Leziren’s happy life in Marvel

(When I woke up, the chapter was reviewed again. I was really convinced. This has been revised. Please read it first. (╥﹏╥))

Sherlock, who was already sitting in the car, didn't know that Coulson had reported his potion to Black Braised Egg, but even if he knew, Sherlock probably wouldn't care.

The plot of catching up with Thor on this journey was purely an accident. The reason why he revealed his "special talents" was Sherlock's idea.

After all, not long ago, his wizard's vest was used to save Pepper, and to fight Iron Overlord on behalf of Iron Man. The most important thing is that when he killed Iron Overlord, Tony did not stop him.

To say that his vest has nothing to do with Tony is absolutely impossible.

S.H.I.E.L.D. must want to explore his true identity under his vest, but unfortunately, his disguise is absolutely perfect. Apart from his height and weight, it is simply impossible for S.H.I.E.L.D. to find evidence.

He wanted to look for clues from Tony's side, but Tony was very clever and fooled him. Sherlock felt that if he were SHIELD, he would first suspect the people around Tony, and he would be the number one suspect.

Originally, this matter was not a big problem, but what Sherlock didn't expect was that he was just out for a trip, but he would also encounter the plot of Thor. When he encountered it, he encountered it, and his phone was monitored by S.H.I.E.L.D.

The final result was that SHIELD and insurance were in place, and the scene in the original plot where a group of red-necked trucks fought against Meowth Hammer disappeared without a trace.

After thinking about it, Sherlock decided to expose the potion to SHIELD and use the plot of Thor to completely separate the two vests to give SHIELD a headache.

At least until Hydra is pulled out of SHIELD by Captain America, his vest must be tightly covered in front of SHIELD.

Sherlock sat on the spacious back seat of Yuhuang Emperor's cup and looked at the scenery outside the window while constantly improving his plan in his mind.

As the driver, Crossbones Rumlow looked at Sherlock through the rearview mirror from time to time with a strange expression.

Sherlock naturally noticed that Rumlow's expression was three parts weird, three parts uneasy, three parts expectant, and one part entangled. His overall expression was like a pie chart.

However, the Hydra field officer did not ask himself, and Sherlock was too lazy to explain to him. He was still looking out the window, thinking about the plot of Thor in his mind.

To be honest, as a Lezi man, Sherlock felt that since he had already encountered the plot of Thor, it would be a blasphemy against the Lezi spirit if he did not go and watch the fun.

It was also for this reason that I chose to wait for my new car in a small town. If the plan goes well, my car will arrive just in time to catch up with the plot of Thor vs. Destroyer.

If you're lucky then, you might even be able to go for a walk in Asgard.

And since we are talking about the Destroyer, we have to mention Sherlock's little thoughts. Although Sherlock also likes the Meowth Hammer, unfortunately, this thing and Sherlock are not destined to exist.

No matter how much he liked it, Sherlock couldn't keep it as his own, and compared to Meowth Hammer, Odin's Destroyer armor still won Sherlock's heart more.

According to Sherlock's conjecture, in addition to being able to fight alone, the Destroyer Armor is very likely to be a armor with increased power and protective attributes.

After all, Sherlock had heard before traveling through time that Odin, as a heavenly father, could compete with one of the gods after putting on the Destroyer Armor.

And the most important thing is that this thing might be made of the same material as the Meow Hammer. Sherlock has been coveting that guy and that protective power for a long time.

If it is true, as Sherlock suspected, that the material of the Destroyer Armor is the same Uru metal as the Meow Hammer, then it can be said that the protective power and magic properties are maxed out.

Compared with these things, Tony's steel armor can be said to be a younger brother.

But the most critical question is how to get the Destroyer Armor!

After all, Sherlock was not Hela. He could crush a hammer with his bare hands, so he naturally didn't think about how to get the Destroyer armor with full protection in his hands.

Even Sherlock felt that even if he had to settle for the next best thing, get some fragments or something, and use the alchemy in Harry Potter to practice his favorite weapons, it wouldn't be a loss.

But how to get the fragments is also a problem. Do we need to use the nails of Hela, the Anti-Uru Metal Noble Phantasm?

Damn it, the more Sherlock thought about it, the more difficult it became. After thinking about it, Sherlock made a decision that went against his ancestors. Sherlock decided to try to rely on the side effects of the potion.

If he is lucky, Sherlock randomly gets a useful ability, then Sherlock won't mind interfering in the plot of Thor. If not, Sherlock will think that he has no fate with this thing.

But just thinking about the bloody heavy-duty uses of his potion, Sherlock felt his teeth hurt.

Rumlow, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at Sherlock, who was sitting in the back seat, and his expression began to change. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth before he spoke.

"Mr. Sherlock, if you want to laugh, then laugh. To be honest, your medicine is easy to use, but I didn't expect this side effect."

After hearing Rumlow's words, Sherlock woke up from his chaotic thoughts and looked at Rumlow sitting in the driver's seat in surprise. After being stunned for a moment, Sherlock finally realized that it was Rumlow. Muluo misunderstood himself.

Then he quickly replied.

"You misunderstood, um... Lang... um... Mr. Agent, I was just thinking about something, please, it's not about you."

Listening to Sherlock's words, Rumlow, who had not revealed his identity as a Hydra, was still very talkative. He smiled slightly and then continued what Sherlock said.

"Rumlow, Brock Rumlow, just call me Rumlow."

After introducing himself, Rumlow paused, looked down at his crotch, and then continued to ask with a confused look on his face.

"Mr. Sherlock, I would like to ask, is it true that the side effects of this thing cannot be eliminated? Such an easy-to-use medicine, this side effect..."

Seeing the tangled expression on Brock Crossbones Hydra Rumlow's face, Sherlock rolled his eyes and immediately started his deception.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rumlow, this side effect is unavoidable. You should know that everything has a price, especially powerful medicines like this. Compared with harming the body, this small side effect of mine is It can be said that it is nothing.”

Sherlock paused for a moment before continuing.

"And according to the records in the ancient book I read before, this so-called side effect can be said to be all kinds of weird. If you are lucky, you can even get 24 hours of power comparable to the gods. If you are not lucky, well, you should already know ”