The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 660 The Magical Use of Meow Meow Hammer
The sturdy man's standing up exceeded everyone's expectations. Whether it was Thor who threw a punch, or Yang Le who was watching the excitement on the side, they were all surprised that the sturdy man could actually stand up.

It seems that it was the ability of the strong man in front of him that did the trick. Although Yang Le thought he knew a lot of American comic heroes, the strong man in front of him was indeed beyond his knowledge, so Yang Le didn't know what the other party's ability was.

But Yang Le speculated that it should be the type that enhances physical durability, otherwise ordinary superhumans would not be able to stand up after being punched by Thor.

However, Yang Le felt that it was useless for the other party to stand up. Looking at his miserable appearance as he gasped for breath, it was uncertain whether he could even throw a punch. It was impossible for him to fight Thor with such a body.

Obviously Thor thought so too, so he also began to persuade the other party.

"Lie down, warrior. You can't defeat me in your current state. Besides, there's no reason for us to fight."

Thor wrapped the unconscious man with his cloak and tied it to his back. Then he used his other hand to pick up the injured policeman and put him on his shoulder.

It was obvious that he was not going to pay any more attention to the strong man. Bullying the injured was not what an Asgard warrior should do.

"Stop talking nonsense! Your words are as long as your hair." The burly man said with a smirk. "I'm going to smash the faces of people like you."

"It seems your motives for upholding justice aren't entirely pure." Thor frowned slightly. "I don't know why, but it seems you're determined to stop me."

"I said, stop talking nonsense!" The strong man roared, then spread his legs and rushed towards Thor.

Thor helplessly looked at the burly man who had been repeatedly grudges against him. Even the latter's running movements were a little stiff. It was obvious that even such a simple movement could cause him a huge burden at this time. Thor even doubted whether the latter would fall down at any time.

When the strong man sprinted to his side, Thor moved sideways to make way for him, and then took advantage of the other party's unstable center of gravity on one foot to stretch out his foot to block the strong man's path.

Without any surprise, the strong man's ankle hit Thor's foot. The sudden obstacle made the strong man lose his balance and fall forward. After rolling on the ground for several times, he hit a car on the side of the road before stopping.

The broken pieces of the car window slid off his body, and the strong man struggled to stand up again. His endurance was indeed amazing, but Thor was no longer prepared to stalemate with him.

"clatter."

A pair of combat boots appeared in his field of vision, and the sturdy man felt a shadow covering him. It was Thor. He landed lightly in front of the sturdy man and placed the hammer in his hand on the sturdy man under the latter's gaze.

"boom!"

The strong man was pinned to the ground in an instant. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move at all, as if a mountain was pressing down on him. But how could such a small hammer have such a weight?
Also, even if the hammer was really that heavy, he should have been crushed to death the moment it touched him. But the fact was that he was not crushed to death. The hammer only made a shallow dent on his stomach.

Thor's hammer, boy, the things the dwarves create are so magical.

"What the hell is this!?" The burly man gripped the handle of Thor's hammer and tried his best to pull the hammer off his body, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't do it.

Only those who are recognized by Thor's hammer can lift it easily. It is not impossible to lift it by force, but you must be at least stronger than Odin, that is, you must have combat power that exceeds the level of God.

Of course, some people have used tricks to lift Thor's hammer before, like Red Hulk lifting it in zero-gravity space, and Magneto lifting it with his own strength. But the burly man in front of him clearly didn't meet any of the requirements. He was like being held down by a hydraulic press, unable to move at all.

"Okay, I've solved the problem." Thor walked back to Yang Le. "Now you can help me find the way."

"With great pleasure." Yang Le replied with a smile.

...

With Yang Le's help, Thor quickly brought the two injured people to the hospital. This was a very simple task for him. He just flew there and it took less than a minute.

But soon Saul encountered another problem, that is, he could not arrange hospitalization for the unconscious man because he could not pay.

As the crown prince of Asgard, Thor has never worried about money in his life. Not to mention that most places don't accept his money, he can still take it out when he really needs it.

Thor now had money on him, a whole bag of gold coins that he had brought with him just in case. When he was paying at the front desk, he was still feeling proud of his wise move.

However, this joy disappeared when the front desk told him that they did not accept gold coins.

The receptionist seemed to be afraid that Thor, the strong man in strange clothes who could fly, would be angry, so she gave him a special explanation.

The reason is simple. Regardless of whether Thor's bag of gold coins is real or not, even if it is real, the front desk of a hospital cannot find the change, and accepting precious metals is not in compliance with the hospital's regulations.

Thor was at a loss. Although he could not understand the words in the atrium, after the other party helped him point out the location of the medical expenses on the white paper, the long string of numbers made Thor understand that this amount of money was definitely not something that could be borrowed casually.

Just when Thor was about to ask if there was a pawn shop, Yang Le came forward to help this man who was struggling for money.

Relying on the black card he opened for himself, Yang Le easily paid off Sol's bill. After receiving an ambiguous look from the lady at the front desk, he also won Sol's favor.

"Thank you so much, warrior." Thor patted Yang Le's shoulder. The two were standing in the hospital corridor at this time. Unlike Thor who seemed to have nothing to do, Yang Le was making a phone call to inform the patient's family.

"If it weren't for you, I really don't know how to make up for my mistakes. Please feel free to ask for anything you want. I'll agree to anything I can do."

"I actually have a request." After hanging up the phone, Yang Le pointed at the purse in Thor's left hand.

It was a linen bag, about the size of Thor's fist. For a thin man, it looked more like a small cloth bag, but this small cloth bag was filled with gold coins.

There were so many gold coins that even when Thor shook the bag, the coins inside did not move or make any noise. It was really stuffed full. Only a strong man like Thor could lift it easily.

(End of this chapter)