Marvel's Strange Magician

"Arms smuggling, human trafficking, child rape..."

Watson's face was gradually covered with frost as he recited the charges displayed on his mobile phone.

"Look, these are those people who call themselves good people and just people. They commit crimes that are more disgusting than any criminals, but they still have the power to take away our life and death."

Bauer said something sadly, then walked to the bed in despair and threw himself on the soft quilt.

It was as if this warm package could bring him back into a warm embrace, so that he no longer had to be afraid or face the malice and danger outside.

Watson looked at the convincing evidence sent by An Feng, and he couldn't help but feel extremely angry towards the secretary-general whom he had never met.

The secretary-general has been doing the above-mentioned crimes for five years, but the most frequent and heinous evil he has done is another thing.

This secretary-general has been sparing no effort to secretly arrest people with no information records, such as wanted hackers or homeless people in the slums.

On the surface, he is doing things for the country, but in fact, he is just using this power to vent his own selfish desires.

Among those "blacks" without identity, once a handsome man or a good-looking woman falls into his hands, they will be greeted by despair and pain from their souls...

This secretary-general who bases his crazy passion on trampling the dignity and pain of others will not even let go of even a somewhat pretty child!

The furious Watson failed to control the strength of his hands and directly crushed the phone into a ball of waste.

"Reply to Anfeng and I will agree to his deal.

Now, he can be asked to send the photo of the person he wants to save. "

Watson's cold tone made Bauer couldn't help but shudder. After looking at the "ball-shaped mobile phone" thrown aside by Watson, he couldn't help swallowing and walked to the computer with a resigned look on his face. I started typing on the keyboard.

Soon, Ball handed his mobile phone to Watson. Although there was still obvious anxiety on his face, he couldn't help but said:

"Stop trying so hard. I don't invade other people's systems to earn hush money. I just do some software programming. I'm very poor..."

Watson couldn't help but glare at Bauer. Bauer immediately released his hand holding the phone and said with a forced smile:

"Use it however you want, use it however you want."

Watson ignored Bauer and took his cell phone to read it.

“His title is ‘Black Claw’.

If when you see him, he... he doesn't want to go with you, please tell him that if he doesn't come out, I will go and save him myself.

Please ensure that saving people is your first priority.

If you succeed, I will take the initiative to find you. Don't worry, I can't beat the full search of Tony Stark's artificial intelligence.

The 'Bamboo Rat' has never done anything bad. The deal between us has nothing to do with him. Please be kind and let him go. "

Below this passage is a photo of a handsome young man with short black hair and a cheerful smile.

Thinking about the previous introduction about the evil deeds of the secretary-general and the time when this handsome young man was caught, Watson couldn't help but sigh in his heart and felt the urgency of the situation.

Even if it was just out of empathy, Watson wanted to rescue this good young man who fell into the clutches of the Secretary-General as soon as possible.

He returned the phone to Bauer. Seeing that Bauer breathed a sigh of relief, he shook his head slightly, and then asked Bauer:

"Are you going to join my team with Dark Wind?"

Bauer has a pure heart and a very good skill. If he is allowed to wander outside, Watson always feels that he will be led astray by some bad guy and then embark on a path of no return...

Bauer looked at the message on his phone hesitantly, then recalled Watson's magical ability to change body shapes before, and then gritted his teeth and responded:

"If you can let me transform like that, I will join your team!"

Watson chuckled immediately, took out a camouflage skin from the system, and photographed it on Bauer's body.

"Concentrate on imagining a person you have met."

Bauer looked at Watson with a blank expression. After understanding what Watson meant, he immediately tried with excitement. He failed nine times in a row. After regaining his composure, he finally succeeded in becoming Watson. appearance.

"Awesome! I can finally go to the supermarket and shop openly! Hahaha!"

Looking at Bauer who was once again excited, Watson shook his head and began to add to him the precautions for using camouflage skin.

At this moment, Watson suddenly sensed a matchbox belonging to Brooke shaking the figure "8".

"If you want to be able to live a normal life anytime in the future, just stay here and don't move."

Watson's expression changed slightly, and after giving a warning to Bauer, he instantly transformed into the image of Auston, then opened the portal and stepped in.

……

Queens, in a private room of a luxury restaurant.

James Wesley, who had appeared at the Veles Car Rental Company before, was sitting at the end of the dining table. Except for two silent bodyguards standing at the door, the only people sitting in the room were Brooke on the side of the dining table.

Everyone in the room was silent, as if they were waiting for someone to arrive.

Not long after, a gap suddenly opened in the room, and then it expanded into a portal as high as one person, and Auston's slightly staggering figure stepped out of it.

After glancing at Brooke who was intact, Watson turned his attention to Wesley who suddenly stood up.

"Hello, Mr. Alston."

Wesley bowed slightly respectfully to Watson, his gestures and etiquette were impeccable.

"Did I give the Russian Mafia people too little punishment, or did the news spread too slowly? Now, does anyone still dare to threaten my men?!"

Watson sat on the main seat and snorted with a condensed expression.

"I deeply apologize for the disrespectful way I invited Mr. Evans. Please understand the reckless behavior of a junior who wants to see you too much."

Wesley continued to speak decent language and spoke respectfully to Watson.

"Oh, stop talking nonsense. For the sake of your kid knowing what not to do, I will spare your lives this time. If anything happens, please tell me."

Wesley rolled his lowered eyes, then sat back in his seat and waved to a man in black to bring over a box.

"This is one million US dollars. My employer hopes to establish a friendly relationship with you, Mr. Alston. This is our sincerity."

Looking at the box being pushed over, Watson had no intention of opening it for inspection. He paused the crutch in his hand and said in a playful tone:

"If I stop selling magical potions in the future, do you still want to establish a friendly relationship with me?"

Wesley's smiling face suddenly froze for a moment. He coughed lightly and regained his composure and said:

"Of course it will. My employer has always admired and respected you, Mr. Auston, but Mr. Auston, why don't you want to sell this potion anymore?

I guarantee that my employer will buy the medicine you sell at the highest price and will not use it for research, resale or other purposes. "

There was a sarcastic smile on Watson's lips. He was respectful to this underworld figure, but he was probably thinking about how to devour him. He had lost his patience.

"I will no longer sell potions, so there is no need for us to establish a relationship. If I find you threatening my men in the future, I will send you and your employer to sleep underground!"

Watson knocked on the floor fiercely, and then led Brooke into the portal behind him.