Thor's idea was simple and crude, and although there were other ways to deal with the ice, those would undoubtedly take time and take risks, which might be a burden if life could be measured like money. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But life is never priceless! So, in the end, the loser Sol smashed the rainbow bridge in Asgard, and such a big movement woke up the sleeping Odin, he didn't blame Thor, just looked back at the golden Asgardian Palace, and sighed:

"He's gone."

"Loki?" Thor said in a deep voice.

Yes, when Loki's avatar disappeared in front of the eyes of several people, he had already left Asgard, taking not only the Ice Crate with him, but also the Infinity Gauntlet that had been placed in the treasury.

Dave attended a local dinner party in Asgard, and in view of Dave's dedication and justice, Odin promised to let the dwarves knock him a new hammer, of course, Dave himself did not love hammers, so he asked Odin to make him a new knife-shaped artifact.

The next day, Dave completed a day trip to Asgard under Thor's leadership, seeing many beautiful views outside the palace, and then, of course, it was impossible for him not to return to Earth, so that night, Vancyty teleported him back to Earth.

Pillars of green light imprinted a circle full of runes on the earth, and Dave, dressed as an incompatible Earth, landed on a remote road on the outskirts of New York.

The secluded path, with its deserted cottages overgrown with grass on one side and a dense forest full of trees on the other, leads to a wide asphalt road with luxurious villas of the wealthy and tall shady trees on either side.

Looking left and right, there was no one on the path, and Dave didn't need to worry about being seen.

The silver-white armor covered Dave's face, and the next moment, he made a brief dash towards the trees on the side, followed by a double jump, grabbed two branches, and climbed to the top of the tree.

Standing on the top of the tree, the size of a toe, Dave looked out at the city in the distance, discerning the direction.

The wind swept and the leaves of the forest rang loudly, and Dave's long hairband was blown up and danced with the wind; The sun was shining, the sky was cloudless, and the silver armor on his body was polished and shining.

The slender and perfect mechanical body stood in the endless sea of green, gently swaying with the wind, but extremely calm and leisurely, as if breathing with nature.

Silence and noise, movement and immersion, all things are one, and the spirit and body are one, reaching a certain divine balance.

This is probably what is called Zen!

Confirming the direction of Base Three, Dave jumped like a bird, jumping on the tips of the trees, and soon came to the edge of the dense forest.

It was at this moment that he heard a faint cry for help - from the villa beneath him.

"Woo...... You...... Woohoo......"

To Dave's ears, the sound was no louder than a mosquito call, almost drowned out by the wind. The voice must have come from a girl, whose mouth may have been gagged and her voice was very muffled.

But Dave heard uneasiness and trouble in that flustered tone, and it was clear that someone inside needed help.

And that's when the hero should be there!

Once again, Dave condescendingly took a look at the surroundings of the villa to see if there was any useful information.

At the main entrance of the villa was parked a red sports car, which looked like a woman's. The glass at the back of the villa was open, and in the backyard of the villa, the small door to the utility room was open, and there was no sound inside, while a tap was spraying water into the empty pool.

Just by looking at this, Dave, an experienced veteran killer, has already imagined several possible scenarios, the most likely of which is undoubtedly a disguised suicide, injecting the target with an overdose of drugs, and then drowning the target, making the scene of accidental death.

As for why he knows so well...... Well, he admits that he was not sensible when he was young and always wanted to reduce the workload of the police uncles!

There's no more information out there, it's time to get inside!

Thinking so, Dave jumped from the tree, grabbed the edge of the second-floor balcony, rolled over, and quietly climbed into the second-floor balcony, through the transparent glass door, inside was an empty room.

Dave used a knife to neatly break the lock of the glass door, gently opened the door, and got into the house, at this time, Dave found that although the things in this room were neatly arranged, there was a lot of light dust, and there were very few things in the room that belonged to personal imprints, obviously, there were few people living here, probably a guest room or something.

Calmly unscrewed the door and walked out, so close that Dave could already hear the other people's voices relatively clearly. Those were on the ground floor.

"Say, where did your father hide our goods?" A low, hoarse male voice.

"Woo, no, I don't know......" A shrill female voice with a crying voice.

"Smack!" Loud slaps.

"Don't say it! Bichi, don't say it! You think we can't help you, do you? Another shrill male voice rang out.

"Ahh Ahh The woman screamed.

At this time, Dave had reached the edge of the spiral staircase, and there were no figures of the three people in his sight.

The experienced Dave didn't go down, because such a movement was likely to be seen, and it would give the bad guys time to react, grabbing the handrail of the stairs, Dave turned over and fell down the stairs, falling silently like a cat, and on the other side opposite Dave, two black men were torturing a young white girl.

Luckily, neither of the bastards saw Dave, and the short black man was inserting a thick needle into the girl's flesh - he apparently didn't aim at the veins, because the conscious girl was screaming in droak because of the torture.

"Ah, ah, I don't know, I don't know! I really don't know......" Shaking her head, the girl struggled hard, but was grabbed by the arm by the short black man.

"Hey, hey, do you like it? Love it, Bichi! Does it feel comfortable to be poked with a thick stick? The dwarf black man laughed cheaply, pulled out the needle brutally, and stabbed it again into the girl's slender white arm.

However, this blow did not make a difference!

A cold, hard hand grabbed the dwarf negro's head, and without giving him any time to think, it slammed the head back, and at the same time, a short-range burst of knee kicks the dwarf negro's spine, directly breaking his back.

"Ah!!h The short black man screamed and fell, and was already dead cleanly.

It all happened so quickly that the other black man saw the death of his companion and hurriedly tried to pull out the gun, but his hand could not reach the gun, and Dave had already made a progress, pinching the tall black man's right shoulder while twisting his wrist.

Under Dave's tremendous force, the black man was pressed to his knees without resistance.

"I ask, you say!"

(The second one is more likely to be around two o'clock, no need to wait~)