I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

John's life became simpler.

Black and white owls stand on the second floor of the manor. They curl their necks in the study and look like a ball from the back.

Riddle often flies out, and sometimes it appears at a high place in the city for a bird's-eye view.

Basil is simple and rude, and he will teach the owls that pass through his territory a lesson.

Occasionally, some walking dogs will be attacked by it.

Tom now has an interesting job.

It followed behind Martha, making Martha, who was afraid of dogs, wish she had two extra legs.

Martha's ability is not as bad as imagined.

The ability to control blood allows her to increase blood circulation speed and improve her physical fitness.

It can also make the blood in your body become more resistant in an instant.

She was now slicing her palms and using her blood to form a spider web in front of her, trying to stop Tom who was running towards him with his tongue lolling.

The condensed spider web is so tough that it can lift three adults.

But Tom opened his mouth wide, and his sharp teeth disintegrated the blood like chewing through marshmallows.

"Why are the teeth so sharp!"

Martha wailed and continued running.

After a few more visits, she collapsed due to excessive blood loss.

John looked at the time, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a little better than last time. I lasted sixteen minutes."

Martha gave a weak thumbs up as Tom licked her head with his tongue.

The vines that sprouted from the ground rolled up the people and packed them back to the manor.

The phone vibrated, and John glanced at it. It was a message from Natasha.

More than three months have passed since SHIELD disintegrated.

People from S.H.I.E.L.D. moved around and changed units.

Don't forget, there is also a super rich man in the Avengers.

Tony directly financed the construction of Avengers Tower.

John seriously suspected that Fury's fundamental purpose in wooing Tony was to see the financial resources of the world's richest man.

Natasha didn't talk about Steve, so she probably knew that John and Steve had a falling out.

During this time, Natasha conducted an in-depth investigation into Hydra.

Although Alexander died, the mystery he left behind remains difficult to explain.

For example, Zola knew about John's existence, and even John himself was confused about it.

When he was in school, there was basically no such thing as the Internet.

Later, in the magical world, it was closed and had little communication with the world of ordinary people.

But Zola accurately revealed John's existence and threatened to get rid of him.

"Is it Grindelwald?"

John was lost in thought.

Grindelwald is a terrifying figure in the wizarding world.

His appearance represents the beginning of chaos in the magical world.

But even Grindelwald couldn't match Zola's time.

After his defeat in 1945, Grindelwald became the only resident of Nurmengard.

The date of Zola's death simply didn't add up.

Grindelwald is now exiled by John in the Wizarding City, where no one can enter the cage except him.

No means of communication with the outside world could exist there.

More importantly, as the leader of Hydra, Alexander didn't even know that his memory had been modified.

John used Legilimency to investigate, and a section of Alexander's memory was erased.

These things are full of doubts.

There are also the Skrulls who specifically guided John to SHIELD headquarters. They are all controlled by the same person.

Looking at the message sent by Natasha, John said to himself: "Ivan is finally going to go to war with Stark."

Just yesterday, an arrogant and domineering man sent Tony a message through the computer to arrange a fight.

The third generation of Ivan’s fighters can’t wait to appear.

Tony is also very aware that this is his battle, and he will not drag a group of Avengers over to fight without moral integrity.

The peak showdown between the two war armors.

It doesn't have much to do with John.

Martha now loves Chinese food, especially Maoxuewang.

It probably has something to do with the remnants of vampires.

Every time John saw a girl with a Western face, holding two chopsticks and eating a portion of Maoxuewang with two chopsticks as if her fingers were disobedient, he always felt a sense of disobedience.

Martha is now a regular at the estate.

Sometimes you can see her staring at the bloody dissection video and eating the same red Maoxuewang with relish.

John hesitated to speak.

Are all medical students so tough?

The Vampire Council missed the mark and was not destroyed by the group.

But they're not having it easy either.

When one Cowper disappears, there will be another.

Vampires are now frightened, and there are even fewer missing persons in London.

Things at the Ministry of Magic have also become less frequent.

John searched the entire London and found that the uninvited guest from another world was no longer in the city.

In a country in Northern Europe, there were reports of vampires being killed.

The techniques were consistent, and traces of silver nails and killings were found.

It appears the gang has left the UK.

People who cannot be detected by magic also disappear from the Internet.

Either the opponent is assisted by a super artificial intelligence, or they can move through something similar to a portal.

No matter which one it is, it is difficult to find out.

Since it is coming towards you, then the soldiers will stop it and the water will cover it.

...

A small country in Northern Europe.

The vampire viscount living here was shot in the head.

Furui pulled out the sword that pierced the Viscount's body and watched as the body began to turn into ashes.

The blade took care of the viscount's personal guard and shook off the blood on the sword.

"These Hagui tribe are really pathetic."

He watched human beings die without expression.

Immortality has never lacked suitors, and even alternative forms of immortality are highly sought after.

Another John was reloading the pistol, checking to see if the bullet had jammed.

Pushing open the door of the Viscount's treasure, they took away the contents.

Blade said: "Give us a name for our team?"

Before Furui could speak, the man had already spoken.

"Just call him a rebel."

Pulling the bolt, without looking, he raised the gun and shot it through the wall, shattering the vampire's head.

The strange thing is that he clearly used normal bullets.

But let the vampire die.

"Why?" Furui asked, crossing her arms.

"Because we are going to do something treacherous."

The white smoke from the muzzle gradually dissipated.

"We are enemies of magic," he said.

A force brought them together.

There is only one purpose.

Kill the king of the magical world.

...

Martha is very talented.

Probably because she is familiar with the structure of the human body.

Now Martha can skillfully use blood to create sharp weapons and bloodshot threads that are more than 20 meters long.

With a wave of blood thread, it can cut off a tree as big as a bowl.

In addition to the original toughness, good sharpness is added.

As she became more proficient in her abilities, Martha had to buy some medicines to help replenish her blood.

A pair of hands were covered with wounds.

Every time blood passed through the wound, Martha felt pain.

From the beginning he was chased by Tom, but later he could be stopped for a while.

Martha has made great progress.

On this day, Martha carefully handed John a bottle.

John took it and it was a small glass bottle.

Perfect for use as a pendant.

There is a red liquid inside, which is well preserved.

John asked, "What is this?"

Martha lowered her head in shock, "My blood."

"Do you know what will happen if you give blood to a wizard casually?" John chuckled, "If I am willing, this little blood is enough for me to release a curse that will cause you lifelong pain."

"Huh?" Martha didn't expect this. When John said this, her face turned pale.

"How about it?" John teased, "Do you want to take it back?"

"No!" Martha said firmly, "You saved me. If you want to curse me, I will admit it."

With such an attitude of not being afraid of death, John looked at Martha differently.

Naturally, Martha's blood donation was not to curse John, but that she could use her own blood to provide a certain level of protection.

Martha was truly grateful to John.

Her sincere eyes made John's joking expression gradually subside.

"Let me reintroduce you," John said formally, extending his hand, "John Wick."

Martha was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly held the hand, holding it with both hands.

"My name is Martha Lardy."

No matter how many times I hear it, I always feel that this name conveys a certain sense of expensiveness and visual acuity.

Maybe this is a friend who deserves recognition.

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