I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Wick's house.

Watson rested his hand on his chin, his eyes fixed on the blocks in front of him.

Arianna was taken to the beauty salon by Mrs. Wick today, and it was said that she was going to make a new look for the little girl.

The last time Ariana came back dressed as a movie character, she happened to be seen by Mrs. Wick.

Seeing that her daughter had the same interest as herself, the lady immediately pulled Arianna away.

Completely ignoring her husband who was dressed as a movie character like Ariana.

Watson, the old man who was left at home, was sitting on the sofa. He felt that half of his buttocks were numb in this position.

He moved, looked up and saw the muzzles of the guns, he froze and said: "I just move."

There are now six people in Wick's family.

With the exception of Watson, Mycroft sat across from four of his agents.

"Don't you have anything to say, Watson?" Mycroft sat across from Watson.

There was a strange color in his eyes, and he asked, "About that subway station where you appeared."

Explanation?

I stepped out to mess around, who can explain it to me!

Watson can't say that he took his son to climb the tower yesterday, and then his son asked him to take him to the subway station by the way, right?

So, Silence is today's Wick House.

He was silent, meaning nothing to explain.

Such a performance has become the default in the eyes of McCoff.

"I'm actually curious about the strange reaction you had with Alec Hopkins the last time you went to Seventh Place," Mycroft said flatly, "Do you know each other?"

Watson remained silent.

Mycroft continued: "Not only do you know each other, but you are not in an ordinary relationship."

Crap, he's my son's dean.

Watson pretends to be deep

Shen.

"You know him, which means that you also have a connection with the people behind him," McCoff looked at Watson and said, "And you are not a wizard."

"Tell me, Watson," Mycroft leaned forward, aggressive eyes, "your relationship with the man behind."

"The missing weapon appeared in the military area, and the list you gave is consistent with the wizard."

"As an underground president, why do you have contact with wizards?"

McCaw needed an answer.

Watson finally raised his head, his eyes were deep.

then……

Moved the other half of the buttocks.

Mainly because I sat for too long, my buttocks became numb.

McCaw took a deep breath.

Why can this person be so presumptuous?

Are you afraid that you will really do it yourself?

The agents were also shocked by the calm demeanor of the underground president.

You must know that Watson is being watched by four of Britain's most elite agents, and these people have the ability to take Watson's life at any time.

Even so, Watson still didn't panic.

The indifference in his eyes seemed that the people in front of him were just a group of children with toys.

The underground president is so terrifying.

They even sat like this all morning.

Just when the pointer jumped to eleven o'clock, Watson spoke.

"My wife is coming back soon." Watson said with a serious expression, "Why don't you go back first and come back in the afternoon?"

provocative!

Definitely provocative!

This is questioning the professionalism of MI[-], ah no, MI[-]!

An agent exchanged glances with Mycroft, then nodded.

The next second, the agent raised his gun and fired.

The bullet grazed Watson's thigh and hit the sofa.

Watson: "...

... "

Mycroft: "..."

Agent, he thought he read Mycroft's eyes.

Mycroft silently turned his head to look at the agent, "What are you doing?"

The agent was a little confused and asked, "Didn't you tell me to shoot him to warn him?"

Mycroft's eyebrows twitched, and he said, "I'll let you go out first!"

Where did this agent come from, what kind of eyes are he reading randomly?

However, Watson Wick could keep calm even like this, the underground president really has courage.

Little did he know that Watson didn't even react. After all, who would have thought that the agent would be so stupid.

The agents are ready to go out.

But Watson couldn't sit still.

I really can't sit still.

Because of the sofa under his ass.

The sofa, which was originally plain, was deformed rapidly.

Immediately afterwards, Watson was forced to stand up.

The sofa had already stood up and smashed an armrest of the sofa towards the agent who fired the gun.

The agent who didn't react flew out directly.

The other agents reacted and drew their weapons to shoot without thinking twice.

The carpet under their feet was rolled up, and the three of them were tied up like chicken rolls.

The carpet kept shrinking, causing the bones of the three of them to be strangled.

Mycroft looked over there, then at Watson, and said, "Now, you need to explain."

Watson thought for a while and said, "Actually, this is new fully automatic furniture imported from the United States."

Clearly, there was no way Mycroft would believe this botched lie.

Sitting down again, this time it was Watson's turn to be on the same sofa with Mycroft.

"It's not used to sitting so close for the first time." Watson sat aside a little.

The agents are already outside the door.

Just two people now.

"You don't have to explain," said Mycroft, "but you should know

, What happened here was known by others. "

"I thought we were friends." Watson said with a headache. "As a friend, you should know that there are some questions you shouldn't ask."

"I don't need to ask you, let the people behind you come out." Mycroft sneered, "You always have to make a choice."

"Okay." Watson sighed, "I can tell you."

He said seriously: "You also know that in the underground world, there are always some mysterious people appearing."

after awhile.

Mycroft rubbed his temples, resisting the urge to smash the half-assembled building blocks on the table on Watson's head.

"You mean, you bought these from the wizard you met in the underground world?"

Watson nodded, and said with a harmless face: "Yes."

"I think I've given you a chance, Watson Wick." Mycroft got up to leave.

Just at this time.

An owl flies in.

Mycroft glanced at it and stopped.

Get some information from the wizard, the owl is among those ranks.

Qiqi flew to Watson and put down a letter.

Watson glanced at Mycroft and opened the letter.

What's inside lets him make a choice.

"I think another person can explain it for you." Watson looked outside and said, "But you need to change places."

Mycroft looked at Watson and said, "I hope you're not joking this time."

"Of course not." Watson looked enthusiastic.

...

The agent waited outside for a while, but there was no movement inside.

As a professional agent, the agent who was punched by the couch suggested that they need to ask Mr. McCoff if he needs

help.

They did not wait for a reply from McCaughey, however.

The four people who had a secret secret, pushed open the half-closed door.

after that……

"Roar--!"

The door was closed again.

No one told them that there was a dragon in Wick's house.

It's rare for Qiqi to look at the deserted house with a majestic look and secretly make up his mind.

I will protect the Wick family!

Well, first go to the refrigerator to see if there is any meat to eat.

Qiqi happily turned into a fire dragon and opened the refrigerator, looking at the meat inside, it drooled unapologetically.

...