Since the giant sword was carried by a very delicate-looking little girl and looked like some kind of film and television prop made of foam, Salomon and the android did not stop them when they entered the supermarket. Of course, it might have been because the old, fat security guard was dozing off at the door, but in any case, with the help of his glib skills and proficiency in languages, Salomon still found out something from the cashier - nothing People will not remember a man who wears leather clothes every day, is covered in oil, and often comes to buy wine. The cashier said that the man must not take a shower often, and the leather coat almost stunk. If it were not for the sake of doing business, the man would not be able to come in at all.
"If you ask me, I don't want to enter that place." After leaving the supermarket, Salomon said to the artificial man in English, "It was filled with the stench of fermented discarded baby diapers. I just couldn't believe it." We can imagine what the toilet in that supermarket is like, and what kind of person would be able to stay there for so long. We have finally got the clue, the man smelling of motor oil, and we also know the location of the abandoned car repair shop. The next step is to go there and have a look.”
"Yes, Master." Miss Cyborg did not express any opinion on Salomon's complaints. She just faithfully carried out the orders given by the Mystic Mage.
However, when Salomon and the android station arrived at the abandoned garage through the portal, they found that the place was extremely bad. There is a somewhat pungent smell of engine oil everywhere. The black sand under your feet, the pale concrete and the surrounding mottled and rusted iron walls also exude a cold and greasy smell. This place may have been an important maintenance site in the last century. factory, but now it is long abandoned.
No one usually comes here, and even homeless people are not willing to live in such a remote place, because it is some distance from the city and it is not that convenient to get food. There is no water or electricity here. The people who once lived here have long since moved into the city. Even wild animals are not willing to come here. Therefore, Salomon did not expect to meet other people besides the target here.
"You can control that devil and make it work for you, right? You're stronger than the deep, hungry thing it is."
"Who are you?" Salomon stared at the black man in front of him who smelled of alcohol. One of his targets this time, Johnny Blaze, didn't pay attention to anyone, but covered his forehead and was minding his own business. He walked out and leaned on his motorcycle, which was covered by a tarpaulin.
"Who the hell are you?" The black man in tattered leather clothes looked up and down at the mystic and the artificial man. The red holy cloth on Salomon's body caught his attention. He turned to Johnny Blaze and asked, "Anyone else coming to see you?"
"Hey, give me a break, I have something to talk to him about." The mystic mage squeezed past the black man smelling of alcohol. The android stood aside, ready to draw out his giant sword and attack at any time. Salomon grabbed Johnny Blaze's collar and shook it hard, trying to wake up the guy. "Tell me, Johnny, how did you escape from the United States and come here? Who is helping you cover up?" whereabouts?"
"I don't know...who the hell are you?"
"I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet." Salomon let go of his hand, took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on to prevent himself from touching the stubborn oil stains on the leather jacket. "I am the mystic mage of Kama Taj. , the incarnation of Mephisto you met last time has been sent to melt by us, and we saved your girlfriend. I think you must have learned some things after that night, I hope Carter ·Shrey said it in enough detail so that I can save some words. Don't mind, if you make such a big noise, SHIELD will definitely target you, and we, Karma Taj, won't put our hope in it. A vengeful spirit beyond control."
"Hey, wizard!" Moru didn't know what Kama Taj was, but the more he looked at the holy cloth, the more familiar it seemed. "Where did you steal the holy cloth?"
"I don't know about that. After all, this is something given to me by the Supreme Mage." Salomon waved his hand back, signaling the android to pull the black man further away so as not to disturb his inquiry work. He said to Johnny Blaze, "I met your girlfriend before we left..."
"Rose..."
"That's great. You haven't lost your memory due to excessive drinking. Then I came at the right time!" The Mystic Mage twitched the corners of his mouth symbolically and showed an extremely perfunctory smile. "She said she wanted to punch you a few times. Johnny Blaze. Now, tell me, am I helping you? If your answer satisfies me..."
"Hey, hey! F*uck, I won't hurt your little boyfriend, let me pass, shit! Why are you so strong? Listen up, wizard, now the Ghost Rider has a very important mission, where is he? Don't go either!" Moru tried to squeeze over, but he was firmly grasped by the android and could not move a step. Stretching out his hand, he held a photo, "Ghost Rider wants to save him! If your conscience has not been completely swallowed up by witchcraft, let him go and let him complete what he is destined to do. !”
"Great!" Salomon let go of Johnny Blaze with a smile on his face. He turned around and walked over, taking the photo in Moru's hand. "Is this the devil?" he asked. "It doesn't look like anything special. Has he not yet embraced the devil's blood in his body?"
"Are you looking for him too? What do you want to do to him?" Moru was surprised at first, then angry. He wanted to rush forward, but was easily subdued by the android and could only kneel on the ground. He shouted angrily, "I know the virtues of you wizards! You will do anything to gain power. F*uck, let me go! I warn you, don't hurt this boy, he is an innocent person!" I should have thought of it a long time ago! I thought you were still young and that your soul could be saved, but I didn’t expect that you were like all wizards!”
"Whether the tiefling is hurt or not depends on the situation, not me." Salomon shook his head and put the photo into his dimensional bag, "Where is this boy?"
"Your target is not the Ghost Rider, but this boy, right? Are you the devil's lackey?" The black man kept struggling, but failed. He closed his eyes and recited the prayer quietly, then he raised his head again and spat at Salomon, "Get out of here, you servant of the devil, don't even think about knowing anything about this boy from the servant of God. News! Knight, stand up, find the boy, save him, and I will save your soul!"
The Mystic Mage spread out his hands in confusion. He didn't know how he became Mephisto's servant?
"Ahem, you..." Salomon was about to speak when his shoulder was tapped.
"Give me the picture." Johnny Blaze's voice was filled with impatience. "Give me the picture."
"Tsk, my dear Ghost Rider, you seem to have offended the wrong person." Salomon said with a smile. He looked at the priest kneeling on the ground again, "Dear priest, if I were you, now is the time to kneel down and worship Abraham. It’s time to be the spokesperson of the pantheon.”
