Chapter 216 Thor Robbers the Bank

On the congested streets of Manhattan, people stuck in the road saw a red figure jumping down from the top of the Stark Building.

The saucy Iron Man didn't straighten his body until he was about to land, roaring over the top of the congested vehicles on the road, causing a burst of cheers!

This dude is about to become an attraction in New York recently, and there will always be some tourists from afar who deliberately stop near the Stark Building, hoping to catch a glimpse of the American legend, Iron Man Tony Stark.

If there is a picture of Iron Man flying over his head, no matter who it is, he will be able to show off on his Facebook for a long time.

York, a young cop in Manhattan, is annoyed with Tony Stark, and because of this guy, his workload has increased by at least 20%. It is said that someone has been proposing to form a new department, which seems to be called "Manhattan Traffic Police".

York wanted that department to show up soon and free himself from the job of directing traffic, York was a police officer to do justice, not to direct traffic.

Today's Stark was a little anxious. Instead of doing some difficult moves above everyone's heads like in the past, he quickly rushed to Hell's Kitchen.

Alvin called himself before and said that the alien who played the hammer was coming. He was in his restaurant and asked himself if he was interested in seeing it.

Stark thinks that there must be magic in Alvin's restaurant, otherwise it's hard to explain why so many strange characters are always there.

He really wants to meet Mr. Thor, who is said to have a high status in the alien world, and talk to him about whether he can sell some of the metal from the Destroyer to himself. That metal is really useful and can be developed. out of many uses. Money is not an issue if he wants to.

When Stark arrived at the restaurant, he found that the atmosphere was very strange. The alien blond man glared at Alvin and roared for him to apologize to himself.

Stark raised his visor, greeted Alvin, and said with a smile, "What's wrong here? Mr. Alien looks angry."

Alvin shrugged his shoulders with a smile, spread his hands and said, "This Mr. Thor claims to be a literary youth, and he wants to apply to our school to be a literature teacher.

But he didn't even know Lu Xun's real name, so I questioned him reasonably, and then he got angry! "

Stark frowned, looked at Alvin and said strangely: "What does this have to do with literary accomplishment? And who is this Lu Xun? Is he famous?"

Stark's remarks made Thor's favor, and he remembered that the Tin Woodman had also helped out in New Mexico, and he was very good.

But now is not the time to make friends, first prove that you are not bragging, and that getting the job is the most important thing. Jane has no money, and Thor, the god of thunder, is going to starve when he can't find a job.

Thor wasn't a fool, and of course he knew that he could get help if he was willing to talk to the black suits who had been following him all the time. But that goes against the purpose of coming here.

I came here because I wanted to live an ordinary life and examine my past mistakes by the way. If you deal with them and get some privileges here, what's the difference from being in Asgard.

And their help must not be free, they always need to pay something. Although they may just want to get some information, there is a lot of information that the earthlings should not have access to now, which is not good for them.

Sol glared at Alvin and said, "Take your words back, mortal, or I'll teach you what respect is with my fists!"

Alvin raised his eyebrows, looking at the poor guy looking for a job like a harsh boss, and said in a more beating tone: "Your interview failed, Mr. Saul, you can consider looking for a job elsewhere, I think you're going to make a lot of money by going to the construction site with that hammer of yours. Don't go to my school and hurt those kids."

Agent Barbara, who had been sitting in the corner, stared at Alvin and Sol in astonishment. She felt that her brain was not enough. It was incredible that the prince of Asgard came here to look for a job. In the end, Alvin was even more powerful. He made the words of the prince worthless, and obviously did not want him to go to school to work.

Stark looked at Alvin in confusion, why was it involved in finding a job? Alien prince still wants to come to earth to work?

Jane Foster stayed at the furious Sol, looked at Alvin, and said sincerely: "Principal Alvin, Sol really needs a job, please help, I don't want him to do illegal things, Sol has always been interested in banks lately, which worries me a bit."

Alvin glanced at Agent Barbara, who looked at him with pleading eyes, and knew that they must want Mr. Thor to stay in one place and not run around.

And what Jane said was too terrifying. If Thor became a bank robber, would the New York police still survive?

Alvin looked at Sol with some embarrassment. He really didn't think that there was any suitable position for him in the school. What he mentioned himself as a literature teacher was a joke in Alvin's opinion. This Mr. Thor doesn't look like a literate man.

Stark looked at Alvin amusingly and said, "Why don't you agree to him, there's no hesitation, he just wants to find a job! It's better for him to work at school than to rob a bank! Director George knows I'll write you a thank you note!"

Alvin thought for a while, and finally nodded. Sol's destructive power was too great, and it was indeed an irresponsible approach to let him out. For a prince, who has thousands of mountains and rivers to come to work for him, it is indeed a bit too much to pick and choose.

Looking at the ugly face of Sol, Alvin said with a smile: "Okay! You can try it at school, but it's not a literature teacher, and Steve may need an assistant, you can try it. Your The temperament matches that of our school football team."

Sol was very unhappy, he felt that Alvin was pitying him, which was disrespect to a god, but seeing Jane's gentle eyes, Sol surrendered.

Nodding towards Alvin, Sol said, "Okay! You win!"

Alvin nodded and said, "Don't feel that I pity you, because you don't need pity from others at all. Listen to Mr. Saul, you want to find a job, and I offer you a job.

But that doesn't mean you can sit back and relax, don't give me a chance to fire you, you know that being able to fire an alien prince is the highest honor of being a boss! I'd love to get that honor! "