Thor's gaze swept across the crowd again. "What do you want me to do?"
"We … want to borrow your hammer." The owner of the sesame seed cake shop didn't beat around the bush and said straightforwardly.
"Only I can use my hammer. Not everyone can use it …" Thor suddenly thought of something, and his gaze turned cold. "You want me to kill someone for you?"
"That's right."
"Kill who?"
Before the owner of the sesame seed cake shop could speak again, someone had already come up with a man on his back. The man's hands and feet were tied with nylon rope, and his head was covered with a kraft paper bag. Thor could barely tell that he was a man. He wasn't too old, but he wasn't too young either. There were a lot of bloodstains on his body, and he should have been in a fierce battle. However, that was a long time ago, and he was still unconscious.
"Is that him?" Thor frowned.
"Yes." The owner of the sesame seed cake shop nodded.
"What grudge does he have with you? Did he eat your sesame seed cake and refuse to pay?"
"You can just treat it like that. How about it? I wasn't wrong, right? This is an easy task for you, and it won't waste any of your time. All you need to do is raise your hammer and smash his head. Then, you'll get what you want."
Thor looked at the man on the ground again, holding his hammer, and stood there, seemingly thinking about whether this deal was worth it.
The others in the room looked at Thor with expectant eyes, waiting for his answer. But they didn't expect Thor to stride directly to the man on the ground with his hands and feet tied, then reach out and tear the kraft paper bag off his head.
When Thor saw the man on the ground, he was taken aback. "I've seen this guy before! He is a new god that appeared in the last 200 years. I think he is … the God of Machinery. "
Seeing that it was too late to stop Thor, the owner of the sesame seed cake shop could only admit, "Yes, the person we asked you to kill is him."
"What grudge does he have with you?" Thor asked, but he soon understood. "He has no grudge with you, and since he has fallen into your hands, he has no chance to resist. So, you don't want to kill him at all. You want me to kill him. I understand."
Thor looked at the owner of the sesame seed cake shop coldly. "Although I'm reckless, I'm not a fool. I heard that he has a lot of influence among the new gods, and I'm the representative of the old gods. If he dies in my hands, then the new gods and the old gods will have no choice but to fight. But if that's the case, I have a question to ask. Why do you want to provoke a war between the new gods and the old gods?"
"It's just for survival." The owner of the sesame seed cake shop did not hide anything. "Survival is the only wish of our group. If we continue to stay in this lifeless little city, we will all disappear silently like this."
"With all due respect, even if there is a war, with your strength, you can't even protect yourselves. How many of you can really benefit from it?" Thor sneered. "It's just the wishful thinking of a group of people who are about to die."
"Wishful thinking is better than having no hope at all." The man with the birthmark on his face also urged, "What are you waiting for, Son of Odin? Hurry up and do it."
Thor didn't rush to swing his hammer. "After saying so much, you haven't proved that my wife is indeed in your hands."
"How do you want us to prove it? Bring her to you? You are Thor. Even if we work together, we are no match for you. If you go back on your words and take her away, we can't do anything to you. On the contrary, you can kill her first. We can't beat you, so of course, we wouldn't dare lie to you, "the owner of the sesame seed cake shop said.
Seeing that the other party was unwilling to show evidence, Thor suddenly stared into the eyes of the man with the birthmark on his face. "You didn't recognize me when we entered the door, and you didn't know that I kidnapped Seth from the organizing committee. After that, you also said that you don't know anything about Sif, and that you don't know where my wife is. From the beginning to the end, you were just lying to me to kill her, right?!"
When he said the last sentence, Thor had already raised the hammer in his hand, and his beard and hair were all standing on end.
The man with the scar on his face, who was questioned by Thor, was so scared that he took three steps back and sat on the ground.
The crowd was in an uproar, and even the owner of the sesame seed cake shop's expression changed.
It was not only the dying people in the tube-shaped apartment who heard this, but also a man and a woman in another building a kilometer away who were holding binoculars and headphones.
The woman chewed on her gum and clicked her tongue. "Didn't that guy say that Thor was the most brainless of all the A-class gods? I didn't expect him to see through him in the end. "
The man's expression was very serious. "It's mainly because the gods living in seclusion here are too weak. Even if we hand over the Mechanical God to them half a month in advance, they don't have any decent arrangements."
"It's true. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that a god could live so miserably. There are people selling sesame seed cakes, fake shoes, and they can't even afford to turn on the air conditioner. This is the shame of the Divine Realm."
When the man heard this, he said lightly, "Boss said that gods are inferior creations compared to humans. They have powerful divine powers, but unfortunately, they have no room for growth. They are bound by those legends and stories, just like puppets. Their personalities, behaviors, and logic are all fixed, and they can't even learn from the mistakes they have made."
"However, you have to admit that some of these guys are indeed ridiculously strong, such as Thor, the Thunder God in front of us." The woman licked her lips. She could already see a dark cloud shrouding the apartment and the nearby streets. During this period, thunder rumbled, and electric currents flickered. It was like the end of the world. She could not help but lick her lips. "Is this the power of an A-class?"
"Since the fish has fallen into the net, it's time for the hunter to appear." The man put down the binoculars in his hand. "Tell the Straw Hats to get ready. Simon alone can kill Pestilence, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. With so many of us, can't we deal with an A-class?"
"Are we finally going to get serious? I'm bored to death just dealing with small fries these days." The woman became excited when she heard this. "This time, we should be able to see how much damage the God Slaying Bullet can cause to an A-class god. With the data, we can evaluate our next move."
"Let's focus on what's at hand first and complete the mission that Boss gave us."
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