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Chapter 213 Hela
neighborhood.

Meigan and Audrey walked towards the physical therapy hall.

After trying her best, Meigan finally coaxed Audrey.

With her arms around Audrey's waist, Mei Gan felt that she was really a language genius, so she could save herself from danger.

All narcissistic people are like this, regardless of the fact that Natasha told Audrey a long time ago.

Walking to the door of the physiotherapy center, I looked up and saw little Susie was writing something on a piece of paper with a brush in her hand. Looking at the little guy's posture, she knew that she had learned calligraphy for a long time. .

And Uncle Qian was standing opposite the little guy with a cup of tea, and when he noticed the two coming in, he made a motion of silence.

Mei Gan understood in seconds, and then admired him, Uncle Qian is amazing!

It didn't take long to teach the little guy so well. Looking at this posture, looking at this serious expression, you can tell that the handwriting is beautiful.

Meigan thought happily, and quickly walked towards little Susie with her arms around Audrey.

He wants to appreciate the calligraphy on his little padded jacket.

However, when Mei Gan saw the paper that the little guy applied for.

The expressions of both of them froze in place. It wasn't a bad performance, but a good performance.

Although Meigan doesn't know how to read calligraphy and painting, he can still tell whether it's good or not.

But Yi Xiao Susie wrote with spirit, like flowing water, the brush was always on the paper, and she didn't mean to leave the paper in the slightest.

Seeing that Mei Gan was calling shit in his mind, there was no way, he had no education, so he could only say shit and walk around the world.

Mei Gan looked at the serious and serious little Susie, the more she looked at her little padded jacket, the more she liked it, but she didn't know what the cursive writing meant.

It doesn't matter what it means, it's good-looking anyway, even if it's written to scold him, he still has to hang it up.

After a while.

Little Susie finally finished writing, she put down the brush, took the seal next to her with her little hand, and gently stamped a seal on it.

The little face was flushed, as if she was very satisfied with her work.

Audrey hurried forward, took out a piece of paper and helped the little guy wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"Oh! Mommy, Dad, why are you here?"

The moment little Susie saw Mei Gan and the other two, her complexion suddenly became ugly, and then she stood in front of them, preventing them from seeing what she wrote.

"Baby, let me let daddy appreciate your handwriting. Dad will make a frame to hang this handwriting in the lobby of the flower shop. Dad will take a look at it every day. It's so beautiful!"

Mei Gan gently pulled the displeased little Susie away, and admired the painting again.

He didn't see Uncle Qian's strange expression beside him at all.

And little Susie, who was pulled away by the plum, also had a tangled look on her face.

"I said, brat, don't you know how to read? Can you understand what's written on it? It's about to be hung up." Uncle Qian couldn't read it anymore and said directly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as the words look good, Uncle Qian, you don't have to worry about that."

Mei Gan directly waved to Uncle Qian and said.

"I still think it's good for you to know what's written on it," said Uncle Qian with a weird smile on his lips.

"Yes! You still need to know, baby, what is written on it, tell Dad quickly"

Mei Gan directly hugged little Susie and asked softly.

"Ah! This..." The little guy looked a little troubled, and then pulled Uncle Qian's clothes as if looking for a savior.

"Ahem. It's on it! It's written on it, 'Papa is a rascal, he doesn't buy candy for little Susie, he just listens to her mother'" Finally Audrey said it from the side.

Audrey looked at little Susie with two beautiful eyes, and smiled meaningfully.

The little guy quickly covered his face.

When Mei Gan heard this, she froze in place. If the painting didn't hang up, she would die immediately.

Norwegian Sea.

Thor and Loki stood up and looked at Odin, who had turned into pieces of golden light and drifted away, with sadness on their faces.

Their father, who has been fighting all his life, the king of Asgard who sheltered them from the wind and rain, has completely left them.

Thor was inexplicably sad and indignant, clenched his fists tightly, and the dark clouds all over the sky floated from behind, and there were traces of thunder and lightning dancing around his fists.

Thor turned to look at Loki, frowning.

Sudden.

Black energy pervades behind them, and the space is slowly opening up.

Thor and Loki calmed down and took a few steps forward. In the blink of an eye, their uniforms were already on their bodies, and their respective weapons were still in their hands, looking ahead and waiting in full force.

And right now.

A tall, long-haired woman in tight clothes walked out of the space hole.

Goddess of Death, Hela, Thor's eldest sister, Odin's first daughter.

Hela walked out slowly, looked at Thor and the two, then looked towards the sea, and then said with a sneer: "So he is dead, it's a pity, I really want to watch him die."

"You are Hela, I am Thor, son of Odin"

Thor took a step forward and said angrily to Hela.

"Really? You don't look like him at all." Hela looked at Thor and said blankly.

On the other hand, Loki said a little nervously, "Maybe we can talk."

"You look like him"

Hela pointed to Loki.

Immediately afterwards, Hela smiled, looked at the two and said, "Kneel down."

"What did you say"

Loki said in disbelief.

Hela flipped her left hand, and a strange long sword appeared in her hand, and said in a low voice, "Kneel down, before your queen."

"I don't think so"

Thor moved forward slowly, clenched the short-handled hammer in his hand, and then slammed the hammer towards Hela with his right hand.

"Boom"

Hela suddenly stretched out her right hand and directly grabbed the hammer that hit her.

And the warhammer was trembling slightly, but it couldn't break free from Hela's control.

"This is impossible.."

Thor showed disbelief, staring at Hela closely.

"Little cutie, you don't even know what possibility is." Hela looked at Thor, smiled slightly, and then exerted force with her right hand, several cracks spread out on the warhammer.

"Boom"

There was a huge sound, followed by lightning bolts from the hammer.

The lightning disappeared, and the fragments of the warhammer fell from Hela's hand. Thor's warhammer was grabbed by Hela abruptly, and Hela seemed to have done a very ordinary thing.

"reel."

Loki stood up and yelled at Thor loudly.

"Twitter."

Thor has not yet recovered from his weapon.

"The scroll on your chest, the scroll your father gave you just now" Loki shouted again.

It was only then that Thor remembered the scroll his father had given him. It was a scroll that could go directly to Mei's side. As long as he got there, all troubles would be solved.

Thor quickly took out the scroll from his arms.

Looking at Hela's head full of antlers, Thor said directly, "Hela, you're done."

The moment the scroll was torn apart, a blue magic circle appeared directly under the feet of the three of them, followed by a flash of white light, and the three of them disappeared in place.

Only bits and pieces of the hammer remained.

(End of this chapter)