094.Festivals (1)

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"Hello sir, what do you need help with? ”

"JARVIS, NOTIFY THE COMPANY'S LEGAL DEPARTMENT, BRING A FEW SECURITY GUARDS FROM THE SECURITY DEPARTMENT, FIND A MAN NAMED JACK DANVERS, ASK HIM TO PAY MORE MONEY, AND BY THE WAY, MAKE HIM WILLING TO HAND OVER THE CUSTODY TO ME, AND SOLVE THE MATTER OF THE CHILD WELFARE AGENCY BY THE WAY, AND LEAVE THE REST TO YOU THAT YOU DIDN'T EXPECT. ”

"Yes sir, I've collected the footage from the camera at the entrance of the Oasis factory. ”

IMPRESSED BY JARVIS'S WIT, EVAN DROVE TO STARK INDUSTRIES TO SEND JARVIS A LITTLE RED FLOWER, AND BY THE WAY, PICKED UP HIS OWN DAUGHTER WHO WAS WAITING THERE.

"Little Carol, where is your home?"

"There's a tall apartment in Brooklyn that my mom and I just moved into. "The child doesn't remember the address.

Evan glanced at the navigation, and the Flame Queen had already marked the apartment that Carol and her mother had recently moved into, and Evan realized that she was just on the way.

Anyway, you always have to go to Manhattan through the bridge in Brooklyn.

"yes, the tall, gray apartment up ahead!" Carol immediately became excited when she noticed that Evan had driven into the fairly familiar street.

"I have a big bear and a bunny at home, Sister Colleen, I have a gift for you, and ......"

The little girl remembered her mother again.

However, this cannot be avoided, and Carol still can't forget the past at this time.

Evan hopes that time will heal all the problems and pains.

Just like him and the current Jessica.

Colleen accompanied the little girl out of the car to the apartment to move her things, and Evan parked the car on the side of the road to wait.

Looking at the two people who looked like mother and daughter holding hands and talking and laughing, Evan thought that Colleen might like her new job. Before the Garden Cafe did not receive compensation from the insurance company and rebuilt.

"Evan White!" a voice filled with anger reached Evan White's ears.

"You have succeeded in arousing the wrath of the Aesir Protoss, pray, you don't have many days left to live, and when I return, I will wipe out all those who have anything to do with you!"

"And you, you will get an honor to be nailed to the World Tree forever!"

The sound comes and goes as fast as it comes, as if it doesn't exist.

Evan thought he might be hallucinating.

Take out a can of Coke from the car's own Xiaoice box, open it and calm down.

The two maidens, one older and one younger, soon came down, and it seems that Mrs. Danvers did not get much property when she divorced a certain man.

Evan suddenly knew why the other party was confident that he was going to win.

Get out of the car to help Colleen with the trunk and put everything in the trunk.

"Uncle Aven, my bed is also very cute, can you help me get it someday?"

The little girl who was a little excited about moving said timidly.

"Okay, no problem, I'll move you there!" Evan smiled and touched Carol's head.

"No! Mom said it wouldn't grow like this, and I could still grow tall!"

"Brother Ai Wen told you, you will grow taller when you touch your head!"

"Big liar! Uncle Evan is a puppy!"

At the same time, Los Angeles is 3 hours slower than New York due to the time difference.

On a deserted street, Coulson and his friends hid behind concrete pillars, disheveled and embarrassed.

"Hey, Phil, what the hell is this, there are undead haunted in broad daylight!"

"I don't know, I've already asked for support, bear with me a little longer, and pray that this guy won't come. Coulson thought it was a hell of a life, and was chased by a burning skeleton in broad daylight.

The two had been sent to Los Angeles by Fury many days ago, but today they have actually found their master.

At the moment it looks like their target is getting angry.

"Did you say who the support is! Is it possible that we should send an archbishop or something to purify this creature?"

"I don't think it's going to be of much use. Coulson took out half of the cross from his pocket, "Sterling silver, blessed in the Cathedral of Our Lady of Fiore, but it seems to have been melted by the other party. ”

"Oh, god, your vicarators are melted and you don't care!"

For there was still half of Jesus hanging on half of the cross.

The two of them hid behind the cement pillar and breathed, listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, Phil nervously took out a sci-fi weapon, intending to count down to a few seconds.

Watching Phil's gesture, the other agent nodded, pulled out a pen and held it in his hand.

Phil looked at the familiar fountain pen, his eyes widened, but this little friend didn't see this scene, he was nervous.

"Three, two, one!" The two turned and dashed out of the cement pillar, Phil aimed his weapon at the mouth of the alley, and the other agent threw out the pen.

"Huh?"

“WTF!”

The alley was empty, if the plastic bags that floated by would count.

"FXXK!

"Damn, how do you do this kind of task and bring out something so dangerous!" Coulson knew how powerful the pen was.

"Didn't you expect such an ordinary mission to encounter such a thing!" the agent guy complained unwillingly.

The two of them rushed behind another cement pillar, and less than a second later, they heard an earth-shattering "boom".

Two blocks away, on the sidewalk, several pedestrians are crossing the street together.

A man who covered his face with a hood muttered something.

"Okay, well, New York, as long as you have the medicine that can cure my brother!"

The hooded man walked around the corner, turned his phone into char and threw it into the trash, then sat in a Dodge Changer parked on the side of the street.

The motor of the muscle car roared, and it looked like the goal was leaving Los Angeles.

"Evan Evan, are you in a daze!" Elizabeth shook her little white hand in front of Aven's eyes.

"Uncle Aven, is this pretty?" Carol spun around at Aven in a cute princess-style tutu.

This is Fifth Avenue, also known as a shopping paradise.

However, Evan felt that this place was no different from hell, and he didn't see a man on the side smiling and pulling out his credit card, and he didn't know how many tears were shed in his heart.

Of course, there are also pot-bellied tycoons happily waving their credit cards and hugging a scantily clad woman who can be their granddaughter's age.

"Tsk, what a festival of capitalism!"

Turning around and praising Carol in passing, watching the little girl happily try on a dress, Evan leaned weakly on the sofa for people to rest.

Three women in one play, regardless of age.

"Aiwen, you see that my bank card hasn't been reissued yet, don't you think you should pay some wages to employees and give some Christmas gifts by the way?"

Looking at Colleen, who was flattering herself, Evan felt that he had never seen such an expression in this woman except for this day.

It seems that Colleen also had this expression when she joined the Alchemy God Cult.

Is it really all the charm of money?

"You can do whatever you like, and don't you think it's more realistic to please Elizabeth?"

Colleen suddenly remembered Elizabeth's identity as a little rich man, and had always thought of her as a little girl like Carol, forgetting that she was also the one who owned Stark Industries.

"Goodbye Aven!" The real-life Colleen didn't shake Aven directly, and turned to talk to someone's nominal daughter.

Ai Wen didn't have time to sigh, so he could only watch the three "women" attack the expensive clothes.

He was almost asleep when he saw it.

"Evan White, I've put a curse on you! All the sinful souls around you will be taken to hell by the Punishment Knight!" the voice came suddenly, startling the dozing Aven.

"What?" Evan turned his head to see that he was also a gentleman waiting for his wife to pick out clothes.

Nodding at the gentleman, Evan felt that he might have had a nervous breakdown.

"Haven't you slept well lately?

Evan decided to eat a little more turkey tonight to make up for it.

Also on this small island.

At this time, Jessica was sitting on the streets of Harlem, watching Ripley preaching not far away, and Ripley was becoming more and more comfortable in this regard.

As a chaotic area, it is naturally easy to breed evil, and of course, it is also easier to spread certain ideas and beliefs.

As long as you can perform miracles, then the number of believers will keep increasing, like this.

Sometimes the power of religion is very strong, especially religion with special powers.

Jessica sat in her chair, thinking about more planning.

"Hey, are you here to listen to the Alchemy Guild preach too?"

A bald black man sat next to Jessica, and although Jessica thought they looked similar, the guy in front of her was a big man.

"Hmm. "There is no intention of revealing herself, Jessica has learned the strength of the other party since she saw Killian's materials, that is, the best behind the scenes.

"Haha, me too, are you interested in waiting for today's "lesson" to go to the bar in the back for a drink? I've never seen a beautiful woman like you in Harlem!"

"yes, maybe you can go out and walk more, the streets of New York are full of women like me. ”

"No, there is no such thing as a special and beautiful woman with personality like you!" the big black man held out a big hand, "My name is Carl, Carl Lucas, can I know your name?"

"Jessica. Jessica didn't pay attention to the other's outstretched hand.

Carl didn't feel embarrassed, silently withdrew his hand, and looked at Ripley speaking on stage with a smile.

"I think this is also a good thing, at least the people of the Alchemy Association are different from some guys who are under the banner of God, they are actually local gangsters behind the scenes, and the Alchemy Society has provided a lot of jobs for my friends!

Faced with the other party's accosting, Jessica didn't know what to say.

Ripley solves the problem, though.

The presentation seemed to be over, and all the members stepped aside to receive today's perks, and it was Christmas, and everyone could get a nice gift, or a delicious cake, or a roasted turkey leg.

Jessica followed.

"Hey, wait for me Jessica!" the petite woman walked into the crowd and disappeared from Carl's sight.

"Hey, Carl, what's so fascinating to see?" a young man, also black, walked over.

"It's nothing, let's go, it's Christmas, let's take the turkey leg to the bar for a good drink!"

Time doesn't stop because of certain things, and the sun doesn't stay in the sky forever.

The night is paving.