Chapter 147: Prince Of Asgard

Chapter 147: Prince Of Asgard

Vulgar, too vulgar.

After reading the whole story of Thor, in a simple summary, it was the experience of the Prince of Asgarda.

Although Thor looked like he was easy to bully due to his divine power being sealed, in fact, once his life was in danger, the hammer would immediately return to his side and instantly turn back into the Thunder God.

Moreover, the earth was protected by Sorcerer Supreme, and Odin sending Thor to Earth for experience was a foolproof move.

And Loki, the second Prince of Asgard on the surface, was actually the son of the Frost Giant, Laufey.

He had carefully planned for the throne and did not hesitate to harm Thor, but in the end, it was just a futile effort. He had paved the way for his brother.

How could Odin not know what Loki was thinking?

No!

He knew it very well, even from the very beginning, but he chose to wait and see.

Using Loki's hand, not only did he train Thor, but he also killed his old rival, Laufey, and even exposed Loki's identity. It could be said to be three birds with one stone.

But then again, Saul was really lucky.

If Hawkeye didn't stop him and let this simple-minded guy break in, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At that time, either Thunder God returned to his position and the plot was cancelled in advance, or Thor suddenly died, Odin and Frigga would consider giving birth to another one.

No matter which one, it sounded unreliable.

While Lod was lost in his thoughts, Coulson said, "Barton, where is he?"

Hawkeye shrugged: "He was taken away by a professor who studied astronomy."

"?"

Coulson stared at Barton with wide eyes, as if asking him why he let people take that guy away.

Hawkeye sighed and said helplessly: "That professor is very famous and knows many big people. It will be troublesome if he doesn't let go."

"What trouble?"

"We used the name of the FBI to seal this area, so... do you understand what I mean?"

Old Bridge City.

It was located in the border area of New Mexico. Because it was adjacent to the desert, there were not many people living there. There were probably only a few tens of thousands of people. It was a very small town.

Although it was just a small town, the people's customs were abnormally strong. When passing by, one could see that there were large, round beards on the street, which were comparable to the next Texas.

The car drove into the small town in this remote area. There were only two people in total.

Coulson was in charge of driving, and Lod was sitting in the passenger seat.

Along the way, Coulson held the steering wheel in his hand and stared at the front with full concentration. His brain was on full alert, paying attention to both sides of the street at any time, or the sky and the earth.

Due to the unpleasant experience from the previous two times, Coulson had a serious psychological trauma.

Especially when there was a death god sitting next to him, he had a feeling that the car would suddenly explode in the next second.

Lod felt offended.

After passing through the street and turning a few intersections, the car gradually slowed down and stopped outside a house.

"Hu..."

After arriving at the destination, Coulson's nervous expression clearly relaxed. He smiled and said, "Looks like our luck is pretty good. Nothing happened this time."

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Lod was expressionless, but in reality, he was extremely troubled.

Wasn't it just a few small car accidents? Was there a need to use this kind of relief after surviving a disaster?

"Hello, FBI. Please cooperate with me in my investigation."

He got out of the car, pushed the door open, and showed his certificate. Coulson's movements were smooth and full of confident. The degree of proficiency was amazing. One could tell that he had done a lot of things on weekdays.

To be honest, if the FBI were to let the angry people rush in one day, S. H. I. E. L. D. would definitely play a part in it.

Inside the house.

The sudden intrusion of Coulson made the two brown-haired girls stunned. There was also a white old man holding a coffee cup with black lines all over his face.

There was also the strong man with blond hair and wide shoulders. Made people think that he was intelligent. His upper body was bare, and his mouth was stuffed with a sandwich. He stared blankly at Coulson and Lod.