Marvel Super Armor

Texas, border town.

This is the hottest time of the year, and the deserted streets are baked dry by the scorching sun. No one will go out in this weather to make trouble for themselves, and the shops on the street are all like old dogs paralyzed by heat. Silently huddled in the shadows.

"Damn it, has Ancient One finally been tricked to death by Mephisto? I'm afraid this hellish place has been ceded to hell. It's so damn hot!"

The skinny old man was sweating profusely and his face was red from the heat. He couldn't bear to turn on the fan. He kept fanning his cowboy hat with his left hand in an attempt to cool himself down. He took a sip of ice-cold beer with his right hand and let out a long sigh of relief:

"Haha - with this damn weather, even the toughest cactus will be dried out in the sun. It seems like they won't be able to bloom again today."

This town is a themed town with cowboy style as its signature. The style of all items in the town seems to be stuck in the cowboy era, and most of the merchants are operating related industries.

For example, this store is a well-known local cowboy-themed clothing store. The store is filled with a variety of cowboy clothing and supplies.

Compared with other cheap stores that are flashy and cheap in order to rip off foreigners' money, this store has a first-class reputation. Although Old John is stingy, he never cares about the quality of his products. He sells everything that can be put on the shelves. Genuine and high-quality goods.

But selling goods depends on the right time, place, and right people. There are not even dogs on the street in this damn weather, so no matter how good the goods are, you can't sell them.

"Bang!"

Just when Old John was lying on the counter and about to take a nap, a tall blond man in strange clothes suddenly sneaked in and secured the door of the store.

"...Hey, hey, what's up? Do you know where this is?"

Old John yawned calmly, took out a double-barreled shotgun from under the counter, loaded it neatly, put the muzzle of the gun on the counter and aimed it at the blond man:

"Young man, life is [-]% unsatisfactory. You are still young, there is no need to go to extremes. Now, turn around and go out, old man, and I will pretend that nothing happened. How about that?"

As he spoke, he grumbled dissatisfiedly: "Besides, how can you come here to rob someone at noon? The last guy who did this was the first live broadcast robbery in history. Are you trying to imitate him? ?”

"Haha, you misunderstood, I'm not here to rob you, I'm just here to ask for help."

The blond man's face was as handsome as an ancient Greek statue with a sunny smile, and he introduced himself:

"My name is Thor. I was a god before, but now I am just an ordinary person like you."

"?"

Old John looked at Sol's face blankly.

Odin's immortal son?Why did it come to earth?

He was stunned for a while, then followed Thor's words and said, "Oh, so, what are you doing here? Building your temple?"

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't plan to build a temple in this backward place. After all, I won't have a chance to come here in the future."

Saul rejected Old John's suggestion. His attitude was obviously impeccable, but his arrogance was hidden in his words:

"To make a long story short, I was deprived of my divine power by my father and was driven here. This old guy thinks that I have hidden evil intentions and intends to assassinate him and usurp the throne. I am really old as a dog... Ahem, in short, I need your help. .First of all, prepare a suit of clothes that fits me, thank you."

When you hear the request at first, if you look closely, you will find that it is still a high-level order, but it does not feel arrogant, as if he was born to give orders and accept the surrender of the people.

This child seems to have a weak brain. Sure enough, it is hereditary...

Old John looked a little weird. He stood up and measured his height, shoulder width and other data in a decent manner, and carefully put together a suit of jeans that fit him.

"I am very satisfied with your service. When I return to Asgard in the future, I will give you the wealth you have dreamed of for a long time."

"That's really grateful."

Old John curled his lips and didn't take it seriously. After handing the clothes to Sol, he turned around and took out two bottles of cold beer from the refrigerator.

He neatly changed his clothes and admired his new image in the mirror. His tall, strong yet slender body perfectly brought out the charm of his clothes. Coupled with his neatly trimmed beard, he looked very handsome. A perfect cowboy image straight out of a history book.

Even Old John couldn't help but look at it twice and said with emotion: "Not bad, I have the same demeanor as when I was young."

"..."

Sol gave him a strange look. Are all the people from this remote country so thick-skinned?

"Then, what else do you need from me?" Old John handed him a bottle of beer.

Sol was not worried at all about the poison in the wine, or he didn't bother to worry. He took the beer without hesitation, burped happily, and felt much better:

"You have people here who can get information from the outside world...I don't know how to put it in your terms, it's the kind of thing that can see things happening far away..." Sol explained with some words.

"Are you talking about the TV?"

Old John took out the remote control from his pocket and turned on the TV hanging above the counter.

[...There was a terrorist attack in the building. Mr. Jin Bin, the owner of the Simmons Building, issued a stern condemnation of the matter and stated that the terrorists who organized this attack will be punished. Please see the on-site report below...]

"Nice! This is it! It seems that your technology development speed is pretty good."

Thor happily grabbed the remote control. He had just understood how Old John used this little thing to control the TV, and quickly changed channels to find the information he wanted.

[But she is not my favorite X-Men. In order, they should be: Wolverine, Cyclops, oh wait, I forgot Professor X, it should be Professor X, Wolverine...]

【Everybodycomeandplay?7?8Throweverylastcareaway?7?8Let'sgotothemall......】

[A huge humanoid creature was photographed. Although the photo is very blurry, it can still be seen that it was stopped last night...]

[Dr. Richards, known as the "Dr. Magic Stick", issued a statement saying that he will soon lead the team to space to conduct a solar wind observation project in two weeks...]

[According to the description of the locals, the hammer fell here around 21:[-] last night. Fortunately, the remote location did not cause any casualties...]

"Aha! This is it!"

After searching for a long time, Saul finally found the report about Hammer when he switched to the local station.

"I need to go to this place to get my hammer back. Is there any way you can get there as soon as possible?"

"Are you sure? Since Odin threw you here, how could he let you go back so easily." Old John raised his eyebrows and took a sip of wine.

"Ha, this is a problem, but with my..."

Thor was about to brag when he suddenly came to his senses and asked in shock: "Wait a minute, how do you know that my father is Odin?"

"What's wrong with you kid?" Old John was speechless and casually gave a reason:

"The fairy tale books on Earth record your affairs. This question doesn't matter. The point is how do you plan to get the hammer back? It's about a four-hour drive from the town where the hammer landed. When we get there, the landing point will be determined. It has been blocked by relevant departments for a long time, do you plan to break in directly?"

Sol blinked and asked innocently: "Isn't it possible?"

"...You are awesome, then let's go."

Old John had nothing to say, so he closed the store door, drove out of the garage an old pickup truck of unknown age, lit a cheap cigarette, and knocked on the door:

"boarding."

"Huh? You call this thing a car?"

Thor walked around the pickup truck and asked curiously, "Where's your horse?"

"..."

Old John's eyelids twitched, he took a deep breath to calm down, and stopped arguing with this idiot.

"Times have changed. Now... the cars in the atrium don't use horses. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and get in the car. If nothing else happens, we can get there before dark."

"oh oh."

Thor, who was very nervous, did not notice that he had unknowingly lowered his status. He no longer had the same aloof attitude as before, but became...

To put it mildly, he has become Old John's silly son, who almost calls him daddy.

"Buzz—!!!"

The old pickup truck spewed out a thick stream of black smoke from its exhaust pipe. After struggling on the spot for a long time, it finally started, leaving two black wheel marks and carrying the two cowboys towards their destination.

"What's that in your mouth? Give me a taste!"

"Damn it, don't just grab it! Damn it, that thing is not for food! Damn it, how could Odin give birth to a son as stupid as you!"

……

"I'm back~"

In Fusheng Pavilion, Lin opened the door and walked in. Her face, which was in a happy mood because she had gone home, suddenly froze and asked strangely:

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Dongfang Shouming, who was always in high spirits, was lying in front of the counter with his arms folded, looking helpless.

"Oh, something happened..."

Dongfang Shouming raised his head and said autistically: "I finally caught that old dog Schreider, but he actually ran away..."

"Caught Shredder?"

Lin asked in astonishment: "No, how could he still run away after he was caught?"

Dongfang Shouming was so melancholy that his thick and long eyebrows covered his eyes:

"I don't know. Old man, I've been thinking here all night and I still haven't figured it out. How can I still run away after I've put it all into the Haotian Tower clone..."

This is a lie.

He actually knows the reason, or in other words, anyone can easily deduce it as long as they see the process of Shredder disappearing from the Haotian Tower clone.

The Earth's space blockade has been lifted.

But of course I couldn't tell Lin about this, at least not now.

The Earth's space blockade, involving the Battle of the End of the Century, was a top secret that only those who had the authority to know about it kept silent. It was too early to tell her now.

There is still too little time...

Dongfang Shouming suppressed the worries in his heart and said to Lin: "Although I can't bear it, I still have to tell you that the Black Hand Gang seems to have found the Hell Gate in Zhongsu, the Demon of Thunder. You may be busy again."

"What?!"

Lin was just about to sit on a chair and rest for a while, but when she heard Dongfang Shouming's words, her legs trembled and she almost sat on the ground:

"So fast? Does Valon have such powerful talents under his command?"

"Haha, these days, all the smart people are being conquered by careerists."

Dongfang Shouming shook his head, looked at Lin lovingly, and said unkind words: "When will we set off?"

"...I'm going to take a shower and then set off."

Even though Lin had all kinds of complaints, she couldn't comment on this matter, so she could only go upstairs with a sad face and prepare to continue fighting.

Neither of them mentioned Dikui, as if it was just a trivial matter that would be settled once it was solved, and there was no value in mentioning it again.

"Boom--"

The dull thunder was carried in the thick clouds, bringing a heavy rain, drenching post-war New York, and bringing the slow recovery of corpses to a standstill.

Dongfang Shouming walked to the window and listened to the sound of rain outside, with a happy look in his eyes.

"After all these years, I still like watching people get wet in the rain."

"hey-hey."