I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

Fudge waited anxiously.

I shouldn't have come to this kind of place by myself.

Unfortunately, he got on the pirate ship.

After seeing what kind of person John was, he no longer dared to describe this boss as being too rich and too busy.

"Why did you work with him?" Fudge asked Ferdinand.

Ferdinand said: "Because he has money."

"But didn't you see?" Fudge exaggerated, "He asked one person to kill another person."

Ferdinand was also a little hesitant. He wanted to become successful too much.

All the facts told him that unless he was by John's side, he would always be a gangster in Brooklyn.

"You can't blame him."

"If you don't blame him, who can blame him?" Fudge thought Ferdinand was crazy.

Ferdinand could only say: "He is sick."

"What?" Fudge was stunned, "You mean he has a mental illness?"

"I don't know either. He said that he had an operation before and it became a little abnormal."

Mentioning this matter, as the first person to witness John's state, Ferdinand's hands shrank, "Most of him is still normal."

Fudge didn't know what to say. If it was because of illness, he could comfort himself and understand what happened just now.

Just then, John walked out with a bag in his hand.

"what is that?"

"I met our old friend, but he didn't hold a woman, which may disappoint you." John handed the bag to Ferdinand casually.

old friend?

Fudge was confused when he saw Matt walking out wearing a suit.

He wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and put on the clothes John gave him, making it impossible to associate him with Daredevil.

"Matt? Why are you here?" Fudge's eyes widened.

You're a blind person and you still have such fun?

"Matt came here on my behalf," John came to the rescue. "As you know, one of my cars was stolen."

Fudge reluctantly accepted this statement.

Several people went to the death car scene.

"We need to leave as soon as possible." Matt whispered in John's ear. "Those guys may find us at any time."

“The most dangerous places are often the vulnerabilities that are overlooked.”

John opened the last door and walked in, "You can't show off your skills with two baggage."

Matt reluctantly accepts this while also figuring out the reason for John's arrival.

Is it because of a car?

Are there any problems in the minds of these rich people?

"How much is that car?"

"I don't know, maybe a million?"

"Are you lacking?"

"No shortage."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Because of boredom."

Matt: "..." Do rich people think this way now?

Arrive at the Death Racer.

It was a track that opened at night.

Various modified cars appear, and here you can see the New York elite in suits and ties, as well as the stars who once appeared on the cover.

Those who like to pursue excitement come here to vent their energy.

The rule of death racing is to finish the race and get first place.

During the race, a navigator is required, and various modified cars can be used to attack.

Until only one car is intact, complete the challenge and receive $20 sponsored by Satan Mansion.

Of course, you have to be able to take it.

The people from Satan Mansion have taken away this bonus continuously.

"Welcome to Death Race-!"

A fancy-dressed host appeared on the lift, holding a microphone and full of passion.

"Today, we welcome a new challenger, his name is, Black Ape Man——!"

"Black Ape Man? When the hell did I get that name?"

Roman was angry when he heard that he was being introduced like this.

If he didn't want to prove himself, just this nickname, he would leave immediately.

"The object of his challenge is to win seven consecutive games and kill all opponents, the most brutal one, the rattlesnake!"

A wildly modified car appeared, with a body covered with spikes and a shovel on the front that could shovel the car away.

"Wait, am I competing with that thing?"

Roman panicked when he saw what his opponent was.

That thing doesn't look like a car that normal people would drive.

Is he serious about this death racing game?

The host then introduced several challengers.

Their cars are all terrifying weapons that have been modified by explosives.

There was only Roman, a business luxury car that looked ordinary.

Like a little sheep that strayed into a pack of wolves, it made the audience laugh.

Ferdinand was restless. He felt that if his brother was not killed, his boss would kill him.

Instead of being angry, John seemed interested.

At the beginning of the game, although Roman did not have those excellent attack weapons, he had super driving skills.

Just kick the accelerator and take the lead.

However this is very dangerous.

Those challengers launched attacks.

Someone even got out of the car window and fired repeatedly with a pistol.

The bullets hit the car like raindrops, making Roman shrink his neck in fear.

Ferdinand looked pale, it was over, he could no longer keep his job now.

Matt didn't pay attention to this. He was using his hearing to find a room among the many noisy sounds.

He whispered in John's ear, "We need to go up to the second floor."

John glanced at the heavily defended second floor and said thoughtfully: "You still want to capture the thief first and capture the king first?"

"The signal is blocked here and you can't make calls," Matt said. "When they react, we can only become prisoners."

"Optimism is not a good approach."

"They kidnapped many children, and I suspect they have other ideas," Matt said seriously, "I need your help."

"If it's for my lawyer, I don't mind helping." John said with a half-smile, "Really?"

Matt hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "I can be."

He now needs John's help to rescue the kidnapped children.

Even though I knew John was not a good person, I could only go to John.

"Deal done," John held out his hand to shake.

"I'll take care of the second floor."

He stood up and said, "You can go and finish your business."

Matt got up too, nodded and said, "I need to get away for a while."

"casual."

John patted Fudge on the shoulder, took out a thick banknote from his pocket and put it into the other person's arms.

"My lawyer, make a bet for me," he pointed at the car driven by Roman, "just beat my car."

Fudge looked confused and wanted to say something, but found that Matt was gone.

Turning his head again, John led Ferdinand further and further away.

He was left alone with a bundle of bills not knowing what to do.

...

The second floor.

Corey is meeting with Mrs. Gao.

"This transaction will definitely satisfy you, Mrs. Gao."

Corey sat opposite the old woman. He liked drinking and didn't know where to get some tea.

Only on the top floor of Hell's Kitchen is this Mrs. Gao known.

The goods in her hands are of the highest quality.

"I have found the child you want," Corey said, "but I am involved in the human trafficking business, so..."

He hopes to get benefits from Mrs. Gao.

Mrs. Gao picked up the tea bowl and savored the fragrance of the tea.

"If you can prove that you have the strength," Mrs. Gao said calmly, "I can let you get more goods."

If it weren't for those children, Mrs. Gao would never have come out in person.

The last time she was in Hell and Heaven, she was preparing to talk to Simon about the contraband business.

Satan Mansion is just a testing point, and only a small part of Mrs. Gao's business went to the Viper Gang.

This alone drives Corey crazy.

She wants to support a force that works for her, and Corey is a lucky man.

Hearing that Mrs. Gao was willing to give more goods, Corey smiled on his face.

He personally sent Mrs. Gao out.

Just as Mrs. Gao left, a younger brother came over in a hurry.

"The goods are missing?!"

Corey was furious when he heard that his goods had been robbed.

The goods were worth millions, but they were robbed just after he boasted about them.

If she cannot ship the goods on time, I am afraid that Mrs. Gao will disqualify herself.

"Find it for me immediately!" Corey grabbed the man's neck and said ferociously, "Kill that Daredevil!"

...

Mrs. Gao was going downstairs when she bumped into John.

Mrs. Gao felt that the person in front of her was somewhat familiar, and the strange feeling made her a little confused.

John glanced at Mrs. Gao and thought what a coincidence.

I met her last time in Hell and Heaven, and this time I met her in Satan Mansion.

Passing by Mrs. Gao, Ferdinand behind John looked nervous.

He kept wiping his sweat with a towel. His hands holding the things were sore and he didn't dare to let go.

He just opened it and took a look, and the things inside were enough to keep him in jail for the rest of his life.

"Boss, you are so rich, why are you still doing this?" He had a bitter look on his face. He really wanted to wash his hands and become a good person.

"What are you thinking about?" John said speechlessly, "Only a fool would do this kind of petty profit."

"Then you are?"

"I'm looking for someone."

Just below, John used the confusion spell to eliminate the group of guards.

Corey was getting angrier and angrier in the room.

He smashes things in anger, and his tattoos gradually turn red due to his anger.

As he panted, his strength grew.

He punched through the TV and made holes in the bar.

The striped snake stared at the angry Corey, mouthing a message.

Corey, who was furious, heard a knock on the door.

Who knocks on the door without opening his eyes?

He opened the door angrily and saw a young face.

"You seem to be looking for something?" John seemed not to notice the smashed mess and walked in with Ferdinand.

Corey was about to get angry when he saw the bag in Ferdinand's hand.

He stared at the bag with red bloodshot eyes.

"Where did you get it?" Corey yelled like a wild animal, "Tell me!"

"That's not the point. The point is do you want it?"

John calmly came to the floor-to-ceiling window and watched Roman take the lead in controlling his father's luxury car.

Corey gradually calmed down and snorted: "Who are you?"

"Me? A nobody." John smiled, "But I bring a deal, you can choose."

"I don't force it."

He was so calm that Corey began to doubt the other party's identity.

He swaggered into his room and discussed the conditions openly.

Who is this person?

Do you want Corey to spend money on something that is his own?

Corey sneered, clenched his fists, and said with a evil smile: "Give me the thing."

He won't pay.

John sighed regretfully, "It seems the deal failed, then..."

"kill him."

Ferdinand was confused, he couldn't understand John's last words.

That voice was not human language at all.

It doesn't matter.

Because one guy got it.

Corey was about to get his stuff back.

The next second, his body was strangled.

Then a bloody mouth bit his neck.

Striped scales came into view.

Striped snake.

his pet.

Corey opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

The fangs pierced his skin like knives and tore open his windpipe.

Corey rolled and struggled, but the striped snake didn't let go at all.

Ferdinand was stunned by this scene.

John looked calm.

He has a special ability.

In the magical world, there is a person who can communicate with snakes.

is called……

Parseltongue.

Watching the other person die bit by bit, Corey struggled hard, but he was still mortal after all.

When he was completely dead, Corey's muscles swelled so much that even the striped snake's bones were broken by his desperate struggle.

All this did not cause any disturbance to John.

At the same time, the death racing race ended. John looked over and said in surprise: "Did your brother win?"

Ferdinand was about to spit it out, but when he heard this, he swallowed it back and ran to the window to look.

There was surprise on his face.

It seems that I don’t have to die anymore.

...