Marvel Magic Event Book

After Salomon kicked Nick Fury out, he asked the android and the Cheshire Cat to clean up while they were looking after the house, and he walked into the portal with a stainless steel pot.He planned to deliver food to Bayonetta and Joan of Arc. Although the witch could survive without eating, the mystic still wanted to use this excuse to get along with Bayonetta.

"Good afternoon, Rodan." The mystic mage put the stew pot on the bar unceremoniously, causing the fallen angel craftsman to roll his eyes.Although through the sunglasses, no one can see it. "Don't be angry," Salomon said. "There aren't many people in this bar anyway, and the beef stew won't ruin the atmosphere. If you can, please give me a martini. I'm of legal drinking age." ”

"The legal drinking age is 21. Don't think I don't know your age, kid. Coke or milk?" Rodan came closer and sniffed Salomon's body, "Sulfur smell. What trouble have you gotten into recently? ?I heard that people in hell were in a state of chaos some time ago, was it your fault?"

"Are you referring to Kama Taj's armed parade or the fight between me and Marduk?" Salomon took a big sip from the Coke. Ice-cold carbonated drinks were his favorite, especially those with high sugar content. kind.He put down the cup and burped with satisfaction, "Mephisto and Marduk are plotting against each other, and I am also involved. Don't worry, not all demon pillars have a rebellious spirit, at least Phoenix is ​​very cute. "

"There are not many Demon God Pillars who are looking forward to the reincarnation of the Seventh Throne. You'd better be careful. There is a connection between the first Baal and the tenth Paar. You have to be careful." Rodan pushed up his sunglasses. "I don't want to see witches overthrow hell. That will seriously affect my supply of raw materials. You should know that my customers are not just witches, right?"

"So I have another purpose here, Rodin. I need guns, many, many guns - no, not the ones you hang on the back. What I want is the kind of firearm that has both strong kinetic energy and blocking power. That's right, I want rocket-powered firearms, as many as I want! Don't worry about recoil, not MBA's Gyrojet. I will go to hell with my army, don't worry about your raw material supply, I will take care of it. "

"Then when do you want it?" The fallen angel craftsman raised his eyebrows in interest.

"As soon as possible, at least there must be a prototype for me to test."

"Boya, when did you learn how to hang out in bars?" While Salomon finished drinking a glass of Coke, the witches walked into the bar. They seemed very leisurely, and the work of hunting angels didn't seem to bother them at all.Bayonetta sat on the seat next to Salomon. She raised her legs and stacked them on the mystic's lap.This time, the black stockings she chose had faint patterns on them, and the witch deliberately let these patterns rub slowly on Salomon's thighs.

Salomon felt the witch's body temperature and the unimaginable friction stimulation, which made his breathing become heavier.

"You look like a mature man!" Bayonetta was very satisfied with Salomon's reaction. "Do you want big sister to teach you something that children can't learn? Big sister, I'm looking forward to it~"

"Ceresa!" Joan of Arc was making her daily complaints, but this did not prevent her from sitting on the chair next to Salomon. "Recently, angels have been coming frequently, endlessly, and some big guys have even appeared." She said, "You Kama Taj pushed those things onto us again. Ceresa and I were too busy to sleep. I didn't expect you. We just came today, Salomon! Do you know how hard we worked?"

"To make money to support the family, this is a small stove opened by His Holiness. After all, I can't withdraw unlimited money from Kama Taj's worldly wealth." Salomon pretended to be calm. He snapped his fingers, and the stainless steel pot was already cold. The transparent stew became piping hot again, and the aroma of beef overflowed from the gap in the pot lid again. "So I brought compensation." He forced a smile, "A rare delicacy, beef stew. You should really have a good rest. I have asked Dinah to dry the quilt. You can fall asleep with the fragrance of the sun tonight. .”

"It's yours too, isn't it?" Bayonetta licked her lips, causing Jeanne to complain again.

"Are you serious, Coulson? Six days? It only took you six days to turn a completely refurbished, state-of-the-art aircraft into a pile of garbage!" Agent Coulson stood up straight, accepting the message from above him. A lecture from the boss.Before that, because of his negligence, he allowed Reyes, a Peruvian government army agent who had cooperated with him, to board the plane, so that the government forces hijacked the Airbus.

However, SHIELD agents still relied on the 084 item they obtained during the mission - a Hydra weapon related to the Cosmic Cube - to successfully subdue the Peruvian government army agents.However, they also paid a heavy price, that is, a big hole was blown out of the Airbus cabin. In order to prevent the temporary remedy (blocking the hole with an inflatable lifeboat) from failing, they could only let the plane move forward at a turtle speed.

I've seen the maintenance records. This aircraft has been repaired before, and even the engine was replaced, Coulson thought.But instead of complaining, he tried to defend his team members, but his defense made Nick Fury even more angry. "Don't talk to me about authorization. Do you know how much this plane is worth? There is a bar here! It's a very good bar!" Nick Fury walked around angrily, "Don't talk about authorization to me. , I have the right to demote you to the negative level!"

"I know, sir." Agent Coulson stopped talking back.

"I want you to repair this plane, just like when you first got it! So, don't let Fitz and Simmons modify this plane, such as making a broken fish tank or something." After Nick Fury lost his temper, He turned around and started to mention the new guy in Colson's team, his emotions changed very quickly. "And that new girl, Skye, she's a risk."

"I know, sir."

"You know?" He glared at Coulson, cursed and turned to leave.But before getting off the plane, he paused to think about Agent Coulson's question, "Where were you before you left for this mission, Agent Coulson?"

"New York, just passing through for lunch," Agent Coulson replied.Nick Fury carefully observed Agent Coulson's facial expression, but did not notice anything strange at all.

"Do you remember what you ate? The last time I went to New York was a long time ago."

"The Brazilian Barbeque on West 53rd Street in Manhattan, sir. I recommend you try it too."

"Very good, I'll go." Nick Fury stood in front of Agent Coulson and sniffed. He smelled nothing except the smoke of gun bullets and the smell of Peruvian dust.Oh, the smell of air freshener in the cabin is included, but there is no smell of oil smoke.Nick Fury raised Salomon's danger level to another level in his mind. The mind-manipulating magic displayed by the mystic was too terrifying, and he had to make a plan.

"How about Tahiti?"

"It's a magical place. I'm ready for my next mission in New York, sir. That's an old friend of ours."

Nick Fury nodded and walked off the plane without saying a word.