The news of the mysterious event in Chinatown spread far and wide, but before the reporters who ran very fast flocked to it, some others came to the place of the incident earlier and blocked the entire street with special methods, and countless facts have proved a truth, that is, it is better not to let ordinary people get too involved in the mysterious side of the incident.

A very mysterious special service unit from S.H.I.E.L.D. has just left, and the entire residential building in Chinatown is as clean as if it has been washed, and any items related to the mysterious side have been removed and taken away, and the entire floor is very quiet, as if the whole thing has fallen into a deep sleep.

The big bald man in a denim jacket walked into the hall with a cup of hot tea in his hand, and he pressed the elevator, looking around vigilantly under the sunglasses that covered most of his face, and the red eyes looked at the residents who stood in place.

They still had blank expressions on their faces, as if they were immersed in something before, and as if they had stopped time in the entire building at a certain point in time.

"Ding"

The dilapidated elevator opened, Sergey threw the paper cup in his hand into the trash, lit a cigarette, and walked into the elevator.

13 layers, a very unlucky number of layers.

"Even after processing, the remnants of magical energy here are still so clear. ”

Strange looked at the hallowed church-like room in front of him with a headache, and beside him were two spell mages from the New York Sanctuary, dressed more like the mages in traditional stories than Strange in a casual suit, wearing robes, wands pinned to their waists, and pointed mage hats.

Old-fashioned, cold, and only magic in the whole world can interest them.

"It is said that it was the girl who attracted the evil spirit here, and it was so pitiful that she almost lost her life. ”

Strange looked at the girl sitting on the edge of the bed with a sluggish expression, this was the same child who had been exterminated by Konstantin before, and she was in a strange stupor like the others in the building, with the surprise and fear on her face that had broken free from the demonic possession.

"Evil spirits never actively possess someone, and in fact, the protagonists of most possession events are self-inflicted, and they do not deserve mercy. ”

The old mage beside Strange looked cold and picked up a hand-drawn drawing on the table, which was a very non-standard, but already implied a special pattern, which should have been drawn by this girl.

"Look, the summoning map of the son of the devil, she should be glad that she didn't draw it standardly, and she didn't inject magic power, otherwise now, what we have to deal with is a neighborhood that has been completely destroyed by demons, just like the Tsarist era 170 years ago, ordinary people are always so reckless!"

The old mage pinched the corner of the evil paper painting with a disgusted face, orange flames burst out of his palm, burning the paper cleanly, Strange looked at the ashes flying in the sky, and said thoughtfully,

"So that's why Kama Taj forbade the circulation of magical knowledge in the human world, because ordinary people lack self-control?"

"I think it's more because ordinary people lack a basic concept of the existence of power. ”

A deep voice came from the doorway, and Strange turned around to see Sergei leaning against the door, with a burning cigarette in the corner of his mouth,

"They don't know what to do and what not to do, what to mess with and what not to mess with, just like we used to be. ”

"Demon Believer! How dare you appear in front of me!"

The moment the old mage saw Sergei, he drew his wand from his waist, and was about to release his attack magic, but he was stopped by Strange, and the young mage whispered in the old mage's ear,

"Master Hognes, calm down, these are the Devils! they're on our side!"

"Huh?"

The gray-haired old mage glanced at Strange suspiciously, and after realizing that the young mage's expression did not seem to be fake, his brow furrowed high, "What's going on with Kama Taj now?

"In terms of time, the Devil's Gang is not under the command of Kama Taj, we are only under the management of the Ancient One. ”

Sergei looked at the old mage in front of him vigilantly, he glanced at Strange, who shrugged helplessly, so Sergei stretched out his hands and took a step back,

"We are not enemies... You don't need that, old man!"

The old mage snorted disdainfully and shook his head, "Then I'll leave it to you, Strange, stay with the demon believers, I will always subconsciously want to kill them, I'll wait for you in the New York Sanctuary." ”

After saying that, he made a mysterious gesture and, along with the mage beside him, disappeared into the shattered space.

"Who's that? It looks like a powder keg that just ignites at a point. ”

Sergei asked softly, and Strange breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his forehead and said,

"Hognes Leonid Ivanovich, an old fossil active 200 years ago, a magical lion of Siberia, a glorious elder of the European Magical Society, the incident of the Dormammus invasion has awakened these old fossils, the Supreme Mage welcomes anyone who can strengthen the strength of the world, but this old gentleman, what do you say? Probably he slept for too long, and his thinking was as old-fashioned as a stone. ”

After Strange finished speaking, he sighed again,

"The most troublesome thing is that he is strong, and our two bundles are not enough for him to fight with one hand, by the way, are you here to check the news about Konstantin?"

Sergei rubbed his chin and nodded,

"He took something from the Devil's Gang, and he wanted to walk away like this, but he couldn't help but think too simply, how about it?

"Hey man, the Book of Solomon belongs to Kama Taj, and I want to stress that again!"

Strange reached out and patted Sergei on the shoulder, and saw the girl sitting on the edge of the bed move her eyes, his fingers were a little in the air, and a glass-like halo enveloped the two of them,

"They're waking up, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s method of washing away memories is really unreliable, and even the recovery time is uncertain... Let's go somewhere else and say. ”

After the teleportation shone, Strange and Sergei appeared on the roof of the building, and the young mage who called himself "Doctor Strange" leaned against the wall and said to Sergei with his hands outstretched,

"At the moment, it is certain that Constantine did this, but after dealing with the evil spirit, he ran away, we have no way to track him, this guy is like a cunning fox, and the most troublesome thing is that the Hognes mage sensed the breath of Solomon's magic seal from the residual spell energy, which is a powerful spell recorded in the Book of Solomon, which is equivalent to a tactical missile in the wizarding world. ”

"In this sense, he is indeed a genius of the occult, but it will get him in trouble, he is now like a madman wandering the streets with a weapon of mass destruction, and if the Hognes mages think he is a threat, he will immediately kill him..."

Strange patted Sergei on the shoulder,

"I know that Cyber captured Konstantin to save his brother, so you'd better catch Konstantin before he plays himself to death, I'm not kidding, you haven't seen the battle scenes of Master Hognes, I can only say that once he is targeted, Konstantin will die a miserable death even if he is 10 times stronger. ”

Sergei scratched his big bald head with a headache, a muscular man like him was most annoyed by this kind of bad thing, he took a deep breath,

"Forget it, leave this matter to the boss to have a headache, by the way, what time is it?"

He turned his head to look at Strange, who was stunned for a moment, and looked at his watch, which was still the one that was broken before going to Kama Taj, after Strange's life changed dramatically, he became a very nostalgic person, he looked at the time,

"11:46, what's wrong?"

Sergei nodded, the reckless man who was not afraid of the magic lion was a little nervous, he rubbed his hands a little embarrassed, and said to Strange, "Then do me a favor, man, send me to the vicinity of Midtown High School, today is my daughter's birthday, I owe her four birthdays, I don't want to be late." ”

3 minutes later, Sergei straightened his clothes and walked out of the alley next to Midtown High School, as in the past nine days, he stood at the school gate of this Queens like an iron tower, waiting for his daughter to get out of class, the first few days were always the new driver Chandler drove a luxury car to pick up, but Mia thought this was too ostentatious, so Sergei accompanied his daughter every day to take the bus home.

And for Mia, the return of her father, who was originally in a coma, is obviously the most joyful event, 4 years ago, she almost lost her father at the age of 14, and was sent to school in New York alone, the first period of time was very difficult, if it wasn't for Catherine, who was only 11 years old at the time, she probably couldn't survive.

Mia doesn't know how much has happened in these seemingly peaceful 4 years, but in her opinion, everything is getting better now, and her father's return clearly represents the arrival of all good things.

"Mia, little Gwen, are you going to Hawaii with us?

A few hippie-smiling, coquettishly dressed, and a little handsome boys talked to Mia and Gwen who walked out of the school with books in their arms, but they didn't attract Mia's attention at all, this very beautiful little Russian girl looked left and right, and soon found her father like a pillar in the crowd, she waved her hand happily, Sergei brutally squeezed the students away, and walked to his daughter's side.

Although it was not the first time they met, the fierce aura exuded by Sergei still made Mia's close friend, Gwen Stacey, couldn't help but shrink her head, like a frightened kitten, shrunk her head and greeted Sergei,

"Hello, Uncle Sergei. ”

Sergei scratched his bald head and smiled, "Hello, little Gwen, by the way, isn't your little boyfriend coming to Mia's birthday party today?"

Gwen waved her phone helplessly, "Parker is helping that Professor Connors as an experimental assistant, and he hasn't gotten off work yet, but I promise he'll be on time!"

As he spoke, little Gwen waved her fist in the air, swearing with a swear on her face.

"Who is this? Mia, is this your new boyfriend?"

The little ruffians stood not far away and laughed, "Your taste is really bad." ”

"Well, little ruffians, are they your friends?"

Sergei asked, Mia and Gwen shook their heads at the same time, and the reckless man held out a finger, "Then wait a minute, I'll go talk to them about etiquette." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the few little ruffians who didn't know the height of the sky, less than 1 minute later, he moved his arms and walked back, behind him, 4 little ruffians were folded into humanoid arhats, just like an artistic act, causing a group of students to exclaim and take pictures,

"Alright, girls, let's go home!"

He clapped his hands, took Mia's shoulders, and said gently, "Catherine, they're all here today, and Boss Cyber and your Uncle Lewis, just in time to introduce your friends to little Gwen." ”

"Boss Cyber?"

Gwen's eyes immediately sparkled, "Is it a real mob boss?"

Mia shrugged,

"Probably, a third of Gotham is under the control of Cyber Boss, but to be honest, you know when you see him, he's just like a normal young man, like a big brother, you're going to be disappointed, Gwen, he's not the cool godfather you think he's supposed to be. ”

On the other side, on the private jet from Gotham to New York, Catherine, little naughty, Emma and Clarice were chattering around in a circle, these four girls all belong to the kind of scumbags who are not good at studying, and Mia is the only one among them who can be called a scholar, they have a good relationship, and when they used to be in New York, they would often come out to eat together.

Saibo, who was sitting on the side and closing the closing ceremony, always felt a little uneasy, as if he would encounter a lot of troublesome things when he went to New York this time.

"Well... Maybe you'll meet a lot of old friends. ”