Chapter 3004

Next to the famous "deck" desk, the diligent president of the United States is working at his desk. He has just sent away the Secretary of state and others. He is very serious about drawing villains in the signature of various government reports.

But the truth is only in the hands of a few people. In the eyes of ordinary people, the name of the president of the United States is well written there. They will only admire their own black president and even smile when dealing with official business.

"Now that you're here, come out and talk, death knell, or Su Ming? Which language do you prefer me to call you? Don't worry, no one can hear us. I've divided the space between us. "

The happy tall black man put down his pen, stood up, opened his arms, turned and looked out of the window, revealing a row of white teeth

"Oh, I've noticed your new weapon, and I know you're going to test it with me. It's a good weapon, it's very good... But I can tell you the result directly. Everything with the concept of 'weapon' doesn't work for me."

The knell appeared outside the office, looking at the black people through the glass: "can you let me cut it? Just try

The gold in his hand brightened, and he pressed it on the weapon in his other hand.

The golden light and the night sword merge together, and the sky and the earth change color at once. The sound of cracking comes from the surrounding space. The world begins to peel off like rotten ceiling paint, and everything in the field of vision begins to fade, leaving only a few lines.

But the death knell and the president have colors. They still exist.

"How's it going? I've cut this knife, and now I believe it? " He took a step and went straight through the glass of the office to the lawn of the White House: "I know you are always on guard against me, but there is no need to do so... You are very special. I'm here just to witness something. You can treat me as if I don't exist, but you have to let Wade come to play games with me often."

"Did you get away..." Su Ming put away his weapon, and the vision of heaven and earth around him returned to the normal state, as if nothing had happened: "this only shows that I am not strong enough, not that the weapon is not good enough."

"Ha ha, don't waste your time with me. I'm a good person who is harmless to human beings and animals. At least for the time being, when the presidency comes, I'll leave." The black president showed a bright smile. He turned to the office and walked through the wall: "you have enough weapons to kill duchesside. Isn't that the answer you want? Now you get it from me. "

The bell had gone, and he disappeared on the lawn as if he had never been here.

The black Pharaoh sat back in his presidential leather chair. Time began to flow again. He took a sip of orange soda on the table, nodded his head with satisfaction, and continued to work. Then he drew villains and wrote indescribable words.

....................

He left the death knell on the South Lawn of the White House and returned to kamataji. He sat in the reception room, playing with the golden light in his hand, thinking deeply.

In fact, the knife just now hit the target, but it lacks some ability to restrain the "ancients", so there is no way to cut off the continuity of Naiya's existence. That is to say, its existence is higher than the current 40K reality level, so it has achieved a harmless effect.

But it's not nothing, at least I know some news, and heifalao also hinted something, he seems to be waiting for the audience.

The stage should be the earth.

But I don't see any sign at the moment, secret war? There's no cosmic collision yet.

The science and technology that we have brought to the world of people in black are gradually and slowly improving the living standards of human beings. However, we have not made great strides. More importantly, it is the silent influence of spring rain.

Do you mean to experiment with two parallel worlds?

However, although heifalao is a part of NAIA, he is not NAIA. He is more like an independent acting personality. He is also an actor who specializes in playing politicians. He is not interested in cosmic experiments.

"Modu, come here."

Su Ming knocked on the table and put away his weapon.

A strong man with black tight leather pants and greasy bare arms came in. Today, he also wore a pair of iron shoes with nails. He looks very hard.

"Master? What can I do for you? "

"Do you have a way to contact master Gu Yi? Or has she been back to Kama Taj recently? "

The knell pushed the morning tea snack to the mage and let him have a taste.

Mo Du laughed. He took a peach blossom cake and put it into his mouth. He also licked his big thumb: "thank you for your dessert. It's really delicious, but we haven't heard from Gu Yi recently. Didn't she contact you?"

"Well, well, where's master monek?" Su Ming poured himself a cup of tea and watched the water float gently.

"The day before yesterday, he came to Kamata Taj for a walk and used the massage chair you brought back." This time, modu can answer the question. He smeared a handful of palm oil that wrapped his chest hair into a lump, and said with a smile: "during the massage, when we chatted, he said that he was recently in the" no door bar "to guide young people's questions."

The BarWithNoDoors is as like as two peas to DC. The prototype is Bobo's "forgotten bar", which is almost exactly the same.

What's the difference? One boss is an orangutan, the other boss is a floating head.

In a word, customers are all magicians. Ordinary people can't get in.

No door bar is located deep underground in Manhattan, New York, but it is not that there are no doors in the real sense, but that there are too many doors. As long as you master the corresponding mantra, you can enter the bar through the door of the power maintenance room in many subway stations in the world.

Different from the mix of good and bad in the forgotten bar, the evil mages who use the black magic in Marvel world are hiding like the ground mouse, so the most guests in the no door bar are those who do some gray business, and no evil mage in the real sense will go there and have a bad time.

In addition, at 40K on earth, Kamata Taj has been changed by the knell devil. All the apprentices and teachers have to be able to smoke, drink and perm. Therefore, they have basically become regular customers of bars, just like many students in Hogwarts go to "three brooms" on holidays.

Monek himself often goes there. He has some basic knowledge of witchcraft. When he goes there, he can trade materials directly with African shamans who are also bar guests. He can buy some bat dung, monkey bones, hyena eyes and other things as casting materials. There is no middleman to make a difference.

Even if the middleman is Huaxi Village under the Taj Mahal, the price difference will eventually fall into the hands of the knell, he is still unwilling.

But where is he guiding the young wizard? Su Ming didn't believe it at all. He was tired of taking care of rabbits every day. How could he have the heart to instruct strangers?

there must be a catch in it.

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