Chapter 197. Bar

"This is it?"

With the compass from Bucciarati, Thor and his party drove to a fairly prosperous town in New Mexico.

They got out of the car, lifted their eyes, and looked at the town in front of them. Erik's face still revealed a look of distrust. Even though he had seen Bucciarati's ability with his own eyes, he was still sceptical about finding the target with the simple compass in Thor's hand.

He had seen the compass and even touched it.

He was sure that it was an ordinary compass, and there was nothing special about it.

The only thing unusual was that the compass didn't point north.

"If you ask me, the compass is simply broken." Turning his head and looking at Thor and Jane, who looked serious, Erik couldn't help but say, "You all just saw it, it can't even point in the right direction. Even if we're looking for something, we should use a calmer approach, not ..."

Darcy patted Erik on the shoulder, interrupted his words, and pointed to Bucciarati.

"... I didn't doubt you. In fact, I mean, maybe, the compass alone isn't enough of a guarantee we can ..."

Erik stammered as he locked eyes with Bucciarati's expressionless face for a moment, panicking and explaining.

"Found it!"

Just then, Thor stopped what he had been doing and looked at a certain building in front of him and exclaimed.

Hearing Thor's voice, Bucciarati slowly averted his eyes. On the other side, Erik breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at the location of several people. Then he saw a bar in front of him.

The bar wasn't big, and it was obvious from the signboard on the roof that it had been around for some years, and the rustic yellow walls carried mottled markings.

"Thor, are you sure that what you are looking for is here?"

Looking at the bar in front of her, even Jane began to doubt the ability of the compass.

"I trust Bucciarati." Looking down at the compass in his hand, Thor said so with a heavy voice.

Rumble --

At that moment, thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, which strengthened Thor's convinced expression. He reached out and pushed open the door of the bar.

"Did the forecast say it was going to rain today?"

Looking up, glancing at the suddenly gloomy weather, Darcy couldn't help but whisper and then followed the few people into the bar.

Because it was still early, there weren't many guests in the bar.

When Thor went in, he saw only a few guests sitting together in twos and threes, drinking and chatting.

Hearing the noise coming from the door, they subconsciously turned to look.

Ignoring the probing eyes of the customers, Thor's gaze swept over the interior of the store, and he quickly noticed the hammer placed on the table in the centre of the bar.

"Mjolnir!"

[Reputation points from Thor Odinson +500]

Unlike Thor's imagination, his hammer wasn't secretly hidden but was openly placed in the middle of the bar.

"This is Mjolnir?"

Hearing Thor's exclamation, Jane and others immediately noticed Mjolnir placed in the bar. Looking at the hammer on the table in the centre, the group seemed confused.

Although they had been searching for the hammer with Thor, there was still some strange emotions Jane, and the others felt after seeing the real thing.

"Could this all be true?" Erik Selvig looked at the hammer in front of him, his heart vibrating with emotions.

"Are you really Thor?" Darcy turned to look at the hammer in front of her, then glanced back at Thor and asked in disbelief. She always thought that everything was fake, but who ever thought that a hammer would really show up?

"As real as Odin's beard."

Grinning at the corners of his mouth, he replied in a deep voice to Darcy. Thor then took a step towards Mjolnir in the middle of the bar.

Boom boom --

"Base, we have found them. They went into the bar in town."

After reporting the current situation through the communication device, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, who followed Thor and the others to town, looked up at the gloomy sky and couldn't help asking his partner, "Did you bring an umbrella?"

"No, the weather forecast didn't say it would rain today."

"Well, the forecast might be wrong today."

...

In the bar, aware of Thor's actions, a black old man sitting in the corner stood up, swinging a bottle, and walked towards Thor and others with a crooked gait.

"Charlie, you're planning to scam someone again?"

Looking at the black man standing up and sitting on the other side of the bar, a white man with a big beard in a cowboy hat couldn't help but laugh and loudly mock.

As the white man's words fell, the few customers in the bar also let out a roar of laughter.

"Why is it a scam?" Hearing the white man's words, Charlie's eyes widened, and he couldn't help muttering his dissatisfaction, cursing back, "I bought this baby at a high price; I'm just gonna sell it again."

"You can't even pick up that baby of yours." The bearded man rudely exposed it.

"You can't pick it up either." The man's words made Charlie jerk a little.

"Haha, I wasn't stupid enough to pay for it as you did." In the face of the comeback, the white man didn't hesitate to reply with a sarcastic tone.

"You guys just wait, I'll teach you a lesson sooner or later."

"I'm waiting."

In the midst of the laughter of the bar crowd, old Charlie noticed Thor's footsteps getting closer and closer to the hammer. He quickly tried to walk over and block his way.

"Huh?"

Looking at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Thor subconsciously frowned, "What can I do for you?"

After taking a big gulp of shitty liquor, Charlie looked at Thor up and down with his intoxicated eyes, opened his mouth to show his scarce teeth, pointed to the hammer behind him and said, "You want that hammer?"

After glancing at the intoxicated Charlie in front of him, Thor looked behind him at Mjolnir before nodding in answer to the other party's question.

"Alright."

Seeing Thor nod and admit it, Charlie's face suddenly blossomed into a smile that couldn't be concealed. He raised his hand and waved it, "No problem, but you need to pay up first. "