Warlock of the Marvel Universe

"Can you please take your attention away from the refrigerator? This involves a very complex academic issue and it is very troublesome to explain." Facing the three men who were pointing guns at him, Evanson rolled his eyes, and then he really He took off the lettuce leaves on his head, knocked the caviar on his shoulders and ate it, "Well, it does taste pretty good like this, Black Sea caviar."

But the three people ignored them, which made Evanson feel a little bored. He lowered his eyebrows slightly and decided to let these three people show enough respect. "However, I am still used to using a more normal way." Come and eat." After saying that, he raised his hand and flicked it on his shoulder, and then the fire suddenly appeared, and the caviar hanging on his shoulder was burned clean in an instant, leaving not even a trace of dust.

After doing all this, Evanson felt that he should be able to attract the other party's attention, so he turned around and rummaged through the refrigerator to see if there was anything that had survived his destruction. It doesn’t matter if you can’t eat it, you can just pack it up and take it home.

"Wow, vodka." Evanson's face was filled with surprise, because he found that there was a whole lot of unopened vodka in the refrigerator. It had Russian characters all over it, and he didn't recognize the brand. He thought it must be good stuff.So he opened it without ceremony and took out an onion.

He poured the bottle of ice-cold vodka into a glass and drank it in one gulp, then put a torn piece of onion in front of his nose and sucked hard, "Uh-huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh?"

"This feels different from what was said on the Internet." Evanson put down the cup with a dumbfounded expression on his face, and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes that were caused by the smell. "But this is really exciting."

The woman watching this scene kept shaking her head. She drank vodka and smoked onions. Even ordinary Russians can't stand this one. Okay, you pretentious person, I'll give you zero points.

"Aren't you here just for a drink?" the woman asked a little impatiently.

"Uh-huh, I came here mainly for this." The Evanson man turned to them sideways, dug out a bottle of expensive-looking caviar from the refrigerator, took a spoon and took a bite, and then used it again. I smoothed out the vodka just now and said, "There should be an arms dealer who is dying here. I'm here to save him."

"Sure enough." The woman rolled her eyes with disdain, then put away her pistol and walked over. The two bodyguards did not stop her. He took out a wad of rubles from his small bag and placed it on Evanson with a slap. "Take this money and leave quickly"

"Ah" Evanson was stunned for a moment. He looked at the money and then at the woman in disbelief. Which song was this? Could it be that someone had already cured the arms dealer? It's impossible. I clearly feel like my magic is still working.

"Don't you just do it for money? Don't waste my father's time." The woman turned her back to Evanson and said in disgust, "Take the money and leave quietly. Don't disturb my father, otherwise I will have someone take care of me." You throw it into the mountains to feed the wolves."

"You are the daughter of that arms dealer, right?" Evanson felt extremely insulted. He grabbed the wad of money and threw it into his pocket. "I'm here to save your father. You don't have to do this if you want to inherit the inheritance." Hurry"

"My father needs to go to the hospital to receive correct treatment." The woman turned around suddenly, oh, where did the money I just put on the table go? Now she looked at Evanson with even more contempt, "I have seen such liars. too much"

"Liar" Evanson pointed at his own and shouted, "Do you think I am a liar? Didn't I just show my hand?"

"I said, I've seen too many people like this." The woman stared fiercely.

Looking into Evanson's eyes, he gritted his teeth and said.

Isn't it amazing that the exorcists my father hired during this time wouldn't make fire? The fire in their hands is much bigger than yours, but after all, isn't it just rosin and white phosphorus? It's indeed different to come out of the refrigerator, but so what? Among the people who came during this period, there are also people who came out of the mirror. Isn't it just a magic trick?

"My father should have gone to the hospital to receive comprehensive treatment a long time ago." The woman suddenly took out a pistol and pointed it at Evanson. "It's all you liars who have deceived people. You have kept him at home until now, lying on the bed waiting. die"

"So" the woman slowly opened the foundation of the pistol, "get out of here before I change my mind."

"Hahaha" Evanson's face twitched. Now he almost understood what was going on. He just wanted to say that feudal superstition kills people. It's all because of those messy guys in front who have consumed all their character. As a result, his real owner came and was treated as a liar.

"Natalia"

At this time, a scream suddenly came from outside. The voice sounded very weak, but he yelled out with enough strength, so that the man wheezed like a bellows after shouting.

"Alas" the woman gave Evanson a hard look, then said to the two bodyguards, "Watch this liar" and then turned around and walked outside.

"It's already here, don't you want a drink?" Evanson picked it up and was given a false positive by the two bodyguards. Seeing their indifferent and unmoved faces, Evanson said in a gloomy voice, "No. Drink it? That’s such a shame.”

"Father, what's wrong with you?" As soon as the woman named Natalia walked outside, she saw Milhak lying on the bed and panting. He tried his best to lift half of his body and wanted to get off the bed. He hurried over and kept going. He stroked his father's chest to calm him down, and asked very worriedly, "What on earth is going on?"

"He's coming, he's coming." After Milhak finally regained his breath, he grabbed his daughter's hand and kept repeating in panic, "That person is coming."

"Who is it?" Natalie asked everyone in confusion.

"Devil" Milhak said with a trembling voice, his eyes full of fear.

"Such a title is really too much." At this moment, a slightly angry voice came over. Natalia turned around and saw Evanson walking slowly from the kitchen with his hands behind his back. The two bodyguards lowered their heads. He lowered his head and followed him with strange steps.

"Even if I don't mind the title devil, if someone knows about it, I will charge you royalties." Evanson shook his head. Every time he took a step closer, Milhak's eyes became more frightened, but in this fear , but there is still a glimmer of hope.

"I'm glad you're alive now." Evanson nodded slightly to congratulate him, but he got a little stuck mid-sentence. "Well, what's your name?" After thinking for a while, he said angrily, "Forget it. It doesn’t matter what you call it.”

After saying that, Evanson took out the hand behind his back. There was a cloud of green energy smoke on it. At the same time, the two bodyguards following him fell softly to the ground with a plop. Natalia Looking closely, I found that the two people were as shocked as dry skeletons.

Evanson pointed his hand towards Milhak, and the green energy from it was quickly injected into his body. His withered right half swelled up like a balloon, and he completely recovered in a few seconds. normal.