The news of the Hammer in Yorktown, New Mexico, spread not only to Texas, but almost all over the United States, but all strong men with the strength of two arms came to join in the fun, trying to raise Brother Hammer's unique magic weapon. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Yang Kun and Brother Hammer drove to Yorktown, they saw vehicles parked in all directions, and the eager contestants formed a long queue, about 100 meters long.

"Hey, Thor, it looks like your hammer is in high demand."

Thor snorted and spat out a word with extreme contempt: "Mortal." ”

Yang Kun shrugged his shoulders speechlessly, he had long been accustomed to the arrogance of this hammer brother in the past few days with Thor.

Stopping the car in the distance, the two of them stepped on the sand and walked towards the hammer of Thor, which was stuck in the desert.

Thor's hammer fell from the sky and smashed into a large crater, jumping into it about the depth of a calf.

Thor took two quick steps, leaned in front of the hammer, pushed away the big man in front of him who couldn't shake the hammer even if he couldn't shake half a minute, and held the handle with a happy expression.

"Hey, bastard, follow the rules, you know, you have to get in line."

The second-ranked big man was extremely unhappy and took two steps forward to push Thor, and seeing that it was his turn to show his skills, he was of course unhappy that an unruly queue cutter suddenly appeared.

Thor was deprived of divine power, and his physical fitness was slightly stronger than that of ordinary people on earth, and his strength was limited, and he lost his balance when he was pushed by the strong man, and his palm naturally released Thor's hammer.

Thor was furious, glaring at the big man who was attacking him, and he pushed the big man who attacked him, with a fierce expression like a fight.

"Damn it."

The big man in the plaid shirt roared angrily and swung his fist at the turn, and Thor was not to be outdone, clenching his fist and fighting back.

The two of you punch me hotly.

The original queue to draw the hammer was no longer lined up, and they surrounded one after another, forming a semicircle around the two of them and shouting and cheering.

These people were originally idle and had nothing to do, and they came all over the United States to pull hammers, and of course they wouldn't miss the fun when they saw someone fighting.

Yang Kun jumped into the pit with Thor in tow, and his every move was within sight. Brother Hammer and people clashed and punched each other, but Yang Kun didn't make a move, so that Brother Hammer didn't recognize the reality and suffer a little, and it was difficult to change this guy's arrogant stink.

Finally settling the entangled big man, Thor panted, wiping the blood from his nostrils and walking towards his hammer again, this time no one stepped forward to grab him.

Brother Hammer confidently held the sledgehammer, showed a half-mocking and half-smug smile to the crowd of onlookers, and finally winked his left eye happily at Yang Kun who was not far behind him.

Yang Kun spread out his palms and made an inviting gesture.

Brother Hammer retracted his gaze, took a posture, and held the hammer to lift it vigorously.

The hammer didn't move.

Again, it still doesn't move.

It's not scientific.

Brother Hammer was a little dumbfounded.

The onlookers booed, shouting for Brother Hammer to dodge, and if he couldn't lift the hammer, he would get out of the way, don't get in the way of the people queuing behind.

Brother Hammer couldn't hold his face, clenched the handle with both hands, and used all his strength with a loud shout, but sat down on the ground with a "poof".

"Hahaha."

The crowd of onlookers laughed.

Yang Kun stepped forward to help Thor, who looked at Thor's hammer with a dull gaze, as if he had lost his soul.

"Let's go."

"This can't be, this can't be......" Thor muttered to himself, apparently not recovering from the blow.

Returning to the pickup truck, Thor regained his senses, and wanted to jump out of the car again to pull out the hammer but was stopped by Yang Kun, one attempt is enough, if you can't lift it, you can't lift it, and it's the same if you try a few more times.

"Thor, how did you get banished to Earth?" Yang Kun asked, he had only heard a general explanation from Sif in Asgard before, and he didn't know the specific situation.

Thor's bright cheeks were filled with loss, and he whispered, "I had a dispute with my father over our unauthorized trip to Jotunheim, and I advocated that Jotunheim be taught a lesson of iron and blood, and my father rebuked me for not being qualified to be king, so he deprived me of my divine power and banished me. ”

Thor raised his head and looked in the direction of Thor's hammer with unusual nostalgia, "I don't know what kind of spell my father cast on Thor's hammer. ”

"I think the Father of the Gods banished you so that you could learn how to be a true king, and you are his only son, the only heir to Asgard......"

"I'm not," Thor shook his head gloomily, "and Loki, my brother, who is more fit to inherit the throne than I am. ”

"But the Father of the Gods has chosen you to inherit the throne."

In fact, Yang Kun wanted to say that Loki was a descendant of the Frost Giants and not an Asgardian, firstly, he had no evidence to prove his opinion, and secondly, he would not necessarily believe it even if he said that he was a child. Anyway, the truth will be revealed sooner or later, no matter what means Loki uses to deal with Brother Hammer, he Yang Kun will do his best to protect Thor's safety.

Yang Kun has always done what he says, and since he has reached a contract with Sif to protect Thor, he will do his best.

"I have let my father down." Thor looked up at the sky, "Maybe my father is watching me from above." ”

"So you have to cheer up even more," Yang Kun patted Brother Hammer on the shoulder, posing like an old friend, "Thor, if you think about it carefully, the father of the gods banished the hammer of Thor to Earth with you, he must have hoped that you can have an epiphany, recover your divine power and return to Asgard again, otherwise he can completely seal the hammer of Thor." ”

"You're right." Thor perked up and nodded his head.

"Now let's go and have a big meal first, and then have a good rest, and then figure out a way."

"Okay."

Thor is worthy of being a hero who can afford to let go, and he quickly regained his former vigor under Yang Kun's explanation.

The two drove out of the desert and into Yorktown, where they saw many CIA agents in uniform and plainclothes arriving one after another, heading for the desert without asking, surely heading for the falling Thor's hammer.

At this point in time, the United States does not have a S.H.I.E.L.D. organization, and it is all up to the CIA to deal with unknown threats and special events, and it is impossible for S.H.I.E.L.D. to respond and project power in the first place. So much so that it took a long time to arrive at the scene slowly, set up a cordon, and isolate irrelevant personnel.

It would take a little trouble for them to contact Thor's hammer again, and of course it was just a troublesome point, and Yang Kun didn't pay attention to it.

Not to mention the CIA, even the White House and Pacific Command Yang Kun can come and go whenever he wants, and no one can stop him at all.

When night fell, Thor had no intention of sleeping, knocked on Yang Kun's door with a bottle of wine, and the two sat on the balcony of the hotel drinking and chatting.

Talking about Asgard, talking about Sif, and talking about Yang Kun's interesting experience through time and space, Thor, who has always been bad at words, actually talked non-stop with Wade, maybe the sudden blow made him want to talk.

"Thor, do you have a girl you like?"

"No, what about you?"

Yang Kun looked up at the bright starry sky, distinguishing the Andromeda Galaxy from it, and imagining the romantic scene of himself and Jill hugging each other, he couldn't help but be stupid.

"I have a girl I like, her name is Jill."