True Marvel World

A minute later, Iron Man took off his steel armor and turned it into a suitcase. He wore sunglasses and came to Ron's side. Said the guy who raised his hands to a girl who was very exposed.

"Ron, this guy whose kidney is weakened at first glance, is it the magician you are talking about?"

"Of course not." Ron waved his hand and drove away the exposed girl who had been frightened. "This guy is at best a magician who can do magic. It has nothing to do with a real magician."

"Cut, I thought you were going to say that this guy is a vampire in European myths and legends!" Tony rolled his eyes: "What are you going to do with this guy?"

"Why should I deal with him? I still need him to take us to the Wizards Guild." Ron looked at the pale-faced guy: "Hey, very vampire-like guy, take us two wizards to London. Association, okay?"

"I'm not a vampire, and I'm not a magician, I'm a wizard, a powerful wizard, understand?" The pale-faced guy looked angry and shouted.

Ron picked up a brick on the ground and walked up to that guy: "I care if you are a wizard or a wizard. Now you only need to take the two of us to your association, don't you know?"

"Uh..." Looking at the big brick that was only 1.5 cm away from his eyes, the pale-faced guy was really angry. He flipped his fingers, as if he had thought about releasing magic.

Seeing this guy so disobedient, Ron directly slapped the guy's face with a brick, and at the same time he kicked the guy into the air, he also interrupted his hand.

"What a fool, my bricks are all on your face, but you are still making some magic handprints. It is true that the big bricks in my hand are a joke!"

"You dare to do something to me as a wizard, looking for death!" The fiasco fell on the ground for a while, then immediately stood up, yelled at Ron, and made his fingerprints again. I don't know whether to release the magic or not. witchcraft.

"Pop!" Then, a big brick flew to his face and hit it directly on the ground.

"I'm a wizard... Pop!"

"My master is very good...crack!"

"I want you to die...pop!"

"I...pop!"

...

After going back and forth ten times like this, this guy finally compromised: "Brother, eldest brother, can I be wrong, I am wrong, stop hitting me with bricks, please!!!"

"Do you want to take us to your magician's association now?" Ron still held the brick and pointed at this guy.

"It's a wizard..." The guy retorted in a low voice, but after a glance at the brick in Ron's hand, he immediately closed his mouth, crying.

"I don't even know the Wizarding Association, no, where is the Wizarding Association!"

"Then how did you become a magician?" Ron asked.

"I met an old man a year ago, and after giving him something to make people happy, he insisted on it." This guy looked very innocent, as if he didn't want to.

"Where is that old man now?"

"How do I know? He taught me some witchcraft... After magic, he just left. I don't even know where he went!"

Ron's expression disgusted: "It's really useless! But even if you don't know where the Magicians Association is, you always know other magicians. Take us to meet those people, they must know where the Magicians Association is!"

"Yes." This guy showed a flattering smile: "I know a guy, he is a member of the Mage Association, lives nearby, I will take you to see him!"

"Well, lead the way." Ron pointed to the road and motioned to go straight over.

"Just hit someone with a brick, Ron, isn't your questioning method a bit too cruel?" Tony on one side followed him, standing side by side with Ron.

"Where is it?" Ron looked righteous, "Tony, don't you know what that guy just wanted to do? If it weren't for me to stop, this guy would have been crushed to death by that exposed girl. Will you save him?"

"What kind of logic is this, Ron, why can't I understand what you are saying?" Tony was speechless, why was his question and Ron's answer so strange?I feel tired talking with Ron...

No accident happened after that, Ron and Tony followed the pale-faced guy to the front of a dilapidated wooden house.

It's strange to say that in London, a modern and central area where the land is rich in gold, there is actually a broken log house with all wooden structures and even the windows.

"There lives a great magician named Kester, who has a very strange personality. I can only take you here. Goodbye..."

After bringing Ron and Tony here, the pale-faced guy turned paler and looked very frightened. After speaking, he ran away without wanting to stay here for a moment.

"Karst (karst?), is this a landform?" Ron frowned. He hadn't heard of the name, is it amazing?

"Let's go in." Ron knocked on the wooden door, and when he found that the door was not closed, he stepped in first, calling Tony to come in too.

And Tony frowned when looking at the black paint inside, there was no wooden house at all, he hesitated, and finally followed in.