It was already morning when Newtska got out of the Quin. Texka rejected Coulson's suggestion to be a tour guide and asked Coulson to take him to the busiest part of Manhattan and get off the bus.

Texka informed S.H.I.E.L.D. that he was going to New York, which could only be regarded as a gesture of goodwill and a plane by the way. Coulson is well aware of the degree in this, and it is enough to keep a certain distance and be able to locate Teska at any time.

If you have to follow closely, if something happens, the S.H.I.E.L.D. memorial monument will have a few more names.

S.H.I.E.L.D. already has a certain understanding of Texca, and knows that this person is quite reasonable in normal times except for killing people without blinking.

Presumably, as Tesca himself said, the Asgardians were martial, but they were also peace-loving. It seems contradictory, but the translated meaning is - easily do not do it, and beat it to death.

Don't anger the Asgardians, they will be very warm friends, and if you anger them, you will be your most terrible enemy.

Teska was dressed in a casual tracksuit, and the Infinity Gauntlets were all part of his space backpack. Now there is nothing strange about anything other than being tall. Walking on the increasingly busy streets, at most, because of his strong size and handsome appearance, people will look twice, and no one can think that he is actually an alien.

At this point, Texka stands on the dividing line of this challenge, with Manhattan's most prosperous midtown business district on the left, a big city with every inch of land, and the depressed and gray Hell's Kitchen neighborhood on the right, which belongs to the most dilapidated and chaotic and dangerous area in the whole of New York.

Without much thought, Texka strode towards Midtown's business district.

The last time he visited, Tesca planned to take a good look at the decay of capitalism and see if he could survive this corrosive extravagance. As a result, I didn't wait for my willpower to be tested, and my combat effectiveness was tested a few times, and I had to experience it when I came back this time.

Asgardians cannot be afraid of challenges, both physical and spiritual. Last time, I had already challenged the physical test, and this time, of course, I chose mental corrosion.

As for the vampire, Mephisto's stingy old man gave Texka only one name - the Hand.

If it weren't for the fact that Tesca had watched a little Marvel's eye TV series, I guess I wouldn't even know what the name meant.

"I obviously remember that there were no vampires in the Marvel TV series, so why did the Hand have something to do with this dark race again. Did this old Mephisto guy lie to me, or did it have something to do with my previous mod operation? ”

Tezka couldn't figure out the relationship, and the secrecy of the Hand was not much worse than that of Hydra, so it was not easy to find at all. Tezka only remembered a few names related to the Hand and planned to find an opportunity to reach out one by one to see if he could find clues to this mysterious organization. However, this matter cannot be solved overnight, so it is not bad to take a walk around the city first and see the prosperity of New York.

The farther away from Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan's buildings become more upscale, with skyscrapers lined up one after another, pedestrians wearing all kinds of designer luxury accessories, and homeless people who used to be everywhere gone.

On the contrary, the deeper you go into the Midtown business circle, the most common is the police patrolling the road.

"Sure enough, it is a capitalist society, and the power of capital is really strong." Texka sighed.

It's early in the morning, and it's probably not the rush hour for work, so the road is not too crowded, on the contrary, there are quite a few people who come out for a morning run.

Groups of young and beautiful girls jogged in tight sportswear, and the sweat on their bodies reflected the sunlight and looked crystal clear. Coupled with the thrilling beating of the running time, ah, this youthful hot-blooded Tesska also felt it.

After watching it for a while, Tesska tried to retract his gaze, and admonished himself in his heart: "Race is wrong, what kind of love." ”

It's also helpless to say, Ming Ming Teska is very good at crossing this time, he is strong and handsome, and he definitely has the capital to open the Crystal Palace, but none of the women he met are suitable.

Cecily is fierce, and even crazier than herself when she fights, which is not to Texca's taste; Sylvie is a soft girl, but this is her character, and her appearance is completely an iceberg beauty, the kind of real ice; As for the earthlings, Tezka didn't think about it before she found out how Natasha rolled the sheets with the Hulk.

Sighing, Teska was going to find a restaurant that looked very expensive to have breakfast. The so-called chromophobia is also, one desire cannot be satisfied, so let's satisfy the second desire first.

But after walking for a while, I found that there are really not many restaurants where you can eat breakfast on the streets of New York, not like the hometown of the Celestial Empire, and there are tea houses everywhere where you can drink morning tea until evening. Finally finding a restaurant called Rosso that was open, Tezka hurriedly walked inside.

The name seems to be a certain red wine brand, and in Texca's relatively poor knowledge of luxury, the name that he can remember should probably be a famous brand.

As soon as I entered the store, Teska felt that he had come to the wrong place, because the place was beautifully decorated, and there were not many tables, but there were already nine percent of seats. It's still early in the morning, and such a good business must taste good.

When a waiter saw Texca, he was stunned for a moment because of his size as a professional basketball player, but he didn't discriminate because he didn't wear a suit or tie, but said politely: "Sir, I'm sorry, this side of our hall is relatively small, can you please move to the sofa area on the left?" ”

Tesca was speechless, the restaurant seemed to take the delicate route, and the seats were very artistic, but the thin legs as thick as chopsticks really couldn't support his body. Don't look at Texca, who is just over two meters tall, not much taller than a basketball player, but the muscles and bones of the Asgardians are far denser than humans.

Coupled with the fact that his strength has been growing recently, although he has not weighed himself carefully, Tezka estimates that he weighs close to five hundred kilograms. If this ass continues, those chairs with a strong sense of art will directly become a lump of scrap metal.

patted the six-pack abs on his waist, and Texka suddenly missed the piece before the crossing, and it felt better to the touch.

To achieve a relatively corner location, this restaurant business is very good, and there is still room for Texca in this corner. And as soon as he sat down, he heard someone next to him say to him: "Hey, I didn't expect you to dare to catch up directly, although it's not the type I like, but the courage is commendable." ”

Texka turned her head a little confusedly and saw a blonde girl in sportswear sitting next to her. Tezka recognized the other party, it was one of the athletic beautiful girls he had targeted on the road just now.

She seems to be a mixture of white people and other ethnic groups, her facial features are more delicate, her body is quite hot and her body is convex and backward, and her temperament is quite good, at first glance, she is the kind of eldest lady of a rich family.

Texca's size was so conspicuous that he was discovered almost immediately when he stared at others, and the girl glared back viciously, but the height of only 1.7 meters was really not much of a threat.

This is embarrassing, and being regarded by others as a pervert in the tail line.

Teska had no choice but to explain: "Misunderstanding, I didn't follow you, I just found a random place to have breakfast." ”

The blonde beauty looked incredulous, but instead of continuing the conversation, she asked Tezka, "Are you a basketball player?" ”

"No, I'm a soldier." Teska explained.

"Then I really didn't expect you, which unit did you serve?" The blonde asked with considerable interest.

"Sorry, confidential." Teska said sincerely.

This is not pretending, in the secrecy level of S.H.I.E.L.D., TESCA's identity is at least level seven or above.

"That name should not be kept secret, my name is Stephanie Makley, what about you?" The blonde asked.