Ian didn't know that the Ancient One was going to pass on the name of the Lord of the Atrium to him.

When he returned to New York, he left the sanctuary and jumped straight into the sewers at the door, following the app that Daredevil had sent to his phone to find the strange family of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Ian walks through the spacious sewers of New York, the breeze surrounding his body, holding him afloat on the water, while the air around him is constantly renewed, saving him from the stench.

Sewers appears frequently in various heroic stories, but in Ian's opinion, there is really nothing special about it.

The entire New York Municipal household waste is collected in the underground tunnels that have been built up by modern society, and after decades of fermentation in the dark, it slowly decays into blackened silt-like stinking water.

Occasionally, something would come out of it, and it would only be some kind of animal bone or plastic bag or something.

"Even if they are turtles and rats, is it really not a problem to live in such an environment?"

Ian quickly looked away, and with one more look, he was about to vomit.

At the same time, he also admired the patience of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles family, who could live in such a place.

"However, I do need to find some men quickly, I can't run down the sewers all day, it's too embarrassing!"

Ian sat on top of the invisible whirlwind, following the instructions of the software to weave through the whirlwinds, while muttering, "It's decided, next time there's something like this, I'll push it to Peter." ”

Peter, who was in class at school, used his textbook as a cover, peeked at Gwen not far away, he suddenly sneezed, and after being called by the teacher, he stood up.

He rubbed his nose and wondered: Who is thinking about me?

Finally fed up with the contents of the sewers, Ian put on the Roman Armor, activated the ability to penetrate matter, and sank down, through several layers of tunnels, and landed right on the head of a turtle.

"Hell!"

The turtle with the yellow blindfold felt an extra thing on its head, and immediately began to yell, and began to run around with Ian, waving the nunchucks in his hand.

"Leonardo, come and save me, help drive the ghost off my head!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Mickey!" Leonardo da Vinci, who was wearing a blue blindfold, said calmly: "There are no ghosts in this world at all, you have watched too many horror movies, scare yourself!" ”

"Donatello, turn on the lights and let Mickey see if there's no ghost on his head."

"Raphael, don't be impulsive until we figure out what's going on."

"You're thinking too much. Whatever it is, stab it first. ”

The red-eyepatched turtle apparently had no intention of obeying orders, and he swung the two tridents in his hand towards the top of his youngest brother's head.

Bite!

Donatello, wearing a purple blindfold, hurriedly turned on the overhead instrument with its own light, illuminating Michelangelo.

The lively turtle stopped in place, its hands and feet were weak and even its shell began to shake, and the nunchuck in its hand had already fallen to the ground.

Raphael's trident did not pierce into the wall, but was blocked by a human, who stretched out a finger.

The other three turtles, who were still fearless, let out a scream of fear when they saw Ian, who was pale in the light.

"Ah, there really are ghosts!"

The four turtles were in a mess, screaming in terror from their mouths, and running around with their eyes closed, their shells crashing into each other, but they couldn't find a way out.

In the end, the three of them hugged each other and cried loudly: "Ah, ghost uncle, we are all good turtles and have never done anything bad. Don't eat us! ”

"Woo, I haven't eaten my pizza today!"

"Ugh!"

Before Ian could say a word, the four living treasures were so frightened that he cried, and he was speechless.

"I am a human being, a living person, not a ghost."

Ian had to loudly emphasize his identity before he suppressed the cries of the four living treasures: "My name is Ian, and it was Daredevil who introduced me here. Daredevil, you always know each other, right? ”

The four turtles were still crying, muttering nonsense about how they were going to be eaten by ghosts.

"Don't cry!"

Ian's patience finally reached its limit, just like a kindergarten teacher scolding an ignorant child, and he waved his hand and shouted, "Hurry up and take me to Master Sprint!" ”

After being shouted, the four turtles calmed down.

Leonardo was the first to stand up and cautiously approached Ian: "You seem to be a real person!" ”

"What do you mean, I'm a living person!"

Ian gave him an angry look, took out the Holy Dao Sword, and emitted a golden light, illuminating the surrounding space.

Under the light of the Holy Dao Sword, Ian, wearing Roman holy armor, is like a majestic general.

When the turtles saw Ian's handsome appearance, they relieved themselves and didn't think he was a ghost.

"Donatello, we watched the horror movie yesterday, didn't you turn the light filter back?"

Leonardo looked at his brother as if he had thought of something.

"It seems to be!" Donatello spun the gears and smiled sheepishly.

"What a rude thing you guys are!"

A large rat in a robe, standing on two feet, rushed out, flicked its tail, rolled up the four turtles that had fallen to the ground, and threw them all out.

"Sprint!"

The big rat saluted the guests with meticulous etiquette: "Matt has informed me that Mr. Ian will be visiting. I didn't have time to inform the four of them, so I ask you to forgive them for their rudeness. ”

"It's okay!" Ian waved his hand generously: "If it were a different occasion, the four of them would actually be quite cute." ”

"But right now, New York is in danger."

"Vampires!"

Sprint led Ian through the hidden mechanism door and into his secret base, saying, "My children and I have seen those dark magic creations, and they are very difficult. Perhaps because our bodies are different from humans, their blood does not infect us. ”

"Matt and I only met after we faced vampires. He helped us a lot to get a foothold in this strange world. ”

Ian touched his chin and thought, "Although there is no precedent for vampires to infect animals or animals, you have awakened your self-awareness, and you are different from ordinary turtles and mice?" ”

"Donatello has always been in charge of the problem of technology, but he hasn't researched too much." Sprint shook his head regretfully.

Ian stopped the conversation in time and said, "I hope you can join my side and destroy the vampires." ”

"And what do we get?" Sprint asked, "Our old adversary has also come into this world, colluding with an organization called the Hand Clan. If we show ourselves on the ground, we will immediately attract his attention. ”

"Schneider and the Hand colluded together?"

Ian shook his head, "It's news, but he's not much of a threat to me. Moreover, I can make you live in human society in the open. ”

Sprint looked suspicious.

Ian explained, "In this world, there are demons, aliens, mutants...... Otherwise, you won't be a precious species. ”

Sprint was skeptical of Ian's words, but he said, "Even though I doubt your words, we're still going to help." As long as you speak, I will take my children to the battlefield. ”

……

After talking to the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles family, Ian rushed back to Huanhuan Teppanyaki non-stop, planning to meet a few more heroes and connect with feelings.

But Coulson hurried over, looking like S.H.I.E.L.D. was about to finish.

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