Marvel Harry Osborn

Chapter 88
After passing the contact, Harry didn't get the result he expected. No matter what kind of magic was cast on Thor's Hammer, Harry was sure that this very powerful hammer still belonged to Thor, even Thor now Not necessarily able to pick up this hammer.

Harry secretly scolded Odin, the old fox, in his heart, and completely gave up his idea of ​​taking advantage of Mjolnir.

Holding the handle of Mjolnir's hammer tightly with both hands, Harry rolled his legs on the ground a few times vigorously, breathed out, and began to accumulate strength.

Can't pick up cheap, Harry's interest in this hammer has decreased a lot, but since he proposed to try to pick up the hammer, he must try.

"Hoo--, ho--" After taking a few long breaths, Harry began to lift up vigorously.

"Ah—" Harry shouted loudly, pulling out the hammer with all his might.Veins burst out on his exposed arm, and his knuckles turned white from the excessive force, but even with all his strength, he didn't move the hammer.

"Huh—" His strength has reached its peak, but even if Harry quietly uses the power of infinite anger, he can't pick up the hammer, because his physical fitness cannot fully activate the power of infinite anger, and it will hurt him if he continues His own body, Harry had no choice but to let go of the hammer, took two steps back, and began to gasp for breath.

"I can't pick it up at all, it's like it's attached to the ground." Harry reached out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said to Phil Coulson, who was keeping a smile on his side.It was Harry's first attempt to use all the strength he could use just now, but even though Harry had stepped on the ground two deep holes, he didn't shake the hammer.

"Yes, our researchers have also used various methods, but there is no way to do this at all," Phil Coulson said with his head tilted.

"Well, is there anything connected with this hammer? I don't think it would be an accident that this hammer landed here. There must be something you haven't noticed." Harry pulled his foot out of the hole, saying to Coulson asked.

Harry vaguely remembered that Thor, the god of thunder, should be with the female doctor Jane Foster, the physicist Eric Selvig and the trainee of Jane at this time, and according to Harry's guess, tonight probably It's time for Thor to appear.

"Well, there are a few people. We got the aurora record on the night the hammer appeared from those people." Phil Coulson thought for a while, and then replied to Harry.

"I have an intuition that those people must have something to do with this matter." Harry said confidently what he knew, and pretended to be guessing.

"Well, I will let people pay attention to them." Phil Coulson listened to Harry's words, thought carefully and then said.

Regardless of whether Phil Coulson sent someone to do any monitoring, after a lot of twists and turns, Thor finally got into Jane Foster's car and started heading towards the location of Thor's Hammer.

Maybe Thor was already here when the S.H.I.E.L.D.s got to them.

……

Phil Coulson has a lot of things to deal with, or he has to report to Nick Serry.He just stayed with Harry in the pit of Thor's Hammer for a while and then left. When he left, he allowed Harry to take a look around casually, expressing his friendly attitude.

Harry just turned around and then lost interest in turning around again. In fact, there was nothing that interested him here except Thor's hammer Mjolnir.

Sitting in the laboratory, Harry shook the cup. The brown drink in it was rippling at the mouth of the cup, but no drop was spilled. It kept swaying to the edge of the cup and then fell back into the cup.This kind of skill in strength and wrist swing is something that Harry has only recently achieved. The subtle use of mental power has given him a great degree of control over his physical strength.

It's a bit boring to watch these scientists who have turned on the lunatic mode go back and forth among various instruments, sort out the data on the hammer for each period of time, and intend to find out the secret of this mysterious hammer.But the interest in Thor made Harry have to wait here again, even though he was already drowsy.

By this time, the sky had already darkened, and gradually entered the night.

"Ok?"

Harry, who was drowsy, suddenly opened his eyes. Just now, the magnetic field in the air suddenly changed, becoming a lot more irritable.

"Thor must be here," Harry thought to himself, and at the same time swept his mental power in all directions, and sure enough, he found the mentally detected images of a man and a woman behind a small hill not far from here.

Putting down the cup, Harry tidied up his clothes, sat up from the chair, and walked outside the laboratory.

"Hey! Someone's coming." Harry raised his head and shouted to the high place where Hawkeye Button was.

Harry's call to Barton was naturally heard by the other S.H.I.E.L.D. agents here, but they didn't react to Harry's words. They just glanced at Harry's direction and continued to guard their defensive range. So, they still raised some vigilance because of Harry's words.

Hawkeye exposed his head when he heard the words, took a deep look down at Harry, then turned around and disappeared from Harry's sight.

After turning around, he pressed the headset and started talking with Phil Coulson, who was the commander of this mission.

"Colson, Osborne said that someone is coming, pay attention." Barton shook the hand holding the folding bow, opened his bow, and pulled out an arrow from the quiver behind his back with his other hand, while nodding the arrow. Bow up and speak to Phil Coulson through the headset.

"Okay, I know."

On the other side, Phil Coulson frowned when he heard Barton's words, and said.Then press to end the call.

After hearing Barton's words, Phil Coulson immediately ordered the agents to be more vigilant. He believed in what Harry said. After all, Harry's skills were well placed there. Someone must be coming.

Sure enough, something happened outside soon.

A burst of noise broke the calm here, followed by a muffled blow.At this time, an agent in a suit trotted in from outside in a panic.

"Is it like this outside?" Phil Coulson looked at the tall and strong blond man in the surveillance camera who beat the agents into a mess, and asked with a frown.

"Sir, someone broke in outside, and his goal seems to be the hammer," the agent replied immediately.

"Hammer?" Phil Coulson's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something.

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