Meiman: Get a Ghost Rider at the beginning

"Come back, you scum, bastard, scum-"

There were constant insults coming from the pit, but Heitan Tou turned a blind eye.

He dug directly on the camouflage uniform and took out a car key. It was true that he wanted the car key. Looking at Naoko was not the purpose. It was just that the elf girl suspected the other party's gender and wanted to confirm it.

Well, although the white-flowered Noko is indeed attractive——

But that woman was so violent that if she had been a man, she would have been sent to see God with a single shot. After all, he could not do anything to the beautiful woman and handed her over to God for execution.

This damn place is in the wilderness. Without water, I might die of thirst in two days.

As for the group of people who came to work, he saved their lives because of this. Without him, they were destined to die here.

So Roger didn't feel guilty about imposing the death penalty on this beautiful female villain.

"Humph~Music." Roger got on the other party's SUV, took out a stereo from the storage space, and played a piece of music, Hotel California.

[Driving on a dark desert road]

[The cool breeze blows through my hair]

[The aroma of tobacco]

【Diffuse in the air】

[Look up and look into the distance]

【butyoucanneverleave】

【Producer:BillSzymczyk】.......

Driving the car, I felt extremely comfortable on the deserted road, listening to music, and taking out a bottle of wine from the storage space to drink it, so comfortable ~

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After driving for several hours, when we were about to arrive in New York, we found a police officer checking for drunk driving in front of us——

It's too late...

what to do?Roger rolled his eyes and found a way——

A policeman with a big beard and a big belly saw Roger's car and stopped before they approached. He signaled to his companions and then walked over with his gun in his hand.

Dong Dong, the pot-bellied policeman, knocked on the car window with his hand, indicating to Roger to roll down the window.

"Hello officer, what's the matter?" After rolling down the window, he saw a man and a woman. The police immediately lowered their vigilance by half.

It is not true that women commit crimes, but they are very rare. Most shootings happen to men.

"Hello, madam, please get out of the car and cooperate with the inspection."

After the two people got out of the car and tested their alcohol as required, the police asked the female driver to show her driver's license.

Roger blinked, thought to himself, then feinted and took out a driver's license temporarily conjured using advanced projection magic from his pocket.

The female driver on the side was of course a temporary projection spell he had conjured up. He was becoming more and more fond of this skill now.

The driver's license has also been changed, and it is exactly the same as the real one. Of course, there is no way to help with the information above, because it is not clear. If the police call the main station to ask, they will definitely find that it is fake.

But obviously the other party didn't bother to ask. White people and Asians don't have that much crime rate. They just checked to see if there was any hemp in the car and then let him go.

"Oh, from now on we will have a nanny when we go out~"

Roger said with emotion that from now on when he goes to a bar to drink, he no longer has to see the police taking detours at night, and he transforms into a projected clone every minute and acts as the driver.

I wonder if Old Loki would regret his original decision if he knew that his special skills were used by Roger in this way.

However, spells are not that easy to learn. Even if he gives them to Thor, Thor may not necessarily learn them. The more advanced the spell, the higher the talent required.

Roger has been learning it for so long, but it is still just a basic level, like an advanced version, which can directly deceive Thanos' physical projection clone. He is still confused now.

Not only do the hair, blood, and bones have to be copied the same, but even some trace elements, such as breath, taste, and heartbeat, must be copied to be the same as a real person. This is difficult.

Also, the physical clone of old Loki can attack, which means that it has some of the strength of the original body, and can be seen as a real person, and there will be a corpse after death.

As always, after returning to his hometown, he immediately went to a familiar restaurant to have a feast. You must know that from the time he got in the car to now, Roger had eaten nothing for nearly a day and a night.

I just drank a bottle of water and decided to eat something good, preferably the food in Chinatown.

"Old Wang, I'm here, give me the things -"

The chubby Wuxin monk, Lao Wang, walked out of his incense and candle shop and showed a strange expression when he saw Roger.

"Hey, you are still alive?"

"What's your expression? You wish I was dead so you could swallow my food? Stop talking nonsense and hand over your food quickly. I'm in a hurry to eat."

"Oh, that's right. You have so many tricks up your sleeve, how can you die so easily?"

Wuxin monk Lao Wang leisurely took out a folder, which was part of the runes of Kama Taj that Roger had asked him to identify before.

Roger went out resolutely after taking it. He hurried to eat and didn't notice the strange look in Monk Wuxin's eyes.

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In Chinatown, where people come and go, not only foreigners come here to try the novel Han cuisine, but also some tourists who come here out of curiosity to taste it.

But they are destined to be disappointed, because the food here has been modified, and most of it has become a bit sour and sweet to cater to American tastes.

But after living for a long time, of course there are channels that you are familiar with. The restaurant Roger went to is an old acquaintance, and you can ask the boss to restore the original flavor of the flower-growing delicacies.

As for the reason, of course it’s because of the extra money for lay people. With extra money, it’s easier to talk about anything.

I entered a medium-sized Chinese restaurant. The owner got his green card a few years ago. At first, he was making authentic flower-flavored dishes, but he couldn't find a market here.

By chance, Roger came here for a meal. When he saw the boss looking sad, he told him the reason. Later, the boss changed the dishes to sweet and sour flavors to cater to Americans, and business slowly improved.

"Boss, as usual, bring me a table of food, not sour or sweet."

"Okay, please wait a moment -"

After a while, a table full of authentic flower-flavored dishes was served. Smelling the familiar smell, Roger opened his appetite to eat.

If you usually eat too much, you will easily develop anorexia towards unpalatable food, unless you are extremely hungry.

After staying in Yuriko for a few days, eating and drinking well, I asked Roger to eat black bread, hamburgers and the like, but he really couldn't eat it.

"Luo, I haven't seen you for a long time. Where have you made a fortune lately?" The boss was a fat man, already bald, and he handed over a cigarette with a smile.

"Hey, bad luck. I was caught by a group of nosy people. I was delayed for many days and lost all my hard-earned money. Uh, by the way, I don't have any money now. Let's keep it in the account and I'll give it to you next time. .”

The fat boss waved his hand, "It's okay, I'm here to treat you. No matter what the problem, it's all my fellow countrymen."

"If that doesn't work, just keep the account. I'll come over next time and give it together."

After chatting with the boss for a few words, Roger walked out of the restaurant.

whoosh-

Several bullets flew over quickly, aiming directly at Roger's head. Roger's sixth sense gave him a crazy warning, and he dodged the bullets in a thousandth of a second, and then the next moment.

puff!

There was an explosion sound, and Roger's head was exploded like a watermelon.

It turns out that the bullet actually turned a corner——