American comics: From the old Uncle Wolf, he becomes omniscient and omnipotent

Chapter 106 0103: Witchcraft; magic?I love watching the battle!

"This guy really has his eyes closed."

On the street under the dim light, a strange man in pajamas walked forward slowly, step by step, with heavy steps, like a puppet on strings.

Every step he took was like a cash withdrawal. He didn't step on the garbage on the roadside or hit a telephone pole. You must know that this guy had his eyes closed.

Logan walked up to the man in surprise and stretched out his steel claw to block the way, but the other man seemed to have eyes and spared him.

"He is sleepwalking, but it doesn't look like normal sleepwalking. It's a bit strange."

Rojo was about to wake up with telepathy when he heard some more footsteps approaching. He turned around and looked over. Three people were standing in a row, a few meters apart, walking past him and following the man in pajamas in front of him.

"Are they all sleepwalking?"

When Logan saw these people, his eyes were closed, and their expressions were painful and strange. He did not dare to stop them and took a few steps back.

"Well, it's a bit weird. They act as if they are engaging in some kind of group activity."

Rojo could feel that these people were all sleeping. He read their dreams and found nothing strange. However, they had one thing in common. They were all happy in their dreams.

Suddenly, in the alley behind him, a red and blue figure fell from the sky, stood between the two of them, put his hands on the shoulders of Rojo and Logan, lowered his voice and said, "Guys, you read that right, they are indeed. Engaging in some kind of sleepwalking activity.”

"Depend on"

"Oh shit!"

Rojo paused, and looked at each other with Rogan, who was also swearing next to him. At the same time, he turned around and grabbed the shoulder of the person behind him, punched him hard, and lifted his leg to hit him hard.

boom!
The red and blue figure fell backwards, and his back fell heavily to the ground. The unique big eyes on his mask opened and shrank slightly, one big and one small, and he said painfully: "Oh, my belly and my back. "

"Spiderman?"

Rojo recognized the figure on the ground. The red and blue tights, the iconic black spider on the chest, and the authentic Queens accent revealed a childishness.

"Is he the Spider-Man who hangs around in the air every day?"

Logan looked at this weird outfit, "It looks like you are wearing pajamas. You are not with the group of people outside, are you?"

"Ahem. Ha, okay, it seems necessary to clarify. This outfit is what I usually wear in battle, but it is not pajamas. Have you ever seen such cool and fashionable pajamas? This , but a true tight-fitting combat uniform, designed to provide maximum flexibility and protection in intense battles."

Peter Parker rubbed his abdomen, stood up, and said, "You see clearly, it is made of the most expensive and best materials on the market!"

"No?"

Logan raised his eyebrows, his thick black eyebrows moved up and down, and he glanced at the lower body of the spider suit.

"No!"

Peter Parker covered his head subconsciously.

"Stop arguing. Those guys have gone far. Follow them quickly."

Rojo saw the sleepwalking team walking towards the end of the corridor. He quickly followed the water pipe and climbed to the top of the building.

Most of the buildings in Hell's Kitchen are old-fashioned buildings, which are characterized by being dense and compact, almost connected together, and with few floors.

He could completely use the gap between the buildings to jump over and follow the sleepwalking team below.

"You have super powers too?"

Seeing this, Peter Parker quickly threw his limbs against the wall and chased after him. He was obviously wearing a mask, but the big eyes on the mask revealed surprise, "I remembered, I saw you before, you and a girl! "

"When did you realize something was wrong with them?"

Rojo didn't answer. He stared at the team below and turned to ask Peter Parker, who was following behind.

"Last week I noticed that people were missing every night in Queens, and I felt something was fishy. So I made up my mind to find the murderer. More than an hour ago, I accidentally discovered this group of people on a street in Queens. People who are sleepwalking feel that things are not simple. In order to find out the truth, I followed them all the way."

Peter Parker did not hide it. Anyway, everyone can see this kind of thing with naked eyes. Besides, he has no clue. Maybe he can find the answer from these two people.

Logan Howlett was surprised: "Oh my God, they walked from Queens to Manhattan in their pajamas?"

"Most of the roads they took were deserted, otherwise passers-by would have called the police."

Peter Parker shrugged.

"That's all? Why don't you wake them up."

Rojo still cares more about Peter's thoughts.

"I suspect that those people who disappeared mysteriously before may also have disappeared due to sleepwalking. Although the police worked hard to find clues, they have been unable to find their whereabouts because the surveillance was interfered with and the images were blurry. I think we can find the answer by following them."

Peter Parker paused, hesitated, and said, "And I often hear people calling me when I sleep at night recently. It may be related to the person who caused the disappearance."

"Wait a minute, you said someone called you while you were sleeping? This sounds a bit like a fantasy drama, but... it could also be the work of a guy with special abilities."

The only thing Logan Howlett could think of were mutants or other people with super powers.

Luo Huo didn't speak, but he was thoughtful after listening. Then he looked at the sleepwalking team around the corner and was about to enter the alley, and said, "Follow and take a look first."

However, the four sleepwalkers below, who were moving strangely and stiffly, all stood there blankly after turning into the dark alley, and stopped side by side, motionless.

Under the meager moonlight, accompanied by the autumn wind and the sound of trash cans rolling on the ground, the faces of the four people looked a little pale and even more weird.

"They actually stopped."

Peter Parker stared at the four people below.

Rojo and Logan didn't speak, but the next second, they were all a little at a loss. They saw that the stiff bodies of the four people below lost strength in an instant, and they all collapsed to the ground in unison, snoring.

"Why are you all lying down?"

Logan was confused.

"Asleep, they are no longer sleepwalking, and have fallen into a deep sleep. It seems that the people behind the scenes have discovered that we are following."

Rojo jumped down and landed next to the four of them. He leaned over and pulled open their eyelids with his hands, checking to see if there was any physical weakness.

"It appears the plan has failed."

Peter Parker looked disappointed, "What should we do now?"

"Call the police, forget it, let SHIELD handle it, the others can pack up and go home to sleep."

Rojo said, taking out his mobile phone to send a message to Agent Hill. This kind of incident was obviously a supernatural incident, and it was the right choice to leave it to professionals to handle it.

"What is SHIELD?"

"The Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Agency, the agency responsible for dealing with paranormal incidents, such as this situation."

"Sounds cool. Are you an agent?"

"Well, you'll have a chance to meet them later."

"My God, are there really agents?! I can still get to know them, but I can only wait until later, not now?"

"No."

"why?"

"Because you are not qualified yet, when you are capable enough and they need you, they will naturally come to you. Don't worry."

"When was that?"

Peter Parker asked anxiously.

Logan on the side listened to Rojo patiently explain various problems to Spider-Man, and he was a little confused, "Spider-Man, you talk a lot. You look forward to SHIELD so much. Usually when they come to you, it's not a good thing. "

"Really?"

Peter looked at Rojo, his eyes full of questions. After all, as a slightly middle-aged boy, he was very curious about agents, especially those responsible for dealing with supernatural events. It was cool to think about it.

"Ah."

Rojo nodded, and also received the message that Hill was leading people here, and said, "You go first, SHIELD is coming. If they know that the matter is related to you, it will be very troublesome." "But. I want to see"

Seeing that Peter was still talkative, Rojo simply used telepathy to make him sleepy and trick his brain into going back to sleep. This trick was very effective. He used this trick to deceive Peter's spider sense, otherwise the two would have spiders. When people who are sensitive meet, a "chemical reaction" will occur.

"Well, you two, I'm leaving first."

Peter said with a yawn.

Luo Huo thought for a while, called him, wrote a number, handed it over, and said: "Wait a minute, if you encounter similar things again, or if you are a sleepwalker, just call me. If you are not busy, I will I can help you."

After Peter left, Logan Howlett was a little confused and asked, "Just leave this kind of thing to SHIELD. We still have a lot of things to do."

"You don't understand, I'm interested in this, and there's more to it than meets the eye."

Rojo looked at the sleeping man on the ground meaningfully and said, "This may be some kind of witchcraft, or it may be done by a sorcerer or mystic."

"Stop fantasizing, there is no magic in the world."

Logan disagreed.

"Maybe there is. You haven't searched the earth all over. How do you know magic doesn't exist?"

"If it is true, I haven't seen an owl messenger deliver a message to me."

The two chatted for a short time, and the SHIELD people arrived soon and took over the scene. They then went to the underground base to pick up their things, left Hell's Kitchen in the car, and returned to the suburban ranch.

When he left, Rojo was still thinking about the sleepwalker. If he could really find the person behind it, he might be able to open the door to Marvel magic.

However, in the pickup truck, neither Rojo nor Logan noticed that after passing through a dark street, a whirlpool of black energy emerged out of thin air. A man wearing a long robe, with a face that was white and black, with traces of blood around his eyes. The man with black scratches stared at the disappearing taillight of the pickup truck.

He muttered, his voice hoarse and low, "Who is this guy? He is very special, and the master will definitely like it."

The morning sunlight shines through the jungle leaves and onto the exterior wall of the wooden house, casting mottled light and shadow.The simple wooden house has been baptized by the years, and the brown wooden walls have become mottled, showing traces of history.Under the eaves, a string of colorful wind chimes hangs, and the breeze blows, ringing the crisp bells.

The lawn in front of the door was covered with dewdrops and sparkling with crystal light, and the wild flowers on the edge of the lawn swayed gently in the breeze.In the distance, white sheep flocked through the wheat fields, eating wheat seedlings leisurely. Everything seemed so harmonious and peaceful.

"morning."

Rojo opened the door, said hello to the people passing by, took a sip of coffee, and took a deep breath of the fresh morning air.

This was what I had dreamed of before in the underground base. During the few weeks I lived there, my vision seemed to be dimmed. Fortunately, the beautiful scenery in front of me now made everything clear again.

The ranch is not particularly large. The living area is in the central area of ​​the ranch. There are five red-tiled houses. The red-tiled house in the middle is the hall, conference room, and dining area. On both sides are the residences, Rojo, Logan, and Charles. And Marcos lives in the first petite red-tiled house on the left.

Surrounding the residential area are cattle and sheep pens and several warehouses. The cattle and sheep were donated by Tony. The infrastructure of the building is relatively old and needs maintenance. However, being able to live here makes everyone satisfied and no one cares about these. detail.

Holding the coffee cup, Rojo saw Lorna in front of the house next door and walked over, "What do you think of this place? Are you satisfied?"

Lorna raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing her white teeth, and answered without thinking: "It's better than I imagined. There is grass as soft as velvet, and there is sunshine. Moreover, everyone can finally lie quietly on the grass and look up at the stars in the sky. , enjoying the night sky.”

She looked at the old facilities again and said, "It's just a little old, but everything is slowly getting better."

"Suddenly I discovered that you are so easily satisfied. Maybe in the future, men will cheat you without having to take out their wallets."

Rojo joked, scanning some old tables and chairs, as well as the peeling paint and rotten walls, and said: "The ranch needs to be renovated. I remember that there are people in the base who used to be carpenters and architects. You can ask them for help." Fix these things.”

"Good idea, I'll ask the professor."

When Lorna heard this, she was very motivated and immediately turned around and went to the main room to find the professor who was having a meal.

When Logan Howlett was away, he appeared behind him, smoking and exhaling smoke, and said with a smile: "She will definitely be very virtuous in the future, don't you think so."

"She's not an adult yet, so don't tease her."

Rojo smiled helplessly.

"It's the first time I see those little guys so happy. Laura is too. She likes it here very much."

Logan finished his cigarette, put it out, and looked towards the grass not far away, watching Laura and other children playing on the grass, with a look of relief and emotion on his face.

"Oh my god, you look like an old dad right now, and he's about to cry. Don't be shy, just cry."

Rojo joked with a smile. At this time, he also noticed Bruce Banner sitting on a chair and watching the group of children.

Only then did he remember that Dr. Banner had not left last night, so he went up to say hello, "Are you still used to living here?"

"It's you, Rojo."

Banner was deeply impressed by this young man. At his age, he could say those words in a meeting, and his ideas were still fresh in his memory. Especially the professors and people in the base spoke highly of him.

He stood up and said, "I think this place is actually quite suitable for me. I feel an inexplicable sense of belonging."

"Because you have flaws inside of you, just like us."

Rojo joked: "We are all freaks, so we won't be uncomfortable adapting."

"No, no, I don't think you are freaks. Although you have flaws, and of course I have physical flaws, I believe that everyone is equal and there should be no discrimination or differences."

Banner obviously didn't understand that it was a joke, and was a little flustered and embarrassed. He was afraid that Rojo would misunderstand him, so he apologized quickly: "I told the truth, and I didn't mean to belittle you. I'm sorry for making you think so."

"Dr. Banner, you don't need to explain, I was just joking."

Rojo knew that Banner was relatively introverted. After all, Banner and the Hulk were two completely different personalities. One was gentle and talented, while the other was violent and a bit imbecile.

"is it?"

Banner put his hands in front of him, feeling uneasy no matter how much he put them.

Rojo put his shoulder on his shoulder, sat down on the bench together, and said: "It seems that the professor still didn't let you look away last night. Dr. Banner, if you can neutralize Banner and Hulk, it should be very good." It’s interesting, after all, your personalities are two different extremes.”

"Neutralize? It's not an easy thing for me to shake hands with Hulk and make peace. He is like a three-year-old child who easily loses control and likes to lose his temper. Last night, the professor tried to communicate with Hulk, and he actually thought I came out and beat up the professor, but fortunately, he was hypnotized by the professor in the end."

Dr. Banner couldn't help shaking his shoulders as he thought about what happened last night.

"It sounds like the results and the process were not great, and Hulk behaved very well for a three-year-old."

Rojo raised his eyebrows. The Hulk at this time was only three or four years old.

He continued: "However, the professor can only be a guide from beginning to end. He can't really help you. Banner, you are the only one who knows Hulk best. Hulk is a part of you. He is like your child. The final outcome actually depends on the relationship between you.”

Banner sighed and said in a low mood: "I just want to try to control him and prevent him from losing control. Once he loses control, he will cause great harm to the team. I almost destroyed God before. SHIELD’s Helicarrier.”

"Banner, you can't control the Hulk. He is alive and has independent thoughts. You should choose to accept his existence. Only in this way can you truly shake hands and make peace."

Rojo understands Banner's mood at this stage. Banner hates Hulk and hates him for ruining his life. No one likes that he can turn into a big green monster at every turn. No one likes this.

But Hulk doesn't like Banner either. He doesn't like Banner's control, Banner's dislike of him, and the fact that Banner is better than him in some aspects.

If you use two enemies to describe it, it actually doesn't fit. To be more precise, it's a father and a son. Hulk is just too rebellious.

"I still don't quite understand."

Banner was still confused.

"Don't be anxious, and don't worry too much. One day in the future, you will understand these words."

Rojo patted him on the shoulder, stood up and said, "Besides, Hulk has not affected you for the time being, so enjoy your life first."

"Ah."

Banner nodded, lost in thought.

At this time, Logan pushed the professor and walked over with Lorna, Marcus, and some unfamiliar faces.

The professor looked at Rojo and Banner and said, "They are asking me to be a teacher to train their mutant abilities. Are you two interested in going together?"

When Banner heard this, he temporarily put aside Hulk's troubles and said, "I haven't seen mutant training, of course I hope to see it."

Rojo did not refuse and said: "No problem, I quite like watching the game."

[PS: I'm really sorry that it took so long to update. I originally planned to update it at about [-] words, but after thinking about it, I'd better update it with a larger chapter. Please support! 】

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