Bring Dragon Ball to Marvel

Earth, New Mexico, Old Bridge, near Jane Foster's laboratory.

"No."

Sif, still dressed in armor and looking heroic, said to Thor with a straight face: "Whether you want it or not, I must always follow you until you return to Asgard. , this is the order of the God King, I have no choice."

I didn't expect it, let me just say, since Odin would give in to you, it must be a shame

Saint, who brought Thor and Sif to Earth, was standing aside with his arms folded to watch the show. However, he was just halfway through gloating when he saw Thor, who had failed to persuade Sif with words. I gave her a hammer without saying anything.

So Saint was dumbfounded for a moment, and then he harvested an unconscious harvest goddess.

"Lee, Sif is leaving it to you."

""

With a blank look on his face, Saint subconsciously took Sif from Thor. He was a little confused for a moment and remained silent for a long time before speaking out. : "Thor, I need an explanation."

"Don't worry, I will strike with caution."

Thor shrugged: "She'll be fine after a night's sleep."

"That's not what I said"

Because Saint supported Sif, who was about the same height as him, he curled his lips and said: "Even if you Asa clan won't get concussion, what you did is too much. There is no reason to take action if you disagree."

"It's not what you think."

Thor shook his head solemnly: "This is also the result that Sif wants, but the oath she swore as a warrior does not allow her to disobey the King of Asgard's order. That moment just now was There is a tacit understanding between me and her, and after that, she has fulfilled her mission and doesn’t need to force herself anymore.”

"real or fake"

Because Saint did not suspect Thor of lying, but felt that he was not the one who was beaten. Of course he felt comfortable saying this. Who knows if it was his own wishful thinking.

"Don't worry, I promise, she won't cause trouble for you after she wakes up."

""

Because Saint rolled his eyes silently: "It's best that this is the case. My promise to help you is based on Sif's consent. If this is not the case, you can just ask for your blessings."

"plum."

Thor patted Saint's shoulder hard: "You should give me a little more trust. Since we met, when have I ever let you down?"

I haven’t known you for long, either. Not to mention, it’s still early for Lu Yao to learn about horsepower. If you think that I will unconditionally trust you in anything, you’re wrong.

Saint cursed and hid this sentence. On the surface, he just said to Thor: "That's it, I'll leave first. If you need anything, call me."

Thor, who had no such thing as a mobile phone and no Saint's number, nodded as a matter of course: "Okay."

A moment later, New York, Manhattan Island, Hell's Kitchen, Colleen Wing's apartment.

Because Saint held the unconscious Sif on his shoulders, the moment they both appeared in the large living room, he said to Colleen Wen, who was practicing: "I didn't do this."

Colleen Wen glanced at Sif's gorgeous bright armor, which was placed on an ordinary person. She probably thought that Saint picked up a cosplayer from some comic exhibition, and she knew Saint's recent movements, Of course not the same way: "Asgardians"

"Correct."

While Saint nodded, he put down Sif on his shoulders and let her lie flat on the sofa in the living room: "The legendary goddess of earth and harvest, Sif."

"Sif"

Colleen Wen, who is of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent, has lived in the United States longer than China and Japan combined, but the stories she heard when she was a child were obviously not Nordic fairy tales: "I have never heard of it. She What's wrong"

"this one"

With an expression of "I don't want to say anything," Saint tried to brush it off: "To make it a long story, Thor had to give her a hammer on the head."

"Thor, the God of Thunder you told me about"

Colleen Wen stood up from the yoga mat and moved to Saint's side with bare feet. She looked at Sif sleeping on the sofa and obviously did not intend to let Saint go easily: "Okay, you successfully aroused my curiosity. , why is it such a long story?”

It's the failure that aroused your curiosity.

With this thought in mind, Saint raised his arm and rubbed his forehead. He felt a headache and tried to organize his words: "Well, let's put it this way, Thor is coming to Earth to meet his girlfriend, which is what I told you. Jane Foster, while his father Odin firmly opposed it, and the two had a heated argument. Then, with the mediation of his mother Frigga, the father and son each took a step back, and Thor and Sif We came to the earth together like this, pick up"

"Wait a moment."

Colleen Wen raised an arm and made a pause gesture: "First of all, please explain why Odin objected in the first place and why he was willing to make concessions to Thor after adding Sif. What’s the point?”

"Uh how do you say?"

Because Saint felt more and more that this story was unspeakable, he touched his chin and pondered for a long time, and then continued: "The ultimate reason is that the average lifespan of the Asa clan is 5000 years, and Odin is unwilling to let Thor find someone with a short lifespan. His mortal partner for hundreds of years, that’s why he ordered Sif, who was more suitable for him, to come to the earth with him. As for whether it was to make Jane Foster quit in the face of difficulties, or to make Thor change his mind, I can only guess. It’s impenetrable.”

"I understand."

Colleen Wen nodded and asked speculatively: "Then Thor and Sif had a fight because of their disagreement."

“Not really”

Because Saint aimed at Sif's smooth forehead, he made a simulated gesture with his hands: "The two of them had a good talk, but Thor suddenly came with such a hammer, and the battle was over."

“So excessive”

Colleen Wen's eyes suddenly opened: "Didn't you say that Thor is a good person? From his behavior, I didn't see it at all."

"We're talking about two aliens."

Saint, whose reaction was similar to hers at the time, now shrugged disapprovingly: "You can't look at their behavior from the perspective of the earth."

"What's the meaning"

Colleen Wen frowned slightly: "Are you telling me that this is a normal situation in Asgard?"

"I didn't say that."

With an innocent expression on his face, Saint spread his hands and said: "What I mean is, since we can't understand these aliens, then stop thinking about them and wait until Sif wakes up. , naturally the truth comes out.”

"Speaking of this"

Saint pointed at Sif who was lying on the sofa: "Use your iron fist to treat her head. Even if Thor is right, she is not seriously injured. It's okay to keep her unconscious like this. It’s not a big deal.”

"Row."

Colleen Wen took a step forward, squatted down in front of the sofa, and pressed her hands on Sif's left and right temples respectively. All ten fingers emitted white light from the inside out. After this continued for a few seconds, she He raised his head and glanced at Saint, curled his lips and said, "It's nothing serious. Judging from the energy consumed by my iron fist, it can be considered a serious injury."

"Again, they are aliens."

Saint shrugged his shoulders again: "Their physical condition cannot be measured by the standards of Earthlings."

""

Colleen puffed up half of her cheeks in displeasure and silently continued the movements of her hands. When she let go of Sif's head, the blazing white light from her hands gradually dimmed: "Okay. She should wake up soon."

Before she could finish her sentence, a snow-white fist quickly enlarged in front of her eyes.