After Tony's side got to the specific location,

Instead of staying to watch the Iron Man vs. Captain America debate match, Ryan made his way to the location given by Tony - a remote ghetto.

Compared to the famous Hell's Kitchen, this slum, also located in New York, is obviously not very lively, and the whole street seems to be shrouded in a heavy dead air.

Filthy and smelly garbage is still left on the side of the road, and although the palatial buildings are just across the street, this does not stop the street from being left dirty.

After all, capitalism brings people not only a prosperous life, but also endless poverty and chaos.

There aren't any businesses in the neighborhood, and most of the people who live here don't pay much in taxes, which naturally means that the police department in the area doesn't have the budget to recruit officers.

It's a vicious circle, many people know it, but obviously no one wants to change it.

Ryan could see that the eyes of the homeless man on the street were not filled with indignation at the status quo, but with a dead numbness, as if he didn't care about the world at all, let alone his own life.

"Smack..."

The soles of his shoes splashed with sewage on the homeless man's trouser legs, and his eyes rolled slightly, and soon continued to sink again.

Some are still alive, but he is dead.

This sentence suddenly appeared in Ryan's mind, he has no sympathy for this kind of homeless man, poor people must have something to hate, this sentence may sound a little extreme,

But when you go through some things, after seeing some people, you will understand that this sentence is simply true.

Looking around at the surroundings,

Ryan had a hard time believing that there could be any gravitational fluctuations in such a garbage-like position.

"Is the machine broken?"

A finger was placed in front of his nose, but the disgusting rancid smell fluttered like a fly, and Ryan resisted the idea of turning around and leaving, and Ryan continued to walk behind.

"Hah!"

A somewhat nervous laugh sounded behind him,

Ryan turned around,

I saw that the homeless man who had been abandoning the world before had a twisted smile on his face, two claws like dry wood grasping something in the air, and his mouth kept shouting:

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill your whole family."

The fierce tone didn't last long, and the homeless man suddenly choked up again, and at the same time his vocal cords began to tremble, "Don't kill me, please, let me go." ”

"Sichuan opera changes face?"

Ryan stood there and watched for a moment, until the homeless man had regained his composure, then he spat out a comment and continued to walk back.

I don't know why,

He really couldn't feel any sympathy for the man in front of him.

............

...............

In a somewhat dilapidated room, the wallpaper on the wall has fallen off, and the exposed wall is covered with disgusting mold, and there is no furniture in the room, not even a window.

The only source of light was a bulb falling from the ceiling, but the dim light could only make an outline of the people inside.

"What the hell are you doing here!"

A somewhat fat figure said angrily.

Obviously, the surrounding environment made him feel uncomfortable, the impermeable room was filled with an indescribable smell, and what made him even more angry was that the person in front of him was still standing in it with an immersed face.

If it was any other time, even if he saw the person in front of him eating in front of him, the king would not have such a big reaction, but the problem is that now this person not only eats himself, but also wants to pull himself to eat with him.

"Hurry up, I don't have time to waste with you here."

Wang covered his nostrils with a cloth on his sleeve, but this way was obviously more psychological than practical.

"The Supreme Master wants us to come over first to understand the situation, not to ask us to come over and suffer!"

"Buzz."

A phantom suddenly emerged from the wall and merged into Casillas, who was standing still in front of him.

The king was stunned for a moment,

Ignoring the smell that comes to your face,

Rushing up and grabbing Casillas's shoulder, he asked, "What did you just do?" ”

It's a secret art,

Separating the shadow from one's own body, although it is impossible to exert the same strength as the main body, even if it is only one-tenth of the level, it is enough to control the life and death of an ordinary person.

"How could she possibly give you this spell?"

As a librarian, Wang is not very knowledgeable about Kama Taj's book collection, but at least most of the forbidden arts are under his strict control.

This kind of spell is forbidden to learn for most mages, and only a small number of mages whose qualities are recognized by the ancient one can choose a few to learn, and in Wang's opinion,

Casillas was clearly not among those of good character, he was like a freak, and almost everyone who knew him well could see in his eyes an unforgettable hatred.

"She's got a lot for me."

Casillas opened his eyes, a dark light flashed, and he looked up at the mottled wall, and there was a hint of remembrance in his eyes,

"I finally came out once, how can I not go home and have a look?"

"Home?"

The movement of the king's hand stiffened,

All they know about Casillas is that his family died in an accident, but they don't know much about the circumstances in which he lived.

Of course

Even now that he understands it, Wang doesn't feel happy in his heart, but is a little panicked.

"What did you do?"

He asked again.

"What did you do?" Casillas tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Of course I did something that should have been done a long time ago." “

He pulled up a bench that was no longer clear and sat down, "What are our duties and tasks?" ”

Without waiting for the king to answer,

He said to himself, "Of course, it is to protect humans from demons, but ...... What if the devil is on earth? “

"What the hell are you talking about?" The king stared at him deadly, "If the demon is in the world, you should be the one who looks like the most demon." “

"It's me?" Casillas pointed to his nose and smiled grimly, "Perhaps, for some, I'm a demon. ”

"You know the rules of Kama Taj, we can't interfere with the lives of ordinary people." The horizontal flesh on the king's face was piled up.

"Of course I do, but what if the subject isn't an ordinary person?"

Casillas stood up and drew a magic circle with his hand, and a flame burst out of it and rushed directly towards the surroundings.