Chapter 130 Fool Thor first
Chapter 130 Fool Thor first
"Handsome boy, handsome boy, what's the name of the book in your hand? Can you lend it to me?"
Sol abandoned the image of the prince and turned into a curious baby, chasing him from the coffee shop to the street, just to know the title of the book.
Years of combat experience told him that the book was very important and he must get it.
Lak hung him for a while, then pretended to be overwhelmed and slapped the book on his chest:
"It's so annoying, I'll give it to you, take it and read it slowly, if there's something you don't understand... don't come to me."
Saul didn't care about his rude actions and stared directly at the cover. This time he finally saw the title of the book clearly:
"On How to Be a Monarch"
Saul opened the cover, and there was a large title written in black ink on the off-white paper, followed by several subtitles:
Three necessary conditions for becoming a wise king:
One: How to win the favor of the old king.
Two: How to win the support of your subordinates.
Three: How to win the love of the people.
This, this, this, this is exactly what I need right now... Sol turned the pages of the book tremblingly, and started reading like crazy.
It's as if a prisoner in the desert has found a source of water, and it's like drinking a mouthful of hot soup in a world of ice and snow. The body feels refreshed from the inside out, and the ecstasy reaches the depths of the soul.
"Hey Hey…"
The kid is hopeless... Rucker shakes his head and summons Pegasus, and Hill and Natasha walk across the street to set up a mission for the S.H.I.E.L.D.
The three of them used great perseverance to suppress their desire to sleep, and supported each other to float out of the coffee shop. Now if someone asked them where the North Star was, they would not be able to answer.
The pie was a bit big and I was knocked unconscious.
"Hey Hey…"
At this time, a disgusting laughter came to his ears, and because he was too abnormal, he temporarily dispelled the Buff of Seeing Money Eyes Open.
Sol lowered his head, holding a picture album of a man and a woman and admiring it with his head down, his shoulders rising and falling. This scene was very much like the students studying with the windows closed late at night.
Daisy did not hesitate to go to Lak's side, saying that only a handsome guy can soothe my wounded heart.
Jane thought for a while and wanted to push Selvig out. She, a girl, was not suitable for this situation.
Cannibals are soft and short.
Sol signed, and the team got a huge amount of funds. The equipment that they wanted to buy but were afraid to buy before were all lying in the shopping cart, waiting for him to choose.
The dilapidated old RV can finally be replaced with a new one, and there is no need to squeeze it into a corner and wrap it up with blankets.
And also...
Selvig walked up to Saul and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing clearly that the pattern on it was a serious one. He smiled and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Sol closed the book, looked up at the sky, his eyes sparkled:
"A book of life."
He turned his head and bent slightly towards Lak, and said that sentence from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you, Lak, you will be my forever friend from now on."
"Cut, who cares, but let me tell you first, the content there is for reference only, and we will not be responsible for any similarities."
"I see."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black whirlwind led the Pegasus to fly from a distance. The cool shape caused a burst of exclamation. With the Book of Life as a foundation, Thor was particularly quiet.
Just now, in order to "lure" them into signing an agreement, Lak let the Pegasus group fly and hid them.
"You're the one at noon."
"I remembered, you are the Night Knight."
"Hurry up and get on the horse, we'll talk on the road."
Six horses obviously cannot seat seven people, but how could such a simple question be difficult for the witty Lak, and with a big wave of his hand, the others rushed into the air, leaving one horse for Sol and Jane.
Just ask if you ride or not.
Thor: Woohoo~~Lark is so considerate.
The town is not big, and Pegasus flies very slowly, mainly waiting for members of the New York Aegis on the ground.
After a moment, a building made of containers and plastic pipes appeared in front of the earth-yellow land.
Two snipers were lying on the top of the hanging tower to observe the surroundings, and agents were constantly patrolling back and forth below.
When Lark arrived, Scarface led a group of people to guard the entrance, and there was an unexpected person with him,
"Yo, it turned out to be our Agent Coulson. I think it was the last time we met."
Dark light appeared in Coulson's eyes, and his right hand unconsciously reached to his waist to draw a gun. After a moment, reason prevailed, his eyes regained clarity, and he grabbed the walkie-talkie.
"Haha, Mr. Stark really loves to joke. Of course it was the last time we met."
"How can you be in such a good mood today, come to this barren land of Mexico to play, it can't compare with the blooming flowers in New York State."
Lark dispersed the golden light in his eyes and said with a smile: "Haha, you said you are in a good mood. Of course you are in a good mood. Let's just go out for a walk."
The words went round and round, and the others were confused, seeming to understand, but not seeming to understand.
Sol directly made a fool of himself, and no one in Asgard dared to be angry with him, so he simply had the same expression as everyone else.
As witty as I am.
During the conversation, people from the New York Shield also arrived. Coulson and Rumlow's expressions changed. The latter put on Pierce to put pressure on Hill:
"Commander Hill, Director Pierce has issued an order. The headquarters is responsible for this incident. If you openly disobey the order, the council will not be able to explain it."
Hill didn't change his face, and said calmly: "You take a good look to see if we have crossed the line. The scenery here is beautiful. Can't you relax after working hard on the mission?"
Rumlow looked around and saw that the New York Shield vehicles had indeed not crossed the border. They were scattered around across the cordon, surrounding the temporary base.
I thank you!
Rumlow still wants to talk nonsense, but Lark can't wait to try the Meowth Hammer. I heard that only people of high moral character can pick it up.
I am not talented, so I am nicknamed Gentleman.
"Okay, we're just going in to take a look, not to steal your treasure."
After speaking, Lark got off his horse and rushed in with the muzzle of his gun shining brightly. The agent raised his gun and took aim.
Rumlow wanted to order the fire and kill him here.
It's a pity that the ideal is full, but the reality is cruel.
Several lessons learned from the past have proved that Lark is fully capable of killing all of them in an instant when the bullet is fired, and can drink a cup of coffee leisurely after he is done.
The nicknames of Dark Knight and Human Tyrannosaurus are not for nothing.
"Let go!"
"Crash! Crash!"
The agent put down his gun obediently and backed away to both sides.
Giving you a chance is in vain... Lark regretfully dissipated the dragon power, turned around and waved to everyone: "Come together, I will open your eyes today, Thor, are you ready to get your Meowth Hammer back!" "
"Mewhammer? Hammer? My Mjolnir?"
"Yes, your Meow Hammer."
"Hahaha, Lark, you are truly my lucky star, I love you so much."
Sol was resurrected with full blood in a second, and he didn't care what the hell the Meow Hammer was. He jumped off the horse with his hands on his hands, and rushed into the passage like the wind.
"I went first, take your time."
Hill and Natasha followed, not at all worried about safety.
In the blink of an eye, there were only three of them left on the scene. Jane still wanted to think about it, but Daisy had dismounted silently and ran to Lark.
"Doctor, let's go."
"Well, I also want to see what could arouse Mr. Stark's curiosity."
The two dismounted and formed a group with Daisy at the door to go in together.
Lak glanced around with a golden light in his eyes, stayed in a certain place for a while, flipped his right hand, and a book appeared in his hand again.
"On How to Be a Monarch"
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