Chapter 293

The news of the mysterious incident in Chinatown spread like wildfire, but before the very fast reporters swarmed in, some other people came to the place of the incident earlier, and The entire street was blocked by a special method. Countless facts have proved a truth, that is, it is best not to let the ordinary person involve too much in the mystic incident.

A very mysterious special service unit from SHIELD has just left. The entire residential building in Chinatown is as clean as it has been washed. Any items related to mystic have been removed, and the entire floor It was very quiet, as if the whole body fell into a deep sleep.

The big bald head wearing a denim jacket is holding a cup of hot tea in his hand. He uses his habit to drink while walking into the hall. He presses the elevator and looks at all under the sunglasses, which covers most of his face. Around, those dumbfounded residents who were standing in place looked at those dumbfounded eyes with red light.

They still have blank expressions on their faces, they seem to be immersed in something before, and it seems that the time of the entire building has stopped at a certain point in time.

"ding"

The dilapidated elevator opened, and Sergei threw the paper cup in his hand into the trash can, lit a cigarette, and walked into the elevator.

13 floors, a very ominous number of floors.

"Even after processing, the remaining magical energy here is still so clear."

Strange looked at the sacred church-like room in front of him with a headache. The two conjurers in the Sanctuary of New York, compared to Strange in a casual suit, are dressed more like the wizards in the traditional story, wearing long robes, wands around their waists, and sharp horn wizard hats.

Steady and indifferent, only magic in the entire world can make them interested.

"It is said that the girl who attracted the evil spirits here is so pitiful, she almost lost her life."

Strange looked at him sitting on the bedside with pitying eyes. The girl with a sluggish face, this is the child who had been banished by Constantine before. Like everyone else in this building, she fell into that kind of weird sluggishness, and she broke free from the possession of evil spirits on her face. Surprises and fears.

"Evil spirits never take the initiative to possess someone. In fact, most protagonists in possession incidents are having only oneself to blame. They are not worthy of mercy."

The old mage next to Strange coldly picked up a hand-drawn picture on the table. It was a very non-standard but already implied dark red picture with a special pattern. This should have been painted by the girl.

"Look, the summon picture of the son of the devil, she should be thankful that she did not draw the standard and did not inject magic, otherwise, what we have to deal with now is a block completely destroyed by the devil. It’s exactly the same as the Tsarist era 170 years ago. The ordinary person is always so reckless!"

The old mage held the corner of the evil paper painting with disgust, and the orange red flame burst out of the palm of his hand. , Burned the piece of paper clean, Strange looked at the flying ashes, looked thoughtful and said,

"So this is the reason why Kamar-Taj forbids the circulation of magic knowledge in the world? Because of ordinary The person lacks self-control?"

"I feel more because the ordinary person lacks a basic concept of the existence of power."

A deep voice came from the door, Strange replied Too close, I saw Sergei leaning against the door with a burning cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

"They don’t know what to do or not to do, what can be offended, and what can’t be offended, just like before. The same as us."

"Demon believer! How dare you show up in front of me!"

The moment the old mage saw Sergei, he drew out his wand from his waist. To release the attack magic, Strange stopped him. The young mage whispered in the ear of the old mage,

"Mage Hognes! Calm down, this is the Devil Gang guy! They are standing Our side!"

"Huh?"

The white-haired old mage glanced at Strange suspiciously. After realizing that the young mage’s expression did not seem to be fake, he His brows were raised high, "What's going on with Kamar-Taj now? Have even the devil believers gathered?"

"In time, Devil Gang does not belong to Kamar-Taj, we just It belongs to the management of Ancient One Master."

Sergei looked at the old mage in front of him vigilantly. He glanced at Strange, who was helplessly shrugged, so Sergei stretched out his hands and took a step back.

"We are not enemies...You don't need to be like this, Old Mister!"

The old mage despised snort, shook the head, "then leave it to you here, Strange, stay with the demon believer Together, I will always subconsciously want to kill them, I am waiting for you in the Sanctuary in New York."

After that, he made a mysterious gesture, together with the wizard around him. , Disappeared in the broken space.

"Who is that? It looks like a gunpowder keg on a single point."

Sergei asked softly, Strange sighed and rubbed his forehead and said,

"Hognes Leonid Ivanovich, the old fossils active 200 years ago, the magic lion of Siberia, the glory of the European Magic Association Elder, and the invasion of Dormammu took them These aging stones woke up. The Supreme Master welcomes everyone who can strengthen the power of the world, but what do you say about this Old Mister? It's probably because I slept for too long, and my thinking is like a stone."

After Strange finished speaking, he sighed again,

"The most troublesome thing is that he is strong. We are not enough to fight with one hand. By the way, you can check about Constantine. News?"

Sergei rubbed his chin, nodded,

"He took things from Devil Gang and wanted to leave like this. It’s too simple to think, why Well? Have you found it?"

"Hey, man, "The Book of Solomon" belongs to Kamar-Taj. I want to emphasize this again!"

Strange reached out Sergei patted on the shoulder and saw the girl sitting on the bed's eyes moved. His fingers were in the air, and a glass-like halo enveloped the two of them.

"They are going to wake up, SHIELD is really unreliable, and even the recovery time can't be determined... Let's go to other places and say."

After the teleportation technique shines, Strange and Sergei appeared on the top of the building. The young mage who claimed to be "Doctor Strange" leaned against the wall, spread his hands and said to Sergei,

"At present, it is certain that Constantine has done it, but the evil has been dealt with. After the spiritual matter, he ran away. We couldn’t track him down. This guy is like a cunning fox, and the most troublesome thing is that Master Hognes felt the breath of Solomon’s seal from the remaining spell energy. It’s the formidable power and powerful spells recorded in the Book of Solomon, equivalent to the magical tactical missile."

"From this point of view, he is indeed a genius of mysticism, but this will give him Caused trouble, he is now like a madman wandering the street with a weapon of mass destruction. Once the Master Hognes thinks he is a threat, he will immediately kill him..."

Strange patted Sergei’s shoulder,

"I know Cyber The purpose of arresting Constantine is to save his younger brother, so you'd better catch him before Constantine kills himself. I’m not kidding. You haven’t seen the battle scene of the Hognes Master. I can only say that once you are caught by him Staring at it, Constantine would die miserably even if it was 10 times stronger. "

Sergei scratched his big bald head with a headache. Muscular man like him is the most annoying of this kind of bad thing. He took a deep breath,

"Forget it , This matter is left to the boss to get a headache, right, what time is it now? "

He turned his head to look at Strange. The latter was stunned and looked at his watch. It was the same one that broke before going to Kamar-Taj. After a big change, Strange became A very nostalgic person, he checked the time,

"11:46, what's wrong? "

Sergei nodded, the brash man who is not afraid of the magic lion has some naked eye visible nervousness. He rubbed his hands a little sorry and said to Strange, "Then help me Okay, buddy, send me near Midtown High School. Today is my daughter's birthday. I owe her four birthdays. I don't want to be late. "

3 minutes later, Sergei straightened his clothes and walked out of the alley next to Midtown High School. He stood in this Queens district like Iron Pagoda in the past like Nine Heavens. At the school gate, I was waiting for my daughter to leave school. For the first few days, Chandler, the new driver, drove a luxury car to pick him up. But Mia thought it was too ostentatious, so the past few days Sergei took the bus home with her daughter every day. .

For Mia, the return of father who was originally in a coma is obviously the most happy event. Four years ago, she almost lost father at the age of 14 and was given away by herself. When I went to school in New York, the first period of time was difficult. If Katherine, who was only 11 years old at the time, stayed with her, she would not be able to sustain it.

This seemingly peaceful 4 years to the end Mia doesn't know how much has happened, but in her opinion, everything is getting better now, and the return of father obviously represents the arrival of all good things.

"Mia, Gwen little darling, want to make peace Shall we go to Hawaii together? It's free? "

Several frivolous, coquettish, handsome boys talked to Mia and Gwen who walked out of school holding books, but they didn’t attract Mia’s attention at all. , This very beautiful Russian little girl looked around, and soon found a pillar-like father among the crowd. She waved her hand happily, and Sergei arrogantly squeezed the students away and walked to her daughter.

Although it is not the first time I have met, the fierce aura exuding from Sergei still makes Mia’s close friend, Gwen Stacy shrink his head, like a frightened little boy. Cat, crying hello to Sergei,

"Hello, Sergei uncle. "

Sergei scratched his big bald head, haha ​​smiled, "Hello, little Gwen, by the way, today Mia’s birthday party, won’t your little boyfriend come? "

Gwen waved his phone helplessly. "Parker is helping that Professor Connors as an experimental assistant. He hasn't got off work yet, but I promise he will come on time!" "

Speaking, little Gwen waved his fist in the air, solemnly vowed.

"Who is this? Mia, is this your new boyfriend? "

The little ruffians stood not far away laughing, "Your taste is really bad." "

"Huh? Little ruffian? Are they your friends? "

Sergei asked that Mia and Gwen shook the head at the same time, and the stubborn man stretched out a finger, "Wait a minute, I'll talk to them about etiquette." "

After speaking, he turned towards those little rascals who were not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth and walked over. Less than a minute later, he moved his arms and walked back, behind him , The 4 little ruffians were stacked into a humanoid Arhat, just like an artistic act, which caused a group of students to exclaim and take pictures,

"Well, girls, let us go home! "

He patted his hand, took Mia's shoulder, and said gently, "Katherine and the others are here today, as well as Cyber ​​Boss and your Lewis Uncle. They can just introduce your friends to Gwen. one time. "

"Cyber ​​Boss? "

Gwen's eyes sparkled immediately, "Are you the real gangster boss?" "

Mia shrugged,

"Probably, one third Gotham is under the control of Cyber ​​Boss, but to be honest, you will know when you meet him, he is simply It's no different from an ordinary youngster. It's like a Big Brother. You might be disappointed, Gwen, he's not the cool godfather you think. "

On the other side, on the private jet from Gotham to New York, dressed-up Katherine, Rogue, Emma and Clarice gathered around chirp chirp twitter twitter, these four girls belong to that kind The scumbag who doesn’t study well, and Mia is the only one of them who can be called a tyrant. Their relationship is very good. When they were in New York, they often came out to eat together.

At the closing ceremony, Cyber ​​always feels a little feel ill at ease. It seems that going to New York this time will encounter a lot of troublesome things.

"Well...maybe I will meet a lot of old friends. "