Warlock of the Marvel Universe

The next day, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, Evenson's Richter's Treasures store was not open yet, and he himself was still lying in bed, fast asleep.

He went out to fight with someone early yesterday morning. Although he won easily, he didn't lie down in bed to sleep after all, so it was understandable to sleep in during the day.

Anyway, the turnover of this store has already made Evanson sad and desperate, so he usually opens the door quite casually, so that it is almost noon now and it is not open yet, and the people nearby do not find it strange.

There are also some people who have bad speculations in their minds, feeling that this small store that has been losing money since its opening finally cannot hold on and closes down.

Not to mention, Evanson's store really gave people a feeling of depression once it closed. Now it seems like there is just a transfer advertisement posted outside the door.At this time, Melinda came to the door of this little shop that was almost unattended.

Melinda looked at the rolling shutter door full of vicissitudes of life and felt a sense of poverty rushing towards her face. While silently thinking about the retreat of the god of poverty in her heart, she also thought that she knew this guy was poor before, but she didn't expect that he would become poor. I always feel that he alone can bring down the economic development of the entire street.

Melinda exhaled softly and went over to slam the rolling shutter door. She came here with a mission.

"I bet he didn't die unexpectedly while doing magic experiments at home." Melinda cursed when no one opened the door after 10 minutes of filming.

And just when Melinda couldn't help it anymore and wanted to find a cutting saw to cut the door open, the rolling shutter door opened with a crash.Evanson held the glass door inside and said sleepily, "Which one? Gandan? Oh, it's Melinda, yawn, come in."

Evenson scratched his head, turned around and walked in, shouting, "You lazy fellows, if you don't get up, I'll play the bombing to death in a loop to let you know what it means to have the magic sound filling your ears." Damn it, I can't afford you. Get up, you didn't get up to work in the middle of the night.

Then there was a burst of chirping sounds, accompanied by a few dog barks. It seemed that Evanson's voice woke them all up.

"Sit down wherever you want, I'm going to take a shower first," Evanson said to the gloomy Melinda.

Evanson's current image is not very good. Not to mention the tired look on his face, his hair is still in strands, and his clothes are wrinkled. He is really slovenly.

After a while, Evanson walked out of the back room again. Although he had not changed his clothes, he looked much more energetic than before.

He went to the seat opposite Melinda. Sarah, who had already gotten up, made a cup of coffee for them. Evanson picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.

Melinda looked at the almost untouched products on the shelves around her, then picked up the cup and took a sip of cheap coffee and said, "You are so poor that you didn't even go out to rob homes. It's really hard for you."

"Tch," Evanson put down the cup and said, "You're not specifically here to ridicule me this time, right? Tell me, what's the matter?"

It was a rare opportunity for Evanson to get some free words, and Melinda felt proud. "Director Fury asked me to express my gratitude for what happened last night, and asked me to deliver the car to you."

Upon hearing this, Evanson suddenly became energetic and stretched his head to look outside, but he found that apart from pedestrians, the only one outside was Habs who was pouring water on the fire hydrant.

Evanson looked at Melinda in confusion, "You mean the car?"Don't tell me that SHIELD has installed a cloaking device on it.

Melinda said, "It's Sunday and the car is stuck in traffic."

Evenson "..."

"Then you came to me first, didn't you just tell me there was a traffic jam?" Evanson felt that Melinda must have something to do when she came here in advance.

"This one." Melinda held out the one.The hand with the contract mark "Can it be canceled?"

Evanson raised his eyebrows, "What? You don't want power anymore?"

"No, it's just..." Melinda said, "I will take the initiative to abide by the agreement, and I will be forced to do so."

Actively comply?Believe it or not, you are a ghost.

"Really?" Evanson showed the mark on his hand. "Your mark has been activated once. Do you think I don't know about it?"

Melinda had no intention of getting by with such a low-level theory, but she would always feel uncomfortable if she didn't try it once.

"Once the contract is made, no one can go back on it. If I promise to give you power, I will definitely do it. And you..." Evanson said, "Promise to keep it secret for me, and you must do it, not to mention I won't let you leak it. , but also for the good of others, not everyone can bear the danger of a warlock’s power.”

"I know," Melinda said with a straight face, "I will keep my promise."

Since nothing could be done, Melinda had no choice but to agree to minimize the loss.

Since the conversation between the two people was not pleasant, they both became silent for the rest of the day until a truck pulling a container stopped in front of the door.

"Your car is here," Melinda said. <b

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"Put it inside?" Evanson asked. "Why don't you just drive it over?"

"Huh," Melinda rolled her eyes and said, "I don't want to be stuck on the road and watch and take pictures."

Evenson thought about it for a moment, and with that car's eye-catching appearance, it was indeed very likely that it would be watched by people. Thinking of this, Evanson suddenly had an idea, and seemed to have thought of something.

"Let's go take a look at my car." Evanson felt very happy. From today on, we can be regarded as car owners.

Walking into the container of the truck, Evanson stroked the body of the truck. It was really different up close. It was more attractive than in the movie.

"Feeling good?" Melinda also followed, but although she was talking to Evanson, his eyes were vaguely glancing at Evanson's hands moving in the car.

"It's not bad." Evanson, who was just admiring the car, didn't notice Melinda's eyes at all. "But to be honest, although I didn't think you would default on your debt, I didn't expect you to be so active in fulfilling your agreement. SHIELD's efficiency is quite high."

Melinda continued to pay attention to Evanson's movements, "SHIELD has always been very efficient."

Can it be lower?Last night, as soon as Nick Fury hung up Coulson's communication, he called the collection room and asked them to find the car.

This is not because he is actively fulfilling the agreement. Evanson is not worthy of his nervousness now.But because with his agent's thinking, he always felt that the car that Evanson asked for by name would contain some undiscovered secrets.

So he immediately conducted various inspections on the car, taking X-rays three times, and using various developing solutions to wipe the car inside and out, for fear of writing any cipher text somewhere.But in the end, haha, not even a hair was found.

Nick Fury, who still refused to give up, thought that maybe only Evanson knew the secret of this car, so he gave Melinda a special task to pay close attention to Evanson's contact with the car. As soon as he moves, if you find anything particularly interesting to him, report it immediately.

Evanson slowly walked to the front of the car and found a Hydra logo erected on it.

He put it down and said with disdain, "Hmph, Hydra."

He reached out and was about to throw the sign out, but at the moment he was about to throw it out, he was caught again.

Seeing this scene, Melinda's eyes immediately widened a bit, but what she didn't expect was...

"This thing is made of sterling silver." Evanson weighed the logo, and then when he held it, it turned into a silver pimple. "Well, it can be sold for a good price."

"Grandson Qian." Melinda muttered softly, disappointed.

"What?" Evanson asked, already in the driver's seat.

"Nothing." Melinda said perfunctorily.

Evenson curled his lips, started the car and drove off.As soon as the car stabilized, Evanson shouted into the store, "Sarah, Dumen, come out and grab a sign and a pen."

After Melinda got out of the car, she saw what Evanson wrote on a sign, then she pushed it into Dumen's hand, said, "You two keep an eye on it." and entered the house.

After Melinda saw clearly what was written on the sign, she twitched her lips and hurriedly walked into the store. She felt that she really couldn't afford to embarrass this person.

Sarah looked reluctant and said to Dumen who was holding the sign, "If he wasn't my master, I would have beaten him to death."

The sign read: [-] yuan for taking photos, [-] yuan for getting in the car.

"I really don't understand what you want this car for," Melinda said, almost rushing into the house.

"What's wrong with a car?" Evanson said, "Do you still want me to ride a bicycle when you ask me for help next time?"

"That makes sense." Melinda agreed with Evanson's reason, but she changed the subject and said, "But can you afford it? This car is a gas-fueled car."

Can you afford it?This sentence was like a sharp sword piercing Evanson's chest. He said stiffly, "Come and see the guest off!"

"Haha" Melinda laughed and turned around and left. This was the happiest time she had ever been here.

One morning later, Nick Fury watched the video Coulson brought three times in his office and found that he couldn't understand Evanson's weird ability at all. "It looks like it's time to meet him in person." Now, go and bring him, Coulson."

"Okay, sir." Then Coulson picked up his cell phone and dialed Evanson's number to let him know that our boss wants to see you, so be prepared quickly and don't make any mistakes.

"Hey, I'm Colson. I'm looking for Evanson Richter. Why are you, Habs?" Colson thought to himself. A dog came to answer the phone. What's going on? "I'm looking for...oh ...Huh!? Oh, okay, I get it."

Coulson hung up the phone, smiled bitterly at Nick Fury and said, "Sir, there may be a little trouble."