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Just kidding, I, Henry Stark, just killed two unlucky guys in a global live broadcast some time ago, and now I am the mastermind behind the internal purge of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Unless Coulson was kicked in the head by a donkey, he would never dare to kill Thor under his nose.
This is the deterrent power. Sometimes, reputation is much more effective than a fist.
"But what if?" Daisy came over and asked in a low voice.
"What if they don't recognize Thor and mistake him for a terrorist?"
"That's even better." Henry shrugged and said indifferently.
"Then I can go over there with a legitimate reason and talk to them. Don't worry, they always like to listen to my reasoning." Henry took a sip of coffee. Most people would n ot want to know his reasoning. After all, he was a kind-hearted person.
At this moment, in the picture, in the SHIELD, there was a commotion at the gate of the land.
Dozens of armed agents quickly gathered, pointing their guns at the blond man in front of them.
The tense atmosphere was like a taut string.
A middle-aged man wearing a well-fitting suit and with a somewhat worrying hairline pushed aside the crowd and walked out quickly.
Yo, here he comes, the protagonist is on stage.
Henry stared at the screen intently and took a piece of fruit handed to him by Daisy.
Coulson, an eighth-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., is Director Egg's most loyal lackey, or rather, his right-hand man.
Alas, Coulson, oh Coulson, it's not my fault. I can only say that you are unlucky.
Coulson's heart at this moment was far from as calm as it appeared on the surface.
Damn, that bastard Fury has thrown this mess at me again!
First, a hammer fell from the sky, attracting the killing god Henry Stark.
Now, out of town comes another Viking who looks like he just came out of the gym.
I am just an ordinary level eight agent, not a priest who specializes in dealing with supernatural phenomena.
Why do you always have to deal with things like this yourself?!
He's still one rare signed version of his Captain America collectible card collection to buy!
"Good afternoon, sir." Coulson stood in front of Thor, maintaining a safe social distance.
While he was ranting in his mind, he tried hard to put on a kind professional smile.
"This is a temporarily controlled area of the US government. For your safety, please leave immediately."
Thor stopped and looked at the gentle-looking man in front of him, remembering the kingly demeanor that Henry had taught him.
He straightened his back, raised his chin slightly, and spoke slowly in a calm yet arrogant tone.
He knew that he had to look down on these mortals!
"I am Thor, son of Odin."
His voice was loud and full of innate authority.
Coulson's pupils shrank slightly.
Son of Odin? Is this some new kind of code for Chuunibyou?
"I came here to retrieve a personal item I accidentally left here." Thor pointed to the hammer in a pit not far away.
"That hammer is mine. Now, I want to take it away."
After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and prepared to walk straight over.
"Stop!"
The surrounding agents immediately raised their guns and shouted warnings nervously.
Coulson immediately reached out and stopped him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Thor." Although Coulson's tone was still polite, his attitude became tougher.
"That item is currently part of our ongoing research project and is top secret. No one is allowed to approach it without authorization."
Coulson felt a little tired. SHIELD spent so much effort to surround this place, researching and analyzing it. Just because you say it's yours, it's yours?
If the hammer were given to him, the director would probably be so angry that he would faint. The last time he was asked to pay 2 billion in compensation, he was scolded by the director for several days.
Thor's brow furrowed.
He never expected that these mortals would dare to defy his will.
No one in Asgard had ever dared to speak to him like that!
The rage within him began to surge uncontrollably.
" I'll say it again," his voice deepened with suppressed anger.
"Get out of the way!"
Inside the fighter plane.
"Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter!" Pietro couldn't help laughing.
"Son of Odin? Personal belongings? Does this guy think he's a prince from a fairy tale? That guy in the suit is turning green!"
Banner couldn't help but smile: "I have to admit that this way of diplomacy is indeed novel. It's just that the success rate doesn't seem to be very high."
Tony was holding his coffee with an expression that said, "I knew it would be like this."
"See? This is my brother's bad idea. Letting a simple-minded muscle man play with arrogance and contempt? It's like letting a husky attend the Nobel Prize ceremony. Besides destroying the house and acting stupid, what else can you expect it to do?"
Although he was complaining madly, he was quickly analyzing the situation in his mind.
Henry must have his own purpose for doing this.
He didn't really want Thor to get the hammer back just by talking.
Did he want to provoke him, or to drive him off the wall?
Let this guy experience the rules and powerlessness of mortals?
This bastard is really cunning.
However, it is really enjoyable to watch S.H.I.E.L.D. get humiliated.
"Jarvis," Tony ordered.
"Anonymously send the live footage here to the Daily Bugle with the headline 'S.H.I. E.L.D.'s secret base exposed, suspected of friendly interaction with aliens. Give that one-eyed Egg Pirate some fun."
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Henry looked at the tense scene on the screen and nodded with satisfaction.
Very good, the first stage of the setback was completed.
Next comes the second stage of social beatings.
"It seems that Thor's peace negotiation plan will not work." Henry shrugged at Jane and Daisy beside him.
"He's about to experience what it means to suffer as a mortal."
As soon as he finished speaking, Thor on the screen lost his patience.
He roared, stopped talking nonsense, and rushed towards the agents who blocked his way, waving his fists!
"Since you won't move aside, I'll take it myself!"
Although Thor has lost his divine power, he is still as powerful as the Asgardian god.
His physique is still not something that ordinary people can contend with.
He was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, punching and kicking, and the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. were thrown to the ground.
However, two fists are no match for four hands.
After all, the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. are well-trained elites. They quickly adjusted their tactics and used electric batons, high-pressure water guns, and even tranquilizer guns to beat up Thor.
"Bang!"
Thor knocked an agent away with a punch, but was hit hard on the back by a stun gun, and the pain made him stagger.
"Sizzle!"
A high-pressure water gun sprayed on his face, turning him into a drowned chicken in an instant.
"puff!"
An anesthetic needle was accurately inserted into his neck, and an electric shock baton hit him fiercely, the current numbing his body instantly. Thor's body swayed, and the scene before his eyes began to blur.
"Damned mortal..."
He struggled and wanted to fight again, but more agents rushed over and pinned him to the mud.
"The target has been controlled! I repeat, the target has been controlled!"
Coulson finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Thor being tied up and dragged into the interrogation room.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.
"Sir, yes, it's me. We have a small problem here..."
And all of this was recorded by Jarvis.