I Have 48 Hours a Day

Thor looked at the figures outside the door. The people who could come in such a short time were either the residents in this tube building or the little bosses doing business on the facade downstairs.

In addition to the grocery shopping grandmother he met before, Thor also saw the owner of the biscuits shop, the cashier he met when buying water in the grocery store, and the two elementary school students playing with ants downstairs. Together, the number of people has exceeded six. Ten people, and considering that it is still working time, there should be some people who have not been able to come back. Maybe this building or even half of the street are all their people.

Seth sighed, "I said it earlier, can't you just sit down and talk to others, don't yell at everything, this is causing trouble."

Thor was unmoved when he heard the words, his eyes swept across everyone's faces coldly.

"You are all gods? Why have I never seen one before."

"Because we are the forgotten gods." The owner of the biscuits shop opened his mouth, and as he said this, the crowd gradually made way for him and let him walk into the house.

"The forgotten god?" Thor frowned.

"Not everyone has such good luck as you, Thor, son of Odin."

"Do you know who I am?" Thor said in a deep voice.

"For a famous person like you, it is very difficult even if you don't know it. After all, you are everywhere in various literary works on TV." The owner of the biscuits shop said lightly.

"You haven't asked your name yet?"

"It doesn't matter anymore. Even if I report my own name, you won't know it. In fact, few people in this world still know my name."

"It just so happens. I don't care what your names are. If you know what you are called, I will hand over Sif as soon as possible." After Thor said these words, Mulnier also flew in from the window and fell into his hands.

After holding the hammer, Thor's aura was even stronger. Although he was only one person, he did not lose sight of the more than sixty people on the opposite side. No, it should be said that in terms of momentum, the sixty people on the opposite side It was completely suppressed, even if they were all added together, they couldn't compare to Thor, who had gone into the enemy camp alone at the moment.

Even if they have almost surrounded Thor now, the chickens are chickens. Even if they surround the tigers together, it does not mean that they will have the upper hand. Some people even cannot bear the horrible power of Thor and can’t help but back off. A few steps.

The contempt in Thor's eyes was even better, but the owner of the biscuits shop finally managed to withstand the pressure.

He did not answer Thor’s question, but said to himself, “We people, more or less, have been glorious for a while, of course, than you are not the famous Nordic gods, but at least in our In my hometown, there are still many believers, and even have their own temples, but due to various reasons, it is difficult to escape decline in the end."

"I'm not here to hear your stories." Thor said impatiently.

"Son of Odin, aren't you curious what will happen to the gods after they decline?"

"I know what the gods look like when they fall. I have many friends who have experienced decline or are experiencing decline, including myself, I have also been extremely weak. This kind of thing is no secret." sneer.

"No, I'm talking about the real...debilitating. Few people still remember your name, the decline completely forgotten by the world," said the owner of the biscuits shop, "just like us now."

"We can only live in such a dilapidated small building. In order to pay the rent, we get up early and greedy every day, go to the supermarket to buy special foods on the expiration date, collect all the discount information carefully, and carefully calculate every penny in our hands, even in such a big summer. The air conditioner can't be turned on."

"Like those mortals?"

"Oh, if it is really like that, it would be fine. We don’t have ID cards, so we can only forge a fake ID. The original looks are foreigners. Fortunately, some of us know how to perform illusions and help us all look different. Only then were we able to settle down, but we couldn’t take the high-speed train, planes, or even find a decent job. We either went to illegal jobs, or opened a small shop ourselves, and we had to give most of the profits to our partners. We could only stay in society forever. The bottom layer.

"Most of us don't have any relatives or families to rely on. Otherwise, what do you think we are together for? Don't you want to have a caregiver?" Another person in the crowd said, "Urban management, The rogue in the city, the security of the community, anyone can bully us. And this is not the worst."

When that person said this, his tone became more and more excited, "The worst thing is that as time goes by, our strength is still fading. Not only has the appearance become older and older, it even maintains the body. The more difficult it becomes, that’s why we all seem to have disabilities now, so ugly, and what’s worse is that some people’s spirits have begun to show up, and the better thing is that we have forgotten a lot of the past. , Can’t remember her name, and those with bad luck are like Lao Zheng’s daughter. She is completely mad. She doesn’t know anyone and will madly attack everyone who approaches her, so Lao Zheng can only use iron chains Lock her up with the cage."

Thor heard the words and glanced at the old woman who was kicked to the ground by him. She didn't know how many bones were broken by him, but he still wanted to climb to him with a palm.

"I apologize for my recklessness before." Thor's tone sounded a little softened, but he soon became tough again. "But I came here to find my wife. There is a **** and I said you kidnapped her, or, at least know her whereabouts."

The incomparably well-behaved Seth who had been silent before noticed that Thor's unkind eyes fell on him again, and suddenly showed an innocent look.

Fortunately, the next moment I heard the owner of the biscuits shop say, "We do know where she is."

"Then tell me, where is she?" Thor couldn't help being overjoyed.

"I can't tell you." The owner of the biscuits shop said without hesitation.

Thor's face became cold again when he heard these words, and this time he didn't say anything, but Mirnier in his hand was shaking slightly, as if it was a sign of a storm.

The owner of the biscuits shop seemed to have never seen the murder in Thor’s eyes, “If you want to know the whereabouts of your wife, you need to do one thing for us first. Don’t worry, there is no difficulty in this matter for you. It will not take any of your time."