Warlock of the Marvel Universe

"Let's do the preparations first." In an abandoned factory outside London, Evanson looked at Peggy Carter who was lying unconscious on a table and said, "Let's start applying magic patterns to her."

Sarah and the others were scattered all over London, and then they were summoned by Evanson, so that they could delay the time of being found by SHIELD. Evanson didn't want anyone to disturb the ceremony.

"Okay boss." After Sarah received the order, she began to remove the clothes of the unconscious Peggy Carter.

Of course, it is better to tattoo things like magic patterns on the body through tattooing.Of course, if you insist on using colored pens to draw on your body...that's not impossible.

However, you can imagine that every time you take a shower, you may rub too hard and lose a piece of it. When you come back, you can only repair it yourself in front of the mirror. If it is on the back, you have to ask someone for help, which is very troublesome. Yes or no?In fact, this is not the scariest thing. If you sweat too much during the battle and the magic pattern flowers are lost, then there will really be no place to cry.

Therefore, Peggy Carter, who has been a good girl all her life, now at the age of 90, resolutely gets a tattoo that is even more unconventional than the Buried Love Family.

And her tattoo master seemed even more unreliable. Sarah was seen holding a dagger emitting green evil energy, as if she wanted to disembowel the person in front of her, rather than tattooing magic patterns on her body.

As a devil, his behavior will always be rough in some aspects. Using a dagger tattoo is actually quite conservative.Some demons, in order to be able to remember these magic patterns that make them stronger and enjoy the weak pain at the same time, they choose to get the magic patterns by directly peeling off that piece of skin.

"Seriously, boss." Sarah held the dagger and traced the outline of the magic pattern on Peggy Carter's body. Although the blade did not penetrate the skin at all, the shoes on it had already imprinted the lines on it.She suddenly winked and said to Evanson, "Aren't you going to come in person? This is a rare and good opportunity."

Of course, tattoos cannot be done while wearing clothes, and the people who created these magic tattoos definitely did not consider the issue of protecting personal privacy, so now Peggy Carter is almost nudity, and the magic tattoos also have to go through some sensitive and indescribable things on her body. The place.

"Hmph..." Evanson snorted disdainfully. I am a good young man with noble moral character. How could I do such a thing that takes advantage of others' danger and disregards propriety, justice and shame?He immediately said to Sarah righteously, "If she were 60 years younger, do you think I would leave this job to you?"

Fortunately, Peggy Carter is in a coma now, otherwise she would have suffered from cerebral thrombosis and heart disease at the same time.

"Besides, I have other things to take care of." Evanson looked to another part of the room.

"Yes." Sarah temporarily stopped what she was doing, raised her head and glanced at Evanson very dissatisfied, and said, "That one is indeed more attractive, and I also added a few points to her."

"Work with peace of mind..." Evanson tugged on his sleeves and said, "If she refuses to cooperate, it's up to you."

Sarah “wish she was stronger.”

Evanson shook his head slightly and walked to the corner of the room, where a woman was tied to a chair.

She looks about 25 years old. She has blond hair tied behind her head. She is wearing a long black dress with a red ribbon. She has Slavic features on her face, especially her lipsticked lips.

, indeed has great attraction to people.

The woman lowered her head slightly, as if she had fainted. Evanson moved a stool and sat across from her and said, "Are you still going to keep pretending?"

"Have you discovered it?" Sure enough, the woman raised her head and spoke with an accent that sounded like an old American TV series from the 50s. While speaking softly, she also looked at Evanson seductively. .

"You don't have to think about breaking away, you can't." Evanson said unmoved.

"Yeah..." The woman curled her lips. It seemed that she had tried it many times. "I didn't expect this method to have such an effect."

The current binding method on women also has a scientific name, called tortoise shell binding.This is what Sarah said about adding attraction.

"It's okay, mainly because of my rich experience." Evanson told the truth. He can guarantee that this binding method was not learned after Sarah came to this world.So I don’t know how many wives this little succubus had tied up in her tortoise shell when she was hanging out with the Legion.

Unfortunately, judging from the very slight twitch at the corner of this woman's mouth, she obviously misunderstood who the experienced person was referring to.

"Let's talk about your problem first, madam." Evanson changed the subject and said coldly to the woman, "Your appearance was not in my plan. What should I do with you?"

Just after the matter was settled, Evanson supported the trembling Peggy Carter and prepared to leave.But as soon as they walked out of the door, the proprietress of the clothing store opposite walked towards them.

And she seemed to be in a hurry, walking in a panic, and seemed to bump into Evanson accidentally.

Evanson, who was hit, clearly felt something hard pressing against him.Damn it, girl, are you still a mastermind?

Evenson looked down and breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a delicate women's pistol, which seemed to be a pair with Peggy Carter's.However, Evanson didn't appreciate it very much. With a gentle tap on the other party, the woman didn't even have the strength to pull the trigger and collapsed directly into Evanson's arms.

Since this was on the street, Evanson didn't want to cause a disturbance, so he had to help her into the car.Well, it was Peggy Carter's car.

"Oh, poor Dottie, she's always unlucky when she's with me." Unexpectedly, Carter knew this woman, and there was a hint of naughtiness in her voice.

"Is she your protective agent?" Evanson sat in the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt, and looked in the rearview mirror and asked.

"No." Carter sat in the back seat, looked at the woman in his arms and said with a smirk, "She is an...old friend of mine."

"Old friend?" Evanson remembered that at the beginning, Peggy Carter mistakenly thought that she was Dottie, who was this woman, while half asleep.But "she doesn't look old at all."

"Dottie Underwood." Carter said the woman's name. "If you checked my file, you must have seen this name."

"Dottie...Underwood..." Evanson tried hard to recall the name, and finally asked in surprise, "Is she the Dottie Underwood? She has lived until now, and she is so young."

"Of course..." Carter said lovingly, stroking Dottie's hair who had passed out.