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"Snapped!"

A glass was smashed to pieces on the ground.

Steve, who was at the table, picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank the half-full glass of vodka in one gulp. After finishing the drink, he swung his glass and threw it hard on the ground, causing sparkling glass shards to splash on the square-patterned floor of the restaurant.

"Steve! Let me tell you, my father is actually very great! But! I really feel that he is old! Two or three thousand years have passed, and time has wiped out his fighting spirit! He has also lost his enterprising spirit. !" Thor, God of Thunder, picked up the wine bottle, first poured a glass for Steve, and then poured a glass for himself, "This glass is a tribute to the past glory of my father Odin!"

Without saying a word, Steve picked up the filled wine glass on the table, put it to his mouth, and drank it in one gulp!

"Refreshing! Steve, you are the first earthling I have ever seen who is so cheerful!" Seeing Steve drinking boldly and without any pretense, Thor patted Steve's shoulder vigorously, and then also Dropped the cup from his hand.

Steve glanced at his backpack, picked up the finished wine glass and threw it hard on the ground. Everything in his mouth was tasteless, "Pop!"

With the backpack, Steve would never get drunk in his life, unless he really wanted to get drunk.

"Thor, don't you want to prove yourself to your father again?" Steve held down Thor's hand as he continued to pour wine.

A God of Thunder from the Eternal Land of Asgard, now on Earth, he is as desolate as a homeless man, with long messy golden hair stained with dirt, and the clothes on his body are also covered with dust.

If Steve hadn't seen the Thor movie, he would have been as clueless as those SHIELD agents who were wandering the streets looking for a Thor to come to Earth.

after all……

Who would have thought that a man who resembled a homeless man could be a god?

In people's minds, they either think that there is no God in the world and are just myths and stories made up by people, or they think that God must be very radiant and the clothes he wears are all glittering gold.

No one would ever associate a god with a tramp because there is nothing in common.

Thor raised his hand vigorously, but the one holding the wine bottle was held down by Steve and could not move at all. He pinched the bottle in his hand and made a crack.

"Thor, if you want to drink, I can buy you more wine than you can drink in a lifetime!" Steve pressed Thor's hand and met Thor's clenched teeth and red eyes looking up, "But , are you really willing to do this?"

Thor, who was questioned by Steve, let go of the half-full vodka bottle in his hand. The bottle rolled around on the dining table until it fell to the ground and shattered.

Thor smiled helplessly at Steve, leaned back on the back of the seat, and stared at the dusty and cobweb-covered ceiling of the restaurant with reddish eyes.

"What else could I do? I had completely lost all expectations of my father and I could tell he was angry."

"Your weapon, Mjolnir, is nearby..."

"I said!!! I have lost my divine power!!! I have lost the power of the God of Thunder!!! I can't afford the weapon that has been fighting with me for more than a thousand years!!! I have lost everything my father and mother have for me. Such expectations!!! What a useless person I am now..." Thor glared at Steve sitting on his right, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes.

Snapped!

The sonic boom echoed throughout the streets.

In the restaurant where Steve and Thor were drinking together, napkins, tablecloths, and notes danced in the air and landed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with shattered glass everywhere.

In the wall across the street, a homeless-like person is embedded in it.

"What I want is Thor who cheers up and fights your brother with S.H.I.E.L.D., not an incompetent and roaring drunkard." Steve rubbed his fisting right hand and pushed away the shattered body in front of him with his feet. Desk, "At least, you have to give those heavy-minded guys in SHIELD a little hope! Let them help you regardless of their own safety!"

"You look like a beggar, how can you make those SHIELD agents believe that they will get huge benefits after helping you!"

Walking out of the street, Steve put on an armor, slapped away a SHIELD agent who was charging at him with a pistol, and walked step by step towards Thor, who was knocked away by his punch.

"Hey, Thor, I hope I didn't punch you to death." Steve grabbed Thor's collar and pulled him out of the wall. "Now, are you awake?"

Thor's body limply let Steve hold him in his hand, "Just beat me to death."

Steve bent down and met Thor's lifeless eyes for one second, two seconds...

"Forget it, killing a god who doesn't even have the courage to challenge himself again is dirtying my hands." Steve let go of Thor's shoulders, took out a stack of dollars from his trouser pocket, squatted down and put them on Thor's shoulder "This money is enough for you to buy a suit of clothes that fit you, then take a shower and go find those people holding pictures of your weapons on the street, if you want to try again to see if you can find your power again." , otherwise, it will be enough for you to drink for half a month."

Thor didn't say a word, just held the money Steve gave him tightly to his chest and gritted his teeth.

Steve turned around and left, but before he took two steps, Thor, who collapsed on the ground, spoke, "Steve, thank you, but I'm useless now...I'm sorry."

"You don't have to apologize to me. Everyone has their downturns, but some people stand up, and some people never stand up." Steve didn't look back, "At least, I believe in you as a god. Stronger than us earthlings, perhaps your father Odin has been paying attention to you."

Steve glanced across the street, where Jane Foster was looking at him, protected by three or four S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in all-black suits.

Jane Foster stood behind the four SHIELD agents, opened her mouth and said a word silently to Steve, and carefully made a slingshot gesture to Steve with her hand.

There were already many people gathered around the street, including ordinary people, SHIELD agents, and some police officers.

Steve took two steps and suddenly turned around and shouted to Thor on the ground: "Thor! I forgot to tell you some news! Your father has fallen into a deep sleep. As expected, this is the last time in his life. In deep sleep, you, the God of Thunder, are on Earth, and you can’t even see the last of him.”

The voice was loud, and Steve deliberately said it so that everyone in the street could hear it.

"He is the God of Thunder? Doesn't he look a bit different?" A SHIELD agent protecting Jane Foster muttered to himself, his face under the sunglasses full of disbelief.

Hearing Steve's words, Thor suddenly stood up from the ground and chased Steve, "What did you say, Steve!"

But at the corner of an alley, Steve had just turned into the alley, and Thor stepped back, but Steve's figure was no longer in front of him.

Thor grabbed the wall and shouted at the dead end alley with no shelter in front of him: "Steve! Come out! Tell me! What you are saying is not the truth!!!"

"Steve! Come out! My father is the God King of Eternal Land!!! How could he die!!!"

When the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents across the street heard this, their bodies shook at the same time. They all took out their communicators and reported to Coulson at the Quake Base that Thor had been found.

Steve walked in the underground passage he had dug in the past few nights, listening to Thor's roar above his head, and said with a smile: "Yes, Thor, that's it, full of anger, full of exploration drive, give Nick Fury has some hope."

In the deep underground tunnel, Steve's voice spread far away, "Failure is the mother of success, despair is the father of hope, Thor, come on!"

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