Chapter 232 Thor Odinson (Part 2)

After dinner, Thor had no time to hang out. He had to continue looking for a job, because he knew very well that if he had no money to pay the rent, Loki would be very happy to throw him out with his luggage, and he Without divine power and weapons, he would definitely not be able to defeat Loki.

Besides, compared to fighting with his brother, Thor felt that it would be faster to find a job and make money to pay the rent.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D. helped Thor obtain a legal identity, he has no academic qualifications or certificates. He can only find a job by asking at doorsteps, and the only skills he masters now are car repair and transportation.

More formal garages and warehouses also require work experience. Now Thor does not have a resume that can prove his work experience, so he can still only find jobs in Hell's Kitchen and the edge of Manhattan.

He still wanted to find a job repairing cars, but the gathering area of ​​the car repair shop was not far from where he originally worked. Thor wandered around and returned to that area.

Originally, he wanted to try his luck at a few car repair shops at the end of the street, but just as he was about to walk in, Thor discovered that there was a man lying next to the shed where debris was piled in the alley. .

"Old White! What's wrong with you?!" Thor hurriedly walked up and found that lying next to the pile of debris was Old White who had dissuaded him during the day.

After Thor strode over, he discovered that Old White had injuries on his face and was panting hard. He walked over and helped him up. When he saw Thor was about to take off his clothes and take out his cell phone, Old White said: "Don't...don't call an ambulance..."

Thor hesitated for a moment, then put the phone back. Old White coughed twice: "Cough...cough, I'm fine."

Thor helped him up and asked, "What happened to you? Why did you fall here?"

"I didn't fall here, I..." Old White tilted his head, with a look of fear and resentment on his furrowed face. He said: "...After you left, that bastard took out his anger on me. , he found two gangsters to beat me up and threw me here..."

As he spoke, he shook his head in confusion, and suddenly remembered something. He struggled to sit up, and used his arms to dig into his pockets. It wasn't until he turned the inside of his clothes out and found that they were empty, that he said, "Okay. , What hope am I holding on to? He really took all my money..."

Old White froze in place as if he had been hollowed out. Thor shook him twice and found that he had no response. He took a deep breath and stood up, but was caught by Old White's hand and squeezed it from his mouth. Say a few words: "No, don't... mess with the gang, they'll kill you."

His throat began to make short huffing sounds. Thor squatted down again and gave him a smooth breath. Old White said: "I have known that he is a bastard. Of course I know it, so I deserve it..."

"What he will do to Benjamin, he will do to us, Thor, listen to me, don't go, he will only treat you more cruelly, and he may even hire someone to kill someone. There is nothing that that bastard can't do." …”

Old White closed his eyes, and his voice was as dry as a saw cutting through wood, "When he first opened a garage on this street, I was the only one willing to work for him because he was notorious and I was very short of money. "

"He often withholds salary and curses others at every turn, but people like me can't help it. We made him a lot of money, but in the end it didn't end well. Maybe I shouldn't have worked here in the first place... …”

"It's not your fault," Thor told him. "It's entirely that bastard's fault."

Old White's hand tightened and he said, "This is my fault. If I hadn't insisted on buying a car to travel long distances when I was young, I wouldn't have lost all the money Mary and I had saved, and we wouldn't have lost it. I will not let my son drop out of school because he has no money to pay tuition..."

"Fortunately, well...fortunately my grandson is very ambitious..." Old White said: "His grades are very good. The teacher said he can be admitted to New York University..."

"But...we can't even come up with his living expenses."

Old White closed his eyes. Thor had never seen such a sad expression on anyone.

"You must have ended up here because of some accident, right? I can see it..." Old White tightened his grip on his hand and said, "You should have received a good education, or maybe, Are you retired from the army?"

"I can see that you are different from our group. You still have the courage, or in other words, the strength, but we..."

"Stop talking about this, I'll take you to the hospital first." Thor squatted down and helped old White to get up. At this moment, several people's voices came from the intersection: "Go and see that old guy, don't let him He died here. If he is about to die, drag him to Hell's Kitchen. We don't have time to collect his body."

Thor turned around and saw a few people appearing at the intersection, including the garage owner. When the boss saw Thor, his eyes widened and he said, "Damn it, you still dare to come here?!"

"That's him! He's the one who beat me and robbed me of my money! Tell your boss, as long as he teaches him a lesson, I'll give you double the reward!"

Thor had no intention of questioning his confusing words, because three gangsters behind him had already surrounded him.

These three men are not as tall as Thor, nor are they as strong as Thor, but the problem is that two of them have a gun in their hands.

These gangsters are not garage owners. At least they have actually used guns. They know how to hold a gun with both hands and know how to stabilize their center of gravity. Even if Thor can take away one gun by surprise, he cannot handle the other.

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But Thor could only do that. He turned around and stood in front of White. The moment a gang member raised his gun, Thor pounced directly on him. After successfully knocking down the gang member, he rolled on the spot and used another gun. The fire flashed, and Thor passed by.

But before he could pick up the dropped gun, there was a "bang" gunshot, and a bunch of blood splashed out. Thor turned around and saw Old White lying in pain in a pool of blood, even screaming. He didn't come out, but the owner of the garage opposite also had a gun in his hand. He said: "It seems that my marksmanship has not deteriorated much..."

Thor's blood surged instantly, his arms were shaking, and he quickly jumped forward and picked up the gun.

He had never really used a human firearm. When he was fumbling for the loading position, there was another gunshot, and Thor felt a sharp pain coming from his right shoulder.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

"Uh..." Thor whispered in pain. Fortunately, he had been on the battlefield for a long time and was not distracted by the pain. He staggered towards the pile of debris on the side and avoided another shot.

At this moment, a sound broke through the air, followed by the sound of several heavy objects being hit. When Thor poked his head out again, he saw a figure holding a cane appearing on the street.

“Matt!

Thor shouted: "Here!" Come on! Someone was shot..."

"You don't need to tell me, I smelled it." Matt's calm voice sounded. He walked to Thor and realized that Thor was pointing to someone else. Old White was shot in the leg and heard him gasp. Frequency, Matt came over, half-knelt down, put his hand on his chest, and said: Call, call an ambulance. "

"But..." Thor covered his shoulders and said with great difficulty: "He has no money to pay for the ambulance."

"Is now the time to talk about this?" Matt looked at Thor and said, "You have to go to the hospital too, so make a quick call."

When the ambulance came, the female nurse looked at Thor and said: Why is it you again? And this..."

Matt said to the nurse, "Stop talking so much. There are two gunshot victims. Get them into the car."

When they got to the ambulance, Thor was still in the mood to chat with the female nurse. He asked, "What's your name?"

The nurse glanced at Thor, thinking that he had helped save people, and said: My name is Jane, Jane Foster. "

Thor grinned but spoke smoothly. Jane was a little surprised and said, "You were shot in the shoulder. Don't you feel pain?"

"It hurts? It hurts a lot." Thor said, still full of energy, "Yeah... but it's okay. Compared to the injuries I suffered before, it's nothing."

Jane was even more surprised. She asked: "Were you injured before? Could you be..." She looked at Thor carefully again and said, "Are you the kind of retired special forces soldier?"

Thor didn't answer. He knew there was no need to explain his life experience in detail, but Jane was curious. She had been a nurse for so long, so she could naturally see that Thor was not trying to be brave, but a real tough guy.

Hearing that Thor was injured and hospitalized, several Asgardians who were staying at SHIELD couldn't stand still and rushed to visit them. In order to prevent them from causing trouble, Hill also followed them.

When he saw Thor in the hospital, the bullet had been removed from his body and he was lying on the hospital bed. Fandral looked at Thor's wound and said, "Fortunately, it's not serious. The father of the gods can't even recover." If he didn’t leave it for you, wouldn’t he be afraid that you would get hurt?”

Thor shook his head and said, "Please help me go to the next ward to check on a patient named White and see how he is doing."

"White? Who is that?"

"It's an...an old man, an unfortunate man." Thor swallowed, touched the wounds on his body, and took a breath.

After the other three people left, Sif sat beside Thor's bed and said, "You look a little decadent. Why? I don't think a small wound can make Asgard's most heroic warrior look like this." ”

"...A small wound? Maybe, yes, it's nothing compared to the injury I suffered in Sagittarius." Thor half-closed his eyes and said, "But I am an Asa, and Old White is just an ordinary person. , a human without any special abilities, he was also shot in the leg, it should be very painful. "

"Why was he injured like this? I don't know..." Thor said to himself, while Sif just listened quietly.

"He is not a general, nor is he a soldier. He did not fight on the battlefield, and he did not commit any crimes, but he just had to suffer all this."

"The people who hurt him are his kind. If anyone dares to do this in Asgard, I will definitely..."

Speaking of this, Thor closed his eyes and was silent for a while. He said: "Why do humans do this? I can't figure it out. It's obvious that their lifespan is already very short, why do they spend their time hurting their own kind?" "

"Why did the owner of the garage do this? I can't figure it out. There is no reason for his viciousness. He just attacks everything around him crazily. I have never seen such a person before..."

Sif poured Thor a glass of water and said, "The universe is so big, I think it's not surprising that such a person exists."

Her voice was very peaceful, like a solemn divine voice. After changing into casual clothes, the Valkyrie's fierce temperament weakened a little, replaced by the solemnity and sacredness common to the Asgardian goddess.

"Are you disappointed?" Sif asked Thor: "Do you think the people on Earth are not worth saving? Do you think that even if you save them, they will still kill each other?"

Thor pursed his lips and said nothing, but obviously, he acquiesced to Sif's statement. He has always been eager to take back his divine power and weapons because he thinks this is the glory of the Asgardians and thinks that he should return to Asgard as soon as possible to fight and protect.

But now, he began to doubt all this. After being deprived of his divine power and weapons, he seemed to be unable to do anything, and the Earth in the nine kingdoms that he used to be eager to protect, these people were enjoying hurting their companions every day.

It was as if, whether he existed before or what he had done before, it was meaningless.

"Perhaps you haven't noticed, Thor, that the years of fighting have changed you a little." Sif looked at him, and Thor saw that Sif's eyes were full of emotion.

"You always think about the results, victory and honor of killing the enemy. Of course, this is a question a warrior should think about, but you will not only be a warrior... You will also be the king of Asgard."

"As a king, you have to see not only the results, but also the reasons for all this and the process of their occurrence. What you can rely on will not only be your powerful force, but also..."

Sif pointed to her temple, and Thor looked at her. When the two looked at each other, there was only a little sound in the room.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the clouds floated across the sky, making the moonlight a little dim. After a long time, a sigh came from the ward, sounding like a brave warrior in sorrow, and also like a young king missing.