"Damn it, what did you say?!"

"I said you were fired, you should get out of here! Do you understand?"

The boss of the repair shop picked up a few dollars and threw them on Thor's face, saying, "Get out! Texas old, this little money is enough for you to find a garbage dump to live in again!"

Thor could no longer bear it, so he took a step forward, but the boss of the repair shop picked up a gun from the side, pointed at Thor with a black muzzle, saying, "Stop causing trouble for yourself! You damn stupid cow, don't think you're going to be useful with waving your fists. Do you know what this is?"

Of course Thor has seen human guns. When he went to SHIELD, he had seen agents training and knew how much damage this weapon could cause to ordinary people. He is no different from ordinary people now. Once he gets shot, he will definitely have to go to the hospital.

He stared at the owner of the repair shop with his eyes. Just as the boss was about to continue mocking, he grabbed him and raised his head. Thor kicked his wrist, then kicked him in the stomach, knocked the boss to the ground with an uppercut, and then pressed his neck and thrust hard.

The employee in the repair shop heard the noise and ran out and shouted: "No! Thor! Don't..."

Several employees grabbed the angry Thor, one of the hunched old men said, "Thor! For my sake, don't do this!"

"This damn bastard killed Benjamin! He also fired Lauren and John! He didn't even give them salary!" Thor yelled angrily.

The old man pressed Thor's shoulder and said, "Listen, Thor, I know you have a kind heart. I know you really want to save Benjamin, but this is the world, this is how we are..."

He turned around and pointed at the owner of the repair shop who was knocked unconscious on the ground, saying, "He has money, can hire a lawyer, or even bribe the police. Once he calls the police, you will be done, do you know?"

"Old White!"

"Go away, Thor." Old White sighed and said, "We all know that he is a bastard, a complete vampire who deducts our wages at will, placing the hard night shifts for those he doesn't like, and even threatens us with a gun..."

Thor looked at Old White. Old White was a senior who took good care of him when he first came to the repair shop. He was willing to explain many technical issues that he didn't understand. Thor knew that Old White was a good person.

But now, the ravines on the old man's face were like cracked land, and the rough lines of his skin showed his old age. Under the curved eyebrows, the eyes were staring straight at Thor, who saw the begging from it.

"If you make trouble here, the repair shop will definitely close, so we have nowhere to go. He will pay us once a week, but if he doesn't have enough three days to work this week, he won't give us a penny."

"My grandson is still in school, he needs living expenses, my son and daughter-in-law can't make that much money, Thor..."

"You are young, strong, and in good health. You can always find a job that will work hard, but we can't."

Old White turned around and looked around, and Thor followed him to look at his colleagues. Most of them were not strong enough, a little thin, long-term reversal of day and night, irregular diet, which made them in poor health and bad expressions.

"The people who stay here are nowhere to go, Thor." The old man took out a few dollars from his own faded work clothes and said, "I know he didn't give you enough salary. I have only so much. Take this money and go find a new job. Don't cause trouble, please."

Thor looked at him, silent for a while, then walked to the boss who was knocked down by him. Several other colleagues looked at him with a little fear, as if they were afraid that he would take action suddenly.

They squatted next to the boss, a little timid and did not dare to look Thor directly at the gaze. Thor knew that they knew in their hearts that they should not protect the boss, but they had no choice.

Thor did not care about the owner of the repair shop who was lying on the ground, but passed him and walked to the place where they had conflicts at the beginning, squatted down, picked up a few dollars thrown by the boss, and then walked back and handed the money to Old White, saying, "You're right. I'm still very young and can go find a new job, and I have..."

Thor paused and said, "...I have my brother to help me. I can avoid paying rent for the time being. You can take this money and just think I'm thanking you for teaching me recently."

The old man's fingers stretched out were both thin and rough, as if several branches of leaves had fallen. His fingertips were trembling. I don't know if it was because of the touch or too old,

He took the money and said in a choked tone: "I don't want to do this either... I really want to tell the police that it was this bastard who killed Benjamin. He knew that Benjamin was not in good heart, and knew that he was so tired that he couldn't even speak because of several consecutive night shifts, but he still deliberately arranged for him to do the heaviest work, and we all know that he did..."

"But we can't say it, or it's useless to say it. It won't do anything except letting us lose this job ourselves..." The old man's tone sounded sad, even a little desperate.

"Benjamin also has a three-year-old daughter. She is very cute. I don't know how to face them..."

"But there are such people here. We are all bastards, all accomplices, Thor..."

"If you can't leave here, you will become like this, thank you, go quickly."

When Thor walked out of the car repair shop, the sunlight outside shone straight on his face, making him almost unable to open his eyes. Under the fierce noon sunlight, all buildings were coated with a dazzling halo. He stretched out his palm to cover his eyes and looked at the street.

This place cannot be considered a slum, or even a prosperous place. There are several repair shops on this side of the street, a warehouse at the end, several trucks parked opposite, and a fire station on the east side of the road.

After working here for a long time, Thor knew that once the sun was no longer so strong, it would be lively here at dusk. Everyone was talking and laughing and went to the fast food restaurant to buy food. Drivers, repairmen, firefighters, and groups of three or five gathered in front of the barbecue stall to chat and brag.

Thor also knew that this place was much better than Hell's Kitchen. Although Old White's son and daughter-in-law couldn't make much money, they could barely support themselves. The grandson was still studying in Midtown High School, which was very promising.

Benjamin, who died suddenly before, also owned a house with his wife and daughter. Most of the other employees in the car repair shop also have their own families. Although most of them are carrying heavy loans, they have shelter from wind and rain.

Thor thought and walked, and as he walked, he returned to the edge of the Hell's kitchen. The streets here were far less prosperous than the place where he worked, and they were even a little dilapidated. He thought, this was nothing, and walking in was the real hell on earth.

Thor didn't know how to describe his mood. He originally thought he would always stand on the side of justice, but looking at his colleagues, he could not accuse them of not standing up to attack the owner of the repair shop. He could not ask for more of them. This is a group of people who are already very difficult to live.

Thor suddenly began to think about some issues that he had never thought about. Some things would stump most people in the world, such as having a full meal, having a place to live, and being able to afford family expenses.

How could Thor think of this before? The brave warrior went hunting for him, the hot barbecue was presented before him, fresh fruits were placed in the fruit basket, and sweet spring water was presented, all of which were the first to enjoy, because he was the future master of Asgard.

The attendants of the Immortal Palace changed his clothes for him, and the butler brought him a helmet. He looked at the magnificent and wide Immortal Palace corridor countless times, and was even a little bored. Even the throne of the father of the gods, he disdained the gems on it.

Now, under the scorching sun, Thor looked down at his body. His chest and back were soaked with sweat, and his legs were a little sore. After staying up all night, he felt a little unhappy. The sweat flowed down his forehead and stuck to his eyelashes. When it fell into his eyes, he narrowed his eyes in discomfort.

He was penniless and couldn't even buy a pack of tissues. He turned to look at the supermarket next to him, which was breeze. But Thor looked down at his pants covered in gasoline stains, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't walk in.

He knew that if he walked in, the clerk would look at him with a disgusting and disdainful expression, wishing he could buy things and leave quickly. If he couldn't take out money from his pocket at this time, the clerk would threaten him to call the police.

Thor never thought that being a person is harder than being a god.

He has always believed that as the future master of Asgard, he had a huge responsibility and had to protect the security of the nine major kingdoms. In the future, there may be more enemies waiting for him to eliminate, and there may be a more magnificent journey waiting for him to embark on.

All the difficulties and hardships he imagined were based on this situation, and it was definitely not a hot day standing on the road, feeling embarrassed because he had no money to buy a pack of sweat-wiping tissues.

What he thought might make him nervous and panic was his concern about Asgard's future direction, rather than how he would explain to Loki after he returned home that he would not be able to pay the rent for the next season.

This made Thor think about whether the achievements he achieved in Asgard were really because he was strong and upright enough?

Then why can't he even deal with a vicious car repair shop boss now? Although he has no magical power or weapons now, he is an ordinary person, but the car repair shop boss is weaker than him, but Thor still has no choice but to do anything to him.

What can he do? Call the police? But the police won’t listen to him. They use privileges and call SHIELD to call the SHIELD and ask them to take away the owner of the repair shop? But what should the remaining employees do? After the repair shop closes, where will they earn money to support their families?

The heat wave of the sun made Thor's head a little dizzy, and he had to walk into the nearest shadow and lean against the wall.

He felt his back and knees hurt, and he thought, why is it not working to move forward? Why can't he do anything except give them a few dollars when he cares about and pity these weak people as a God?

Thor developed this kind of philosophy for the first time. When he lost his divine power and weapons, he became so useless. So was Thor him or his divine power and weapons?

Did he get the honors and achievements he is proud of himself, or did he get the divine power and weapons?

If it is the former, why can't he do anything after losing his divine power and weapons?
Chapter completed!