Traverse in Marvel: I Possess Iron Man Body

The 101st palm, PhD in Physics Thor

He insisted that Donald Blake prescribed penicillin for them, and then the patient’s family took the decedent body to the entrance of the hospital, set up the mourning hall, and hired a large group of social idlers to block the First People’s Hospital in New York. Chasing down Donner Black, he was not as strong as he is now, and his body shape is similar to the bald glasses man next to you. At that time, they broke five of Donner’s ribs. Since then, Donald has changed his mind and hurt I changed my past and resigned from the First People’s Hospital. I changed my career and followed my girlfriend Jane Foster to enter the physics industry. Not to mention, people who study medicine are smart. They soon graduated from Fordham University in New York and gained I have a master's degree in physics, and I am now studying for a PhD in physics. I am his professor in charge. "

Eric is getting more and more excited

"Aren’t you still asking why he was able to fight like this? Isn’t that scared of being beaten by the family of doctors and patients? So since then, he has worked out every day and signed up for the Bruce Lee Fighting Gym in Chinatown for several years. In integrated martial arts, I often joked with him, saying that he is not a physicist, and he will be a professional MMA player, and he will definitely earn more."

"Well, I don't have the time to listen to your story."

Hill interrupted his chatter

"Um, Eric, go in and take people away, but I explained in advance that if there is another time, I can't guarantee whether my subordinates will use fists or guns."

Eric stepped forward and wanted to hold Hill's hands. Hill stepped slightly, avoiding Eric's paws.

"The person is inside, bald, you take him in."

"thanks, thanks."

Eric gratefully followed the man with bald glasses and walked in.

Before the people arrived, Eric started the funeral

"Oh, Downey, Downey, poor Downey, are you here? Nothing will happen, I will take you home."

Eric walked in and grabbed Thor who was still in a daze.

The two did not speak, and slowly walked out under the gaze of countless staff members. Passing by Jane Foster's research car, Thor picked up a black leather notebook.

"Dr. Eric Selvig!"

Hill shouted while standing at the door.

The two cried out badly, but did not act rashly. Eric turned his head slowly, not knowing what was going on.

"Never take him to the bar."

"I see."

Eric sighed. The voice stopped him just now and almost scared him to death.

"where are we going?"

Thor asked.

"Definitely go for a drink."

Eric quickened his pace.

Hill looked at the back of the two of them and waved behind him.

"Keep up with them and don't let them find out."

"Yes sir!"

Sitting in Eric's car, Thor covered his face with his hands. The tears on his face were dry, but there were still traces. He didn't want to show his weak side to others.

"I really convinced you. I dare to break into S.H.I.E.L.D's secret base alone. I really don't know if you are really stupid or fake."

Eric held the steering wheel and looked at Thor, who was equally disappointed.

"The things in there belong to me, I'm just going to get things that belong to me."

"What yours, it's a meteorite, it fell from the sky!"

Thor didn't speak any more, he knew that no matter how he explained it, no one would believe that he was Thor.

"Crack—"

The car parked at the Red Romance Bar in the Bronx, New York.

"How many sirs?"

The well-dressed lady at the door smiled with eight teeth.

"Two."

"Is there an appointment?"

"No."

"Then please come here."

Miss Etiquette’s feet stepped on hate the sky, a pair of black silk legs staggered back and forth, attracting Eric's attention.

Walking to the bar, Eric ordered two glasses of whiskey.

"You know, man, I always believe the opposite in everything, I'm all wrong."

Thor's face was bitter, and the hustle and bustle of the bar didn't give him any excitement.

Eric retracted his eyes from the girl’s writhing waist in the field, and looked at Thor.

"This is not a bad thing. I know you don't have any accurate answers. Your question is correct."

Thor nodded

"For the first time in my life, I didn't know what to do at all."

"Anyone who can find a direction in life starts by admitting that they don't know where to go."

Thor looked at Eric

"Thank you for helping me."

"Don't thank me. I helped you because of the face of Jane Foster. Her father and I taught in the university together. Our two families are also family friends. I have watched Jane Foster grow up since I was a child. Elementary school, middle school, high school, until I was admitted to college, and now I am a doctoral student. Her father is a good person, but Jane Foster has never been obedient."

Eric was a little helpless when he said this, but he also loved him.

"me too."

Thor empathizes

"My father wanted to teach me some truth, but I was too stupid to understand and couldn't listen to him at all. Now that I think about it, I realized that he was right."

Eric turned around and said sternly

"I don't know if you are dizzy or deliberately muddled. I don't care. I only care about Jane Foster. I know she likes you."

Thor has an afterthought.

?

Jane Foster likes me, that big silly girl, oh no, big beautiful girl likes me?

"Uh, I swear, I never intentionally hurt her."

Eric rolled his eyes and said

"Good! In that case, I will buy you another drink and you will leave tonight!"

Thor nodded.

"Two more beer cocktails!"

Eric drank all the whiskey in his glass.

"Your wine."

The bartender brought two oversized glasses and two small glasses, and Eric poured the cocktails from the small glasses into the big beer glass.

Eric raised the big cup to signal, Thor had no choice but to hold the cup too, and both of them poured it into their throats unwillingly.

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

After a drink, Eric hiccups

"I didn't expect you to drink well."

"Haha, half and half, third in the Nine Realms."

Thor smiled shyly.

Hey, I'm so violent, I'm still bragging.

I don't believe it today. I can't beat you in bragging and fighting. Could it be that my dignified New York Beer God of War still can't drink you so crazy?

"Bartender, have another glass!"

"Okay, two beer cocktails."

"Come on! Do it!"

Do it again.

"My brother, it's not my brother. I said you. You must have read too many comic books, and you have badly read your mind. Where is the world tree, Bifrost, Odin, Thor, Loki, these are all artificial myths, I told You, I am also a cultural person. I like to watch these things when I was young, but we are all grown-ups now. We must mature, earn money, and have our own business! Otherwise, how can we please girls?"

Eric drank too much and grabbed Thor with his breath full of alcohol.

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