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Ancient One finally said, "If you need assistance, go to New York Sanctum." He didn't even mention the address of Sanctum Sanctorum, obviously it was assumed that Mike could be found.
After saying that, he drew a circle of sparks and stepped into it.
The circle of sparks disappears.
Ancient One is missing.
The next day.
Mike asked JARVIS to check the current situation of Stephen. Strange. After a while, Stark came.
Ask: "What's so special about this guy?"
Mike said directly, "This is someone's chosen successor and cannot die."
Mike asked JARVIS to investigate and collect information about Curly Fu, and did not ask for confidentiality. Considering that the boss might be interested, a copy of the information was backed up.
Stark would not pay attention to a surgeon for no reason, especially a male, but Mike paid attention to this matter.
He has read the information about Curly Fu. He is a genius and conceited. He is a bit like Stark in the surgical field, but he is not bothered.
Stark touched his chin and asked, "Does someone's criteria for selecting successors deserve a beating?"
Curly Fu is indeed the type who deserves a beating.
As someone who deserves to be beaten up, Stark expressed his dissatisfaction. It doesn't matter whether I am the successor or not. The key is that you have to invite me and then I refuse. From this point of view, Stark is worthy of being someone who deserves to be beaten up.
Stark asked, "Do you want JARVIS to continue to follow him?"
"Hmm.""
Mike nodded and said, "As long as it is not a fatal situation, there is no need to report to me?"
"What about being disabled?"
"No need."
After a moment of silence, Stark said, "This successor doesn't seem to be a good candidate. Wait, I seem to have heard of this name before. JARVIS..."
JARVIS said, "When the boss took out the shrapnel from the heart before, Mike mentioned this person."
Mike thought for a while, "I forgot, she's not a beauty..."
Stark nodded. "That's right."
He took out a watch and said, "This is an alarm. Once the space-time energy breaks through the warning line, it will sound an alarm and determine the latitude and longitude."
Mike took the watch, which had a smoky blue dial. It didn't look special and asked, "What does the alarm look like?"
As he spoke, the watch vibrated.
"That's it."
Stark said, stunned for a moment, and shouted, "I'm in a trough!"
Mike thought it was Stark demonstrating the alarm function, but the fact is that the alarm really happened.
Stark looked at Mike with strange eyes, and said quietly, "I just said you are poisonous!"
During perception, Mike indeed discovered anomalies in space-time energy.
After slowly reaching the peak, it fell directly to the bottom.
Something is coming from other dimensions.
Mike said, "I'll go over and take a look first."
After saying that, teleport directly.
Stark shouted, "I haven't looked at the coordinates yet..."
Mike is gone.
Like a last will and testament, Stark finished speaking abruptly into the air, "... here."
Robbie is a taxi driver. When he reaches middle age, he no longer has the freedom and ease of his youth.
He can't be free and easy. He and his wife work in a restaurant to support their family. There are several bank loans to repay. His son and daughter have good grades and can be admitted to a good university.
College tuition is also a huge sum for the United States middle class. After graduation, some students have to pay off the loan alone for several years.
Once a person has a burden, he cannot make a fuss. He can only slap the steering wheel a few times and curse a few words to vent his anger after being angry - the method of spiritual victory.
"Bichi! Bichi!" Robbie cursed and laughed after the curse.
Suddenly his smile froze.
He saw a limousine swerving out of the wall of the building.
He was stunned.
He swore that there was no door or crack in that wall.
The limousine just got out and lay across the street.
Robbie thought he had an illusion.
I forgot to brake for a moment.
By the time he reacted and slammed on the brakes, the yellow taxi had already hit the passenger door of the stretch sedan.
"Oh my God!"
Robbie was fine, but he held his head and started to cry.
Even if it's not his responsibility.
Even if the car is repaired, there is insurance.
But what about the working expenses for these days?
Moreover, the other party has a luxury car. Maybe the rich man would rather spend a lot of legal fees and put all the responsibility on you.
The more I think about it, the more desperate I become.
What erupts after despair is long-suppressed anger.
Robbie jumped out of the car.
Violent.
The driver of the limousine also opened the door and staggered out. He looked around in confusion.
"Where am I?"
"Damn it, Charles!" The driver of the car quickly ran to the rear door and opened it, "Charles, are you okay?"
There was an old man with cloudy eyes in the back seat.
"I, I'm fine, you... who are you?" The old man looked not very conscious.
The driver of the car breathed a sigh of relief and then looked at Robbie: "Is something wrong?"
Originally Robbie wanted to question, "You stinky dog. How can you drive a shitty car?"
Seeing the look in the car driver's beard, he felt a chill in his heart and said, "I'm just asking you if you are injured and do you need to call an ambulance?"
In United States, calling an ambulance or a fire truck costs money, but it is so expensive that people doubt their life.
The limo driver asked, "Where is this?"
"What?" Robbie thought he heard wrongly.
The limo driver asked again, "I said, where is this?"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Robbie always felt that the bearded man in front of him had a fierce light in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel weak and replied, "New York, this is New York!"
"New York?" The driver of the car looked at the two cars with one of you and one of you, and stopped talking.
At this time.
A hand patted Robbie on the shoulder.
Robbie was shocked.
When did you run up behind him?
It scares people to death!
The car driver also had a look in his eyes. Although his abilities were almost completely degraded, he didn't notice it either.
Mike took out a stack of green banknotes, waved them in front of Robbie's eyes, and said, "Five thousand US dollar, is it enough for you to repair the car yourself?"
Is it enough?
Robbie swallowed, it was enough, enough to buy two more used cars in good condition.
But life experience taught him that some advantages should not be taken advantage of casually.
So he asked, "Sir, what do you need me to do?"
Mike smiled and said, "It's very simple. Assuming that what happened today has never happened and you have never seen me or him, as for the car... you accidentally hit the railing, can you do it?"
Robbie nodded.
Mike put the money in Robbie's hand, "It's settled."
Holding the money tightly, Robbie quickly got into the car, reversed gear, and quickly disappeared.
Mike stepped forward, looked at the smashed car door, and casually lifted up the limousine parked diagonally on the road with one hand and straightened it so as not to affect traffic.
Someone who can lift a car weighing several tons with one hand is obviously not an ordinary person.
The limo driver squinted his eyes. "Who are you?"
"Me?" Mike said, "You can call me Mike. But before asking other people's names, shouldn't they state their names first?"
"Logan."
"Oh." Mike said, "I know, Wolverine, I think you must be curious about where you are and why you are here. How about..."
Pointing to the fast food restaurant next to him. "... how about eating and talking?"