Marvel's Strange Magician

Watson took Brooke back to Brooke's apartment, and after saying hello to Brooke, he opened the portal again and rushed to Bauer's room.

Seeing that Bauer had packed his luggage honestly, Watson didn't waste any more words and took Bauer directly back to Brooke's apartment.

After introducing the two of them, Watson told Brooke:

"I'll leave it to you, Bauer. The two of you build our team's network defense wall as soon as possible. Although I'm not afraid of those gangster rats, it's not a pleasant thing to have someone trace your whereabouts every day."

"Yes, Mr. Alston."

Brooke nodded slightly and responded.

Watson nodded and asked Ball again:

"When you work here, I will give you a camouflage skin every day. When you complete this task, I will give you ten more. How about it?

Of course, the wages will not be small either. "

Baoer's heart suddenly burst into joy, and he nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Bauer, I gave you the camouflage skin so that you can appear freely in front of the public. If you use the ability of camouflage to do bad things, then I will deprive you of the right to use the camouflage skin, and personally arrest and punish you. Remember?"

Watson showed a trace of murderous intent, and Ball, who was filled with ecstasy, suddenly felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured on him, and even his heart felt chilly.

He repeatedly promised:

"Mr. Alston, don't worry. It's enough for me to have food, drink and a computer. I will definitely not do anything bad!"

"That's good. As long as it's not your fault, I won't let my men suffer the injustice."

Watson's face returned to a peaceful expression, and he assured Bauer with certainty.

Feeling that the severe pressure on his body suddenly dissipated, Bauer, who had been worried, finally let out a breath of relief, but when he looked at Watson again, his eyes were already more serious and cautious.

After beating Ball, Watson turned his attention to Brooke.

Because of him, Brooke has always been exposed to the eyes of the gangsters. Before Bauer established a network defense network for their forces, Brooke would be discovered wherever he lived.

Although he has the ability to open the portal and can rush to Brooke's side at any time, no matter how fast the portal opens, he cannot keep up with the speed of a bullet.

Putting Brooke's safety on the fear in the hearts of those gangsters, Watson felt that this was not a reliable choice.

So after thinking for a moment, he decided to get a paper substitute and put it on Brooke's body. It happened that he had not used the substitute paper man much in the past two months. It was also good for him to condense a paper substitute. Easy.

After the condensation was successful, Watson took out the scapegoat and several disguise skins and handed them to Brooke's hands, and explained to him the usage and characteristics of these two items.

Bauer on the side listened to the explanation about the paper man, and his eyes almost popped out in shock. Is there such a bug in this world?

But looking at the camouflage skin in his hand, he suddenly felt that no matter what kind of magical item Mr. Alston came up with, he seemed to be able to accept it.

After putting aside his doubts and shock, Bauer looked at the white paper man in Brook's hand, and he was immediately filled with envy and curiosity.

After arranging the affairs of his two direct subordinates, Watson also began to turn his attention to the task of rescuing "Black Claw".

According to the account provided by Dark Wind, the secretary-general named Erich Michel is still a good and conscientious government official during the day. Only at night will he show his ugly face and carry out those heinous atrocities.

Although Watson hated Erich Michel deeply and did not intend to handle the matter in a friendly way, he also did not want to directly kill a government official in broad daylight.

Just to kill such a scumbag, it is not worth it at all to put yourself and your forces into continuous trouble caused by the government.

Besides, they also needed to make a plan, so Watson was prepared to wait until night.

The time between now and before dark would be enough for them to gather the necessary information.

With Ball around, there was a stable communication channel between Watson and Dark Wind. When Watson told Dark Wind about his plan, Dark Wind immediately joined forces with Ball to collect enough information to cooperate with Watson's actions. information intelligence.

Time passed quietly in the busyness, and soon the sky became dark.

When the last trace of golden-red color sank into the earth and boundless darkness spread across the sky, an unknown rescue and hunting operation was quietly staged in the city.

In Brooke's apartment, Watson put on the communication headset, then opened the portal and entered the outside of a villa in a wealthy area of ​​New York.

Glancing at the very tight patrol guards around the villa, Watson couldn't help but sneer in his heart:

Watson used a match launcher to launch a match under the window of the villa. After the two guards staggered away from the window, Watson immediately snapped his fingers, and under the cover of the light in the window, teleported through the flame jump. past.

His eyes then swept through the window to the interior of the room, and then quickly sneaked into the room through the paper substitute.

As soon as Watson's figure appeared in the room, he had already transformed into a low-ranking official of Erich Michel. He moved his body slightly, then listened to the instructions in the earphones, and strode towards the interior of the villa. space passed by.

But what made Watson couldn't help but frown was that the villa seemed to be equipped with a signal jammer or something like that. He only walked a corridor inside, and the sound in his earphones started to intermittent.

As Watson walked, he secretly thought of countermeasures. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of some method. He moved his right hand slightly, opening a portal the size of a finger in his palm.

The portal connected to Brooke's apartment immediately allowed Watson to completely receive Ball's communication information. As soon as he could hear Ball's voice clearly, Watson heard Ball's warning:

"The official you are playing is at the corner ahead, change your appearance quickly!"

Watson's eyes moved slightly, and his figure suddenly grew three points taller, turning into a butler wearing a white shirt.

The next moment, a man who looked exactly like Watson before appeared in front of the corridor.

"Half bow your head, don't call me names."

Watson followed Ball's prompts and his eyes did not stay on the face of the person in front.

When the subordinate officer passed by Watson with a gloomy expression, Watson glanced at the passage the other party turned towards, turned around and turned in.

"There is no surveillance installed here, so we can't give you an early warning."

"It doesn't matter. Keep an eye on that subordinate. Remember to notify me if he returns."

Watson turned into that low-ranking official again and began to walk forward with a cold face.

As he walked, a luxurious room gradually appeared in front of him with someone standing guard outside.

"I forgot one thing and I have to report it again."

Watson stared at the door in front of him and said stiffly to the bodyguards guarding both sides.

The subordinate in front of them had only left their sight for a few seconds, so the two bodyguards were not suspicious and opened the door again and let Watson walk in.

The luxurious room was filled with dazzling golden light, and all items were stained with the strongest colors, such as bright red, bright green, dark blue, dark gold...

It seems that this room does not consider coordination and matching at all, but only releases its most intense emotions and desires with all its strength, clamoring for release and vent.

In the center of the room, there was a long table for six people. There was an open flame on the long table with candlesticks and rich dishes, but there was only one person sitting on the table to eat.

It was a balding man with a somewhat fat body. He was dressed luxuriously and moved elegantly, just like a real nobleman, savoring the delicious food in front of him.

When he saw his subordinate come back, he was slicing the meat on the plate with his usual expression, but he said words that were completely inconsistent with his expression:

"Why, you also want to join my carnival party? No, I don't want to see my subordinates naked and ugly."

Michelle turned to look at Watson, the smile in her eyes was gradually being dyed into a large-scale craziness!