Chapter 232

Holloway put on the blindfold again, and monak put some rabbits in his pocket again. They were all ready.

One of the most recent highlights is in London. Since there may be mages or warlocks on the other side who may counter space magic, there is a risk that several people will be lost in the turbulence of time and space when using the portal.

So Su Ming followed monak's advice and decided to go out and find a car.

Quiet, no magic wave, the most safe.

The sorcery just now shows that namo is here, but it may be a man of the same name and surname, a trap of the enemy, or a "fragment" of namo.

So they need to walk around the street for the prince of magic to find some clues.

"Can we return our sense of smell after we go out? Five senses are very important in combat. " Su Ming went to the door and inquired about it.

"Of course, I understand that agility and insight are equally important to warriors and mages. I haven't started with anyone for a long time, and I will cancel my breath holding magic later."

Su Ming walked through the dark pattern carpet, felt the water vapor outside the house, opened the door, then froze for a second, closed the door again and drew back.

"What's the matter?" Holloway was almost trampled on by Su Ming, and he stepped back a few steps.

Su Ming tilted his head and rubbed the chin position of the mask with his hand: "I saw a person I didn't want to see. He shouldn't have come...

" was it wrong to see someone you knew in London? " Asked Holloway.

"Wrong, hope." Su Ming opened the door a crack, peeped out and quickly closed: "yes, it's not an illusion, he really appeared."

Monak frowned and raised his stick: "is it the enemy?"

"Well, it's not, and it's a relative." Su Ming thought for a moment. What did this guy come out for? Do you have nothing to do?

Holloway seemed to understand something. He looked up and sighed. He patted Su Ming on the shoulder and comforted him, "I know, it's the kind of relatives who are particularly difficult to deal with, right? It's like I come home every Christmas and always see my aunt Molly. I'm almost 30 years old this year, and I still have no way to deal with her... But I always have to face it, don't I? "

"Yes, since the relatives will meet, but the time is too much ahead of time, some accidents." Su Ming pricked his teeth and felt some egg pain: "by the way, monak, do you have the kind of magic that can shorten people's small Ding Ding?"

"Er... No, but if you want, I can arrange voodoo rituals to make the enemy feel no part of his body through a long curse."

"Good, then I have a trump card to deal with him..."

he opened the door, raised his umbrella and strode out. At this time, a figure in the street was fighting with the typhoon.

"Audience friends, I'm the front reporter's valedictorian. I'm broadcasting for you in the hell of London!"

He was wearing his trademark black and red uniform. His two knives were inserted in the asphalt pavement, holding the handle of the knife with both hands. The whole person was flying like a colored flag in the wind, and was slowly dragged back by the wind. The double knives left two deep grooves on the road surface, and the soil below was turned out.

"At this time, a typhoon from outer space is fighting with me. The wind in the center is as high as thousands of kilometers per second! If you're not as strong as I am, you'd better not go out today! See the Big Ben over there? It's coming across! "

His head turned to one side, and the strong wind made his face deform, but he still spoke to the nonexistent "audience".

He turned his head to look at the direction of the street, as if there was really some invisible typhoon monster coming. He suddenly felt a little itchy in his nostrils, and he wanted to take out his nose.

"Oh, the strong wind makes my rhinitis relapse. It's really terrible fighting capacity. Let's advance to a section of advertisement!"

Then he released one hand, intended to lift the headgear and pull out his nostrils. Then he found a pair of black and yellow metal boots in front of him.

A masked man in metal armor, holding a black umbrella, was looking down at him with one scarlet eye.

The strong wind makes the nearby garbage fly quickly, but the owner of the armor is still. He can't see the expression of the comer, but he must be as happy as he is?

"Slade? Is that you? " His tone brightened up and wanted to take off his mask and recognize Su Ming: "it's me, Wade, your dearest cousin. Last time you left without saying goodbye, I've been looking for you."

Su Ming is thinking about the reason why death guards appear. Is it a coincidence? Or...

the original name of the death guard was Wade Wilson. It was the product of friendly communication between DC and marvel. The prototype of the death guard was the death knell, and the editors of both sides admitted that they were half brothers.

He has almost all the abilities of the death knell. The martial arts and strength of the original bell are slightly higher, but the self-healing ability of the death attendant is stronger. The death knell likes cold humor, and the Deacon likes to be garrulous. One eye is missing from the death knell, and the valet is rotten because of cancer and x-weapon experiments.

His ever rotting face used to make a lot of people throw up."No, don't take off your mask. It's windy today." A black tentacle came out of the gap in his armor and grabbed Wade's hand to stop him.

Who wants to see the crumpled avocado!

"Well, you are so kind to me that I must take it off! Let you see my moving eyes, which are full of tears

Under the mask, the outline of his face showed an exaggerated expression.

Wade simply released his other hand. Knowing that the symbiont had caught him, he would not be blown away, so he boldly extended his other hand to lift the mask.

"No, I don't want to see it, not at all." Su Ming bent down directly, grabbed his arm, and pulled him from the crosswise under the umbrella.

Wade seemed to understand something and hit his palm with his fist: "I see. Do you envy me for having two eyes? It doesn't matter. I can dig one for you. I'll grow a new one anyway

"Your cancer has spread all over your body, remember? The United States Department of agriculture has declared that your meat is not edible. "

Su Ming knocks out his finger which is going to dig his eyes, and sighs helplessly. It's not a wheel eye. Ignoring the rejection reaction, it can be used if it is dug out. It's no use digging it out to Su Ming.

Besides, one eye doesn't affect the battle. It's a waste of life to find the right eye just for the sake of good appearance.

"Hateful bureaucrat! You know what? Last time they banned the use of mad cow disease beef to make hamburgers, I have complained to them once, really, crazy beef tastes very strong. So I called the president's office and the secretary told me that the president had gone to bear hunting and that her side was the Kremlin. She said her English was not very good, but I think she was lying to me

the dead man began to tuck up the slot. Now he was under the magic umbrella, and his feet were on the ground. He could finally pull the weapon out of the ground and put the two knives away. He began to make complaints about it.

By the way, he warmly hugged the death knell, rubbed his armor with red water stains on his chest, the valet bought a bargain, and his uniform faded in the heavy rain...

"OK, tell me why you are here."

Su Ming pushes him away with the symbiont expressionless. Fortunately, his sense of smell has not recovered. Otherwise, this guy who doesn't bathe all year round will make him vomit.

"That's a long story."

The bodyguard looked at the people and the house behind Su Ming. It should be the place where a few people came out just now? Why don't you go in and have some biscuits?

Isn't it a good day to eat biscuits on rainy days? Chocolate biscuits and so on.

But the symbiont's steel tentacles made it impossible for him to walk. He was tightly bound under his umbrella, and the rain flew across it.

"Then make a long story short."

The symbiont put out two small tentacles from behind, took off Su Ming's helmet, and turned aside like holding a crown.

"Well, how to start? I don't like to make the length shorter... I know my own is very long, but isn't this an advantage? I mean, technology is also very important. Of course, different species should be treated differently. Do you know the HIA Empire? Those birdies are ovoid, but the girls are similar to human beings. You know, the last time I went there with xingjue, we went into a bar, and then hey hey... After that, he came out with his hands on his head, and I had strong legs, um, three legs... Eh? Is this a magic cloak? Is Dr. strange really abandoned? Do you become the new Supreme mage, cousin? Wait a minute. Let me send a network update. First, where is my mobile phone...

the valet bowed his head and began to touch his body, and took things out of his underwear. But he only found a grenade and a pencil. It seems that the mobile phone is not in his underwear.

At this time, Su Ming's hand on his back tightened and loosened on the hilt of the God killer, and his breath gradually became unstable www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!