Five, Six, Seven in Marvel

If you want to lift the hammer, you must first be a good person."

"Did you see those little gangsters? Go kill them and rescue the girl."

"Is this reliable?" Sol asked, holding the rabbit.

"You have to believe in me as a teacher. I have experience in doing good things."

"oh."

Thor held the rabbit in his arms, punched and kicked those few gangsters with three punches and two kicks. Although his magical power was gone, his fighting instinct was still there. A group of agents could be knocked down, let alone a few gangsters?

"Hey, are you okay?"

Sol pulled the girl who was bullied by the gangster up. The girl saw Sol's handsome face and said, "So handsome!"

Then she saw Gudong being held in her arms, "Oh my god! Such a cute rabbit!"

As she said this, she reached out and touched the rabbit's head.

Gudong jumped onto Thor's shoulder, held up the crooked crown, and avoided the hands that wanted to touch his face, "You are the rabbit! I am the king!"

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Just these days, Hell's Kitchen has a new hero.

Saul, known as Bunny Man by the people of New York.

In fact, he is the God of Thunder.

But for the sake of the hammer, what does dignity mean?

Isn’t he the Rabbit Man?

Isn't it just a change of painting style?

As long as you can pick up a hammer!

You can ask him to do anything!!

A few days later...

Mexican desert.

"Disciple, I believe that after you have done so many good things as a teacher, you will definitely be able to pick up the hammer." Wu Liuqi said with firm eyes.

When I heard that Thor was back to get the hammer, Phil was also waiting here early.

Adams didn't know where he went. He seemed to have discovered an ancient monument in the Mexican desert, and then went back to New York's Chinatown to buy a black donkey hoof.

To put it simply.

He struck gold.

Thor shouted, holding the hammer in both hands, tightening his abdomen and raising his hips, and exerting force on his forearms.

"--rise!"

The hammer didn't respond, it didn't even shake.

"——Again!"

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three breaths.

The hammer still didn't move.

The veins on Thor's arms popped out, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and his whole face was red. It was obvious that he really wanted to lift the hammer.

But he failed.

Sol was very disappointed, and the corners of his eyes narrowed down, like a defeated dog.

"How can you pick up a hammer to do good things? You didn't mean to trick him, did you?" Phil asked.

Thor left, and Wu Liuqi picked up the hammer and shook it a few times, "Of course not. Mjolnir only recognizes people with a pure heart, but if you want to become a king, it is not enough to have a pure heart."

Wu Liuqi continued: "He can already pick up a hammer, so what he lacks is not a pure heart, but something else that a king should have, or in other words, a leader should have."

"But what does this have to do with doing good deeds?" Phil asked, "He even put down his dignity in order to pick up the hammer. If I were the hammer, I would have recognized him long ago."

Wu Liuqi said: "This is not enough. Although I don't know what a leader needs, someone knows."

He smiled rather mysteriously.

I have seen some of this since Wu Liuqi met Sol.

Things that will happen to him in the future.

After all, he is also a half-baked mage. Although he cannot see it as clearly as Adams, he can still take a quick glance.

And all he has to do is speed up what will happen to him.

Whether he can lift Mjolnir or not depends on him.

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Hell's Kitchen, late at night.

No matter how many superheroes pop up, the criminals on this street will never stop.

There are 147 streets in Hell's Kitchen.

Unless there are 147 heroes here, crime will always exist.

Sol squatted next to a trash can and threw the Gudong on his shoulder to the ground.

"You are so angry! What did this king do to offend you?!"

Thor curled his lips disdainfully.

King?! Rabbit country?

"If the king really chose me, why would he choose me?! I don't want to be a mage at all! I'm just an exiled king! Without a hammer, I'm nothing! I can't do anything!!!"

"Can't save Asgard! Can't save my father!!"

Gudong punched him on the calf.

"You are so sad! This king has no father and no family! Those who would protect me are gone!!

At least you can be a warrior when you hold a hammer..."

"But do you know what I am?!? I am a vase! I have nothing but this crown! I am a king who sold his country to interstellar pirates, those who will protect me and fight for me

All my people were ruined by my naivety."

"Do you think anyone can be a king? Without extraordinary wisdom and courage, without the consciousness to sacrifice for the country! Without qualities that can be recognized by the people."

"What qualifications does a fool like you have to be a king?"

As he spoke, Gudong took off the crown on his head and wiped it on his overalls.

This is the most precious gift left to him by that perishing planet.

"At least you can still be the king."

"As for me, I am already a king, but my family is gone."

Thor picked up the rabbit, touched its head, and helped him straighten the crown.

"You seem to have been through a lot, damn rabbit, I'm sorry."

"You are the rabbit!!"

Thorson leaned helplessly on the wall behind him, and then hammered the trash can next to him, "Damn it! How on earth can I pick up the hammer!"

The trash can flew out with this hammer, and at the same time, a line of fire penetrated the residential building and hit Sol's head directly.

This time it seemed that it was not directed at him, as a figure was blasted into the wall.

"Hey! Dude! Are you okay?"

Saul digs the dying Asian boy out of the wall.

Kirishima Kohane opened her eyes.

He saw a rabbit and a handsome guy with muscles all over his body.

"It's you?! Bunny Man! I was just looking for you! I don't care if you deal with the gangsters, but if you dare to take advantage of the West Coast Mafia, you will be dead!"

——Jie!!!!

A strange roar came from afar, and Kirishima Kohan quickly stood up.

"Rabbit Man, I don't have time to take care of you tonight, besides! I'm in charge of Hell's Kitchen these days! Don't let me see you again!!"

A gust of wind whipped up under his feet, carrying the injured body as it flew towards the source of the sound.

Sol was stunned. He didn't listen to anything Kirishima Kohan said.

The voice just now was very familiar to him.

——The war weapon of Asgard, "Destroyer"

The decadent Thor stood up from the ground.

The Destroyer cannot be allowed to remain on Earth.

Its ability can grow without limit. The Destroyer should be coming for you. As long as the target does not die, the Destroyer's destruction will never end!