Super Detective in the Fictional World

This Yingwu woman did not hesitate to nod her head: "Yes, we are Thor's best friends. ”

Luke nodded for two seconds, pretending to think, “Well, can you ask him what he looks like? ”

The woman also did not falsely think: "Blonde, half bigger than me, strong, should have only been here a few days ago. ”

It was thrown down a few days ago! Luke puked in his heart and saw the colour of his thoughts.

A moment later, he nodded: “I did meet a man with the same characteristics as you said, and he also said his name was Tor...”

The mustache of the four grabbed Luke's shoulder: “Where is he? ”

Luke grinned his teeth immediately: "Oops, that hurts. ”

The woman responded fastest and opened her bearded hand with a slap: "Are you crazy, want to crush his shoulder blade! ”

Then she turned to Luke and said, "I'm sorry, he didn't mean to, let me see how your shoulders are. ”

Luke rubbed his shoulder and shook his head: "I'm fine. He didn't push very hard. You stopped it in time.” He also moved his shoulders a few times, indicating no problem.

Women are a little surprised, but they don't really care.

After all, she was not the one who did it. She was judging by the general situation, and the beard did not necessarily use much force against a Midgart.

In fact, the mustaches work very little - just a little bit harder for the Asgards.

Luke's shoulder blades aren't broken, they're just a little clicky.

Primary self-healing and primary limb regeneration immediately begin to work, with familiar itching sensations coming from the bones and muscles at the shoulders.

He easily endured this rather uncomfortable feeling for ordinary people and smiled: “Well, I'll drive you there, and Thor is staying on the ranch outside the town, but I'm not sure he's the one you're looking for. ”

The four of them stood still and rejoiced, saying yes.

A moment later, three powerful men squeezed into the back row of the F150, while the woman sat in the co-pilot and was taken away from Shakford by an old driver named Luke.

Along the way, Luke and the four of them introduced each other, sort of met.

Unfortunately, Junior Pheromone's manipulation was only effective for women, so he mainly chatted with the English martial artist Ms Shiv, and the other three men who claimed to be three samurai looked left and right, seemingly not understanding why Shiv was so gentle with a strange little boy.

You know, they've been friends for centuries, and they don't usually talk like that.

Jealousy doesn't mean that you have to come and eat. They're just simply weird.

Perhaps this little fellow looks particularly delightful? The three big men listened to the first two people talk about the wind, and that's all they can think about.

Luke heard a lot of “top-secret” news from Sieve's mouth.

These guys don't seem to have a lot of ideas about the planet, as if Americans don't know what's going on in small African countries, or maybe don't care, and Siv just gives a lot of recent news about the Nine Kingdoms.

Things like Warnheim's troubles, Jotunheim's temporary restoration of calm, are transparent news for Sieve, but super ferocious for Luke, the native Earthlings.

The news is more like real-time news, or recent news, not much like the common sense gained at Thor's, and even less like Luke's memory of a lifetime ago.

Luke had a vague memory of the last film, not to mention the Nine Realms "News."

Even Asgard called it the courtyard, or Midgart, he learned it from Hef's mouth.

Luke took this information, and the database could add a little thickness, or he could give Phil a copy.

This information should be very much needed for a global nosy department.

HYDRA will know too? Does not exist.

They can't penetrate Asgard, they can't relate to Asgard.

Look who's connected to Asgard. None of them, except those passing through Thor, were nearly destroyed by Thor's brother, Loki.

Man, it's impossible to make friends with ants.

Unless this man has a crush on an ant, like Dr. Jane.

But to be proactive, S.H.I.E.L.D. can't do it, nor can Hydra.

Soon, the F150 stopped at the board room.

The angry beard busted out of the car and smashed the back door down on one shoulder, rushing under the car and shouting: "Thor, Thor! ”

Shiv, who had a little bit of a laugh with Luke before, waited for a second and gave Luke a chance to unlock the door and jump on it.

The other two people in the back seat had already drilled out the broken door and searched around for Thor's figure.

Luke walked to the right door, looked at the deformed door that leaned against a little skin, barely hung on the body of the car, and the corner of his mouth twitched: Robert was nagging now.

At the same time, he was once again sure that the four Asgardians were strong.

If he touches hard, he won't be able to compare his 40 powers to theirs.

Of course, it's all Asgard's top elite to hang out with Thor.

Nor would Luke have to compare himself to them in terms of physical strength, which he never had.

Over there, the door on the second floor of the board room was also suddenly broken open, and Thor rushed out, looking at the four people downstairs, with a rare smile on his face.

Several old friends laughed and hugged there, and Luke pointed at the three Dr. Janes who came out of the boardroom, simply stating that these were Tor's friends, more than he had said.

If you say so, you'll have to write a letter.

Thor doesn't pick up his meow hammer and transform it on the spot, it's just a strong human being.

Thor, who does not discharge electricity, is not a good proximity magician, which is a famous saying.

It wasn't long before Luke got back in the car with a group of people.

They need a place to talk, and this is obviously not a good place for a board room.

Luke was very considerate, saying that you can have a ranch not far away, where you can eat, drink and talk.

Everyone has no opinions.

This time, Dr. Jane and Shawig drove their own jeep, and four Asgard dudes were politely invited to the pickup's rear bucket.

He doesn't want Robert to be reimbursed for both the back doors of the F150.

Siv also took the initiative to go to the rear bucket and chose to have fun with his own little buddies.

Daisy was able to sit in Picard's co-pilot, and at this moment she was wearing black framed glasses, and from time to time she lifted her eyes from above the black framed glasses and looked at the five hip-hop people in the rearview mirror.

“Are they... playing cosplay too much?” For a moment she swallowed her spit and asked in a harsh whisper.

What smashed the frost giant's head, dug out the dragon's heart, tore apart what monster into pieces, this speech kept drifting from the rear bucket into her ear.