The Juggernaut in the comic world

Chapter 277 He is the King of Asgard
Nick Fury glanced at Thor.

Thor's water was too deep, and he was still not sure enough for a while, so he was temporarily stabilized by Mark, and he was thinking about other things when he returned to S.H.I.E.L.D.

After nodding in thought, Nick Fury reminded again: "Thor, don't forget what you promised me."

"rest assured!"

Thor patted his chest grandly, and said, "As the king of Asgard, I never lie."

……

September [-]th, the weekend.

The weather in Missouri today is sunny and cloudless.

But the mood of the king of Asgard was just the opposite of such a wonderful weather.

Holding a stack of leaflets in his hand, Thor stood stupidly on the walkway of the West City Square, with a dark face, and gave the leaflets in his hand to passers-by.

Again and again!
This action lasted for about half an hour.

"Snapped!"

A thick stack of leaflets was smashed to the ground by Thor.

"Crack! Crack!"

Two more feet were added.

"brush!"

Then, Thor gestured an international friendly gesture toward a floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor of the commercial building in West City Plaza, then turned around and walked across the square.

The second floor of the commercial building is a coffee shop.

"Ah!"

Mark sat on the sofa by the window, watched Tol's gestures towards him, and didn't pay attention. With a chuckle, he opened the notebook lying on the table, picked up a pen and wrote: "On a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, Tol I threw away flyers for XX stores, causing XX damage."

And this typesetting is just a small part of this notebook.

look up.

"On a certain day in a certain year, Thor wanted to drink and spent Mark XX dollars..."

"On a certain day of a certain year, Thor wants to eat meat..."

"On a certain day of a certain year, Thor broke the water glass at home..."

From bottom to top, I remember a lot.

Going forward, at least one-third of the notebooks are filled with similar content.

In addition, on the last page of the notebook, there is also a contract written by Thor when he was drunk.

The above content is probably:
Me, Thor.

King of Asgard!

Temporarily staying at Mr. Mark's house, all expenses incurred in the middle shall be borne by myself.

Due to temporary embarrassment, those who could not pay in full were all borrowed from Mr. Mark.

The interest is nine bars 13.

Signature is Thord's signature and handprint.

One month after this and the signing of the contract, Thor lived a life far beyond heaven.

but……

A week ago, everything changed.

Mark called Thor to the living room, took out his notebook, and told him line by line.

Final summary: I am worried that you will not be able to pay back, so I am going to collect the debt.

Thor didn't know what the final amount of [-] meters in the notebook was.

But after seeing the contract he made, he was still full of kingly aura.

Since it is his account, then he will admit it.

So Mark started looking for a job for Thor.

During the next week.

Thor has been on construction sites, delivered food...

Thor did a lot of hard work because he didn't know the earth's culture.

Every penny he earns is his hard-earned money.

All the money was taken and returned to Mark.

then……

Obviously it's only a [-] account, and obviously I worked hard for a week.

It turned out to be 20!
After a week of hard work, Thor already knew what the 20-meter knife represented.

He reasoned with Mark, saying why he was getting more and more.

"Interest!"

"Like to roll."

"King of Asgard? Don't you keep your word?"

Looking at Mark who was blinking and smiling kindly, Thor gritted his teeth.

But for the sake of the king's integrity, Thor still felt that he had to pay back the debt.

Today, Mark found him a job handing out leaflets.

You can get five meters of knife per hour.

very good!

Thor clenched his fists, encouraging himself.

Come on Thor!

It's only 20 meters, and I only need to work [-] hours to pay it off... What a ghost!

Looking at the sofa in the coffee shop on the second floor, Mark is drinking coffee comfortably.

he……

Even laughing at himself?
"Snapped!"

Thor threw away the flyer, mended a few feet, turned and left.

Damn vampires!
Don't do it, daddy!
"Buzz!"

Only a few steps away, there was a vibration in Thor's trouser pocket.

"!!"

Thor shuddered.

The source of this "humming" sound is called a mobile phone, which is a communication tool for people on earth.

It was the only gift that Mark gave him free of charge.

Logically speaking, after experiencing so many things, Thor should be happy to get a gift from Mark for free.

But at this time, Thor's hand touching the phone was trembling.

"call!"

Taking a long, deep breath, Thor gritted his teeth and took out the phone, then tilted his head sideways, looking at the content on the phone from the corner of his eyes.

This is a text message.

The content after opening is: King of Asgard, because you threw away the leaflet, you need to compensate the merchant...

The hand that was holding the phone tightly was also trembling non-stop.

"what!"

Thor let out a desperate growl.

"brush!"

The passers-by on the walking path were taken aback, and hurriedly hid on both sides, trying to increase the distance from Thor.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

After yelling, it seemed to be much more comfortable. Thor tried a few more times and found that it was indeed the case.

Then, turn around with firm eyes!
20?
What's the big deal!
He's going back to pick up the leaflets.

King of Asgard, never run away!

With determined eyes and courageous steps, Thor turned and walked towards the place where he started to throw the leaflets.

As he approached, Thor's eyes lit up, he stopped, and turned his head to the west.

That is?

Paid blood donation...

price is?
100m knife...

"Whoosh!"

Thor's breathing became short of breath.

You can get five dollars for an hour of handing out leaflets, and it takes 20 hours to pay off the [-] owed.

That's it!

Does not include interest.

And donating blood...

It only takes 100 times to pay off 20 for a [-]-meter knife donation.

"seem……"

Can do it!
Thor's eyes grew brighter, and he felt he had found a way to get rid of Mark.

At this time, in the coffee shop on the second floor of West City Plaza, Mark's hand holding the coffee suddenly paused.

He saw that Thor, who was leaving, stopped suddenly, then turned around and walked back after yelling a few times on the spot.

However, just as Thor was about to return to the position where he started distributing leaflets, he turned his foot and walked in another direction.

There……

Blood donation car?
"??"

"No way?"

Mark's mouth twitched.

He just wanted Thor to experience the despair in the world, and then design a story like a gentle bridge.

result……

Thor forced him to sell his blood?
"hiss!"

Mark shivered, then took out Thor's hard-earned money from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"Keep the change, please!"

(End of this chapter)