Warlock of the Marvel Universe

So I would say that the most annoying thing about dealing with these people who are interested in intelligence is that no matter what kind of privacy you have, they will pull it out for you so that they can slap you in the face when you show off.Oh, Claire, why are you looking at me like that?

Here, Evanson was suddenly exposed by Nick Fury. Before he could refute, he found that Claire, who had been sitting on the side holding a magazine and looking at it, suddenly dropped the magazine on the table with a crash. , a dangerous cold light shot towards Evanson in his eyes.

Okay, it turns out that you have so much money and have been crying in front of me for so long. Now you don’t want to buy me a bag, so forget it. I don’t like that kind of luxury goods anyway.But that day I fell in love with a collector’s edition game that was not very expensive. I told you just to experience the feeling of being given a gift. But you’re lucky. You actually went over the wall to a mainland country on the other side of the world and downloaded a perfect game. Give me the cracked version, and when it’s done, you still smile and ask for credit.Yaya, I have to play a game with an English-Chinese dictionary.

Oops, Claire is getting more and more worried now, and the eyes she looks at Evanson are getting more and more dangerous, and Evanson's heart is trembling, "Claire, why are you looking at me like this?"

Claire originally wanted to tell the truth and ask Evanson to hand over all his salary cards to her for safekeeping in the future. After thinking about it, I felt a little embarrassed, and if his financial lifeline was completely cut off, I might He was forced to become a pretty boy being kept by those two female devils. Don't talk about eating soft food and having no moral integrity. Talking about moral integrity with Evanson was simply difficult for him.

So Claire swallowed back the words that were stuck in her throat, raised her eyes and raised her eyebrows and shouted loudly, "Look, why am I asking? I'm not the one asking, are you poor or stingy?"

But unfortunately, what Claire didn’t know was that after that indescribable night with the Ereda twins, although the salary card was still in Evanson’s hand, the mobile banking was opened on the Ereda twins’ phones.

"Yeah," Evanson groaned, and couldn't help but feel sad, sniffled, and muttered two words: "Poor."

"What?" Claire and Nick Fury asked in unison.

"I don't dare to spend a penny of the money that the director gave me." Evanson's face was distorted and he was crying, and he raised a trembling finger. "I grew up in an orphanage, and I have been poor since I was a child. I was scared. When I saw the money in my account, it was like seeing a backpack filled with orange equipment. Only by doing that would I feel at ease."

"Oh, I'll go." Nick Fury clutched his chest, feeling his heart throbbing. "If you were to make a movie with your acting skills, you would probably have won a statuette by now."

"That's right." Evanson nodded with deep approval, "If you invite me to make a movie, the crew can even save the money on special effects and give it to me."

"I really want to issue an order to turn the plane back to Tahiti and use the surgery originally prepared for Coulson on you." Nick Fury said fiercely.

"Forget it." Evenson shuddered unexpectedly. After visiting the base this time, he also took a special look at the fully automatic robotic arm that was preparing to perform brain surgery on Keson. The stinging needles make people shudder when they see them.

"Alas" Nick Fury sighed helplessly. Among the superheroes he knew, no matter whether they existed in real life or in comic novels, none of them were loyal to others and regarded money as dirt. How could such a generous person who worries about life suddenly appear as a poor and weird person like Evanson?

Looking at Evanson's pitiful appearance, although he knew that the grandson must be pretending, he still softened his heart and tugged on his coat, "How about taking my body away first?" But when Evanson wanted to do it right away Just before agreeing, he said, "No, you can't lift your shoulders."

Damn, the corners of Evanson's eyes kept twitching. There was nothing that could be done about it. In terms of height, he was almost the same as Nick Fury, and even a little taller. But in terms of width, is there any black man who is indeed wider than him?

"It's really not possible." Seeing that Nick Fury really didn't want to give up on changing his clothes, Evanson had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. "You can give me the suit that was assigned to senior agents at that time." That suit is not It is handmade, but it is indeed made of wool. Although it is ready-to-wear, it is still a bit high-end.

"Didn't I send it to you?" Nick Fury was shocked after hearing this request. "No, I sent my subordinates to ask for the opinions of consultants. He said that 12 consultants tend to wear their own suits."

"Bullshit" Evanson almost spat in Nick Fury's face. "SHIELD has only two consultants now. One is me and the other is Tony Stark. What is his financial situation and what is his family background?"

"No problem, I'll come back to you later." With Nick Fury's words, this problem was solved.

But Evanson looked a little proud and said, "Remember to send me a few more sets. I have to change them. By the way, this thing doesn't seem to be hand washable. You can send me a dry cleaning machine by the way."

"I'll give you another woolen mill." Nick Fury yelled with veins popping on his head and turned around and left the living room. If he didn't leave before he could dedicate himself to world peace, he would be so angry that he died.

Evanson watched Nick Fury leave in a rage, and immediately turned around and sat on the sofa next to Claire, "Claire, I have something to discuss with you."

"It's about your mission this time." Claire buried her face in the magazine and didn't even raise her head when she spoke. "Go and tell your legendary magic story to a little girl, huh, and this little girl is from a wealthy family. Thousands of gold.”

"Ah, these words are so sour." Evanson said jokingly, but before making Claire look anxious, Evanson's face straightened out, "You don't have to worry too much, real wealthy people never do things badly." On the surface, that little girl is one year older than me, so she should be an old girl. Her wanting to listen to my story is just a reason, the real reason is that her father wants to win her over."

"Win over" Claire suddenly came out of the Eight O'clock magazine, "The most effective way to win over since ancient times is nothing more than marriage."

"Ah" Evanson was confused at this moment. Yes, when it came to wooing him, he only thought about money, but what if that Gideon Malik suddenly said that he wanted to betroth his daughter to me? , I can agree to this for any benefit, absolutely not

Evanson made up his mind and put his arms around Claire's shoulders. "Don't worry. Marriage depends on the partner. Is a marriage with him comparable to a marriage with Kama Taj?"

"Humph" Claire hummed softly in Evanson's arms and closed her eyes.But she suddenly remembered the reminder Melinda gave her. In the past, Evanson deliberately hid his strength and acted in a low profile, so no one cared about him.But now as his strength shows, he will be like a swaying flower, attracting countless butterflies. If you don't grasp it well, you may be snatched away by others.