Based on the warrior's intuition, Thor had already sensed that things were heading in an unpredictable direction.
But what he didn't know was that this was just the beginning.
Copenhagen International Airport.
The Valkyries successfully captured the Mechanical God who had just gotten off the plane. After that, they didn't waste any time. They didn't even leave the airport and directly bought tickets back to China. But there were still more than two hours before the next plane took off.
Thus, they brought the Mechanical God to the first-class VIP lounge of the airport.
Brunhilda asked Slude and Sigyakur to look at the Mechanical God. On the other hand, she found a computer and emailed the progress of the mission to the committee.
This matter should have been solved with a text message, but it couldn't be helped. The whereabouts of the Mobile God were unknown, and until the latter was found and rescued, they could only choose other ways to contact him.
Brunhilda typed the last character, clicked send, then turned around and smiled at the Mechanical God sitting on the sofa.
"Since you know who I am and why we are here, and we also know who you are, then the problem becomes much simpler."
The Mechanical God didn't speak. His eyes were peeking around, taking in all the mechanical creations in the entire VIP lounge. As long as he was given a minute, no, half a minute, he could assemble the computer in Brunhilda's hand, the wall clock behind her, and the coffee machine on the snack table into a mechanical sword.
Hmm … It seems that I still can't beat the three women in front of me.
The Mechanical God sadly discovered that in terms of strength, he was really no match for the three Valkyries in front of him.
However, Brunhilda didn't look down on him because of this. On the contrary, the Valkyrie was very polite because she knew how terrifying the man in front of her was.
"In a while, we will be taking the plane back. I don't want the previous incident with the Charge 8-300 to repeat itself."
"What is it?" The Mechanical God bit the bullet and played dumb.
"Just say it. You won't do anything to your plane, will you?" Sigyakur asked. "If it really falls, won't you be finished too? Or are you going to threaten us with mutual destruction after getting on the plane? "
Seeing the change in the Mechanical God's expression, Sigyakur knew that he guessed correctly. "You, you really think so? Looks like we have to make some preparations. It's a pity, we didn't want to do this. "
"What do you want to do? Kill me?" The Machinery God finally became nervous. As a new god, he was actually quite a homebody. Although he usually did not interact much with other gods, he also knew about the conflict between the new gods and the old gods. In the eyes of the new gods, the old gods were all barbarians who ate raw meat and drank blood.
They carried the barbarism and ignorance of their ancestors. Many of them wouldn't talk nicely when they could fight. There was even a rumor that they were dissatisfied with their position being stolen by the New Gods, and wanted to unite and kill all the New Gods.
"I don't like the way you're looking at us. I feel like you're thinking about something very rude right now." Slude said, "Maybe we should really kill you, once and for all. You know, we're very good at this kind of thing."
While speaking, Slude made a gesture of slitting his neck.
"Stop scaring him," Brunhilda said with a frown. Brunhilda frowned, then turned to the Mechanical God and said, "We are only carrying out the orders of the organizing committee. We hope that you can cooperate. We will not hurt you, but just in case, we will knock you unconscious after boarding the plane. You just need to sleep, and when you open your eyes, the journey will be over."
The Mechanical God felt that this suggestion was not good at all, but he could not refute it.
On the other hand, Scarlet and Scarlet had been eyeing him like a tiger watching its prey, not giving him the slightest opportunity to take advantage of, causing him to be unable to do anything small until now.
Fortunately, Brunhilda's attitude toward him was not bad.
"There's still some time. Forget about the computer and phone. Do you want to read a book or a newspaper? Or maybe a cup of coffee?"
"Then give me a cup of coffee." The Mechanical God could only say so.
In the eyes of others, the engineer-like middle-aged man in the waiting room looked like he could not be happier.
On his left was a supermodel, on his right was another supermodel, and on his right was another supermodel who was making coffee for him. Not only were these three women outstanding in appearance, but their bodies were also extremely hot. Other than perfect, there was no other word to describe them. And unlike ordinary supermodels, they had a heroic temperament.
Damn it, how many mines does this bastard's family have? Why are such beautiful women throwing themselves at him?
The first-class waiting room was originally filled with corporate executives and social elites, but when they saw this scene, they still felt like they had eaten lemons. And the most important thing was that the pretentious criminal in the middle looked like he had nothing left to live for.
Brunhilda was making coffee when she suddenly felt a sense of danger.
She didn't know where this sense of danger came from. The culprit who caused all this, Seth, had been confirmed not to be overseas, and there was another person who was specially assigned to deal with him. With that person's strength, it was almost impossible for him to fail. She only had to deal with the Mechanical God, and now that she had succeeded, she only had to bring him back to the committee safely, and her mission would be completed.
Brunhilda couldn't think of any other problems, but at the next moment, she felt a wave of fatigue wash over her.
"Be careful!!!" Brunhilda's many years of combat experience came into play, and she immediately crouched down.
But her two companions' reactions were half a beat slower than her. Among them, Slude seemed to think that the Mechanical God was quite interesting and was sitting on his lap, preparing to scare this young man.
However, she did not expect a sniper rifle bullet to hit her temple in the next moment! This caused her expression to become distorted.
On the other side, Sergio was also shot in the arm. The opponent used a large-caliber sniper rifle, and the bullet broke her arm bone.
Sitting in the middle, the Mechanical God's face was splashed with blood. He stared blankly at Slude's body sliding down his knee, unable to react to what happened.
Dead?! A god died in front of him. Although it was an old god, and although they threatened him before, after all, the three Valkyries were polite to him and didn't hurt him. They just wanted to capture him and bring him back to the committee. But now, one of them was dead.
Sergio also learned from Brunhilda, crouched down, and at the same time, shouted in pain. "Be careful of their bullets. They are enchanted with a powerful curse. It seems to be specially used against us."
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