Lord of the Light

Recalling how he met Roy, Saul was deeply moved.

The other party not only gave himself the last piece of pie, but also took him to eat this big meal through various means. Not only that, Roy’s behavior style is very similar to that of his brother, plus the phrase "I It's Loki, the god of tricks," Saul was grateful for all these things.

Seeing Saul in an inexplicable mood, Roy smiled gently and asked: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, I just remembered the unfortunate experience of the past few days. If it weren't for you, maybe I would really have to live on other people's charity like those tramps, so thank you!" Take a sip of wine.

Roy smiled, "Don't think you said this, I will divide you a little bit more, if you really thank me, you can leave me a little bit more!"

"Disperse? What do you mean?" Sol showed a trace of doubt!

"We are done with this ticket. The money is enough for us to be happy for a while. Naturally, we will break up and do our own things. I think you are not ordinary people. Now that you have the travel expenses, you should go home quickly. ." Roy waved his hand, as if driving away.

"Home?" When he heard this word, Saul's face was taken aback, and then the glorious realm of God flashed in his mind, the Asgard that countless people yearn for, and his father who hated iron and steel when he was demoted to the mortal world. At last, he smiled helplessly: "Now I can't go back, at least now I can't go back, you take me with you!"

"I'll take you? Seriously?" Roy laughed, "Brother, you should see it, I'm not a good person!"

Faced with Roy’s rhetoric, Saul didn’t care: “What about good people and bad people? There are so many two-legged wicked people in the world.

Sol met such a person for the first time. Although he tried all means to make money, he treated himself like a friend, very sincere. As the son of Odin, Sol has not had such a friend for a long time. a feeling of.

Roy smiled, I'm afraid Saul will never think that in his life, the reason why he has fallen to this point is all due to the man in front of him.

If Roy hadn’t asked Jane Foster to take the hammer first and stagger the meeting between the two, Saul wouldn’t have said that he would not have such a hard life, and he would even have picked up a beautiful female friend, now her girlfriend. Picked up his hammer and ran away, and then said thank you to the culprit!

Roy felt like this was too cruel to the god of thunder and lightning.

"Yes, young man, with a high level of consciousness, if you can say something like this, just say this to you, and I will cover you in the future!" Luo Yiran laughed.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet!" Sol asked another chicken leg while sucking the grease left on his hands.

"What's my name?" Roy smiled: "You call me a magic stick."

"Huh? God stick? It's the first time I heard someone say that about myself." Saul smiled lightly, feeling the youth in front of him more interesting.

"After all, I'm a magic stick, and a guy called me that recently. I really like it!" Roy shrugged, "What about you, what is your name?"

Although Saul is naive, he also knows that this god stick brother is not asking his real name. He thought for a moment, "I told you that I am the god of thunder and lightning. If you don't believe me, call me lightning!"

"The combination of the god of thunder and lightning and the stick is quite weird!"

"The god of thunder and the god stick! The name of this combination is also weird." Saul touched his chin, as if thinking about something. After a while, he suddenly smiled and clapped his palms, "It's better to call, the lightning god stick combination! "

"Puff..." Roy smiled directly as he listened to the fairy name Saul took.

"Why? You're not satisfied?" Saul's face was stagnant, and he tensed his strong muscles.

"Oooh, why don't you call a father-son combination? Right when I take a son!" Roy smiled slyly.

"Fuck!!! I am your grandpa!"

In the laughter of the two,

Poor Saul, after experiencing the ups and downs in his life, he thought he had found a friend who could make a heart-to-heart.

But he never expected that all this was under the control of the other party.

...

New mexico.

Bustling on the bustling street, and on the other side of the street is a lively market. A high-end branded Sol is sitting on the floor with melon seeds carved in it. In front of him, there are a few dice and simple black cups, speaking loudly. Shouting the slogan Roy gave him.

"After placing a bet, no one is allowed to go back, buy to leave, bet big and bet small, it's all luck!"

Yes, Sol is setting up a gambling stand.

Moreover, Roy taught him the Chinese gameplay. This gameplay allows several people to participate at the same time, and can make the gambling money reach a very high level, so in a blink of an eye, many residents are watching.

"I'm afraid that this person is not a fool, and he is not afraid of squatting in the game by setting up a street stall in the daytime?"

"You don't look at what they are wearing. Is that what you wear? That outfit is more expensive than your car. Could this be a fool who doesn't know the depths? I'm afraid it's already done!"

"We won, buddy, give the money!" A young man with a hat gave a big smile.

Saul didn't care, and boldly took out a few from the stack of banknotes and handed them to him.

The people around were sighing, and their words were full of envy. They watched here for several rounds. In these rounds, the youth pressed the "little" every round, and Roy always showed the "big". After a few rounds, the youth has already earned a full trouser pocket, making the onlookers extremely envious.

"Come and come, for the last round, this time I bet them all!" Saul proudly pushed the stack of banknotes forward, shaking the cup, and finally fell heavily.

"I won't bet on the small this time!" The young man in the hat was the first to bet a stack of banknotes on the "big".

And with his lead and the attraction of the two thick stacks of banknotes, at this time, one after another, one after another, could not be restrained, first one or two, then three or four. With these people at the beginning, around The crowd onlookers also rushed up and participated in the registration.

And the people who followed suit also put one after another on the "little" character in front of Sol. They are not fools. Just watching the young man hold the bar down but win it, he knows that he and the stall There was some connection between the owners, and coupled with the last big bet from the stall owner, they were even more sure that the two of them must be ghosts.

Now the youth is not betting on the "big" in the past. This is definitely a temptation. I want a group of people around to bet on the big, and in the end a "small" is drawn out. That youth is the trustee. Even if he loses, there is no loss.