Marvel Super Venom

A smile appeared on Thor's face when he heard that Loki had given up his heart.

Rocky said more unhappily: "Can you say a word? Say a word!"

Rocky roared.

Thor smiled and said: "What do you want me to say? You disguised your own death, you conspired to steal the throne, took Odin's power, threw him on the earth to wait for death, and released the goddess of death, I Isn’t that enough? Or do you want me to continue talking about two days ago?"

Loki swallowed and said, "Listen, I never knew the champion fighter he was talking about, but I heard he was extremely brutal and cruel. Tomorrow I will place a heavy bet on your opponent. Don't let me down."

After Loki turned and left, Thor angrily picked up a black stick and threw it at him.

Loki said so much, it turned out that he was only asking him to play a fake match tomorrow, which insulted the dignity of Asgard and the dignity of Thor, the son of Odin.

Thor will not fight a fake match anyway, and he wants to instantly win the champion fighter and leave here dignifiedly.

Cohen ran over to the door and kicked his feet frantically, "Go away, monster!"

"Suddenly he disappeared." Koenger spit out Thor after kicking.

Thor frowned when he was selecting weapons in the arsenal and said: "It's disgusting, there are hairs and blood all over this."

Koenger said to the side: "Guys, can you wipe it after you run out of weapons? You shit."

Koenger also picked it up. He took a wooden fork and called Thor: "Tor, do you want to get the wooden fork?"

"No." Thor directly refused.

"Yes, this thing is useless except to poke three vampires." Koenger removed the wooden fork.

Thor found a small sword and said, "If only my hammer was still there."

"Your hammer?" Koenger asked curiously.

Thor recalled: "A very special hammer. Its material is a special metal at the core of a dying star. When I swipe it very fast, it can make me fly."

"Are you riding on a hammer?" Koenger couldn't imagine the scene.

Thor shook his head: "No, I'm not riding on a hammer."

"The hammer is riding on your back?" Koenger still couldn't understand.

Thor quickly denied: "No, no, I swipe very fast, it...it will, it will let me off..."

Before Thor finished speaking, Koenger immediately said in surprise: "My God, can it take off your clothes?"

Koenger narrowed his eyes as he finished speaking, showing the expression of an old grandfather looking at his phone on the subway.

Thor raised the sword in his hand: "Let me get off the ground and rise into the air, and then I will fly. Every time I throw it out, it will automatically return to my hand."

Chapter 764: Haircut

Under Thor's patient explanation, Koenger finally understood the relationship between Thor's Hammer and Thor.

Koenger said: "It sounds like the relationship between you and the hammer is very special, very close. Losing it is like losing the love of your life."

Although Cohen's brain is dumb, his instincts are still very accurate. Thor praised for that: "You sum it up well."

At this moment, Thor saw the number 142 next to a purple laser net that had captured her here to give to the grandmaster and sold him. He was chatting and laughing with a few people who were going to watch the game: "I said that I will treat them They were all caught."

Thor pointed to number 142 and said to Cohen, "She is the one who brought me here."

Thor's tone was rather dissatisfied.

Koenger glanced at it and said, "Yes, Scavenger 142, you have to pay attention to those Asgardians, buddies, they can't die."

Koenger's words shocked Thor's mind suddenly.

He looked at No. 142 suspiciously: "Asgardian?"

Thor couldn't help but ran over to her through the red laser net and called her: "Hey."

142 heard that Thor was coming, and immediately picked up the remote control in her hand and said, "Hey!"

Thor's footsteps stopped, he couldn't bear the numbness of the electric current, and he threatened: "Don't touch me with that thing again, I want to say something, Asgard is at stake."

Just as Thor was speaking, No. 142 picked up a bottle of wine and blew it directly, so Thor saw the mark on No. 142's arm.

Thor’s face was surprised and said: "Oh my God, you are a Valkyrie, you know, when I was a kid, I always wanted to be a Valkyrie, and then I found out that you are all women, of course you are all women. I like women, and sometimes I like them a little bit, not the kind of obscene like, but full of respect and appreciation."

No. 142 stood up and walked to another popcorn robot to play popcorn.

Thor continued, hoping to help him on the 142nd: "I think there is such an elite army of female soldiers, it is really great, it should have been there long ago."

Thor gave No. 142 a thumbs up with his thumbs up. The other party did indeed tilt his head and said with an impatient look: "Have you finished?"

Cohen shouted Thor behind him: "It's time for you to play, Thor!"

Thor had no choice but to say the last core sentence when he turned and left: "Please, help me, I need you."

"Goodbye!" Number 142 left here with the popcorn bucket.

Thor looked at his leaving back and shouted loudly, "Well, I think you are either a traitor or a coward, because the Valkyrie swears to protect the throne."

142 heard Thor’s stimulating words and was no longer as calm as usual. She turned around and said to Thor with a dissatisfied expression: "Listen, Your Royal Highness, this is Saka, not Asgard. , I am a scavenger, not a Valkyrie."

At this time, Thor, who had not challenged him, was numb to the ground by pressing the button. The guards in charge of the championship came over and shouted to Thor: "Come here, drag him over."

No. 142 looked at Thor, who fell down and sneered: "No one can escape from this place. You are dead no matter what."

Thor was dragged by two blue men onto a metal chair he was familiar with, and then his hands were fixed, unable to move.

A bloated soldier walked over and threatened him: "Dare you try to move?"

Another mysterious old man walked over to him and said, "My hands are not as secure as before."

The mysterious old man is here to cut his hair, and Thor said vigilantly: "Odin is here, you can't cut my hair, otherwise you will incur Thor's anger."

Before Thor finished a few words fiercely, he saw the mysterious old man turn on his whirlwind-style big scissors, and Thor said softly: "Please, be merciful, please don't cut my hair, please? Please. ,no no!"

A piercing scream pierced the night sky, and Thor's lion-like blond hair dropped to the ground with a prick.

The lion faded, and now Thor is a cheetah.

The scene of the Battle of Champions, like the ancient Roman Colosseum, is made here in a circular shape, and there are countless patrol planes in the sky ready to subdue troublemakers.

There is a row of lights in front of each floor of seats to make the place bright, and people watching the battle of the championship scream one after another.

The grand master’s huge phantom was projected in the very center of the venue. It was hundreds of meters high. He said: "Look at you, wonderful performance, beautiful night, happy?"