Chapter 1: 1
Chapter 1: Brother Hammer
Manhattan.
Thor Hammer, an American, 1.7 meters tall, with a baby face, is an unknown gang leader in Chinatown.
His father was a big boss, known for a long time only by his nickname, Mad Dog. Thor's father was shot and killed not long after Thor was born. His biological mother had no one to rely on, so she gave him to the old man next door to raise him, and she was never heard from again.
His adoptive father treated him well. He taught him how to write, provided for his education, and instilled some principles of life and work in him. Although life was tough, Thor found it satisfactory.
He vaguely remembered that when he was in the first grade of junior high school, his adoptive father suffered a myocardial infarction and left behind a modest inheritance and a will. The old man was already at an age where he knew his destiny, and his health was declining. He had a premonition of his impending demise.
The letter briefly talked about Thor's life experience and advised him to take the right path, not to be sad, and to live a positive and optimistic life. The earnest teachings often echoed in his ears.
Thor was often bullied in school in his poor neighborhood, and constant demands for "borrowing money" left him physically and mentally exhausted. He dropped out of school to survive.
He followed the same path as his biological father, starting out as a petty thief and later joining gangs as he grew older.
Comics accompanied Thor through his long childhood. Thor was his idol, and he always dreamed of owning a hammer that would give him divine power.
After dropping out of school, he worked hard to become strong. He had his own hammer, but unfortunately, it had no magical power.
When the gangs fought, Thor charged into battle with a miniature version of his hammer, loving to smack people on the forehead. He was a fierce fighter.
Over the years, his name was forgotten.
"Hello, Brother Hammer!"
"Ah."
"Slap!"
"Brother Hammer...you are so bad!"
"What…"
Thor hung his treasure around his waist and walked into the underground casino with his head held high.
The younger brothers greeted him respectfully. He met his old lover on the road and weighed her round size. Well, not bad. She's grown up again!
"Slap!"
"Brother, this is a good product! A tribute to you. Look at the appearance and quality... tsk tsk, it's perfect!"
Brother Hammer, no, Thor had already walked into the monitoring room by then and sat down. On his mobile he read webnovels.
He had recently become obsessed with e-books.
During this period, he went out for a few walks. Thor was addicted to books and could not extricate himself. The day passed quickly.
In the evening, he walked home with his new treasure on his back.
"Ah...! Help...!"
Thor turned into a small alley and vaguely heard shouting, which was normal in this area.
He took a few more steps and saw a black man in front of him dragging a Asian girl and assaulting her.
The girl was about junior high school age. She must not have listened to her parents and must not run around in this area.
He curled his lips, nodded towards the black man, turned around, and walked back, turning a blind eye.
"Ah! Big brother, save me! Please! Oh... please... please..."
The girl's cry for help echoed in his ears like a magical voice, and Thor felt pity in his heart.
She was just a naive child!
Thor hesitated for a moment. What should he do?
Here is the revised excerpt, incorporating the necessary changes and maintaining the chapter's essence and length:
"Hey! Nigg..a.a!"
The last thing the black man saw was a flying iron lump, and then he lost consciousness.
"No, it's okay, kid, don't be afraid, hu...ha!"
"Woo...thank you...thank you..."
Thor finally arrived in time, panting heavily as he helped the girl put her clothes back on and comforted her.
The girl had been struggling for a long time, and her mood was up and down. Now she was completely exhausted. She hugged her benefactor desperately, crying and saying thank you repeatedly.
She had a slim figure, a delicate face, was of junior high school age, and had a student-like mushroom haircut. She was so soft and frail that she attracted crime. No wonder she was targeted.
Thor picked up the little girl from the ground. Her jeans were fine, but her top was torn. The healthy, fair-skinned girl was now partially exposed, and her twitching shoulders made Thor feel embarrassed.
He had to put on some clothes. He put away his chaotic thoughts, draped his suit over the girl, and gently stroked her back to help her feel better.
After a while, Thor calmed the little girl down. He picked up the precious hammer, put his left arm around the girl's weak waist, and walked towards the entrance of the alley.
"Boom!"
The black man woke up and he had a gun!
"Run! Kid!"
Thor's body was violently hit by the bullet, and his back felt like it was tearing apart. He pushed the girl towards the exit with all his strength and yelled at her.
"What…!"
"Run! Be obedient!"
The girl was already stunned. Thor roared again, and she finally came to her senses, staggered, and ran away.
"Roar!..."
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
With a ferocious face, Thor roared loudly and rushed towards the black man, crushing him to death!
Thor finally fell on the road, charging, the cold surrounding him, leaving some thoughts, and it was dark.
"Did she run away?"
"In the next life, when I meet my enemy, I will smash his forehead first! Then I will try to flirt with a girl!"
"It hurts so much. This is the right path!"
A generation of heroes, Thor Hammer, and his biological father, Mad Dog, who he had never met, were both killed by gunfire. Ridiculously cold humor....
Manhattan Daily reported that a shooting occurred in a certain neighborhood yesterday evening, with additional photos.
In the photo, a man is lying in a pool of blood, with a thin and lonely figure next to him.
According to insider reports, the man was shot dead while trying to save others. The girl lost control of her emotions when she saw the man's body, her face was bleeding and crying, and she has been sent to a mental hospital for trauma treatment.
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