Chapter 1747

Tony's arrangement is very smooth. If he has money, he can do whatever he wants. He is responsible for spreading the pepper first, so he makes a few phone calls and then leaves.

What about Wade?

Although the marijuana he bought could not be sold out for the time being, there was no shelf life for it. He was very happy to join the dance troupe temporarily. After all, he and Thor could only spend 10000 dollars each by jumping around a few times. Such a job is really rare.

Wade is a tap dancer, just an African version.

In fact, the river dance in Ireland should be regarded as wooden shoe dance. The more popular tap dance is actually produced in North America around 1820.

The slaves in Africa brought the war dance that their ancestors used to sacrifice, while the Irish immigrants brought the wooden shoe dance and the leg dance of the hairy bear, which finally led to the Broadway Dance.

The ancient war dances of black uncles are different from each other, but they have something in common. Most of the time, they build a bonfire, roast a antelope or a living person from a hostile tribe, then take a spear in the right hand and a leather shield in the left hand, barefoot, and quickly kick soil and sand into the fire.

The feet must fall fast, and it needs the energy of the flame, the dust and the smoke.

Wade naturally learned this when he was a soldier in Rwanda, but tol, who rehearsed with a song and dance troupe, suffered a lot. As an Asgard, even if he had been to the atrium before, his range of activities was only a small part of northern Europe.

If he was allowed to drink or wrestle, dancing was one of his weaknesses.

Fandal, one of the fairyland's three friends, is good at this. The blonde mustache, who likes to wear green clothes, is also good at playing the harp and making witty remarks. He likes to mix with the ladies.

He also gave up his divine power to experience in the atrium, which was 700 years ago and went to the prosperous England at that time.

Although Odin and Guyi had an agreement that Asgard's "God" could not enter the earth at will, if that God gave up all his powers and came as a "human", the supreme mage would also turn a blind eye.

When he was drinking, vandal often boasted about that story to the tores. Back and forth, he lived in Sherwood Forest with some mortal companions, wearing his favorite green cap and robbing around with bows and arrows.

He played games with the tyrannical lords and bishops, snatched their gold and grain and gave them to the poor in the forest, and he married a mortal wife named Marianne, and he was very happy.

At that time, he didn't think the gold coins were of any use. Anyway, he lived in the forest and was self-sufficient. People were very happy to get the gold coins they had stolen. They held money in their arms in large quantities. At the same time, the big mouth seemed to spread honey and held him to the sky.

Therefore, he tried to get some gold coins every time he robbed food, so as to distribute them, so that others could boast of his honor.

At that time, people called him the embodiment of chivalry, and invented a special word for him called outlaws in the Greenwood.

Vandal also promised that any one of Thor's men would go to the atrium to inquire, and that everyone would remember the story of Robin Hood, which was his pseudonym at that time.

But when he was happy to drink, Thor asked, "what about your wife?" When.

The moustache in the green hat always sighs slightly and then changes to another topic without trace.

The life span of mortals is so short. What good results can man and God have? "Once owned" but not "forever"...

fandal, who has stories and wine, can only continue to be a prodigal son of his fairyland, because he foresees that the strong mind of Asgard's female soldiers is his ultimate destination, but he doesn't want to go to the marriage tomb so soon.

Thor wears the vest that all tap dancers need to wear, but he's too big to dance like a bear stepping on a big ball in a circus, but it's unique.

Professional dancers naturally don't look up to his performance, but to let these two laymen join in tonight's performance, it's the gold master's request, so they can only pinch their noses.

At the end of the rehearsal, Thor also told Wade about robin hood, but it only let the mercenary know that the rich second generation had another paranoid friend.

We can't directly expose the delusion of paranoia, which will make them suffer on the spot, so Wade tells the story of masked police officers who are active today.

Tony's yacht is so big that he can't tell whether it's a yacht or a cruise ship. Wade has been pulling Thor to the entertainment room, eating snacks, drinking wine and turning on the TV.

"Just right." Wade was happy as soon as he watched TV, and pointed to the advertisement now broadcast: "speaking of the masked hero, we can't help mentioning the veteran. He has been active since World War II and can be seen in many parts of the United States."

Thor, who had never seen television before, was staring at the big box with video activity inside, forgetting to drink the wine in his hand.The picture shows a man in a blue, white and red uniform and a star shield on his back. He is climbing a snow mountain. The cold wind is howling and the snowflakes are flying. You can feel the chilling cold across the screen.

But the man's eyes were firm, so he pushed aside the waist deep snow and climbed up the mountain.

The picture shows the difficulties he encountered along the way, such as nearly falling into the crevasse of the glacier, fighting with the snow wolves, and suddenly encountering an avalanche.

He is still undaunted, with a positive face, and continues to move forward.

Finally, he stood on the high mountain, the snow mountains around him seemed to submit to his feet. The golden sunshine in the sky covered his body, and the man was as bright as the God of heaven.

Just when Thor wanted to throw the cup in his hand and cheer him on...

who knows, the picture suddenly turns to the front of the person. With a smile, the man takes out a small rectangular box from his arms and puts it on the edge of his ear. With a little finger on it, the box will light up and show various colorful patterns.

"Wilson titanium alloy mobile phone, wrapped in Holland imported cow hide, diamond screen, 1G memory, 100000 pixel high-definition camera, salutes a successful life," he said in the snow

"Exclusive one-to-one security key, automatic alarm when the human-computer separation is 10 meters."

"If you forget to bring it, you will be reminded. If you lose it, you will call the police. If you don't forget to bring your mobile phone, you will not leak any secrets."

"Invisible dialing, encrypted calls, traceless communication, dual card, dual standby, mutual interference."

"Success is not a long-term vision, but you have been standing high, strategizing and controlling the future. This is the titanium mobile phone, this is the heart of the world!"

After a long advertisement, a close-up of the mobile phone spinning in the air is also displayed on the screen, with the trademarks of Wilson and stark industries on one side and a long list of six figure dollar prices at the bottom.

The captain of the United States smiles and holds his cell phone in front of his chest and gives a thumbs up, just as he has done in the past few decades!

"Call the toll free number at the bottom of the screen to order!"

With a roar from the captain, the glass in Thor's hand fell to the ground, and the brown liquor soaked the carpet under his legs as if he had urinated.

The simple Thor opened his mouth and couldn't think of what to say. It was not until the advertisement had passed for a long time that the TV station began to broadcast the NBA 2002 finals, and his face was dazed.

"... are the heroes in the atrium like this?"

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