Marvel's strongest warden

Scientists always see things that are different from ordinary people, just like wizards see things that are different from ordinary people.

Explosive Johnny came to the prison door, looked at the prison, and saw the video phone posted on the door.

This thing looks a little funny when used here, diluting the serious and depressing atmosphere of this prison.

It's as if this prison is a private villa.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked over and pressed the communication button above. The team member over there looked at his face and said, "Who are you?"

"Uh, I'm looking for someone."

He said nonchalantly, because at this moment, he suddenly couldn't remember who he should be looking for.

Looking for that young man who can turn into a monster?

But what is his name?

Johnny then remembered that the man didn't tell him his name at all, only that he was the warden here.

When he heard the question about who he was looking for, Johnny said, "I'm looking for your warden. I have an appointment."

"Okay, wait a moment."

He heard the cold voice of hanging up the phone, and turned to look at Roxanne with some anxiety. His girlfriend stepped forward and grabbed his hand to comfort him.

After a while, the door opened, revealing the dark door inside. Explosive Johnny felt a little strange looking at such a building.

It's not that he has never seen a prison before. In fact, he has seen both the old building and the new building.

But he had never seen a battle fortress like this. He believed that he was not the only one who would have this idea after seeing this building. This building did not look like a prison.

After he entered it, it felt even less like a prison.

Mason stood there waiting for him.

After taking him to the office, Mason said to him: "So, Johnny, why did you come to me?

Get rid of that hateful curse on you?

The curse that was set before with Mephisto?”

Johnny's face showed joy, and before he said anything, the person opposite knew what he wanted to say.

Does he really have a way to get rid of this curse on him?

"Can you help him?"

Roxanne asked first, and Mason gave them hot cocoa and sneered: "What are you helping you with? Helping you commit suicide?"

Hearing Mason's words, Johnny felt as if a fish that had jumped into the lake was caught, and he felt suffocated.

It was as if his lungs had become a decoration and he couldn't breathe the surrounding air.

"What do you mean?"

He asked in a deep voice, and Mason said to him: "Think about who you saw last night?

Johnny, do you remember the Dark Heart you saw last night?

Do you still remember who sent him to hell last time and turned all his plans into ashes?

It's you, my friend.

Of course the Ghost Rider in you is a curse, but did you know that he is also your talisman. Without this thing, not only you, but also your girlfriend and your friends will be affected.

Even the black-hearted devil will not let them go."

Explosive Johnny didn't say a word as he listened to these words. Intellectually, of course he knew that what Mason said was right, but emotionally, he couldn't accept this.

It was at this time that his cell phone rang and he answered the call.

The voice on the other end of the phone was so loud that Mason heard it.

"We agreed to your terms and can help you expel the devil in you, provided that you help us find a child."

"I'll think about it and get back to you."

After hanging up the phone, the monk on the other side, Morrow, looked puzzled. He looked at the phone again and felt that something was wrong.

At first, Johnny came to them and wanted their help to expel the curse from his body.

But now, when good things come to his door, he says he will think about it.

This puzzled him very much.

But this time he couldn't get help from others, so he had no choice but to go into battle on his own.

After taking a look at the greatly damaged monastery, Morrow sighed.

Monks are no match for armed mercenaries.

What happened was that Moro found a son of the devil and planned to purify him with the help of the monks in the monastery here.

But unexpectedly, a group of armed mercenaries broke in and snatched away the child, Danny, the son of the devil.

If the monks and elders had calculated correctly, it would be time for the demon to be reincarnated in the near future.

This cautious and cunning devil has been hiding among the crowd for too long, and his human skin has almost lost its effectiveness.

What he needs now is this half-demon son he carefully created.

He needs to use this child's body as his own container. Only at this time can he gain full strength.

The monastery had suppressed him for many years before, or thought they had suppressed this demon for many years. They did not want to fail in their efforts and let the demon escape in the end.

But perhaps the saddest thing now is that there is not much new blood left in the monastery. For the monastery, their glory no longer exists, the voice of God has not been conveyed for a long time, and they don't even have much money left.

Perhaps the only valuable thing here is the red wine still hidden.

They don't have the power to organize a war to eliminate demons.

Moro thought pessimistically. He got on his motorcycle and left in the distance. The monks sighed as they looked at Moro going away.

"We will win, right?"

Someone said in a low voice and desperately.

The leading monk turned his head angrily to see who was shaking the morale of the army, but when he turned his head, he found that everyone was constantly turning their heads to look for him.

His eyes swept over every face, and all he saw were expressions that were hard to distinguish between true and false. The leader of the monks felt that his heart suddenly felt very tired.

Have these people lost their fear of God?

He closed his eyes in pain and said nothing.

Because he knew that he himself was starting to waver, and he didn't know if they would win this time, just like he didn't know if Moro could find the child when he went out this time.

On the road in the distance, the mercenaries who got the child were very happy to get through the phone call. This was a big deal for them. After finishing this deal, they would be able to enjoy the food and drink spicy food and have a golden pot forever.

Wash your hands and stop doing this business.

Kidnapping a child, eight-figure reward.

He now estimates that he can wake up laughing even in his sleep.

He got through the phone and heard his employer's calm voice over there.

"Bring that child to New York, I will wait for you in New York."

"New York? It's not easy."

The mercenary leader said, but before he could tell what was wrong, the other party hung up the phone.

A dirty word.

The mercenary leader punched the steering wheel angrily, looked at the sedated child behind him and said, "Change the route, let's go to New York.

Damn rich people, I'll wait for you in New York."

He grotesquely imitated the voice of the person opposite him, and then burst into laughter.