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SHIELD, temporary base.

Whoosh————————

A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard.

The agents in the base were instantly alerted when they heard the sound.

"Is there a fighter jet flying nearby?"

Phil Coulson, the person in charge of this incident, frowned and walked quickly out of the base.

SHIELD controls the air area in this area. If a fighter jet appears.

There is only one possibility, enemy attack!

The last second after walking out of the base, Coulson was still worried about whether it was an enemy attack.

The next second, Coulson's hanging heart finally died completely.

Bang——————————

I saw a black shadow falling quickly from the sky, hitting not far from me and raising a piece of yellow sand.

Then, a tall figure walked out of the yellow sand.

SHIELD's Level 10 top-secret file, code name: Superman!

"Everyone, stand down."

Coulson reluctantly asked everyone to put down their weapons: "Mr. Stark, what are you doing here?"

"I heard that you have a hammer that can't be lifted, so I was invited to help."

Arno said and waved to the tower in the distance: "Long time no see, Clint~"

The man holding the bow in the tower also waved to Arno.

"Hi, Arno, you must go for a drink with me after I get off work. There is a great tavern in the nearby town!"

Arno gave him an OK gesture.

Clint Barton, codenamed Hawkeye, is a level 7 combat agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

He is also a close friend of the former level 7 agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., Black Widow, and Natasha Romanoff.

In the years when Natasha worked for the manor, Barton would visit her from time to time, so Arno and Barton have known each other for many years.

Although Barton was a little unhappy with Arno forcing Natasha to work for him.

But after arriving at the manor, he found that Natasha was not only much happier than in SHIELD, but also had a salary that he could not even reach, so he fell silent.

He even thought about going to work at Arno's manor.

Working for two years to achieve financial freedom directly, isn't it better than working illegally in SHIELD?

But in the end, after Nick Fury's face became even darker and he stared at him for a long time, he gave up.

After all, Nick Fury still helped him a lot, for example, few people knew the information of his wife and daughter.

Barton sighed and leaned on the railing of the tower like a salted fish.

A good life is out of reach, so he can only continue to work illegally and make a living.

As for his slacking work attitude, will he be discovered by Hei Lu Dan?

He said, you try to manage Superman.

When his extraordinary vision allowed him to find that it was Arno in the air, he put down the bow and arrow in his hand.

Not only because he and Arno had known each other for a long time and were considered friends.

But also because the multifunctional bow and arrow in his hand was no different from a toy in front of Arno, unless he had a kryptonite arrowhead.

But Barton actually never believed that even if there was kryptonite in reality, it would really be useful to Superman.

After all, if he was Superman, he would have a hundred ways to prevent kryptonite from affecting him.

Coulson waited for Arno and Barton to finish talking before smiling and saying, "Although I can't stop you, I still need to ask you who invited you to help?"

Coulson asked these questions in a gentle tone, and even made way for the gate of the base.

This means that he is just asking a routine question, and you can go in even if you don't answer.

Before Arno could answer, a bald man suddenly jumped out of the crowd.

"Mr. Stark, welcome. I'm Sitwell.

I'm sorry I'm late. Minister Pierce just told me you were coming. I didn't expect you to arrive so soon."

Agent Sitwell, the second person in charge of this incident, ran over sweating and hurriedly explained to Arno, fearing that he would be dissatisfied.

Arno smiled and patted his shoulder: "It's okay. I came in a hurry and caused misunderstandings. Relax. I still remember you. You were also very nervous when you came with Pierce last time."

Look, his usual personality is still very sunny and gentle, and he is approachable. He is not as scary as some people say.

"Thank... Thank you for your understanding." Sitwell breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained to Coulson next to him: "Mr. Stark is the special assistant invited by Minister Pierce. He has the right to participate in the research and use of the ownerless hammer."

"I understand. Mr. Stark, please come this way. I will take you to visit the base and the hammer."

Colson nodded, and without asking any more questions, he invited Arno into the base.

Originally, he was just asking symbolically. Even if Arnault came uninvited, he would have no way to deal with it.

Since Minister Pierce invitedIf they were invited, there would be no problem.

After all, strictly speaking, Pierce was even his boss's boss, and he, a small level 7 agent, had no right to ask.

Arno nodded, put his hands behind his back, and walked into the temporary base surrounded by the crowd.

There was nothing to see in the base, just a bunch of long tents built with steel frames.

Finally, everyone came to the center of the base, a square open-air fence.

The fence was very empty, with only one item.

A hammer.

Coulson called down the researchers who were doing tests around the hammer, took Arno to introduce him:

"This is the hammer that cannot be moved. Its structure cannot be scanned, and its material does not belong to any material on the earth. And all our means cannot remove even a little powder sample from it. It is indestructible!"

Arno tilted his head as he looked at the hammer, and a smile of interest appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Interesting, he couldn't see through the internal structure of this hammer.

And it was not because of the material problem like lead, but because there was something strange inside the hammer that blocked his sight.

It was more like... magic?

And it was a magic that was much more powerful than Wanda's current power.

Because Wanda's magic could not block his sight.

"Everyone step back."

Arno waved his hand.

Without waiting for Coulson to reply, Sitwell on the side immediately ordered: "Everyone leave here and wait outside."

The other guarding agents around looked at Coulson hesitantly.

Although Sitwell was the second person in charge of the base, they had to listen to his orders.

But Coulson, the first person in charge, was still here. If they listened to him, what would Coulson do if he wrote bad things about them in the action report later?

"Uh, sir, should we let them all retreat? After all, if there are too many people and an accident happens, it is easy to cause unnecessary casualties." Kurtwell also reacted and smiled awkwardly at Coulson.

He was eager to perform in front of Arno for a while, and forgot that his boss was still there.

Coulson narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at him, and ordered: "Everyone, leave. No one is allowed to come in without my order."

The surrounding agents retreated quickly as if they had been pardoned.

Arno ignored the little farce of Coulson and Sitwell. He just thought that there might be an accident, and he kindly reminded them when he was in a good mood.

It didn't matter whether they went out or not, he didn't care anyway.

Arno walked in front of the hammer and looked at it.

The hammer was silver-gray, not big, but not small. It was too big to hit nails, but just right to hit people.

There were complex patterns on the edge of the hammer, and the dark red handle was surrounded by silver textures.

The overall look was simple and exquisite.

Well, it was better than the stuff that cost 9.9 yuan from Pin Xixi.

This was Arno's evaluation of the appearance of the hammer.

In fact, he knew what it was when he saw it at first sight.

The weapon of Thor, the god of thunder in the legendary realm, Thor's hammer, Mjolnir.

Well, although he hadn't seen the Thor movie in his previous life, he still knew about this Thor who looked like Mr. Xu Jinjiang.

He casually hooked the strap at the end of the hammer handle with his fingers and lifted it.

"Hmm?"

Sure enough, there was something, and it didn't move at all.

Then I have to be serious.

Arno held the hammer handle with his right hand, which felt good, and began to slowly apply force.

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