Marvel's Metamorphosis Spider-Man

"I swear to you, I didn't mean to hurt her or Gwen."

Thor said to Professor Eric.

"Fine. In that case I'll buy you a drink, and then you leave town tonight."

Professor Eric said seriously.

"Hey, I'm here to treat you as agreed."

Gwen patted the bar.

"No problem, Gwen, but wait a minute, I'll toast him first."

Professor Eric also seemed to be bold, probably because the girls around him were all staring at Thor.

Eric, who is not weaker than Thor, also wants to show his masculinity. No matter how old or young, men have such a complex.

"Okay, okay, then you go first."

Gwen raised her hand: "Give me a glass of the same."

"The two of us can't drink ordinary beer."

Eric didn't think Gwen could handle the mix.

"Then what's the matter, you two big men are still afraid that I won't be able to drink it?"

Gwen's words successfully provoked the question of a man's dignity.

"Okay, come on then! Three boozy bombs."

The bartender at the bar nodded, and poured three glasses of fresh wheat beer for the three people, and poured three glasses of strong bourbon whiskey in three small glasses.

This is a country bar, not a big city nightclub, not so expensive and good wine.

No one ordered the really expensive ones, and those big bastards who herded cattle couldn't afford good wine.

"Do you know how to drink it?"

Eric first took it as a question and asked.

"I guess it's the small cup before the big one, hiccup."

Gwen burped and put down the small cup.

"It's not... it's about putting the wine in the small glass into the wine in the big glass."

Eric froze for a moment.

"Then what's the difference?"

Gwen didn't understand, and drank it alone and mixed: "Anyway, it's going to go into the stomach."

"Probably because of the difference in taste."

Thor shrugged, saying that he often drinks and knows these things.

"Why talk so much nonsense! Cheers!"

Gwen stood on the bar of the high stool foot-it should have freed up an adult's foot, but who made her feet small.

She leaned forward, picked up the cup, touched the cups of the two elders, raised her head and said "dun dun dun".

"Er... drink it. Cheers!"

Eric poured the whiskey into the wheat beer.

"cheers."

Thori gourd painting ladle.

Originally, the two men put down their cups when they wanted to take a sip. How can they drink continuously, don't they hold their breath?

Next to the result: "Ha! So brought in! Bartender! Another drink!"

The girls who are in love are all drunk, so what are you talking about, let's continue.

The two guys didn't put the cups down at all, and let's finish the cup first.

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Jane was reading a book in her trailer when she heard a knock on the door.

She hurriedly opened the door, only to see Thor carrying Eric.

"God! Is he all right?"

The main reason is that the way Thor carries Eric is too much like... carrying an animal

That's about it, carrying something tied up at one end.

"Hahaha, he's fine, he's not hurt."

"bump!"

"Oh!"

Thor turned around, and Eric's head hit the cabinet.

There is so little space in the trailer.

"Ah, sorry, my friend."

"How is this going?"

Jane had never seen Eric like this.

"We're going to the bar, hiccup!"

Gwen pushed Thor who was blocking the door, and Professor Eric's head came into intimate contact with the cabinet again.

"Duang!"

"Hey!"

"Sorry, Professor."

Gwen apologized and staggered into the car.

Since she came to this world, she hasn't had such a good drink.

When you can drink a little, you can't drink it when you are a minor, but you can drink it when you are an adult, but because of the improved metabolism of the spider gene, you can't drink it.

At least you can't drink with ordinary people, and you can have a good drink with Asgardians like Thor.

"Yes, we drank and I had a fight with him, he made his ancestors proud."

Thor carried Eric on his shoulders, and stood at the door to pick up Gwen's words.

"Enn, I even knocked you down!"

Gwen raised her small fist.

"Yes, Gwen is a goddess of war! It's been a long time since I had such a good drink."

Thor obviously didn't take Gwen seriously, and let Gwen come the whole time.

After all, the age difference is too long. In Thor's eyes, Gwen is obviously a minor.

Even if it's a fight, it's almost time to lie down on the ground and admit defeat.

He is a big man, how could he have a real fight with a little girl, not a Valkyrie from Asgard.

"Aha, you're great then. Put him to bed."

Simply think that these three people have convulsions.

Thor put Eric's feet on the ground.

Eric turned his head from down to up, saw Jane, and greeted Jane with a grin.

Then Thor pushed him onto the bed.

"I still don't believe you're Thor."

Eric was lying on the bed, his tongue could not be straightened.

"Come on, you saw how much I drank with him, eight glasses of what kind of bomb! Eight glasses! I almost died of hunger."

Even a belly like Gwen felt overwhelmed.

"So he should be Thor, and you should be Thor."

Eric reached out and slapped Thor's face a few times.

Thor stood up smiling.

"Eight cups... what?"

Jane turned back to Gwen.

"What kind of bomb, drunkard bomb, about this big cup."

NO.Chapter 271 The Nine Kingdoms and the World Tree

Gwen picked up the kettle on the side.

"what?!"

Jane looked at Thor in disbelief.

So far, Thor has been more sober than the other two.

"It's not that big, it's a little smaller."

Thor gestured with his hands.

"That's not too small!"

Jane looked worriedly at Professor Eric on the bed.

"The professor didn't drink that much, Thor and I did."

Gwen could see Jane's worry, the old professor was getting old and couldn't bear it.

"Then you two drink so much, even beer will feel uncomfortable? Are you two really okay?"

Jane repeatedly confirmed that the two people in front of her showed no signs of lying down.

"I don't know much about the drinking capacity of people here, but Gwen's drinking capacity is rare among women in Asgard, and only those Valkyrie can compete with her."

Thor patted Gwen on the shoulder, his eyes full of praise.

For the Asgardians, those who can eat, drink, and fight, these three kinds of people are heroes, and they are existences that can teach friends.

It's even okay to go one step further and be a brother.

"So, now we're good friends now."

Gwen patted Thor's arm too.

This wave is stable, and when Thor returns to Asgard, his things will be settled.

As the god of thunder, isn't it easy to get two treasures from Asgard to give to friends?

Back to Asgard, Thor has the final say, so it's okay to use two weapons for self-defense.

Gwen thinks the prospect is still very good.

"Is this your residence?"

Thor turns around and takes a look at the RV.

"Uh... It should be said that a temporary residence is more appropriate."

Jane lowered her head, only to see that her trailer was dirty and messy.

She quickly picked up the thing and tried to stuff it into some kitchen.

"Sorry, usually no guests will come."

She picked up a box of cereal and a plate that had been left on the table and shoved them into the cupboard.

"Well, no one actually came. Hahaha."

After turning around, Jane laughed dryly and scratched her hair.