentence, they are aliens."

Insant shrugged his shoulders again: "As for their physical condition, we can't use the standards of people on Earth to measure them."

"..."

Colleen Wen puffed up half of her cheeks unhappily, and silently continued the movement of her hands. When she let go of Sif's head, the white light shining from her hands gradually dimmed: "Okay , she should wake up soon..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a snow-white fist was rapidly enlarged in front of her eyes...