Marvel: Start with the Eight Wonders

After last night's heavy rain, everything seems to have become fresher, and the air seems to be filled with the smell of earth.

Macdonald Gargan and Madison Gargan were both awake.

After MacDonald woke up, he also remembered the memory that Qing Huai had erased.

After an emotional reunion, MacDonald put her daughter to bed and began gathering her thoughts.

He understood that he had been involved in a dangerous extraordinary event.

The cause of the incident was that he purchased extraterrestrial materials from his comrades for his daughter's illness. Then the alien materials were snatched away by a mysterious man, but the other party cured his daughter's illness.

Then he was noticed by an organization, and that group of people captured him and conducted human experiments.

His memory after that was a little fuzzy. He could only vaguely remember that he was controlled by that organization, and during the time he was controlled, he killed people!

Now that he is conscious and his daughter has returned to him, although some details are not very clear, he feels that he should make some decisions.

A decision that can keep you and your daughter safe!

For example...run away!

He didn't have an idea of ​​where exactly he would go, but he couldn't stay in this home any longer.

So dangerous!

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

McDonald became alert, picked up a baseball bat and hid it behind his back, and walked to the door, "Who?"

The person outside the door did not respond, but simply ignored the door lock, opened the door and came in!

McDonald was frightened and took a few steps back, staring at the man who broke into the house privately.

The man was as natural as entering his own home. He just glanced at McDonald lightly, then moved his eyes to Madison Gargan, and then showed an easy smile.

McDonald walked to his daughter and blocked the man's view. He vaguely recognized the man's face, it was the man who beat him up yesterday.

To be precise, he was the one who rescued him from the control of that mysterious organization.

"Who are you, sir?" MacDonald maintained a polite tone.

"Someone who can make you and your daughter live a happy life." Qinghuai found a place to sit down without ceremony, nodded slightly and stared at McDonald, full of aura.

"Sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean?" McDonald whispered.

"To put it simply, I can give you a job, a job that will allow you to have enough food and clothing, and allow your daughter to live safely." Qinghuai said softly with a vague smile on his lips.

The reason Qinghuai didn't erase Macdonald's memory this time was because he had a new plan.

Take this scorpion man, who is highly compatible with the symbiote, under his command.

After all, Macdonald is not only compatible with the symbiote, but also needs it, and even with the skeletal armor, he is still a scorpion.

There is a spider and a lizard in Qinghuai's basement, and it would be perfect to add a scorpion.

But this scorpion doesn't need to be a death warrior yet.

"Are you the one who treated my daughter?" McDonald asked tentatively.

He vaguely felt similar feelings in Qing Huai to the man who saved his daughter before. Combined with his memory, he had reason to suspect that the two were the same person.

Qinghuai smiled and did not answer McDonald. Instead, he picked up a pen from the table and wrote down an address. "After thinking about it, go to this place and report to a person named Brandon."

After saying that, Qing Huai stood up and left.

He was not here to discuss with MacDonald, but to inform MacDonald.

He knew that what the MacDonalds needed most at this time was safety and money, and he could give them both.

If McDonald really doesn't want to follow Qing Huai, Qing Huai doesn't care. Anyway, he has the skeleton armor and symbiote, so he won't lose no matter what.

Seeing Qing Huai leave like this, McDonald picked up the note on the table and looked at it.

"He is with that bald uncle." Madison Gagan came over and said.

McDonald was stunned for a moment, then squeezed out a smile and stroked his daughter's hair, making a decision in his heart...

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After leaving McDonald's home, Qinghuai drove slowly and came to a street.

It was just a drop-in to Macdonald's house, but his main destination was the New York Sanctuary at 177 Brick Street!

After Qinghuai parked his car, he walked to the door of the Holy of Holies, which looked simple and unpretentious.

After looking up and confirming that everything was correct, Qinghuai reached out to ring the doorbell.

As a result, the door opened automatically before he could press it.

interesting...

The corners of Qinghuai's mouth raised slightly and he walked in.

The first thing that caught his eye was a wide staircase. Qing Huai walked to the front of the staircase, looked around the silent interior of the Holy of Holies, and shouted in a low voice: "Hello? Is there anyone there?"

"Go back." A man's voice sounded.

Qinghuai looked back and saw a man standing on the originally empty stairs.

The man has a beard on his face and a red cloak.

"The person you are looking for is not here." The man continued the first half of his sentence.

"Are you...?" Qing Huai looked at the other party's familiar attire and opened his mouth to confirm the other party's identity.

"You can call me Stephen." The man said, "I am a student of Master Gu Yi."

Sure enough, Stephen Strange, this person should be Doctor Strange without a doubt.

"I'm here to see your teacher." Qing Huai talked to Stephen across the stairs.

"He's not here." Stephen said, "Please come back."

Qing Huai keenly noticed that Stephen was using him, so... is the Ancient One of this universe a man?

"He knew I was coming?" Qing Huai asked Stephen, who was obviously waiting for him: "He doesn't want to see me?"

Stephen, who was about to go upstairs, stopped, sighed and said, "It's not that I don't want to see him, it's that he can't see him."

"What do you mean?" Qing Huai asked. Sometimes he was really annoyed by people like this who didn't speak clearly.

Although he is also a warlock and understands this kind of behavior, understanding is understanding, and annoying is really annoying.

After Stephen was silent for a moment, he turned back and looked at Qing Huai with a solemn expression, "He is dead."

"What??" Qinghuai didn't expect such an answer.

This is somewhat outrageous. It is not unacceptable for you to say that he is practicing Qinghuai in seclusion.

But saying he was dead completely blocked Qing Huai's mouth.

Qinghuai thought, the dignified Supreme Mage would not pretend to be dead just to hide from him, so... is he really dead?

"Sorry." Qing Huai replied politely, and then asked: "Can I ask when it happened?"

"Yesterday." Doctor Strange replied.

After a pause, Stephen added: "He did know that you would come. He said that if you don't understand anything, just follow your heart and do whatever you want."

Qing Huai couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was not a superman, so he could really do whatever he wanted.

"Is this all he told you?" Qing Huai asked.

"Yes." Stephen nodded, "That's all."

Qing Huai and Stephen looked at each other across the stairs for a moment, their eyes fell on Stephen's chest, and finally gave up the idea of ​​reading Doctor Strange's memory here.

Qinghuai smiled and said, "Excuse me."

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