Daisy in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 685 The one who wants to die is here again

As for whether he regards Odin as his grandfather, and Leech also regards Odin as his grandfather, whether there is a generation difference between them is not a big problem in the eyes of the Asgardians.

Barbarians don't pay attention to false etiquette. Although Odin is an alternative, he is still a barbarian in essence. At most, he is an educated barbarian.

Daisy calls Uncle Bol and Uncle Odin. This is an example. No one thinks there is a problem. Everyone has their own opinions.

The bald brother who is greedy for life and afraid of death must not be on the phone with Odin. His Majesty the God King is the most intelligent in the nine realms. His cowardly nature can be seen through at a glance. Odin initially despised this guy.

But I can’t help the bald brother being so shameless!

Stark and Odin had a natural compatibility, and their reputation would increase even if they quarreled. If the two of them chatted a few words and drank some tea, their reputation would be full.

The bald guy didn't get this kind of treatment, but these days there's no problem that flattery can't solve. With his hard work and unremitting efforts, he started from scratch and reached the full value!

The bald brother got off work that day and walked into the nursing center to say hello to his grandfather.

He was not the only one who took advantage of Odin's weakness to increase his reputation. The female warrior of Asgard and the earth goddess Sif were also here.

Thor took the wild woman Jane Foster to Asgard, which made Sif too embarrassed. She could pretend to be pitiful or considerate of the elderly. Anyway, Sif has been staying there recently. Earth, and the bald brother are all acquaintances.

When Sif was fine, she strolled in front of Odin and asked old man Odin to see that your son was going crazy at home with a wild woman, and I came out to take care of you, old man. Do you have to compensate me for something?

Odin knew Sif's thoughts very well. He didn't hate this little idea because he couldn't stand Jane Foster. In His Majesty's opinion, the rift between father and son had a lot to do with this woman. .

He tried to warn Thor that mortal life was too short and Sif was his real queen, but Thor was as stubborn as a donkey and it was useless to tell the truth.

Seeing Sif practicing her sword while wearing a shirt and jeans from Earth, he could only sigh.

The bald brother criticized the leech for half an hour. The naughty child now knew how to play, rolled around when it came to studying, and even made the tutor angry. The bald brother showed the authority of a guardian and gave the leech a severe scolding.

"What a headache." The bald brother couldn't help complaining to his grandfather.

Odin felt deeply that the giant baby in his family was a constant problem. Now that he saw that others were unable to discipline the naughty child, he felt the same way.

"Mr. Sitwell, there is a man named Dale Rusk outside who wants to see you? Huh? Why did you get in?" The agent of the nursing center whispered a few words beside the bald man. Then he turned around unexpectedly and found that he wanted to see you. The tall white man who saw the bald brother was already standing behind him.

"Agent Jasper Sitwell? I am the new special commissioner of the Ministry of Defense. I have many questions about weapons transportation in Latvinia. I think we should talk." Disguised as Dale Rusk, the Red Skull Coming to the United States in a grand manner, he was addicted to the prosperity of New York. It must be very satisfying to conquer such a large city.

From the corner of his vision, he noticed a fat old man wearing an eyepatch, one eye blind, and a T-shirt with the Thor logo on it looking at him in the distance.

He didn't recognize him, so he glanced at it and stopped looking at it. Instead, he walked outside the door and waited in the car.

Daisy's delivery of weapons to Latvinia was known to all the five major countries and even acquiesced in it. This kind of thing was very common. The bald brother did not doubt that he was there. He turned back to get his coat and prepared to go out to discuss it in detail.

"That guy has a problem. If you go with him, I can't guarantee that you will appear in the Hall of Valor. After all, you don't have much courage, and you are not a warrior..." Odin's words reached the ears of the bald brother. , he almost paralyzed with fear.

His steps staggered, the big glasses on the bridge of his nose were half crooked, and sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Was that guy just now an enemy? Are you here to kill yourself? The bald man with a well-informed memory knew about the Hall of Valor. After receiving the epic task of serving Odin's biological grandfather, he memorized the entire Nordic mythology.

Maybe even Thor doesn't remember some of the details in the myths as clearly as he does.

It was because he was clear that he knew that Odin would not tell lies. His Majesty, the God King, said yes and no.

I'm in trouble again! Why is it always me! I just want to work and earn some money, why is it so difficult!

Calling someone to shoot this Dale Rusk to death was his first thought.

Odin stopped Sif who wanted to help with his eyes, and snorted: "If I face your disaster alone, I will admit that you are a warrior. If you call someone, I will be very disappointed."

A multiple-choice question was placed in front of the bald man. Should he overcome the difficulties and move forward bravely, or should he hide behind and wait for someone to save him? Mr. Sitwell did not think about it at all. He automatically chose the latter...

He smiled and apologized to Odin, and took out his phone to call Director Dai. He knew that Daisy had the ability to teleport. He could accept whether she teleported herself away or flew to save others. Unfortunately, Director Dai was unlocking a new posture in Antarctica. Not turned on at all.

Ouch! His cowardly behavior almost made old Odin angry to death. My old man said it so clearly and you still want to call someone! Do you have anything that can be called courage in you? ?

As long as you perform a little better, His Majesty the God King will smile happily when he sees it, and he will naturally reward you with something.

You must know that the mason from Asgard in the original time and space was living on the earth. The weapons he used were all beaten to the head by Coulson and others, that is, he was a brick-moving worker.

If the serious Asgardian artifact gave the bald guy a piece of equipment, he would be a master for a lifetime, but this guy refused this honor without any hesitation.

After waiting for two minutes, he found that Daisy did not appear. His Majesty the God King knew that the woman from the Eternal Clan was held back by other things.

Although Odin sealed himself, he couldn't seal it with a magical weapon. His eyepatch was the magical weapon. He looked up and looked around. Hundreds of gunmen were waiting outside. Even if the reinforcements called by the bald man came, it would be difficult to help him.

He didn't care, but the bald brother's careful service during this period was not fake. He was extremely comfortable with flattering him. Even though Odin despised his character, he didn't want to see anything happen to him.

I want to maintain the majesty of my God-King and cannot watch innocent people die tragically in front of my eyes. His Majesty the God-King found an excuse for himself.

"Your reinforcements can't arrive in time. I'll lend you my weapon. It's enough to kill those ants." After Odin said that, he took out the Eternal Spear from the void and threw it to the bald brother without looking at it. I closed my eyes and rested.

Seeing a shiny golden spear parked in front of him, the bald man who was on the phone didn't think about it at all. He subconsciously wanted to push it back. He didn't go out and fight for his life. He was not a soldier, but a civilian!

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