American Comics: The Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Aaron's shadow clone, the widowed sister, and the Howling Commandos fought with the Ghost Rider for more than half a night, but because of the one blessed by hellfire, he ran out of the supersonic motorcycle until the Ghost Rider was full. After drinking enough and having enough fun, all you can do is eat ashes.

In order to fight for a long time, everyone had to withdraw their troops and take a short rest.

After resting for just over an hour, it started to get dark.

Then Aaron heard the soft sound of the door opening and the tiptoeing, barely audible footsteps.

Then a delicate body with a fragrant wind got into Alon's bed.

Aaron also snickered, thinking to himself, eldest sister, you are in a good mood, and you are still thinking of joking.

"Hey, it's cool. Are you sincere or not?"

The shadow clone was aroused by the cold combat uniform on the widowed sister and said helplessly.

"Little Aaron, do you really want sincerity?" The widow smiled softly and stretched out her hand to draw circles on Aaron's chest.

"Okay, let's get up." Aaron's shadow body and mind said that he was really a female temptress. Fortunately, it was not his true body, otherwise he might not have to accept the same test as Elder Tang.

"Hurry up, don't be late." The widowed sister walked towards the door and said with a smile without looking back.

"Okay." Aron walked towards the bathroom and waved his hand without looking back.

[Although the widowed sister has no problem holding on, she still subconsciously wants to spend more time with familiar people. 】

Aaron also knew that although the widowed sister had a strong mind and quickly accepted the fact of supernatural existence, she still subconsciously wanted to find someone familiar to talk about it, or to find some real feelings.

After a little fuss and some adjustment, there will be no problem in my heart.

Little did the widowed sister know that the person she was looking for was actually the supernatural being that challenged her outlook the most.

The morgue at S.H.I.E.L.D.

"It's not the same method, it's the power of darkness, but it's specious."

Midnight Werewolf Jack Russell said with a frown as he sniffed a corpse.

There were about a dozen similar corpses in the entire morgue. There was no abnormality in the body, except for a pair of burnt black eyes that had become densely hollowed out.

From a distance, they look like two black holes, telling the story of the horror they have experienced.

It was the same criminals who fed Ghost Rider to his belly last night.

"It's not the same group of people. Obviously, this is a lone ranger." Dam Dugan said in a deep voice.

After seeing those blurry images of Ghost Rider that were captured sporadically, and the long dragon of flames, everyone present felt a little heavy, one after another.

"The targets chosen are also completely different. They are all criminals. It seems that we have another extrajudicial vigilante." Aron said.

"Perhaps we can try to make contact? There is no coincidence in the world. This... existence is very likely to be related to the previous wave of people. It may be a breakthrough." The widowed sister rolled her eyes and continued.

Dam Dugan's eyes also lit up. After thinking about it, he said in a deep voice: "But since it is a supernatural event, maybe he sensed... evil based on some special ability?"

"The candidates for contact need to be screened."

"Since I am a rider, maybe I can start from this aspect. Is there any connection with that popular rider?"

After working together, everyone quickly came up with a plan.

…

"What did you get in the end from that contract?"

"remorse."

While Aaron's shadow clone was discussing with the Howling Commandos, Aaron's true form also followed him to the gravesite of Johnny's father.

Throughout the whole process, I watched the interaction between a unique old cowboy chewing tobacco leaves and Johnny.

[This is the guardian of the contract, Carter Slade. The contract...can't feel any abnormal fluctuations. Did Lao Mo do something about it? 】

Aaron felt that Carter Slade, an old cowboy, was like a candle in the wind, relying on the remaining power of hellfire to maintain his life, but it felt a bit tricky.

This man couldn't move.

Although Hellfire had touched the law-level power, Carter Slade had too little of it, and he could barely maintain his life, so he had to use a little less.

After constant consumption until now, Carter Slade will transform into the Ghost Rider whenever he makes an action that provokes Hellfire to resist.

Carter Slade's final transformation.

Then the hellfire will burn up everything in him and go out.

This person, who has no grievances, can only show up to see him and talk about it first.

"Mr. Slade." Aaron changed his face casually, walked up to the old cowboy, and said with a smile.

"Who are you? You've got the wrong person." The old cowboy said nonchalantly as he held a shovel, spit out the tobacco leaves in his mouth, and looked at Alon sideways.

Aaron shook his head and said: "I'm sure not, Mr. Carter Slade, as for me, I want to talk to you about the contract."

"Who are you?" The old cowboy stood up straight and stared at Aaron, holding a shovel in one hand and touching his lower back with the other.

Aaron waved his hand and said: "Don't be nervous, Mr. Slade, I am not sent by the existence you are hiding from."

"You know a lot of things." The old cowboy said solemnly, without letting down his guard at all.

The old cowboy has been hiding for so long, and it's all a bit confusing.

"Well, this is not the place to talk. Let's talk somewhere else...Master, I'm sorry for bothering you."

When the old cowboy heard this, he was just about to make a move when he felt an instant change in time and space. It was still the surrounding environment, but there seemed to be a layer of barrier, and everything became unreal.

"Who are you?" The old cowboy looked at the slender figure with a bald head and a yellow shirt coming from the void, and finally let down his guard.

The old cowboy is not ignorant. He knows that this extraordinary method will definitely not be defeated. He can't just use the last Ghost Rider transformation, so he might as well talk about it.

"Hello, I am Gu Yi, a mage." Gu Yi gently shook the folding fan with one hand and nodded with a smile.

The old cowboy's demeanor quickly calmed him down. After hearing Gu Yi's introduction, he asked: "Let's be honest, what is your purpose?"

"What if I said, we want to solve your problem once and for all?"

"Do you really have a way? You know, that guy is..." The old cowboy knew that if he was willing to talk to him like this, once and for all, it didn't mean to slap him to death and let him die once and for all.

It’s about saying that there is really a way, or that I am really confident that there is a way to solve this problem.

If Mo Du, that black man, heard someone questioning his beloved Master, he would immediately start complaining.

However, Aaron just said: "I defeated the Witch Heart Demon once before... I said it was unwarranted. How about this, Master, find a place where there is no one?"

"Okay." Master Gu Yi made a small circle and opened the portal.

"Double flow of Qi·Guan Tian Divine Strike·Times of Strings and Songs Chaos!"