Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

In a Gobi Desert in New Mexico, Sherlock played violent rock music, howling with the car windows open while experiencing the joy of accelerating to the bottom.

This feeling made Sherlock so lingering that he almost forgot that he could do magic for a while. He was going so fast along the way. If he could avoid a small town, he would definitely avoid it unless he ran out of supplies. Sherlock will never take the so-called path.

Sherlock, who had just resupplied gasoline and food and drink from a small town behind him, was at the time of being irritable. In order to hurry to the Past History Park, Sherlock can be said to have completely liberated the violent nature of the raptor.

As the speed of the car got higher and higher, Sherlock's mood began to become more and more excited, and the music in the car began to become more and more violent.

However, unknown to Sherlock, Asgard in the distant universe is undergoing a change. Their prince Thor was deprived of his divine power by the god-king Odin.

He even threatened to exile Thor to the earth. At this time, Thor was arguing with his father in front of the throne.

But it was obvious that God King Odin had no intention of arguing with Thor. With just a casual move, Mjolnir, nicknamed the Meow Hammer, flew into the hands of God King Odin.

After giving the Meowth Hammer a magical ban, Odin just threw it away, and the Meowth Hammer flew towards the Rainbow Bridge. Even Heimdall didn't even react. The Meowth Hammer had already flown to the Rainbow Bridge. among.

Naturally, Sherlock, who was above the earth, couldn't find Meow Hammer in mid-air who had just flown out of the Rainbow Bridge. He was still charging with the accelerator pedal down, as happy as a god.

With the charging of Sherlock and Sherlock, the distance between the two became closer and closer. Finally, in an instant, the back of Sherlock and Sherlock's raptor came into close contact. .

Thanks to the characteristics of the Meow Hammer, Sherlock's raptor's huge inertia was unable to shake the Meow Hammer at all, but this characteristic caused Sherlock's raptor to suffer.

For a brief moment, the impact point of the Meowth Hammer happened to appear on the rear wheel beam when it smashed through the rear bucket of the Raptor.

Under the combined action of the huge inertia of the raptor's forward movement and the relatively stationary Meowth Hammer, the rear bucket of Sherlock's pickup truck was violently torn open.

Even under the influence of the huge inertia, Meowth Hammer tore apart the rear bucket of Sherlock's car and even threw Sherlock's car over its shoulder.

Fortunately, Sherlock's reaction was relatively fast. The moment the Meow Meow Hammer hit the back of his car, he subconsciously cast a spell on himself without a stick and silently, adding a layer of shield to himself. No injuries.

Although he was not injured, the impact at that moment was enough to stun Sherlock for a long time.

After waiting for a while, Sherlock slowly climbed out of the cab.

Just one glance at Sherlock made him feel his blood pressure rise all of a sudden. The reason was very simple. His beloved car, the big raptor that took him across half of the United States, could be said to have been turned into pieces at this time.

Except for the cab, which was relatively intact, there were fragments of Sherlock's car all over the floor. You could even vaguely see the fragments of the tent that Sherlock had worked on for several nights before he took it out.

Sherlock, who was attracted almost instantly, wanted to see what kind of ghost thing could destroy his car like this. Damn it, what kind of hatred or grudge could make someone use missiles to hit an innocent civilian like himself.

As an LSP, Sherlock even rejected those wild cowgirls who approached him. How could he provoke such a ruthless character? Fortunately, the missile did not explode. If it had, he probably wouldn't be a little confused. So simple.

Cursing and staggering to the landing point, Sherlock was stunned for a moment, because what appeared in Sherlock's eyes was not the missile or the like that he initially thought, but a hammer. And it was a hammer that he was extremely familiar with.

"What the fuck? Meowth Hammer? The plot of Meowth Thor has already begun? So, it was God King Odin who smashed my car?"

As if he was sure of something, Sherlock looked up at the empty sky, raised his pen with both hands and made an internationally recognized gesture.

"!@#%...&*()!@#%...&*), Heimdall, I know you can see and hear, help me tell that old swallow Odin, I@#%his mother ……&*（）@#%……&*（@#%……&））!!

Don't pretend you can't see it! I know you can see it! I%...His mother's&*()#%...&*())"

Heimdall stood at the entrance of the Rainbow Bridge and watched Sherlock lively send telegrams for nearly half an hour. The most important thing was that not a single sentence was repeated during this half hour.

The content is so dirty and the scale is so large that almost all the women in Asgard are almost finished by Sherlock.

After a while, Sherlock stopped sending the telegram, and Heimdall, who was far away in God's Realm, couldn't help but touch the sweat on his forehead.

Secretly sighing, this little guy is really good at squirting. As for Sherlock's words to convey these words to God King Odin, Heimdall thought about it and decided to forget it.

Putting aside whether he could remember the full text of Sherlock, even if he did, Heimdall felt there was no need to tell Odin. If he did tell Odin, he might not be able to make this old man angry. Can't sleep.

Even if I can't sleep, maybe I can go to Earth with my precious big gun and have a solo with this young man. The gain outweighs the loss, well, it just outweighs the gain. It's definitely not because I'm afraid that God King Odin will find out and get angry at me.

Leaving aside Heimdall's side, Sherlock was indeed tired of scolding him. After all, he had been scolding him for a long time, but there was no response from above, which only meant that he didn't seem to be paying attention to this.

Sherlock, who gradually calmed down, looked at the Meow Hammer in the center of the ruins. Sherlock remembered it clearly. Ever since it appeared in the movie, the surrounding items have been sold out.

Sherlock even bought one at first, but now that he has met the genuine one, Sherlock is determined to try it.

Coming to the side of the Meow Hammer, Sherlock took a horse step, held the handle of the Meow Hammer with both hands, took a deep breath, and then moved the Dantian, followed by Sherlock's burst of strength.

"卟~~~"

Well, Sherlock farted. As for Meowth Hammer, he was still motionless in place. Sherlock was not surprised at all. Just for the half hour he had just turned into a troll, Meowth Hammer did not dare to recognize him.

Sherlock still has this self-awareness.

Although he knew that Meowth Hammer would not recognize him, Sherlock still got playful and took out his wand and tried it with the levitating spell. Surprisingly, it actually succeeded for Sherlock.

Sherlock's spell successfully made Meowth Hammer levitate. This situation would probably kill Meowth Hammer if he was conscious, and even Meowth Hammer himself would be a little confused.

However, Sherlock was not surprised at all. After all, according to Ancient One, his magic meant that his will was above the rules and could make the Meow Hammer levitate. Sherlock was not surprised at all.

He decisively took out his cell phone and let the Meowth Hammer float in his hand. After taking a few photos, Sherlock carefully controlled the Meowth Hammer back to its original position without even changing its posture.

After some confirmation, Sherlock nodded with satisfaction and picked up the phone.

"Hello? Is it insured? I want to apply for insurance. You may not believe it, but my car was smashed into pieces by a hammer that fell from the sky!"