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"This guy is quite dedicated, but he doesn't seem to have good luck."

In the middle of the night, after Hawking solved several crimes in a gorgeous manner, he unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance.

This acquaintance is none other than Eddie Bullock, the top reporter of the Daily Clarion, but at this time he is being robbed by a few thugs in a corner of the street... Robbery?

The thugs apparently had some special fetishes, and after snatching Eddie's camera and wallet, they actually began to forcibly pick up Eddie's pants.

"Oh, no, brothers, don't do this, you want money, right, I'll give it all to you, if it's not enough, I can go to the bank to withdraw it, as much as you want, please let me go!"

Eddie desperately protected his pants, and there was a slight cry in his tone.

Damn, I've heard that the South Bronx is very dangerous at night, and even a lot of experienced veteran reporters don't want to come over at night.

But he didn't expect it to be so dangerous, even if he robbed the money, he wasn't short of that money, and it would be too much to rob the sex, he was a normal man with a girlfriend.

"I knew that I would have called a few people together, at least I could have some ability to resist!"

Because he wanted to curry favor with his boss, when he was writing tomorrow's front page, he pondered a trip to the South Bronx to see if he could take the opportunity to find some more material to add to the front page report.

As a result, the material was not found, but it was blocked by a few dead perverts, is he going to lose himself here today?

If that's the case, he'd love to eat them all raw!

Seeing that the jeans and boxers were forcibly torn together, the faces of several tall thugs in front of him were full of excitement, just a few years after graduating from college, it was Eddie, who was in his prime, white and clean, and his heart suddenly despaired.

However, at this moment, a golden figure descended from the sky like a god, and with just a few waves, it flew out of the perverted thugs like a fly.

He also reached out and pointed at his pants, and with some magical power, restored his pants to their original state.

"Friend, put on your pants!"

The majestic and warm voice instantly dispelled all the despair in his heart just now, allowing him to see the light again.

He swore that from now on, this golden-armored god of war who had the grace to save him was the biggest idol of his life, and whoever couldn't get along with the golden-armored god of war couldn't get along with him Eddie.

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

Add hurriedly put on his pants and retrieved his camera and wallet.

"In this place, try not to be alone at night, otherwise it will be very unsafe, hurry up and go home."

Hawking nodded, turned to leave.

The gold medal reporter of the Clarion Daily, the main writer of his news in the future, if he can save nature, he still has to save it, and if he wants to replace it with someone else, he really doesn't necessarily take action in an incident like this that obviously has a very low value of justice.

At this time, Eddie hurriedly stopped in front of him and introduced himself:

"I'm Eddie, a reporter for the Daily Clarion, can I ask you a few questions?

Of course, it's okay if you don't want to answer. ”

"I still need to help others, I can't wait too long, and not every question will answer you."

Hawking paused, then nodded.

Some of the words are conveyed through Eddie's mouth, which can enrich his image even more, and by the way, increase the sales of the daily Clarion newspaper, killing two birds with one stone.

"No problem."

Add immediately took out a small notebook and began to memorize.

"Where are you from? Is it human? ”

"I was born on Earth and was born with these abilities."

"How old are you?"

"It's about the same as you."

"Why do you come out at night to fight crime?"

"Because I don't share sin with it!"

Hearing Hawking's answer, Eddie was stunned for a moment.

"There was once an evil crime that happened in front of my eyes, and I didn't do it until it was over, and I couldn't regret it until it was over, and this is the most painful thing in the world.

So I made up my mind to be a sin buster and eradicate evil! ”

Hawking made up a few words, then jumped and disappeared in front of Eddie's eyes.

At this time, Eddie suddenly realized, although it was only a few words, but he had already made up a lot of plots from his brain.

He felt that Hawking might most likely be a mutant, so he didn't dare to take action because he was afraid of being targeted for his exposure ability, until he encountered a crime, and he blamed himself for the goodness, so he began to put on armor to fight crime.

At this time, the content of tomorrow's front page is simply a wellspring of ideas, a tragic superhero story, which will greatly arouse the public's sympathy and recognition.

"Hurry back and write the manuscript!"

After stomping hard in the middle of the thugs, Eddie hurried to the parking lot to find his car and returned to Manhattan.

"It's not bad if this guy is Venom in the future."

After leaving Eddie, Hawking continued to fight crime, and the more dangerous the incident, the more crowded the incident, the more diligent he ran.

The former gives more justice value, and the latter can become famous faster.

He didn't stop until three o'clock in the morning, because he was ready to do something else.

"Fra Dimension!"

With a light touch on his body, the shiny golden armor immediately turned into a black night coat.

With a glaring of his feet, he had disappeared into place, blending into the darkness.

"Faint!"

On the roof of a luxury villa, Hawking gently jumped onto the balcony and casually put a coma spell on the sleeping old man in the bedroom.

Then he walked slowly to the side of his bed, in front of the large safe erected.

According to the bald gangster boss, the old man in bed should be the strongest boss in the neighborhood, with two casinos and four "special" bars, and he is also involved in the flour business.

When he arrived at the gate just now, there were more than two dozen men patrolling the courtyard alone, each armed with a gun.

However, those ordinary people did not pose any threat to him at all, and with a few dodges of his skills, he easily avoided everyone and quietly came to the master bedroom.

"Looks like a high-class safe."

The safe in front of me, which is a full height of one person, is not the kind of bargain at first glance, and it not only has passwords, fingerprints, but also pupil verification.

"But it didn't work for me."

Hawking raised his hand and pointed at the safe:

"Alaho Cave Open!"

"Let's go!"

The safe opens instantly.

In the case of the Lock Picking Charm or the Door Opening Charm, as long as it is not protected by magic-like energy, it can be opened no matter what lock you use, no matter what door you are.

This is the magic of the magic of the world of Harry Potter, although it is not very powerful, it is quite idealistic, as if the concept of law is involved.

Even Hawking felt that if his mental power was strong enough and the magic spell was studied deeply enough, this door opening spell might not only open ordinary doors, but also other things with doors.

For example, the door of the heart, the door of the gang, the door of the brain...

After all, it's idealistic magic, and it makes sense, but he can't do it because he's not strong enough.

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