Marvel Magic Event Book

"You'd better not move, this is to save your life." Anna looked in the rearview mirror. Her brother Damon was struggling in the back seat of the car, and Sister Gabriel Rossetti was also there. Damon was with him in the back seat.When she tried to untie Damon's hand, Anna warned her and tied her up.

"In order to prevent you idiots from affecting him again, I have to take him out of here." Anna sneered as she looked at the office belonging to Dr. Hastings in the St. Teresa Mental Hospital. Now that office has been on fire. If Anna wouldn't have even dragged Dr. Hastings out of the office had it not been for the nun's pleading.Now, the security personnel were choked awake, the fire was quickly brought under control, and it was time for them to leave.

"I'll take him to San Francisco and then get you back to the Vatican. Salomon, you should be able to do that, right?"

"Of course." The mystic mage shrugged.He does not intend to interfere with the complex family relationship between the Hellstorm siblings, but that does not mean that he will not choose the development trend that is beneficial to him, especially the situation where Anna's devilish instincts continue to grow, which makes the mystic have a strong interest in this The allies were very satisfied.But both Anna and Salomon turned a deaf ear to Sister Rossetti's accusations and resistance. Finally, at Anna's suggestion, Salomon cast a spell to let Damon and the nun sleep peacefully in the back seat.

"Then, what happened?" Anna sat in the driver's seat and started the car. "I don't mind listening to your stories on the road. In fact, I'm quite interested in what you went through."

"It's still the same old story. Ordinary people always make a fuss after seeing magic, and then they are eager. Thanks to "Harry Potter", magic is no longer an object of slander by the church. Magic has no power over anyone who has never possessed it. Its people have an unparalleled appeal. It’s like Spinning Wheel and Aurora, Disney and all-ages cartoons!”

"What a terrible metaphor." Anna couldn't help laughing.

“I would be very happy if all contracts attracted the people involved like the spinning needle attracts the princess.”

"I have to say, this is a very bad metaphor, Mr. Damonette." Harold Finch felt that anything had to do with wizards, or rather, with Salomon Damonette. If there is a relationship, then there will definitely be no good results.The last time Salomon and Mr. Reese went to the bar to teach drug dealers a lesson, some of the people involved were disabled for life. He felt that this kind of thing could not happen here - breaking the senator's legs was not fun at all.

"You should know that everyone must sign a contract."

"Relevant government personnel have not witnessed your... abilities. Therefore, we leave this matter to us, and please do not use force against Congressman Garrison. Mr. Reese, please keep an eye on Mr. Damonette. This matter It doesn’t have to end with someone getting hurt.”

"I can't keep an eye on two people, Finch." Mr. Reese protested helplessly, his other hand still holding the woman.

"I'm sorry, but I know nothing about you, sir." Senator Garrison looked at the mystic. "I have no information about you. Who are you?"

"Did you see it, Mr. Finch? My appearance is always accompanied by questions. There are always people who want to pursue the truth that does not belong to them." Salomon took out a homemade wand. "What's even more outrageous is that there are always people who want to pursue the truth that does not belong to them." Some people think they can fight magic with bullets. I suggest your people put down their guns and sign this contract obediently. Then the matter between us is over, and I will not interfere with anything of yours."

"what are you talking about?"

"That's what I'm talking about." Salomon stepped over Samn Shaw, stepped forward generously, and took off the firearm from her former mentor's hand.During this process, Hersh's eyes remained motionless, looking like he was imprisoned.The senator was obviously caught off guard by the situation and had no idea what was going on.

"Now, it's your turn, sir." Salomon raised his pistol. "My patience is about to be exhausted."

"So, have they signed a contract?" Anna stepped on the accelerator a little harder, and the car sped past on the slippery suburban road.Salomon was not very good at telling stories, but it was enough to pass the time. Anna didn't ask for much. All she wanted was a story that would temporarily distract her from the messy things in St. Teresa's Mental Hospital.

"Of course, of course, no one can stop me from issuing contracts. To be honest, I am more and more eager for the pleasure of this kind of behavior. Maybe this is the so-called business? Then I am really a genius in business!"

"Believe me, it's not the same thing."

"Did you hear that? Some people are belittling my business talent!" Salomon complained to the female agent sitting across the table while holding a cup of tea. "I think business is related to intelligence, and maybe it's related to intelligence. Add some force and crime, as well as interpretation of legal provisions and just the right amount of bribery. But no matter what, I think I am extremely talented in this area. I can make a fortune even by speculating in stocks. Worry about the SEC (U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission)."

"Then I would also like to thank you for not having any plans to go into business yet, Salomon, otherwise the mess you made would be difficult to clean up." Natasha Romanov sighed, and she listened to Salomon's nonsense. I listened for a long time, but I just couldn't hear the key point. "Is that why you asked me out to talk about this?" She half-closed her eyes, looking like she might doze off at any moment, "I'm on a mission right now! Only you can make me put down my mission, sweetie. If If you don't mind, tell me what you want to say as soon as possible. I'm going to take a nap - maybe you want to come together and continue our date after waking up? Anywhere will do, even if you don't get up from bed. ."

"Artificial intelligence, Natasha." Salomon's immunity to such words is very strong. Athena and Bayonetta have trained him to perfection, and words alone cannot make him take the bait.However, considering the friendship between the two of them who had experienced very bad things together, Salomon kept the story short and said, "You have level [-] authority. I want to know if SHIELD knows about this. That person is named 'Polaris' The real controller of the secret service organization."

"Oh my God, when did you start to pay attention to the world of ordinary people?" Natasha said with a smile, "Did you just get out of the rabbit hole, my dear? In my memory, you have no regard for the Internet, the government Ah, secret service organizations, these things are not interesting at all, why do you suddenly ask about this?"

"Because someone as talented as Stark has created an artificial intelligence, Natasha. It monitors us all the time, because it itself is attached to the Internet. I'm not talking about that crappy thing called 'Project Prism'. I’m talking about real artificial intelligence that can monitor all data.”

"Sorry, I don't know about this." Natasha looked directly into the mystic's eyes, "You are the only person in the world who can tell whether I am lying, so I will not lie to you, Salomon. Why don't you ask Nick Fury? I'm sure he will tell you the truth."

"The problem now is that except for the artificial intelligence itself, no one knows where it is and that it is free." Salomon also sighed, "Nick Fury will not tell me the truth, not to mention, I think Now he wants to shoot me because I made him wear bunny ears and go to a hearing."

"I will tell the director about the trouble we are going to encounter. Before that, you can spend a good night's sleep with me."