I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

On this peaceful day, no one knew that the gears of fate had begun to turn.

John's heart was throbbing. This situation had never happened before.

"Is it Shang Qi who is talking bad about me?"

Touching his nose, John felt confused.

After making arrangements for those close to him to leave, John began to prepare for the battle.

It's going to be a tough fight.

"I need a spell to protect the house."

Thinking that there was an unlucky guy who even demolished the newly built building after this battle, John felt that he should protect his property.

Inside the house, he pulled out his wand and started waving it.

"Protegototalum"

There is soft light on the wand connected to the void, spreading to form a barrier that can protect the house.

This is a protective magic that protects the house from harm within a certain range.

With this magic applied to both the laboratory and the residence, John headed to Taran Industries.

Ivan has installed an exhaust system for the second-generation fighter, which allows his body odor to be dissipated.

When John found him, he was flirting with the coffee shop waitress.

"Cough cough."

"What's wrong, this is not an office romance." When Ivan saw John, he immediately looked away.

"You are 20 years older than her." John came over and reminded this old and shameless guy, "If you get married, she can become your daughter's best friend."

"This is America," Ivan clicked his tongue and shook his head, "There is no age gap in love."

"But your body is." John exposed it ruthlessly, "Do you think you like her as a person? You are coveting her body, you are despicable."

"Okay, I surrender." Ivan raised his hands in the air and surrendered, "Whatever you want to do with me, it can't be because you don't want me to find a woman, right?"

He couldn't believe John could be so boring.

Although this guy doesn't like people having office romances, he is still a person who was once suspected of not being interested in women.

But Ivan knew that John didn't hate others falling in love.

It's more out of concern.

John also returned to the topic. He glanced at the bracelet on his hand, "A war is coming, and I need you to be prepared, Ivan."

"War?" Ivan asked in surprise, "What kind of war can come to New York?"

"Alien." John smiled mysteriously, "Remember what I said, you need a bigger stage."

Ivan grinned, "I'm starting to look forward to it."

How could a child of a fighting nation be afraid?

Not long ago, Taran Industries launched a new satellite up there.

The satellite named Mother's Nest is loaded with several weapon box systems.

In the event of a war, support from the sky will be available on the ground at any time.

After taking care of Ivan, John went to look for other people.

Dax became a member of the FBI's internal investigation team, and Ray believed that there was a traitor among them.

To this end, Dax began to investigate.

He had thought about whether to kill some people as part of the investigation, but he still held back.

In Central Park, John and Dax meet.

"So you are investigating yourself now?"

John can only say that Ray knows how to investigate cases and starts by denying a correct answer.

Indeed, no one could have imagined that Dax, who is now in the limelight, would become a night ghost.

The Kingpin incident alone is enough to get them promotions and salary increases. Who would want to be those precarious masked vigilantes on the streets?

Not everyone is a billionaire whose parents were killed in an alley, and they use their wealth to do heroic things.

Is Iron Man rich?

You see, people don't bother to participate in those small street fights, and they are all dealing with terrorist-level characters.

"The war is coming, Dax." John threw out a handful of crumbs and said, "Some ferocious aliens will fly over this city, you have to be prepared."

After hearing this, Dax immediately promised: "I will protect those civilians."

"No," John shook his head and said, "I asked you to protect yourself."

"You're more important than them."

Hearing this, Dax, who had longed for love since childhood, felt the selfish emotion of being favored for the first time.

He was stunned for a long time, then nodded vigorously and said, "I will, Mr. Wick."

"Don't overwork yourself. You can seek justice wherever you can without sacrificing your life."

John said: "Learn to be selfish, that's the most important thing I want to tell you."

He got up and left. Dax stared at the pigeons and went to the bakery to buy crumbs.

Dax, like John, sat on a bench and threw handfuls of crumbs at the pigeons.

Doves flew to his feet.

One of them landed on the bench and pecked at the bread on the bench.

Looking at the dove that symbolized peace, Dax stretched out his hand.

Just use gentle force to strangle a wild pigeon that no one knows about. It is very easy and at the same time it can satisfy the desire to kill.

The pigeon did not know that the crisis was coming, and was still pecking at the bread ignorantly.

When big hands grab it, it's too late to resist.

The dove flew away.

Dax looked at the pigeon leaving his hand, but he didn't even make a move.

Perhaps from that moment on, the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart was like a shackled beast.

Roaring and not coming out.

...

Natasha was caught.

Everyone who has read a lot must know what happened to female spies in some countries after they were caught.

It's common for female spies to be caught, and usually this kind of thing doesn't end well.

She was tied up and tied to a chair, unable to move.

And the three men were looking at her maliciously.

"Your performance is not what I expected."

"The famous Black Widow is just a beautiful vase."

The old man in military uniform has his hands in his pockets this year, as if he doesn't know what his opponent is.

The famous Black Widow was being manipulated by him. How could this make him unhappy?

Unfortunately, he didn't know that all these shows of weakness were just Natasha's most common tactics.

For weak women, whether they are enemies or passers-by, they will lower their guard as much as possible so that they can say more.

Just as Natasha was using this trick to get more words out of the other party, a phone call broke the questioning between them and also let Natasha know that the mission was over.

The call was from Coulson and revealed only one piece of information.

"Patton is under the control of the enemy."

After hearing these words, Natasha's originally pretending to be weak expression changed.

If there could be a word on the heads of the three people, it would definitely be the word 'danger' in capital scarlet.

After a few minutes, Natasha picked up the phone again.

At this time, she had broken free, and there were two more men on the ground who had lost their ability to fight, and an old man who was hanging upside down on a chain.

Picking up the high heels, she stepped on the ground with her black stockinged feet.

"Where is Patton now?"

"We don't know either," Colson said.

Natasha and Barton have been friends for many years, and they are comrades who trust each other.

All the feelings between them are not love, but family enough to sacrifice their lives for each other.

Something happened to Barton and she needed to go back as soon as possible.

But Coulson had other ideas, "Now we need you to talk to that guy."

Natasha thought it was Tony, but Coulson told him, "I'll take care of Stark while you go find the big guy."

bulky?

Hearing this title, Natasha was stunned for a moment, "Okay then."

"Also," Colson paused and said with a troubled face, "my boss's son."

His boss is Fury, but Fury talks about justice, and obviously has no son.

Then it can only be the son of another boss.

John Wick.

"Are you going to get him?" Natasha asked.

Coulson put on a mask of pain at the thought of facing John, "I'll give it a try, but you also know how hostile he is towards me."

As an undercover agent, he did not expect to regain the trust of his former master.

"If I can't do it, you have to take action."

Coulson sighed deeply, "I really want to exchange it with the commander."

He has to face that person, but his director can go meet his idol.

Coulson facepalmed and sighed again.

Even through the phone, Natasha could think of Colson's helplessness now, and John's face appeared in her mind.

"Will he help?"

...