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What? You said you had no money?"

"Then what do you drink?"

"Hurry up and hand me the money." There were loud noises, and Jane Foster couldn't help looking over to the noisy place.

I saw a few big men surrounding the man Jane Foster saw just now, and some disputes were taking place, while the waiter of the bar was standing and talking with an unhappy expression.

"Search for me to see if there is anything rich."

Several big men controlled the man and reached out to him to search.

And the man was full of anger, and said loudly in his mouth.

"You mortals."

"Get away from me."

"How dare you blaspheme me, Thor."

Even Jane Foster, who was sitting in the distance, heard these words, and she couldn't help smiling.

She felt that this man should not have money to deceive people to drink.

And the bartender seemed to realize something, and muttered in his mouth.

"Could it be a mental illness."

Jane Foster hurriedly stood up and walked over, her sympathy moved, and she wanted to help the man out of the siege.

"I will pay for this gentleman's drink."

Hearing what Jane Foster said, the bartender said with a smile.

"Thank you! Generous lady."

Seeing that someone took the initiative to pay money, the bartender no longer pestered the man, so he waved his hand and let several big men let go of the man.

"plz follow me."

"Let's chat."

The man was very grateful for Jane Foster's relief, so he followed Jane Foster to her original position.

"Thank you, thank you very much for your help."

"My name is Thor, and in Asgard my friends call me Thor."

After the man who called himself Thor said a few words, he looked at the strange expressions on the faces of the two in front of him with a strange expression.

"What happen to you guys?"

"Are you really Thor?" Jane Foster asked suspiciously.

And the colleague next to her looked at the man named Thor with the look of you being an idiot.

"What about your hammer?"

"Isn't Thor carrying his hammer?"

Foster decided to tease the man in front of her, so she said.

But as if her words evoked some unfamiliar memories of the man who called himself Thor, the atmosphere became dull.

The man's eyes became melancholy, and he said slowly: "I made a mistake, so my father demoted me to the mortal world and deprived me of my divine power."

"Now even my Mjolnir has given up on me."

"I'm a cripple now." The words were so eloquent that Jane Foster didn't know what was going on, so she believed most of them, so she said, "Who is your father?"

Hearing Jane Foster's question, Thor's eyes lit up and said proudly: "He is the ruler of the nine worlds, he is the master of Asgard, and he is Odin."

"Odin?"

This title shocked the two astronomers, and then they became even more confused.

And Erik-Savig's eyes became more and more strange. He knew very well that although the man in front of him looked sober, he might be mentally ill.

Because the general appearance of mental illness is no different from ordinary people, but once it develops, it is impossible to distinguish between reality and fantasy.

He deeply felt that this man had imagined himself as a mythical figure, the mighty Thor Thor.