Although Qin Xiao could absolutely be described as thick-skinned and tough-faced, he was still smashed to pieces by the hammer.
He remained unconscious for a long time before finally waking up.
The lightning itself hadn't struck him—but before the hammer hit the ground, it slammed straight into his head like a massive shock absorber.
I hadn't provoked anyone. I had only raised my fingers to make an oath. As for the guy wielding lightning and a hammer…
If Qin Xiao hadn't known the origin of that hammer, he would have jumped up by now and cursed the sky three times over.
But at the moment, he clearly had no right to challenge Asgard—especially with Odin still sitting on its throne.
He opened his mouth, spat out the sand inside, and looked around. Everyone else seemed more or less unharmed.
Qin Xiao squatted on the ground and silently drew a large circle next to the hammer with his finger.
Then he wrote two lines of small Chinese characters inside it:
"Throwing a hammer—death to the whole family!""My wife looks like an aunt every day!"
"Coulson, check whether any aircraft passed overhead just now. Agent Romanoff, contact headquarters—get Hill on the line. We need a professional team of scientists!"
This had begun as a routine dispute over air traffic checks. The hammer had been wrapped in lightning moments earlier, but the electricity was now slowly fading away. The one-eyed man could tell at a glance—this was no ordinary hammer.
"Qin Xiao, what are you doing? Bring the hammer over here!"
Nick Fury's earlier orders had landed him right at the edge of the crater. From his elevated position, he barked commands at the three of them.
Even though Qin Xiao knew exactly what the hammer was, he still cooperated and stepped forward to try.
Those formidable hands gripped the handle tightly. His arms tensed, and he heaved with all his strength.
It didn't budge—at all.
"Heh, boss, looks like you need to find someone stronger!"
Five minutes later, a piece of aircraft landing gear, nearby steel plates, and even a damaged Quinjet had been dragged over to the edge of the crater.
The hammer lay quietly in the sand, not even sinking under its own weight.
Not even the Quinjet could do anything to it.
"I hate things I can't control!"Nick Fury looked especially displeased before S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel fully arrived.
They had no choice but to request the local police to cordon off the area.
Coulson was left to handle the scene, while Fury had to rush back immediately for a meeting.
Qin Xiao insisted that Black Widow stay behind.
Once Mjolnir had appeared, could Thor be far behind?
According to the system's logic, wherever a superhero appeared, there should be a mission—or at least an opportunity to earn points.
"Coulson, I'll bet you fifty dollars that I can guess exactly where this hammer came from."
After sending off Nick Fury and letting the exhausted Black Widow find a place to rest, Qin Xiao sat with Coulson at the edge of the crater, watching the police secure the perimeter while he rambled on.
"You know about this too?"
Whether it was Tang Jian or Qin Xiao himself, everyone knew Qin Xiao had secrets of his own.
A hammer no one could lift had fallen from the sky without warning—and happened to smash Qin Xiao on the head.
Now Qin Xiao was repeatedly trying to make bets with him. Coulson's mind was a mess, and he couldn't help analyzing whether the hammer really had something to do with Qin Xiao.
"I can tell fortunes. Did you forget who helped you find that plane in the Malibu mansion?"Qin Xiao smiled, reminding him that he still possessed certain unique talents.
Coulson rolled his eyes.
You've got the nerve to bring that up?Everyone knew the two of you stole a plane and flew off to the Middle East to fight!
Even with video evidence, he could lie straight-faced—calling himself ugly, smearing filth on his own face, and so on.
Qin Xiao and Tony—those two shameless bastards—had nearly driven him insane.
"No more gambling. If you want to talk, then talk. If not, stay here with me."
Coulson recalled some unpleasant memories, yet spoke with a trace of pride on his face.
Qin Xiao immediately saw through what he was thinking.
He walked over, put an arm around Coulson's shoulder, and said:
"As a man, you've got to look forward, buddy. Forget the unpleasant past. The most I can tell you is what happened to this hammer."
"Say it."Coulson was clearly bored out of his mind.
"A long, long time ago, in a distant realm of gods, the All-Father Odin gave birth to a foolish son…"
Qin Xiao spoke in a tone like someone telling a bedtime fairy tale to a child.
He went on to explain in detail Thor's birth and the origins of Mjolnir.
He even pretended to do calculations with his fingers, deducing events like Thor being stripped of his power and exiled to Earth.
"Haha! You're saying this is Thor's hammer? And the handle is made from a branch of the World Tree?"Coulson laughed.
"If you're just telling jokes to kill time, I thank you, my friend. But if you're serious, I'll bet my hair on it!"
What a joke. Coulson had been with S.H.I.E.L.D. for over ten years—hadn't he seen enough already?
Back in 1995, he'd even encountered Captain Marvel and the Skrulls with Nick Fury.
How could he possibly believe in gods?
Thor, the All-Father, the Rainbow Bridge that crossed the cosmos?
If you were a real agent and didn't read mythology, you'd still know these were nothing more than Norse myths and legends.
"You're serious?"Qin Xiao glanced at Coulson's receding hairline and couldn't bear to look for long.
"Want to change the stakes? If you don't believe me, you'll lose. Really—I never lie. When I do, my heart races and I can't breathe!"
To Coulson, Qin Xiao's words were no different from hot air.
"If you don't change it, I won't believe a word of this nonsense even if I die. We'll bet—my hair. If I lose, I'll buy medicine. If you lose, Qin, you're going straight to the hospital this time. And all the money you made in Mexico goes to us."
He was absolutely qualified to be the next director of S.H.I.E.L.D. Just look at his dedication—he was willing to risk the last few strands of hair he had left for the organization's funding.
Qin Xiao gave a thumbs-up. "Deal."
S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel arrived soon after, followed by a large crowd later that afternoon.
Under Coulson's orders, everyone set up a large tent over the site, completely covering the crater and the hammer.
Equipment was unloaded one piece at a time, monitoring energy reactions, material composition, and every other conceivable parameter.
Perhaps because Qin Xiao and Black Widow were present, they didn't call Hawkeye in like they did in the movies.
A temporary shelter was built, barbed wire erected around the perimeter, and surveillance established across multiple zones.
Coulson set up a makeshift office. He, Qin Xiao, and the well-rested Black Widow sat inside, monitoring everything.
"Qin, it seems the calculation was off. That powerless Thor doesn't appear to have shown up yet."Coulson said with a smile.
Winning money from Qin Xiao was always a reason to be happy.
The moment he finished speaking, alarms blared—someone had breached the perimeter.
Coulson snapped his gaze to the monitor.
Outside the tent stood a man with long blond hair and a powerful build.
With brutal efficiency, he knocked down several guards in succession and marched straight toward the hammer.
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