In front of the New York Temple, Strange and Wang were wrestling, Strange wanted to enter, but the king refused to let him in.

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"Hmph~~~"

"Ha~~~"

Wang's fat body is not white, just look at the body shape, you can know that although he has a big belly, he also has flesh on his arms and legs, and his standard shoulders are big and his waist is round and his neck is thick.

He is not called fat, but strong!

Tiger back, Hercules are all this size!

In contrast, Strange is tall and long-legged, and has an elegant and handsome face, and is not an opponent at all in terms of strength.

Seeing that the door was about to be shut, he raised his foot and handed it over, blocking the crack in the door.

The mages who have been with Kama Taj know that the door should not be opened and closed casually, because the next time you open it again, the view on the other side of the door will be completely new.

"Stephen, give up, I won't let you in." The king lifted his foot and stepped on the tip of Strange's toe and crushed it a few times, trying to make him retreat from the pain.

"King, our brothers, you can't die without help!"

Strange played the emotional card, he didn't want to leave the New York Temple, three days had passed since Russell's confession, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and his intuition told him that leaving Kama Taj would be unlucky.

Kama Taj had the Supreme Mage in charge, and the evil crooked path could not threaten his life, but the Supreme Mage would not let him stay, so the New York Temple was his last hope.

The desire to survive is strong!

"Where the duty lies, forgive me!"

Wang Dayi was awe-inspiring and unmoved by personal relationships: "Also, who is a brother with you, I am the assistant of the Supreme Master, as long as the Supreme Master orders, I will have no brothers!" ”

The Supreme Master personally ordered to drive people out, and the good brothers became superficial brothers, which is very realistic.

As he spoke, Wang raised his big foot and stomped on Strange's toes, causing the latter to grin and subconsciously pull out his foot.

When I looked back, the doors of the New York Temple were closed.

Strange jumped around with his feet in his hands, and secretly said that this matter is not over today, if one day he turns over and becomes a supreme mage by luck, he must be good-looking.

Click!

When the door opened, Strange saw the king who opened the door, and he was moved to say, "King, good brother, I know that you are a righteous man. ”

Syllable!

The suitcase smashed into Strange's face, and Wang Ma slipped the door shut, not giving the other party any extra time to stir up feelings.

When he met someone, Strange was concerned, rubbed his red nose, and dragged his suitcase through the streets of New York.

Looking at the metropolis that was both familiar and unfamiliar, he suddenly felt out of place, he no longer belonged here.

Before leaving, he left New York to find Kama Taj, treat the dead hands, and vowed to return to the top of the medical profession, to surprise those 'friends' who could not be saved.

Now that his hand is healed, he has no interest in returning to the pinnacle of medicine, entering the temple of magic, traveling through the infinite mysteries of the universe, countless knowledge waiting for him to explore, study medicine or something......

Can it save the world?

Strange doesn't want to save the world, he just wants someone to save him, after all, the Supreme Mage himself said that the chance of surviving is very slim in the disaster of blood and light, nine deaths, and one life.

"Do you want to be like what the Supreme Master said, eat and drink well, have fun, and not leave regrets in life?"

Strange took out the credit card in his arms and muttered, "Kama Taj is really rich, especially the Supreme Mage, just give a credit card is 10 million US dollars, uh......"

"Isn't it magic?"

In view of the Supreme Mage's unreliability, Strange decided to check it out and not be dashing by then, and was locked up in a private room because of an invalid credit card.

After the bank confirmed, this credit card is real, not only that, the cardholder's information is himself, and the limit of 10 million US dollars per month will be automatically repaid no matter how much is spent, so he does not have to pay a penny.

"It's really rich!"

Strange sighed with emotion, and then walked to the hotel next door with his suitcase, since someone reimbursed him, then he didn't need to save money.

According to the Supreme Master, his time is short, and it is only right to seize the time and be chic and happy.

……

"Stephen, I've thought of a myriad of possibilities to meet again, but this is the only ...... Maybe my imagination isn't rich enough. ”

At a high-end restaurant in New York, Strange and a lady sat opposite each other, and the restaurant was privately booked, and there was no one else but the two of them.

Female Doctor Kristen Palmer!

After Strange broke his hand, the only person willing to genuinely help him and lend him money when he was in despair.

Strange took his credit card and wanted to find the chic feeling of spending lavishly back then, but hundreds of thousands of dollars were smashed down, and he suddenly felt bored when he changed his outfit.

It's boring, it's boring, it's no fun!

Looking at the credit card in his hand again, Strange suddenly realized why the Supreme Mage threw out 10 million US dollars at will.

The Supreme Master is really rich!

This is not the point, the point is that he has experienced the change in himself, the change in the spiritual realm, the drunkenness and knowledge, and he chooses the latter.

It can't be said that he is transcendent from the world, but the spiritual realm is satisfied, and his happiness can't be bought no matter how much money he spends, and 10 million dollars is just a number.

Strange believes that the Supreme Mage has been touching this realm for many years, and on the surface, he is out of tune, but in fact, he has seen through the shackles of the rules of the world and lives a reckless and chic life.

Supreme Venerable: I'm happy, I don't care what others think, if this behavior makes you unhappy, then I'll be even happier!

Strange pondered that there was no fun in spending money, and that it was no fun to pretend to be forced in front of the group of 'friends' back then, and that only the female doctor, Christine Palmer, was worthy of his friendship.

Of course, it would be even better if you could jump over the friendship line and do some physical and mental health exercises.

Hardship sees the truth, he thinks Christine is a good woman, and if she misses it, she will never have it again.

At the same time, he is still a little entangled, because time is running out, what is the difference between really having something to do with Christine, and a scumbag who turns his face and doesn't recognize people when he puts on his pants.

But if something doesn't happen and he leaves with regrets, he will feel quite bad in his heart.

After struggling for a long time, he ordered a special car on the phone, and when the other party got off work, he picked him up from the hospital.

This is a very low-profile restaurant, only circulated in the upper class, and in the past, Strange was only qualified to enter by invitation, and people who took the initiative to order food were reluctant to deal with him.

Because of the proximity, he took the opportunity to give it a try, handed out his credit card and asked to book a window seat overlooking the night view of New York.

At first, it was no problem, and the restaurant manager's eyes lit up when he saw the credit card, but after the card was verified, the manager's performance was a bit unexpected by Strange.

He cleared the venue directly, politely sent off all the guests present, and changed into the waiter's costume to serve Strange himself.

When the group of celebrities left, they looked at Strange with meaningful eyes, but instead of being angry, they enthusiastically handed over their business cards.

At this point, Strange realized that the Supreme Mage was not only rich, but also had a transcendent status in the world of ordinary people.

Although this position is invisible, although this person is very out of tune......

"Stephen, what are you thinking?"

"Sorry, I was distracted just now, but I can't be blamed for that......"

Strange smiled apologetically, picked up his glass and touched Christine: "You're beautiful tonight, like coming out of a painting, I'm afraid I'll talk too loudly and disturb you to return to the painting." ”

"Thank you for the compliment!"

Christine raised her glass and chuckled, her eyes swept over Flance's intact hands, the confusion in her eyes instantly cleared, and she exclaimed: "Stephen, can you tell me about Kama Taj?" The miracle that happened to you makes me feel incredible now, and you are ...... now It's completely different from before, and I believe it when it's a different person. ”

"It's really a different person, and what I received was not physical therapy, but spiritual!"

As Strange was talking, he suddenly held the hand with the dinner knife and was held by Christine, and he was still stroking the back of his hand, knuckles, and palm prints repeatedly, and he was a little embarrassed to touch it.

"Stephen, I've suddenly become interested in magic, can you show me a few spells?"

Christine folded her hands, tilted her head slightly, and blinked in anticipation: "Please,!" ”

Strange's blood groove plummeted, his mouth was dry, he straightened his collar, lowered his head slightly and whispered: "There are many people, and it is not suitable." ”

Lots of people?

Christine looked around, except for the band, there was not a single ghost in the restaurant, she raised her eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean ......"

"There's no one in my hotel room, I can show you the magic there."

"No, it's just the two of us." Christine hesitated, like Little Red Riding Hood bewitched by the big bad wolf.

Grandma Wolf smiled gently: "I promise, it's just a demonstration of magic, nothing else will happen." ”

"Really?"

"Really!"

……

"Liar, you said it was just a demonstration of magic, and nothing else would happen."

Christine wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, picked up a pillow and smashed it on Strange's head, as if she had forgotten that a slap doesn't make a sound, and a fly doesn't bite an egg.

Strange licked his face and leaned in: "That's right, it's the magic of love!" ”

"You...... Dislike! ”

"If you like, you can do it."

“……”

Just when the dog man and woman were tired, the doorbell rang in the luxury suite, and Strange's face changed slightly, and he quickly dressed himself.

"What's wrong, Stephen?" Christine didn't know why, so she got dressed together.

"The Supreme Mage is here, right in the living room!"

"Who?"

"Supreme Mage! The leader of all the mages of Kama Taj and the most powerful mage on Earth...... The legend who led me to the temple of magic. ”

Strange helped Christine change her clothes and led her out of the bedroom, where he saw Russell in the living room.

In Christine's eyes, the Supreme Mage is dressed in a white robe + hood, with mysterious and sacred golden lines tattooed on the white background mage robe, and his face is covered by a gold mask, which is very mysterious.

Strange [5200]: "......"

What the moth is going on!

"Strange, it looks like you're out of the question, so in that case, leave with me now!" The eyes of the golden mask lit up with a white glow, and Russell's artistically processed voice came out.

"Now?"

Strange's eyes widened, should he be so efficient.

"Actually, I should have left ten minutes ago, but I've done the math, you won't have much time anyway, so you'll just have to wait."

Russell said, pulling back the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.

“……”

Strange couldn't complain, and looked out the window, all shocked.

In the vast night, the pitch-black dimensional passage opened, and the foothold was the location of the New York Temple.