Marvel Magic Event Book

"Chicago has the best baptist beef, Casilios. You see that beef is seared and then simmered, and there's a delicious pan-fried cannoli. I'd like to add one." Bell peppers and hot dogs, believe me, these are delicious." Salo leaned on the street lamp pole, watching with a sad face the white steam rising from the dining car in the distance and gradually dissipating into the night under the light of the lights. .He couldn't help but said to Casilios beside him, "I don't think it will delay our work if we enjoy a delicious meal."

"No." Casilios glanced at the dining car and turned back helplessly, "You have already had dinner. Besides, eating food is not in line with our principles."

"There has never been such a commandment," Salomon said, dissatisfied, and crushed the can under his feet. The sound of metal being squeezed and twisted caused one or two passers-by to turn around.He said, "His Holiness taught us to control our desires, which does not mean that we cannot eat delicious food. I think I can drink some beer, but if there is a bottle of iced Coke to choose from, I will choose Coke."

"You can drink beer, sure," Casilios said, "but not now. Now you need to keep an eye on the bar across the street. Can you count how many people are in?"

"Do you think I'm a computer?" Salomon kicked the can at his feet in boredom. "Who knows whether it's a human or a vampire who went in. Damn SHIELD, they gave me this address because someone was in the backstreet of the bar. They found a body, the kind with two holes in the neck. Then they found blood stains with the same DNA in the bar toilet." He sneered twice and glanced at the street corner again, "But there are more than just people here. The two of us."

"Hmm? It seems that the vampire's hunting ground is the bar toilet." Casilios stood in front of Salomon with some vigilance. He also followed Salomon's example and looked around, but found no trace of the suspicious person. "Who are the uninvited guests?"

"The homeless man who threw away half a Camel cigarette, the black-haired middle-aged woman who had been reading a text message, the technical otaku who wore leather shoes with a red plaid shirt." Salomon turned his head and pointed at the suspicious people with his chin. Character, "It seems we are very popular."

"Who are they? SHIELD?"

"Not sure." Salomon shook his head and rubbed the gems on the ring with his thumb. "They may also be blood slaves, because they are all wearing high-collared clothes and I can't see their necks clearly. You have to know that always Preserving youth is a great temptation for humans, but unfortunately, they will never know that vampires are impossible to agree to them. It is time-consuming and labor-intensive to have a baby for the first time, and they will also lose a living blood bag. If they really If they are blood slaves, they are probably helping their masters select prey."

Casilios followed Salomon's instructions and looked at those people carefully.He was not sure whether these people were blood slaves, because they were human beings, and even with mystical vision, he could not see any difference.

"Of course, it may also be because we are very conspicuous." Salomon added, "We are all wearing robes. Maybe in their eyes, we are a group of mentally ill people. Look at my satchel, does it look like I have one? Looks like a gun?"

"Then did you bring it?"

"I brought a pistol and twenty rounds of bullets rolled in silver plating liquid."

"I don't even know where you made friends who can actually give you a gun. What are your plans?" Casilios took a deep breath. He really didn't expect that Salomon actually brought a pistol.But he still asked patiently, "Do you want to continue to stay here?"

"Now, we have only one way - to go to the toilet of the bar." Salomon sighed, "I really don't want to do this."

"I'll go in, and you wait outside." Casilios curled his lips, "Look at your face, no one will be suspicious of your age. Just wait outside."

"Don't be stupid, Cassilios." Salomon sighed again. He took a small step forward and stood up straight again. "We don't have the habit of disdainful of dirty work in this industry."

"What's our business?" Casilios's eyes widened in surprise. This was the first time he heard this statement.

"That's right." Salomon pretended to touch his face deeply, and then whispered a spell.Then, his hair turned gray, his face became wrinkled, a short and tough beard sprouted from his chin, and his voice became much rougher, "We are...witchers!"

"Emmm, what?" Kaecilios frowned, "Maybe I should suggest that the Supreme Mage confiscate your game."

"Do not……"

"why?"

"Because we are...witchers!"

"Okay, let's get to work." Casilios rolled his eyes, "Remember, you can't drink those strong drinks, do you understand?"

"Do not……"

"what?"

"Because we are...witchers!"

"Okay, okay. Remember, don't touch the spirits, whiskey, brandy, tequila, nothing."

"OK..."

"Repeat."

"We are...witchers!"

In a black car parked on the corner of the street, a man was holding a camera and taking pictures of Salomon and Casilios as they were crossing the street.After their figures disappeared at the door of the bar, the man put down the camera and dialed the phone.

"Sir, the target has entered." He said, "What should we do next?"

"Wait." The person on the other end of the phone said, "If they find you, evacuate immediately. You know our discipline. If unfortunately you are captured..."

"I will kill myself immediately!"

"Good. Remember, obedience will be rewarded, and your children will continue your work. HailHydra."

"Hail Hydra!"