Marvel Magic Event Book

Salomon's method is very simple and crude, and does not reflect much intelligence. Their enemies are not as difficult to deal with as the guardians of the British Museum. Of course, I am referring to the magical level.Having said that, the opponent this time is not an easy character to deal with.The descendants of the Puritans who participated in the Salem Witch Trials and the families of Puritan civil servants who hanged innocent women still control all aspects of Salem for generations. One of them is Ricky White, who is the senator of Salem.

Salomon and Master Xiao Wang found a coffee shop across the street from the city hall. They sat here, waiting for the politician to appear.

"Well, it tastes like hot mud." Salomon was holding a cup of coffee with too much milk and sugar in his hand. He always hated coffee. No matter how much milk and sugar was added, his mouth would always feel sour.He squinted at Master Wang who was sitting opposite the small white round table and said, "Senior Brother Wang, this is the first tuna sandwich you have eaten. We are here to monitor, not to eat."

"My father has not had time to confiscate the living allowance that was just paid yesterday." Master Wang patted his chubby belly and said nonchalantly, "Of course I will seize the opportunity to eat something delicious. Do you like to eat Kama Taj?" Is there a canteen where none of us go to the Hong Kong Temple to eat?”

Salomon rolled his eyes. Master Xiao Wang still maintains an optimistic attitude towards his body shape. He firmly believes that only by eating more and making himself fatter can he have the strength to survive the hardships of Kama Taj. Training, at least there would be some cushion when someone punches you in the stomach.

It's a good thing to have a broad mind and a fat body, but in the Kama Taj headquarters, which pays attention to ascetic practices, it is an outlier. People there are either thin or strong. You are the only fat guy with a pair of abdominal muscles. Who will hit you if they don't hit you?

"How long are we going to wait here?" Master Xiao Wang burped with satisfaction. Today was the most enjoyable day for him to eat. Without Master Hamil's supervision, he ate like a wild dog on the loose. He was satisfied and naturally had no impatience. The reason he asked this was just to know if he still had time to eat a few more.

"I don't know." Salomon shook his head. Politicians will not stay here forever. He always has to go out to socialize, have fun, and take care of his own business. This is the product of the dictatorship with capitalist characteristics. He will always wait for him. , it just requires patience.

"If you send me to Washington, I will promise to make reforms and guarantee it with my life. My heart will not change." On the TV in the cafe, Ricky White was making an impassioned speech. It can be seen that where he is Just before Salem's city government. "I will always be Ricky White, Son of Salem, and I will always fight for everything we have, to the bitter end."

Perhaps because the TV in the coffee shop was in disrepair, there was always a bit of snow on the screen and some noise in the sound, and Ricky White's campaign manifesto gradually became blurred.Salomon leaned his body on a soft chair with cushions and soft backrests, watching the withered yellow leaves rolling past the street outside the window. Everything around him left him. He closed his eyes slightly, and the noise disappeared. The sound of passing vehicles disappeared, and he could even hear the dripping sound of the faucet in the cafe's kitchen, the resonance of water droplets hitting the stainless steel sink, and the sound of electricity from poor contact in fluorescent light tubes.Even further away, there is the clicking sound of the radio knob, the mucus sound of lips and tongues separating between lovers, and the distant chirping of birds.

When was the last time it was so quiet? Now that I think about it, Salomon sometimes feels a little dazed after being able to come to this world.Why do I have such an ability? Is this ability really a gift? What do I desire? The price the Supreme Mage said, what exactly did I pay?

"Hey Salomon, wake up." A sudden shaking interrupted Salomon's meditation, "They're coming out."

Salomon opened his eyes and yawned.This is the power of a saint that His Holiness said. He will gradually possess stronger physical qualities than ordinary people, such as superior hearing and vision. These abilities will gradually appear as he grows older.But he is not the Superman in the comics. According to the Venerable, his body is just strengthened by magic power, and he will never escape the category of human beings no matter what.And he only meditated, and did not use astral projection, which he had always disliked. This spell was studied by the Venerable according to the Tibetan Tantric classics, and this spell is usually used by Karma Taj to study all night. of.Salomon sneered at this, and just slept well, why did he do so many troublesome things.

Of course, the classics on Kama Taj are not limited to astral projection. Masters who are interested in this aspect can continue to study the Yangshen method of Zhang Boduan, the master of Ziyang, collected by the Venerable. However, no one has learned it. That's all, the method of dual cultivation of life and life sounds good, but it takes too long and is always inconsistent with the purpose of Kama Taj.

Salomon followed Master Xiao Wang's line of sight and looked out. Just outside the glass window, Ricky White, with his short blond hair raised, walked out of the city hall gate with his secretary Gloria on his arm and was about to sit on a bus. A black car.

"Don't interrupt my spellcasting." Salomon retracted his hand and began to recite the spell in a low voice.The town of Salem is not big, and even the streets are not too spacious. Most of the buildings here have gray-black walls and look very cold. It seems that the residents here are not too interested in development and other things. , so the spell cast by Salomon, who was not far from Ricky White, was enough to reach the target.

When Master Xiao Wang saw Salomon pointing his finger, Ricky White fell to the ground with Gloria, who was wearing a red plush piping jacket. When Master Xiao Wang took a closer look, he was surprised.

"Why did you take off his pants?" His eyes widened and he looked at Salomon in disbelief, "What kind of magic is this?"

"Pants removal," Salomon replied proudly.This magic is a prank used by many wizard apprentices in Golarion, but many wizards who have been famous for many years still use this spell as one of their common spells.Because except for warriors wearing plate armor, no matter whether you use a belt or a suspender, you can't prevent the pants from falling to your ankles. As long as you don't want to fight with your bare buttocks, otherwise even the legendary warriors will not be able to escape this magic.

Who can avoid tripping over pants that have fallen off?

Ricky White stood up in a panic, and his bodyguards in black suits blocked the view of others in time. After all, a senator taking off his pants in the street is not good news.

"Okay, we can set off." Salomon stood up and walked towards the target while continuing to recite the spell.

The bodyguards in black who originally looked very majestic all bent down, because their pants fell to the ground one by one, which attracted the attention of tourists. Salomon quickly used Xiao Wang's magic to Pushed through.The bodyguards in black were holding up their trousers while blocking reporters. They tried to stop the paparazzi from taking pictures, but with little success because their trousers had been stepped on by clever reporters and they could not take a step forward.

Salomon squeezed back and forth among the crowd, chanting spells constantly in his mouth. With his magic, the movements and reactions of the crowd around him became slower.He raised one hand above his head, and golden dust filled everyone's head.

"Close your eyes." He whispered to Master Xiao Wang, and then there was a bright light comparable to a flash bomb.The onlookers couldn't help but close their eyes, and some shed tears because of excessive eyeball stimulation.

"Hurry up, it's the ring with the pink gemstone"

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