Djinn starting from Marvel

A few days later, Frank finally completed all the preliminary preparations. He originally wanted to get a team from Nick Fury. At worst, he could just wait until he changed his job and go on missions to repay the favor, but Nick Fury didn't know recently. What are you busy with and you don't have time to care about him at all.

However, after repeated communication, Frank still came to help.

Nick Fury helped put pressure on Kingpin and his Big Gold Tooth Company through various channels, forcing them to evacuate most of the thugs from Hell's Kitchen. In addition, he also disgustedly contacted some animal protection organizations and environmental protection organizations. People go to provoke Kingpin, and openly involve Kingpin's manpower, reducing the pressure that Frank may encounter during the general attack.

In addition, Nick Fury also sent one of his very important agents, Hawkeye Clinton Bart, to help Frank. In addition to adding manpower to the team, Bart's arrival also brought a large amount of equipment, which was enough for Frank. Start a small war.

"This friend of yours is really good and very loyal." Johnson squatted in front of various equipment, his eyes shining.

As an archaeologist who mainly works as a civilian in society, Johnson saw these things for the first time, and then they instantly activated his interest as a man, and the violent factor in his heart was ready to move.

If he hadn't known that he had entered a modern frontal battlefield and would only cause trouble, Johnson would have wanted to apply to join the assault team.

"Are you kidding me?" Frank's lips twitched as he listened to Johnson's praise of Nick Fury, feeling a bit dumbfounded. How could anyone think that Nick Fury, the secret service chief, was loyal and brotherly?

"Isn't it?" Johnson was a little surprised and looked down at these weapons. These weapons together are worth at least tens of millions of dollars, and the gun oil has not even dried. It looks like brand new goods. "Then these things, he Give it to you for free?”

"Free things are the most expensive." Frank leaned back on his chair and sighed, "I just can't figure this out. What is he after?"

"Don't think so much." Johnson patted Frank on the shoulder. The pressure in this man's heart was unimaginable to outsiders, "Even if he hit a sugar-coated cannonball, just return the cannonball later. .”

"You're right. Okay, I'm getting ready to leave. You should change places quickly. Be careful of Nick Fury's soldiers. Don't trust them easily. You can easily be tricked to death." Frank stood up and tidied up. He checked his equipment and said to Johnson.

When Frank put his hand on the doorknob, Johnson, who had been staring at him, said, "Are you really not thinking about it anymore? Divination..."

"You don't need to tell me the answer. You are a fortune teller, I am not. Besides, someone gave me a hope of realizing my wish. No matter how many difficulties there are on this road, I can only face it." Frank opened the door and walked out. , leaving only Johnson’s back.

After Frank walked away, Johnson smiled bitterly, stood up, and said to himself, "I still have to rely on you for the subsequent potion materials. You can't die."

Having said that, Johnson still took out his pocket watch and prepared to divine whether he should do his best to help Frank.

But just when he was about to mobilize his spirituality, Johnson suddenly remembered what Frank had said to him. He stared at the pocket watch hanging in the air for a long time, and then put it away.

“I don’t want to be a person who doesn’t know which leg to use when going out without divination!”

A diviner is an expert in conducting and controlling divination, rather than a person controlled by divination. Since it has been determined to do it, there is no need to perform divination in a meaningless manner. It is a denial of oneself. Moreover, Johnson He also needs to retain more spirituality to try to help Frank complete a comeback against the wind.

Pushing open the door, all the agents outside the door were already on their way to Hell's Kitchen under the leadership of Frank, and now Johnson was the only one here.

Facing the sun, Johnson opened his hands. The fortune teller's potion was digested, and his condition had never been so good.

"Tell me where I can find someone willing and able to help Frank!"

For the first time, Johnson changed his divination method of asking only whether or not. The spirituality in his body rolled like the sea under the strong wind, and poured into his pocket watch.

Activated by a lot of spirituality, the cover of the pocket watch was slightly raised for the first time. The entire topography of New York City flipped through Johnson's brain like a movie, and pictures flashed before Johnson's eyes like a revolving lantern.

The birthplace of Iron Man - Stark Group Building, S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters - Three Wings Building, Mage's Priory - New York Magic Temple...

Some of these pictures are complete and clear like photos, and some are incomplete and blurry like mosaics, but there is no doubt that they all have the power to reverse Frank's battle situation. However, what Johnson wants is not only ability, but more importantly, willingness.

Ever since, the revolving lantern finally stopped at a very ordinary two-story building. It was an ordinary building in Forest Hills, Queens, New York, not very far from here.

Johnson memorized the address, put on a black round hat, and reached out to hail a taxi. When he got into the car, he tapped his forehead twice with his right hand and turned on his spiritual vision.

Along the way, the taxi driver tried to talk to him many times, but Johnson kept his eyes closed and did not reply until he reached his destination.

The spiritual vision that was turned on in advance has passed the slightly blurry time when it was first turned on. Now Johnson can see everyone with incomparable clarity. However, the price of this is a large amount of spiritual consumption, and Johnson has begun to feel that his brain is getting tired.

where? where?

Johnson walked quickly on the street a little anxiously. With that scene in mind, he quickly found the two-story building.

However, through spiritual vision, Johnson found that there was only one pale white figure in the house. He confirmed through the window that it was just an older woman and should not be the person who could save Frank.

Just when Johnson was confused, he suddenly noticed an ordinary-looking high school student walking on the side of the road.

In the spiritual vision, this young man's whole body is glowing with a strong red light, which is a manifestation of his extremely strong athletic ability. At this point, Frank cannot compare with this young man. Moreover, his brain is inferior to wisdom and thinking. The purple color of the hook is also very strong, and the other orange and yellow colors that represent good health are also very eye-catching.

It can be said that this person has far surpassed ordinary people in all aspects.

It should be him. Johnson straightened his clothes and walked over.