"Hello……"
Barbara looked at Baker who disappeared directly in front of her, and suddenly had the urge to lock this guy up with the chain.
Did you leave mid-sentence?
What's the difference between this and suddenly pulling it out halfway?
besides……
Barbara turned and stared at Wall Street, which seemed to have experienced an eight-magnitude earthquake. Some people covered their foreheads. For some people, this was indeed a warning. Similarly, for most ordinary people, this was simply a disaster. A complete disaster.
Washington.
Sanfei decoration.
There is also a crack from hell that opens ten kilometers away from Sanfei headquarters, right in front of the white building. If it were a little later, the entire white building would be eaten by a hell dog with three heads. The breath of evil inflammation was burned away.
Hill, who was on the helicopter, watched the white buildings gradually retracting without any visible cracks. He shook his head and ordered: "Let's descend. I hope this time I can teach them a profound lesson."
What is the view of family status?
This is.
Obviously they are not of the same level. It doesn't matter if you are higher than others, but it doesn't matter if you are lower than others. You are still thinking about the dragon-slaying knife in the hand of the higher level all day long. The consequences of someone being slightly angry are That’s it.
How to play?
If you can't play, don't play.
It's not your own thing. If you think about it, what good can it do besides hurting your body?
Hill couldn't help but shook his head when he thought of the people who had been clamoring for Baker Morton's arrest this month.
However, this group of people only shouted but did not dare to personally give orders to take action. They were all inciting others to take action.
Unfortunately, after the death of Director Bruce Trish, the minds of these politicians seem to have returned to the average level.
Even though they had no evidence that Baker Morton was the culprit, everyone knew it was Baker.
It's a pity that people are playing within the rules. They have no doubt that if they step outside the rules again, someone will die.
New York.
Brick Street.
117A.
Baker stopped and looked up at the mediocre coffee shop in front of him and blinked his eyes. Then he was able to run. Only then did he see a very old house that was almost overlapping with the coffee shop.
Within the dimension?
As Baker thought, endless energy circulated on his legs, and he took a step forward, and immediately appeared at the door of a house.
As Baker said before, although both extraordinary and ordinary people are on the earth, more extraordinary people live in dimensional worlds.
These dimensions range from large to small, some are just the size of a house and a few acres of land, and some are as big as an area.
Among the known dimensions, the hell dimension is the largest, and its area is as large as the number of creatures it controls.
Asgard?
That thing is among the nine realms. The nine realms are parallel to the main universe, not counting dimensions.
There was a squeak.
The door opens.
Baker looked at the person who opened the door and raised his eyebrows: "Uncle Ba?"
Casillas, who was wearing a rough yellow robe, shook his head after hearing this and said: "I don't know who you are talking about, I'm sorry."
"Sorry, I got the wrong person."
Baker smiled, said this to Casillas, who looked like food expert Uncle B, and then walked into the building.
Enter the eyes.
As one of the Three Temples, and the oldest of the Three Temples, the New York Temple is full of a sense of history. There is a staircase in the center, and at the end of the staircase is a circle emitting golden light. Viewed from the circle , the view from the other end of the circle...
Baker stepped in.
When I stepped out, I had already arrived in an antique room. Not far away, Master Gu Yi, wearing a white robe and shining hair, was sitting there cross-legged and making tea like a scholar.
"Tea?"
"Bourbon."
Gu Yi looked up at Baker and smiled: "Okay."
Said.
Gu Yi moved his right hand to the side, and a bottle of bourbon that looked a bit old came into Gu Yi's hand.
"Um."
Gu Yi glanced at the vintage of the bourbon in his hand and looked at Baker: "1972, it's not bad."
Baker raised his eyebrows, sat down, took the bourbon handed over by Gu Yi, opened it directly, put the cork to the tip of his nose and sniffed.
Feeling relaxed and happy.
“Good wine!”
"Give."
Baker took the cup that Gu Yi took over again, and after saying thank you, he couldn't wait to pour himself a cup.
Take a sip.
Feeling the blossoming of his taste buds and the endless aftertaste of the wonderful taste, Baker couldn't help but nodded: "With this glass of wine alone, I'm fine."
Gu Yi picked up the tea in the cup and took a sip: "Mr. Morton should have heard about the Ghost Rider incident that happened in Texas three years ago."
Baker put down his drink and said, "I've heard of it."
Three years ago, acrobatic Johnny transformed into the Ghost Rider and sent the evil spirit back to hell somewhere in Texas.
Baker knew about this.
But as Baker said before, in his world, he doesn't need anyone to steal the show. Unless there is a direct relationship with other people's stories, Baker will not participate in them.
The most important thing.
Three years ago, Baker had no confidence that he would be able to escape safely under the judging eyes of the Ghost Rider.
"Before today, most of the passages between the hell dimension and the earth were cut off. This is why the Witch Heart Demon feels that he can re-establish a hell with thousands of souls."
"I'm not interested anymore."
It's just that the hell dimension has established a channel with the earth. If a certain king of hell does not go to hell to collect souls under Kuhaha's men, the soul will directly follow the channel into hell.
To put it simply.
In the past, reincarnation was in manual mode.
Now……
Once the changes are made automatically, it will be absolutely impossible for anyone to use the souls on earth to create a second hell in the future.
The most important thing.
After the hell passage was successfully connected, a certain hell king finally no longer had to stay in one place and could go to other places to relax.
Baker shook the wine in his hand and looked at Ancient One with a smile on his face: "As I just said, this bottle of wine is enough to solve the confusion of why Ancient One directly captured the World-Destroying Witch just now."
Ancient One said: "Me and Merlin have some friendship, so this time I am helping them out of friendship."
Baker raised his right hand high, and the black dragon ring on his middle finger was very conspicuous: "I think if Merlin knew that this generation of Supreme Merlin was a person who controlled the power of darkness, he would regret getting to know the Supreme Mage."
Ancient One said: "I don't know about this. If Mr. Morton is interested, he might as well ask Merlin himself."
Baker frowned slightly: "Merlin is not dead?"
Gu nodded and shook his head: "I'm talking about the original Merlin, the first Supreme Merlin who was with King Arthur. He is not dead. Balthazar's Supreme Merlin is already dead."
Baker nodded and stood up: "Supreme Mage, if we have any cooperation in the future, it would be better to open it up at the beginning. Are you right? Let's forget it this time. Everyone has gained something. Let's go."
Gu Yi said: "Drink a cup of tea before leaving?"
Baker didn't look back: "Today is not Tuesday, it's not a good time to drink tea."
Ancient One: '...'
The function of tea is very simple, it can either calm the mind, calm the mind, or relax the mind.
But wine is different.
Celebrate when you are happy, reminisce when you are sad, celebrate life, mourn death, drink in groups or drink alone, everything is appropriate!
so.
Baker is not an alcoholic, but he likes wine because wine is a good thing.
Something happened here.
Baker also returned to the 820 Building apartment and turned on the TV. There was no doubt that the cracks from hell that had just appeared all over the world were playing.
On TV, a female host who was sitting on Wall Street looked nervous, as if she was afraid that a crack would suddenly appear behind her, and then a huge palm would directly smash her into a pile of meat.
"It is reported that there have been more than a hundred people in this vision..."
"Ding!"
"Add a single draw."
Baker looked away from the TV and looked at the bonus benefits that suddenly popped up. He didn't even raise his eyes and said, "Let's smoke."
"Ding!"
"Hero skills."
"Congratulations……"
"Get the Twilight Star Spirit Zoe's Spell-stealing Hands (any magic cast in front of you cannot escape your eyes, capture, analyze, and then control it!)"
"..."
Baker paused for a moment while holding the wine glass in his hand, feeling the skill of Lu's stealth skills. He was talented, how should I put it?
I couldn't ask for it, but then I found it felt easy.
right.
That's how it feels.
Look at the crappy things that were drawn in the past. Although they were very useful, Baker wanted to take the Master route from the beginning, but in the end, he was turned into an unparalleled assassin.
This skill is great.
A big shift in the world?
Time flies?
Small phaseless power?
Baker touched his chin, wondering whether he should scare Gu Yi and ask him to show him the temple's magic collection.
Think about it.
Baker shook his head, forget it, there will be plenty of time in the future, and this is not an urgent matter.
The story of the magician's apprentice has come to an end.
Baker has also changed his profession and become an official Master, and he is also the new Supreme Merlin who stands at the top of the dark world as soon as he appears.
The Security Council also took advantage of this incident to take a beating.
So……
The fragment of the last self-gem was naturally put on the agenda. With extraordinary power, he could directly see Wakanda in another dimension.
There are only two paths before Wakanda.
Either give.
Or die!
Of course.
Although this matter has been put on the agenda, after all, I have just finished something, so naturally, I must take a rest first.
Again.
Why is Baker looking for the Self-Gem? It is so that he can live as he pleases in the Marvel Universe.
If you always think that you can relax by finding your own gem, then this kind of thinking is very dangerous, Baker thinks.
Just like the grandmother who was the director of their orphanage in her previous life, she said every day that she could rest after sending them away, but in the end, she waited and waited until Baker came through and the few of them turned the orphanage into a whole world. In the most luxurious orphanage community in Shanghai, the old lady still said she would rest after sending away this group of orphans.
so.
Pay attention to the balance between work and rest. It would be bad if you develop 007 working habits. He is a capitalist, not a social animal, and does not need 007 thinking.
Baker looked at the calendar, thought for a moment, and then drew a circle on the tail of May.
Rest for a month, and then set off for Wakanda. After a battle, even if the surrounding area of Wakanda is hollowed out, even if the entire Wakanda is slaughtered, Beck will kill anyone who dares to stand in front of him. Start killing.
The self-gem has been of my angelic family since ancient times.
Not giving?
When I destroyed your race, I did it on the basis of innate morality.
Baker narrowed his eyes and thought in his mind.
At night.
Barbara is back.
"Snapped!"
"What's this?"
Baker, who was sipping the fine wine he had brought back from Karma Taj at the bar, raised his head and glanced at Barbara, then grabbed a report that was thrown in front of him.
This is a casualty report.
Across the world, when the cracks in hell opened this time, the total number of deaths exceeded 200,000.
"Is this the warning you were talking about?"
"A warning without death is not a good warning."
After scanning the death toll, Baker directly closed the report in his hand, looked at Barbara, and said in a calm tone: "I hate trouble. Beating them until they hurt at once will save me a lot of trouble, and it will also save me a lot of trouble." It would cost me many opportunities to destroy the world."
I'm a good person.
With this thought in his mind, Baker immediately stood up and said, "Let's go."
Barbara frowned: "Where to go? I just went home."
"Invite you to dinner."
"A date?"
"..."
Baker paused, then walked toward the door without saying a word.
Barbara smiled and followed: "It's either a date or an apology dinner, so which one is it?"
Baker was a little confused: "Apologise, why should I apologize?"
This woman...
He's getting more and more pushy.
After returning from Chicago, now, I don’t know when, Baker walked into the closet and opened it, and suddenly found that the women’s clothes inside already occupied two-thirds of his closet, and there was even an extra pair in the cloakroom. A rack full of shoes.
That's not all.
After Erin and Nova left, when Baker returned home to change his shoes, he opened the shoe cabinet at the door and was dumbfounded when he saw it.
Good guy.
Like those in the cloakroom upstairs, women's shoes once again take up nearly nine-tenths of the space.
Baker glanced at Barbara suspiciously at that time.
Barbara said that the shoe rack in the cloakroom is full, and the shoe rack she customized has not yet arrived.
Baker obviously didn't ask why there was no guest room on the second floor, and he didn't even bother to check inside the guest room on the second floor.
If Baker hadn't glanced at the dragon portrait in his bedroom every day when he woke up, I'm afraid the dragon portrait would have turned into a group photo.
all in all.
Baker thought this was bad.
but……
never mind.
Anyway, he only has a few pieces of clothes that come and go, and the same goes for his shoes, which are always empty, and with more clothes, there is still a sense of life.
Beef restaurant next door.
After Baker finished ordering the food, he looked at Barbara sitting opposite: "So, you haven't said why I should apologize."
"That's a date," said Barbara.
Baker twitched the corners of his mouth and simply ignored the topic, too lazy to continue on it.
Barbara sighed internally when she saw this, but she was not discouraged.
Passing each level one after another is like upgrading and fighting monsters. Barbara feels that when all the decorations in the apartment become what she wants, people will also become her.
only.
Just when the food was served.
The scout guard sirens are blaring!
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