HP black wizard in the United States comics

The ebony door was pushed open.A young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old walked in from the door.

His hair was pale blond, almost white, like October snow.

When the young man stepped through the door, Lanier was stunned.

The man in front of him was tall and handsome, with a tall and straight nose bridge, soft face, and not particularly prominent facial lines.At first glance, if he hadn't known it beforehand, he would never have believed that this was the son of a penguin.

This child looks nothing like a penguin, so it's no wonder the penguin doesn't like him.

However, his eyes are exactly the same as those of a penguin.There was no sparkle in the dark pupils, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were still cold.

The kid who came in seemed to have been told the purpose of coming here on the phone. He smiled at everyone, sat down, and took out his tablet and computer from the shoulder bag behind his back.

He took the piece of paper, and then Lanier couldn't understand his operation. He could only see his fingertips flying on the keyboard and the data that kept jumping on the screen.

Countless data consisting of zeros and ones appeared on the screen quickly, brushed out quickly, and then entered the queue quickly.

Countless documents began to be compared and analyzed.

Penguin had a cold face, even though this illegitimate child he didn't want to admit was so good.

"Well, I think this is a code. I have deciphered it. I guess, um, it is a coordinate."

Penguin stood up. "I'm going to prepare the helicopter." Then he ran as if running away.

The penguin walked out of the door and disappeared into the deep doorway.

The child was still sitting in the same place.Only the corner of his eyes glanced at the Penguin's retreating back.The look in his eyes was indescribable, but there was a faint hint of coldness.

The child was still too young, even though there was no expression on his face.But his every move still revealed everything in his heart.

Lanier walked over and patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Well done, kid."

He stretched out his hand and shook it hard.

"After this, I may come to you for some technical questions. This is my business card." Lanier said.

He did hold a business card in his hand.

But this card is not engraved with a name and address like an ordinary card. Instead, it is engraved with a complicated prayer pattern, with a faint purple magic luster shining in the pattern.

Then he had a good conversation with the young man.

Until a man in a black suit walked over.Notify Lanier that the helicopter is ready.

Lanier nodded, said goodbye to the boy, and strode down the aisle.

When he reached the door, he paused, glanced around, and found that the penguin didn't come back.

The helicopter's wings rotated rapidly, making a deafening rumble.

As soon as Lanier stepped into the cabin with his left foot, the helicopter started and slowly left the ground.

When Lanier fully entered the cabin, the helicopter immediately started at full power and disappeared into the night sky.

"To be honest, I'm still quite panicked about Lanier. And I feel that if this continues, we really won't have any leverage to give him any more." Penguin stood on a tall building, watching the helicopter fly away.

"Why do you need chips?" Antonio smiled lightly.

"He will find out one day that we don't matter to him. If it continues at this rate."

Penguin said.

Antonio dropped his fake smile slightly.

"No, he won't. He's not someone who can or wants to take care of his finances. He's going to need our help. Always."

"What's more, the defeat across the board in the British Isles and even the Europa continent has made him understand his personal weakness. He will want to form an organization, a big interest group." Antonio grabbed the wine glass.

"Interest group, this word is very beautiful." Penguin smiled, raised his glass and touched it slightly.