Chapter 1198
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The little spider walked through London, and the lonely boy was walking on the streets of London. It was almost like talking with the knife-robbed robbers everywhere in the streets and lanes-I am very bullied!
But the little spider is not easy to bully, the best hobby of the good neighbors of New York City is to use spider silk to bundle the little punks.
When Peter hadn't gained super powers, he was a second-force young man in Queens. The most indispensable in his life was this kind of trifling. In the first days of gaining power, the small spiders always echoed in the streets and lanes to stop them. Some violent incidents such as knife robberies and gun robberies at convenience stores.
Compared to heroes like Stark, Mite lacks the ability to face up to evil evil entrepreneurs, cutting-edge or established capitalists, evil organizations such as Hydra, and high society criminals.
Most of the time, before dealing with the Aegis and the Avengers, he dealt with some ... downcast scientists and gangsters mixed with crime and violent organizations.
In general-it is very tightly integrated with the reality of the people at the bottom and lacks the compellingness of the big scene.
"London is okay ..." When the little spider had **** the sixth gangster who tried to rob him with a knife, he did not accidentally find the prophet leaning on the alley of the alley, leaning his head against the wall, wine red Her hair blocked her half of her face, and she said, "Although Great Britain has colonized the world for five hundred years, they never let the colonial low-quality population enter London during its heyday."
"So you can't see Indian headscarf servants, Arabs and blacks here, and gypsies with a Kibba talking in their RVs. Some are Indian doctors and university professors. , Rich Arabs ... if in France, such as Paris, those people will hover in the alleys from the Champs-Elysées to Bastille, while creating the 'smell' of Paris! "
"The stinking smell of human urine ... the French perfume was to cover these things, and it is the same today."
"I have to say that although there is now a Mayor of Truth in London, Fan Er, an established colonist in the British Empire, has not lost it, they know at least refuse to emigrate!"
"You should remind me what the scum of the people I want to meet today!" The little spider complained.
"I reminded you that you must choose him. I said that I knew a lot of masters of magic far beyond him." The prophet came to the London local dumbfounded by spider silk on the wall with a horrified look, serious He looked at him with two eyes: "He is very lucky ... originally three years, he will be sent to a prisoner of serious prisoners because of a serious injury during the robbery ... now it seems that it will not happen!"
Little Spider was happy: "Is that so? That's what I do!"
He raised his left hand with a crimson glove on it, and the mechanical gloves looked very cool—at least that's what the **** thought, and they tried to get it in their hands—now hanging on the wall and It's on the roof!
"On the other hand ..." the Prophet pulled the subject back: "I think you need to be separated from that thing for a while. When it's on you, it makes your destiny look fuzzy, and I can only see more if I leave it. clear."
"It seems ... the result of your destruction of the world has nothing to do with that thing." The Prophet took a small look at the spider.
"Also, that thing is now a trouble." The Prophet crooked his head: "You have done too much with it in the metropolis, and it has attracted the attention of many people. Now it is a tempting temptation! Honestly! Of those who study magic, none of them are messing up their lives, but they are one of the more superstitious methods of cheating. "
"They think the prophets are powerful? In fact, they have caused too much trouble. You only need to borrow a little" the price "caused by their misuse of magic. A clever lever can lift their lives, and then Smash a smash. We can easily control their desires ... because none of them who study magic is wise and savvy enough, such people will not learn magic at all. Magic is desire and ambition! "
"These people are so pitiful. They ruined their lives, hurt their loved ones, and at the same time superstitious cheating. Do you know what this means?" The prophet asked.
"They may have a lot of regrets?" Little Spider seemed to understand.
"More than just some! They have countless mistakes they want to recover, they have an anxiety that makes them feel painful when they think of heart, liver, spleen and lungs ... Now they know that there is a cheating device called a regret medicine ... Guess them Would it be crazy? "The prophet smiled badly:" Some people think they cheated a baby, but in fact ... it was a bomb! "
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Madame Shangdu is the strongest divination witch in the world. The blood of the ancient people has given her the ability to predict the future. In the magic world, Madame Shangdu was once one of the candidates for the prophet. It was also said that in addition to her identity, she His prophecy is not inferior to that of the prophet, but only Mrs. Shangdu knows herself—the prophets are monsters!
The first prophet is omnipotent, the second prophet chooses for the world, and the third prophet reads the file again.
These three monsters are the true pinnacle of the mysterious world. They guard an ultimate secret, about the secret that the world has once destroyed, around an organization established by the three of them, the World Security Council for their minions.
Why Mrs. Shangdu knows so clearly-of course because she is also one of them.
She is a council member of the World Security Council, although she remembers nothing after leaving headquarters!
"... you have to think clearly, myth! This is not something you can move!" Mrs. Shangdu warned the blond in front of her: "That thing is very dangerous ... more dangerous than you think."
"Let her come out and talk to you!" Muen was very firm.
"Witch!" Muen suddenly put out a black, slender and weird palm under her right hand on the table, her fingers interlaced, and Muen flipped her palm slightly, and the whole person changed into a painting style. ...... She became a black-haired witch www.wuxiaspot.com with the green-eyed witch—just like Mrs. Shangdu in front.
"Help me ... you owe me!" Said the witch, crooking her head, half-requesting, half-threatening.
Madam Shangdu sighed. She didn't intend to tell the witch, but just after divination, she seemed to notice that something had changed. The thing fell into the hands of someone who was totally out of expectation of Madam Shangdu. This seemed to be ... is used exclusively for cooking?
So Mrs. Shangdu changed her mind, since the prophet has decided that this person should be blamed. Then don't hurry to shake the pot, what else are you tangling?
"What you want is now in the hands of Constantine ..." Madam Shang Du slowly took out a red-breasted corpse resting on the branch of the dried rose, and she bowed her head and kissed the red On the top of the dry chested chestnut, the red chested chestnut was breathing freshly, and fluttered up and down around the back of Mrs. Shangdu's hand.
Mrs. Shangdu handed the red-breasted bun to the witch and let it fly over the witch's shoulder.
"This red-breasted cormorant will lead you to find John ... beware of the Lengyan Church, they are also looking for him, you are just one step ahead of them!"
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