Warlock of the Marvel Universe

Evanson has been pulled back to the basement of the shop by Sarah and Taylor using the summoning stone prepared in advance.Speaking of things like summoning stones, they are really indispensable spells for warlocks to travel at home. The only thing that can be compared with them is the pot containing healing stones, so this is how the title of Warlock Sugar Gate comes from.

Then Evanson changed out of the cool black suit, folded it and handed it to Sarah, "Please return it to the clothing store when you have time. I'm afraid he will deduct my deposit after a long time."

People become stingy when they are poor for a long time. How could a stingy person like Evanson be willing to buy an expensive high-end black suit just to show off? So he chose to rent clothes.

Then Evanson went to wash his hair and change his hairstyle. The big slicked back really didn't suit him.Then he rubbed his eyes and said, "Oh, it's really uncomfortable to use magic to adjust the color of your eyes."

"Tch, if the shampoo got into your eyes, just say it." Sarah unceremoniously exposed Evanson's despicable lie.

"Ahem." Evanson coughed awkwardly, and then quickly changed the subject, "The Habs should be here, and it's almost time to start taking action."

Sarah took out a paper bag and put the suit in it. "Before you came back, I asked Habs, and he said that if you are lucky, it will be fine tonight."

Evanson looked at the sky outside. It was already evening. "Tonight? I'm really pressed for time, but forget it. If you take care of things today, you can rest for a while."

It's evening in New York and early morning in Afghanistan.

In the desert area of ​​Afghanistan, a flight formation composed of three Black Hawk helicopters flew in the sky. Their flying altitude was only about 80 meters. This was probably to facilitate the search for something.

The pilot of the helicopter at the head of the formation complained while flying the plane, "You know, one of my comrades disappeared half a year ago, but the damn authorities only searched for him for a week before giving up, but this time he is also missing." We have been looking for this person for 22 consecutive days."

The co-pilot next to him, who was watching the night vision video, heard his complaint and hurriedly touched him with his elbow, then slightly turned his head back to signal that there was someone behind him.The driver immediately shut up and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

However, because the helicopter's engine was too noisy, the crew's conversations were transmitted through headsets, so the pilot's complaints were still transmitted word-for-word through the radio to the ears of the people sitting behind the plane. .

"It's okay, I understand, this kind of thing is inevitable." The man behind was guarded, but his attitude was quite kind. "Don't be nervous, boys. This may be your first time patrolling with me. I'm a very nice person and I won't speak ill of your superiors."

"Really? That's great. But it's really surprising that native people like you can adapt to the harsh climate here so quickly." Sensing the man's kindness, the co-pilot turned to talk to him. Performing this kind of nighttime search can actually be very tedious and boring, and it's nice to have someone to talk to.

"I've actually been to worse places," said the man in the back.

"Really? Can you tell us about it?" The co-pilot immediately became interested.

"Okay, I'll call back to Washington to ask for instructions, and then I'll tell you." The man behind was obviously joking.

"I'm telling you, Agent Coulson, you SHIELD have so many rules," the first officer said in disappointment.

Yes, the man sitting in the back is Coulson. He came to Afghanistan as a SHIELD commissioner, but he did not stay in the base, but was on the front line.Firstly, this is because he is serious and responsible for his mission, and secondly,

It's because he still has Habus with him, and he doesn't dare to give this husky to others casually.So there are only the pilot, co-pilot, Coulson and a dog in this Black Hawk helicopter.And according to the dog's request, the door of the cabin should be opened, the reason is that this way he can smell the smell outside better.This is a desert area in the early morning. The temperature is below zero. Others have no choice but to wear cotton coats and grit their teeth.

"To be honest, Agent Coulson, how did SHIELD train a husky into a military dog?" the co-pilot asked curiously, looking at Habbs lying at the door of the cabin.

The husky has been the king of the two kings for many years, and has the honorable title of never letting go. This kind of dog can actually be trained into a military dog. You, SHIELD, are really awesome.

Coulson could only smile helplessly and shake his head because he didn't know how to answer them.

"Could it be genetic modification?" the overly curious co-pilot asked.

Coulson still shook his head, and at the same time he was also thinking about whether magical creations were genetic modifications?

"You guys have so many secrets." It was the co-pilot who shook his head this time. In his opinion, Coulson's refusal to explain probably meant that there were some secrets involved.

"But I don't think he's anything special. He's just as stupid as other huskies." said the complaining driver.

Habbs, who was lying motionless, immediately raised his upper body after hearing these words and stared in the direction of the driver.When Coulson saw this, he immediately grabbed a handful of dog food and stuffed it into Habs's mouth. Habs, who had a chewy head, returned to his normal state. Original pose.

Phew, Colson breathed out secretly, and said in his heart, thank me, young man, otherwise you will probably have to spend the rest of your life in a mental hospital.

Colson knows the temper of this dog. Except for Evanson and the people in his store, anyone who dares to call it a silly dog ​​will be taught by it to go home and think about life, unless that person can Immediately take out the high-end dog food and atone for your sins.

Then the co-pilot found a new topic to talk to Coulson. This time he cleverly avoided some sensitive questions and had a great conversation with Coulson. Although the driver did not participate, he listened with interest.

None of them noticed that Habbs, who was lying at the door of the cabin, twitched his nose slightly, then opened his mouth and spit out a dark green liquid ball.

The ball landed directly on the desert, but the liquid it made did not penetrate into the dry sand, but spread in all directions, eventually forming a one-meter-square green magic circle.

"Finally flew away, annoying American dog." Just 20 meters in front of the magic circle, five people suddenly emerged from under the sand layer. They took off the silver insulation blankets they were wearing and put them into their backpacks. , revealing their true attire.The five people all had typical Middle Eastern faces and wore typical desert clothing. It was obvious that they were not ordinary people, because each of them was carrying an AK47.

"Damn Americans, not only do we have to search for that damn Tony Stark in the desert, but we also have to avoid these damn planes." One of the bearded men complained, picking up his water bag and taking a sip.

"They are indeed very annoying. They will keep an eye on the smallest thing." There was another complaint.

However, all five of them were stunned, because this sentence was not spoken by any of them.After all, it was a terrorist with a knife head licking blood. They immediately turned around and pointed their guns behind them. Then they couldn't believe their eyes.A white man wearing a white T-shirt and jeans stood there. I thought, this is the desert in the early morning. Is this what you are wearing?

The white man sniffed and said, "Oh, I may be wearing less clothes, so please cooperate with me so that I can go back quickly."