Chapter 29 New Mexico and the Hammer

When he reached the door, Ferdinand had been waiting for a long time.

"Boss, wow——"

Seeing Natasha next to John, Ferdinand couldn't hold back his expression.

If he wasn't the boss, none of the women around him would be ugly.

Natasha's aura of an elite beauty in the workplace is very popular among street gangsters.

Ferdinand adjusted his sleeves with his hands, hoping that no crumbs would fall on him from the cheese fried chicken he just ate.

Giving John a knowing look, Ferdinand thoughtfully opened the back seat door for him.

I am really a good employee of my boss.

Natasha glanced at John, walked toward the back of the car with a smile on her face.

Just when she was about to take her seat, John held her shoulders, opened the passenger seat, pushed the person in, and said with a smile: "I don't like people sitting next to me."

Even though Natasha is a top agent, she can't hold back her smile at this time.

Don’t you cherish such a beautiful woman like yourself?

She rolled her eyes at John, got into the passenger seat, and closed the door hard.

Ferdinand silently gave a thumbs up, "It has to be you, boss."

John sat in the back seat and said to Ferdinand, who was still admiring from outside: "If you don't want this job, I can change the assistant to drive."

"I'll be here right away, boss."

Afraid that he would lose his job, Ferdinand got into the driver's seat, stretched out his hand to Natasha, and smiled what he thought was a handsome smile.

"Ferdinand Pearce, the boss' driver."

"Natalie Romankov."

Natasha shook hands gently, and all it took was a smile to make Ferdinand swoon.

John tapped Ferdinand's bald head with a finger.

"drive."

"Okay, boss."

Ferdinand retracted his head and asked: "Where are we going?"

"Just go..."

Ben was going to stay in Johnton, Taran Industrial.

Ferdinand was surprised when he didn't hear John's answer for a long time.

Natasha looked through the rearview mirror and saw John looking sideways out of the window.

Strangely, there is nothing there.

Ferdinand asked again, "Boss?"

...

John looked out the window.

The man in yellow robe stood quietly outside.

"What are you doing, Gu Yi." John frowned and looked at the two people sitting motionless in the front seat.

This is the method of the Ancient One.

Ancient Yi, who came alone, showed his abnormally white arms.

Taking off his hood, Gu said calmly: "It's time to fulfill the agreement, Witch King."

"Someone breaks into this world and he will bring disaster and war."

John was surprised when he heard this: "Don't you handle it yourself?"

Gu Yi just smiled lightly and said, "We have an agreement, don't we?"

"Okay," John sighed, leaned back on the chair, and glanced at Gu Yi, "at least you have to tell me the cause and effect."

"That man came from Asgard," said the Ancient One. "One was banished into this world, and the other followed."

"Similarly, this is a test." Gu Yi waved his hand, and the sparks turned behind him and a portal appeared. He said to John, "I will send you there, Witch King."

"I don't think it's necessary," John rejected Gu Yi's kindness and said, stroking his chin, "Maybe a trip can add a lot of fun to the holiday."

"Learn to enjoy it, Master Gu Yi."

John wasn't about to waste a plane ride.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Yi disappeared.

"Boss?" Ferdinand's voice sounded, "Where are we going? Taran Industries or back to your house?"

"No, neither, let's go to the airport."

John raised the corners of his mouth, looked at Natasha and said, "It's time to play your role, Miss Assistant."

"I need a ticket to the enchanting wonderland before twelve o'clock noon."

"Are you going by yourself?" Natasha looked surprised.

They had just negotiated an order with General Ross, but they turned around and were about to leave?

Natasha didn't keep up with John's thoughts.

"Ferdinand, as an old employee, you need to tell the new employees how to do their own thing." John closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to Natasha.

When Ferdinand heard this, he immediately said in an awkward manner: "As an employee, you just need to complete the task, and you don't need to ask too much."

He approached Natasha and said with a playful smile: "If you don't know anything, you can ask me."

With his squinting eyes, he took the opportunity to glance at the snowy white under Natasha's shirt.

With a kick of the accelerator, the car turned around and headed towards the New York Airport.

Although Natasha was confused, she still took out her mobile phone and started buying tickets.

"Two plane tickets to New Mexico."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was interrupted by John.

"One, and it's first class."

John opened his eyes, the flash of blackness disappeared, and chuckled: "Let me enjoy my vacation, Natalie."

Upon hearing this, Natasha had to change her mind and ask for one.

Outside the New York Airport, the assistant and driver watched their boss walk in.

Ferdinand rubbed his hands, took two steps towards Natasha, and shyly invited: "I know a fried chicken restaurant that tastes good."

"I'm going to the bathroom." Natasha ignored him and turned around to follow John in.

Watching John go to board the plane, she picked up her phone and her expression changed several times.

Finally, I chose to make the call.

"He headed to New Mexico."

Nick Fury was on the other end of the phone. When he heard John just put down his pick and leave, he couldn't figure out the other person's intention.

But New Mexico…

That's where Coulson performed his field duties.

Is there any connection between the two?

Fury's head was spinning rapidly and he ordered to Natasha: "You are his assistant now. With this convenience, you can find out more when he is away."

"Don't you need me to follow you?" Natasha asked in surprise.

There were multiple documents with photos of blond women on the table. Fury picked up one and said calmly: "Coulson will take care of it."

Natasha was a little reluctant, but she did not disobey the director's order after all.

Ferdinand, who was bored outside waiting for Natasha to come back, leaned against the car door.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a group of black kids holding skateboards, and he suddenly became interested.

"Hey kid, let the adults teach you how to skateboard coolly."

He walked towards the children.

I didn't notice that someone was staring at me in a car not far away.

...

New Mexico.

A lively event took place.

Not long ago, a hammer fell from the sky and hit the land of New Mexico, leaving a deep crater.

At first, the first person who discovered it tried to take it away, but the strange thing was that no matter how hard he tried, the hammer could not be picked up.

He then told the rest of the town about it.

People were curious and questioned the other party's grandstanding, and the news spread further and further.

The men in Old Bridge Town began to look for the excitement there.

Some of them brought grills and started grilling meat, and some brought beer.

But everyone did not forget to step forward and try to pick up the hammer.

But everyone failed.

An old man with white hair also joined in the fun. He drove his pickup truck and asked someone to hang a chain on the hammer.

As the engine started, everyone wanted to see if the hammer could be lifted.

I saw the pickup truck driving at full speed, the tires rubbing against the ground, and mud flying.

next second.

"Bangdang."

was pulled from the back of the pickup truck.

The white-haired old man stuck his head out and asked, "Did it succeed?"

Laugh out loud.

Everyone laughed. The old lady came over wearing a sun hat and angrily pulled the old man's ears to get him down.

"You broke our car, Stan!"

After this battle, everyone present firmly believed that it was impossible for anyone to lift this thing.

A black car drove from a distance, and a man wearing sunglasses and a suit got out of the car.

He looked out over the pit and picked up his phone.

"Sir, we found it."

Coulson came here with a mission.

He was ready to take over the hammer.

No one knows whether there are any terrible dangers in things of unknown origin.

SHIELD needs to kill these.

He contacted SHIELD personnel to come and seal the place.

"Zizzi."

"Electromagnetic interference?" Colson looked at his phone and thought it was time to apply for a replacement.

He walked aside.

Little did he know that from behind the stone less than two meters away from him, a little golden head poked out, staring curiously at Coulson's cell phone, and then turned to look in the direction of the hammer.

"Bilikari."

Speaking in an incomprehensible language, the little golden man got into the hole behind the stone and disappeared.

...

At the New Mexico airport.

When John got off the plane, he rubbed his eyebrows and said speechlessly: "There are also naughty kids in the first class, which is really annoying."

Sure enough, rich families also have naughty children.

There was so much noise there that John's head almost exploded.

Walking outside, there is no shortage of taxis outside the airport.

Travelers heading to New Mexico wait for a taxi to show up.

John casually walked to the side of the road and raised his hand. The taxi, which was about to stop in front of another person, stepped on the accelerator and stopped in front of John.

The driver himself was confused and accidentally stepped on the accelerator to come over.

But it was too late, so he had no choice but to pick up John.

Before he could say anything, John sat in the back seat and took out his wallet.

The green banknotes made the driver swallow hard.

"where to?"

"Old Bridge Town."

John took out ten green bills and stuffed them into the driver's collar.

After saying that, he looked out the window with interest.

The driver's neck was itched by the banknotes, but he didn't complain at all. He smiled brightly and said, "Okay, please sit tight."

The taxi started, leaving a tire burn mark on the spot.

...

Sometimes, it’s not just shooting stars and pies that fall from the sky.

And a grown man.

Jane Foster thought that today was definitely her unlucky day.

First, they hit a man who fell from the sky with their car during research, and managed to send him to the hospital. However, in subsequent photos, they discovered that the other person was the person who appeared together because of that research.

He went non-stop to pick the person up again. Although the process was somewhat tortuous, fortunately the result was good.

The other party was hit twice.

And he seemed to be delusional, talking about Thor and the Rainbow Bridge.

Dr. Eric Selvig, who was traveling with him, could basically confirm that the person was delusional because those were the stories he had heard as a child.

When the other party was about to go to the crater, he had to choose to part ways with him.

But when he returned to his studio, what awaited him was bad news.

A group of people calling themselves the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency want to take away her research results.

The person taking the lead was named Colson.

Although Jane tried to stop him, Selvig persuaded her to give up because those people were not easy to mess with.

But Jane didn't care about this, she argued with the other party.

When the two sides were arguing over equipment issues, a yellow taxi stopped in front of the SHIELD car that was about to start, and made no intention of retreating.

A person came out of it.

Coulson looked over and saw that the man was taking out the banknotes and putting them into the taxi.

"I don't remember that you have submitted your resignation application. Is this a part-time job?"

The man walked over slowly, his expression half-smiling but not smiling.

"Greg."

Colson's pupils contracted when he heard the name.

...