Meiman: Get a Ghost Rider at the beginning

The poor vampire was beaten with bruises and bruises by a bunch of FBI. If he knew that Roger had tricked him, he would probably run as far away from him as soon as he came out.

Roger was drawing a magic circle to trap the vending machine tightly, fearing that it would escape.

Then I got a bunch of tools for dismantling the machine, from screwdrivers to wrenches and chainsaws.

"Let me be lenient if you confess. I know you have a problem. If you don't come out, I will saw you~"

Roger smiled ferociously, "Still not coming out yet? It seems you are not afraid of death anymore. You have the guts."

I pulled the electric saw and was about to cut it down when the vending machine spat out a can of drink.

"Huh? Are you begging for mercy?"

Still unmoved, he pulled the chainsaw louder and stepped forward with a grin, planning to cut it down.

beep-

The vending machine once again spit out a large amount of banknotes, the ones with the largest denominations. He probably knew that he couldn't escape, so he began to beg for his life.

fear death?This was easy to handle, and Roger was happy. What he was most afraid of were the weird stories and supernatural gadgets that were not afraid of death, just like the puppet man who had been played by his cock many times and still wanted to kill him without getting tired of it.

No, here we go again.

A black shadow fell from the sky holding a dagger, aiming directly at Roger's neck. It was still a puppet.

Roger grabbed the puppet with one hand and glared: "Pinocchio, how many times have I told you, I am your boss, not your enemy, you blind face."

Old track, flick the dick twenty times, then throw it back into the cabinet and lock it. I really don’t know why this thing is so forgetful of beatings, but it seems that its strength increases after killing people?

Poor Pinocchio, who was originally weak and could only pick up a fruit knife, can now pick up a dagger.

Roger really can't do anything about these ghostly things that are not afraid of death. Humans don't know how to think. They don't have fear or wisdom. No matter how they scare them, it's useless.

The Angie Bell doll is better, as long as it feels the breath of Ghost Rider, the opponent will shrink back. There is no fear of death, but it has instinct, just like the instinct of a rabbit meeting a tiger.

After the vending machine finished spitting out the money, it started spitting out drinks. Finally, it spit out all the drinks, indicating that there was not a drop left. You can drop whatever you like. You are just an ordinary vending machine.

"Haha, you still installed it for me. I didn't even power it up for you. You can still run it automatically and you still want to deceive me, huh?"

I cut off the chainsaw hard and cut off a corner of the vending machine. The drink vending machine seemed to be in great pain, and the light on it kept flickering.

When Roger sawed again, the drink vending machine stopped moving. Just when Roger was confused, his chainsaw suddenly started to move. The saw blade rotated crazily, and then slashed towards Roger's head.

"Wo Zhuo, what's going on?" Roger lowered his head, dodged the chainsaw, and rolled a little further away.

When he looked at the beverage vending machine, he saw that the vending machine had turned off. Roger understood that the thing on the beverage vending machine had possessed the chainsaw.

As if to avenge the previous incident, the chainsaw buzzed crazily and then flew towards Roger.

Flashing left, flashing right, the last one lowered his head to dodge, grabbed the handle of the chainsaw with both hands, and held it firmly.

"Young man, you're still stubborn with me." The arm transformed, and the Ghost Rider's flames began to burn the chainsaw.

The chainsaw began to emit bursts of black mist and thick smoke. Roger opened his eyes of judgment and watched. The black mist then lingered in the air for a while. It seemed that he could not find the attached electrical appliance and directly possessed the beverage vending machine.

And conveyed to Roger a wave of spirit begging for mercy.

"Well, you know how to beg for mercy?" Roger was overjoyed. It's okay to be afraid of death, just be afraid of those who are not afraid of death.

Then, I started to communicate with this thing that can possess the machine, and the other party said that I need to pay more~

Because I don’t know why, the source of power of the other party and those devils are actually different. Those devils who exist in the world make a living by absorbing human souls.

And it turned out to be money......

The other party doesn't know how it was born. Anyway, it possessed the drink vending machine as soon as it was born, because other machines can't get money.

Later, it discovered that swallowing without spitting would easily lead to trouble, so it learned to fish, spit out small-denomination banknotes, and lure others to stuff large-denomination banknotes.

Roger curiously asked, "Can you possess any machine? Can the Internet possess you?"

If so?Isn't that the devil's version of computer butler Jarvis?

However, the next second, a mental wave came from the vending machine. The other party understood what Roger meant, but he couldn't.

Because it can only control machines and cannot be remotely cracked and monitored through the network, it is born out of strange stories and some unknown factors.

"It doesn't matter, you can learn slowly, but from today on, you will be my butler, do you hear me?" Roger said excitedly.

"I am your boss. From now on, you can do whatever I say. If I tell you to go east, don't go west."

However, the next second, there was another wave of fluctuations from the other party, asking how much the salary was...

And Nuonuo said that the source of his strength for eating every day is money, and he cannot survive without money.

"This is easy to handle. Just wait. I'll get a bunch of Vietnamese dong, Japanese currency, or Zimbabwean currency for you tomorrow. There will be a lot of them every month. You can have as much as you want. You don't have to be hungry like before. ”

A wave of joy immediately came from the vending machine, indicating that the boss had recognized it, and would follow Roger up the mountain of knives and into the sea of ​​fire.

Roger nodded with satisfaction, suddenly thought of something, and asked him if he could eat gold, silver, jewelry, etc.

The other party said he didn't want to eat it, so he didn't want that thing.

Roger touched his chin, thoughtfully. The reason why he accepted this employee was mainly because of his ability to operate the machine, which was tailor-made for him. This time he went to mine vibranium, and it was inevitable that he would need to refine the ore himself. Can't operate the machine.

With such a little brother, everything comes naturally and everything is solved.

Make a phone call and book a ticket to Africa. Without further ado, go to Africa as soon as possible and get it done as soon as possible. But before that, you need to go to the New York Temple and visit their library.

Roger took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Hey, boss, get me a high-definition pinhole camera. Yes, it should have a large capacity. It's best to be able to take pictures for a day and a night. Money is not an issue. I need it today."

That's right, he plans to take pictures of the entire library of the New York Temple and pack them back to study slowly...

Not long after, Roger drove his car and arrived at the New York Temple. People were coming and going on the street, but they all walked straight past as if they couldn't see the existence of the temple.

This is probably the reason why many people can't find the New York Temple. They are equipped with enchantment magic, and it is not just ordinary magic, it contains time and space magic.

In other words, this temple seems to be on the street, but it is actually in another dimension. Let alone seeing it, even if it is blown up with a missile, it may not be possible to hit the New York Temple.

If New York is planted with mushrooms, the safest place is probably the New York Temple. It exists in this world, but in a different dimension.

The ring on his hand seemed to be a medium, allowing Roger to ignore the magic of the temple and walk in directly.

"Mr. Luo? Mage King, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me~"

"It's work."

As soon as I walked in, I saw a tall white young man, wearing a fashionable T-shirt, like a college student.

"Well, are you a college student?"

The white young man smiled and nodded, "Yes, my family is still in New York."

Roger asked curiously how he came here, knowing that the New York Temple could not be seen.

The white young man replied that it turned out that he had injured his lumbar spine in an accident and his lower body was paralyzed. After that, he went to all the surgeons, but they all said they could do nothing for him.

Just when he was desperate, he arrived in Nepal, and then entered Karma Taj to practice. When he was finally able to walk, he asked to practice in the New York Temple because it was closer to home.

Um?This scene is a bit familiar.

Roger asked curiously, "Young man, have you ever found a surgeon named Stephen Strange?"

The white young man nodded in surprise, "You know him too? That guy is the most famous surgeon. He is very arrogant. He refused without even meeting me. He also said that my situation will never get better and I am destined to sit in bed for the rest of my life." It’s a wheelchair.”

The young man couldn't help but feel aggrieved when he thought that the other party didn't even see him when he begged him so hard.

Roger patted the other party's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, he will beg you for help in the future. Remember to give me a call then."

After speaking, Roger gave him his business card and told him to remember to call Stephen Strange if he encounters his paralyzed hands.

Although the white guy looked confused, he still agreed and told Roger that if Stephen Strange really begged him in the future, he would call Roger immediately.

Roger patted the young man on the shoulder with satisfaction and told him that he had a bright future.

With the hands of a surgeon, he has cured it, and no one can stop him. He wants to be the Supreme Master in his next life.

There is another competitor, Tony, and we have to find a way to turn him back and let him engage in technology. Kama Taj is mine.

Roger laughed wildly at the sky, "Hahahaha~"

Lao Wang, who had just walked out, looked confused, "Why are you so happy?!"

Roger waved his hand quickly, "No, no, I am very happy when I think of being able to study here and learn spells."

"Oh..."

Lao Wang took Roger and walked in the temple of New York. In New York, where every inch of land is precious, a land like a super estate appeared here, and no taxes were paid.

You can't tell how big the area is from the outside. It's all done by time and space magic. In addition to buildings that can accommodate thousands of people, there are also various large training grounds.

There are botanical gardens that grow all kinds of strange magical plants, and gardens that breed some strange animals.

The rest are some alchemy rooms and a library. The library is divided into three floors and contains some spells used by mages that have no side effects.

The first floor is for apprentices, the second floor is for formal mages, and the third floor is for

As for banned books and black magic, Lao Wang introduced that they are all in the main hall in Nepal.

"This is it, take your time, you have 24 hours." After Lao Wang took Roger to the library, he planned to leave.

Roger nodded, and after Lao Wang walked out, he quickly went over and closed the door.

"Haha, I'm here~"

Projection spells, multiple clones, Roger created hundreds of clones at once.

"Come on, come on, remember to take a clear picture of each one of them, don't miss a word~" Roger took out a lot of cameras, DV machines, and pinhole cameras that he had just bought from the supermarket and the black market. Category.

Even if I beat him to death, he wouldn't be able to memorize the content of so many books in one day, but now that technology is advanced, this problem can be completely solved. It would be great if he could take pictures.

"Come on, brothers, clear the New York Temple of books."

"Full of energy, everyone should act quickly, hahahaha."

"Thirty people are on the first floor, thirty are on the second floor, thirty are on the third floor, and the remaining ten are looking for some special magic books with the main body."

Suddenly, the entire library was filled with lively crowds, and at a glance, they were all Roger.

In order to worry about running out of memory, Roger went to the mall and bought some more large memory cards.

Suddenly, a projection clone on the third floor shouted, "Hey, body, come here quickly, there is something special here."

Roger looked up and asked curiously: "How special is it?"

"The book of the dark dimension is special enough—"

"......!?"

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After Roger left, a group of people from various forces raided his factory.

There is no airtight wall in the world, especially the New York Police Department, which has long been monitored by those with extraordinary power and has become a leaky house.

George captured the vampire and handed it over to the FBI, and then all the forces knew it was a notebook.

And the person who got it was named Roger, the walking $[-] million man known as the most valuable human head.

But the opponent is not easy to mess with either. They joined hands in the New York battle and demolished the Continental Hotel. Their most recent result was the Cairo battle.

In full public view, directly killing an Egyptian-level god, even if the opponent did not appear in full form, is still a big deal.

According to rumors, the other party also ate the god, but some people said that it was the great magician Akang who helped send Amit to hell instead of being eaten.

But just based on the experience of this battle between gods, no one dared to mess with him.

Roger didn't know it yet, but his battle in Cairo had already made him famous all over the world, and he was known as one of the most exorcists not to be messed with.

"The other party doesn't seem to be inside. I didn't see any thermal imaging." A werewolf was looking at Roger's lair with thermal imaging.

"Let's go in and look for him. I don't believe he has everything with him." The person who spoke was a dark wizard.

When the two parties were looking for Roger together, they happened to meet each other, and they hit it off and snatched the notebook together.

But I was worried that I wouldn't be able to defeat him, so I tried to steal it instead. Because I was afraid of being discovered by the opponent using magic, I used technology instead.

The werewolf used his nose to smell the smell, and the dark wizard held a thermal imaging camera to observe. Because Roger was a human, thermal imaging remote observation was the safest.

"Go, go in, find and evacuate quickly~"

A few sneaky people quietly walked into the warehouse.

In the cabinet in the warehouse, the puppet suddenly opened its eyes and looked in the direction of several people, while the Angel Bell doll beside it also opened its dark eyes.

The beverage vending machine flashed its light and spit out a few cans of beer~

[Cervical spondylosis plus frozen shoulder, really fatal]