My Stand-in is Steve

  Chapter 469 Return

   "Hey, he's not in the right state!"

  Strange was staring at the other party, but when he saw this guy suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out a lot of tentacles, he was also taken aback, and quickly turned his head to remind Fang Mo.

   "Don't panic, it's normal for cult members to occasionally suffer from severe illness..."

Because it is self-directed and self-acted, Fang Mo is extraordinarily calm at the moment. He is still deliberately performing surgery on Ethan, using a sickle to gently cut a hole in his body, and then he is in a daze. While waiting for the wound on his body to heal again.

   "No, he doesn't look crazy in this state."

Hearing what Fang Mo said, Strange also quickly denied it, and said in a panic: "He started spitting tentacles out of his mouth, isn't this... Oh, I'll go! His arms and forehead started to grow eyes ! Hurry up and deal with it!"

   "What are you talking about, why are you surprised when I asked you to watch someone for me?"

  Fang Mo deliberately delayed for a while after hearing the words, and then slowly turned around: "All right, all right, let me see, what is he... huh?"

   Halfway through speaking, Fang Mo deliberately showed a surprised expression.

  Under the erosion of the power of the abyss and wasteland, the appearance of the leader of the cult at this moment has indeed become a little scary.

  His originally thin and tall figure became fat and bloated, the skin on his body was so tight that it was even a little transparent, the ferocious blue blood vessels underneath were clearly visible, and there seemed to be something swimming and wriggling under the skin.

For now, this guy can no longer be seen as a human being. His mouth, nasal cavity, and even eye sockets are constantly drilling out tentacles. These bright cyan tentacles are full of mucus, swinging crazily in the air Suddenly, the magic rope that originally bound his body was completely broken, and his whole body was paralyzed there in a posture that humans could not do.

   "Well, can I ask?"

   Strange is obviously the first time to see such a monster that makes people lose their San value. At this moment, the cold sweat on his forehead keeps breaking out: "Is this guy trying to blow himself up?"

   "Self-explosion is not possible, but it is also very troublesome."

  Fang Mo deliberately put on a troublesome expression, frowned and said in a deep voice: "This guy should have obtained the power of Sargeras, and now he is completely out of the category of human beings."

   "Then what to do?"

   Strange heard the words and hurriedly asked: "Even you are not his opponent?"

   "It's not a problem for me to hit him."

   Fang Mo explained: "But the problem is that I have a problem with Sargeras. Since he can control this cultist, he should be able to control other people as well. The real trouble is other fanatics. Once they attack the temple, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

   "Ouch!!"

  Here Fang Mo was talking, the leader of the cult on the opposite side suddenly roared.

Accompanied by this strange, vomiting-like roar, the other party suddenly jumped up from the ground, and all the magic energy ropes binding his body were snapped in an instant. He raised his hand directly, and a bright blue beam shot at Fang Mo in an instant. come over.

"careful!"

   Strange hurriedly shouted upon seeing this.

  Fang Mo deliberately raised his hand to block it, and the cyan energy exploded in front of him instantly. There was only a loud bang, and the shock wave raised a lot of smoke and dust, covering several people directly in it.

   Soon the smoke dissipated.

   However, the leader of the cult has disappeared.

   "Missing?"

   Strange seemed to be taken aback when he saw this, and then looked around nervously: "Have you hid?"

   "Probably ran away."

Fang Mo shook his head: "If Sargeras can really control him, then he shouldn't let this guy confront me. After all, I still have two infinity gems in my hand. Unless his body comes, otherwise Just a few believers really can't beat me..."

   "Infinity Gems?"

  Strange asked curiously: "What is that? It's like a magic crystal stone?"

   "It's about the same, it's a very outrageous artifact." Fang explained perfunctorily, and then walked to the operating table again, and continued to operate on Ethan.

   "No...he has already escaped, why don't you go after him?"

  Seeing that Fang Mo looked like a normal person, Strange couldn't help asking, "Just let him run away like this?"

"if not?"

Fang Mo asked without looking back: "I have to chase him out and kill him? That guy is just a puppet of Sargeras, and killing him is meaningless, and it will even make Ethan and you reunite." Putting yourself in danger, have you ever thought about what would happen if the group of fanatics came back suddenly? Could you drive a wheelchair and shout a ruthless iron hand?"

"Well…"

  Hearing this, Strange also hesitated.

   "Fang Mo...Mr. Fang Mo..."

   While Strange was hesitating, a somewhat panicked voice suddenly sounded from the ground. Strange followed the sound and looked down, only to find that it was actually the two councilors from before.

When the leader of the cult was interrogating them before, he cut off his arm with a coral blade. Since there was no way to stop the bleeding, the blood had already flowed all over the place, but the vitality of this councilor was really tenacious. He was dead all over the place, but he survived until now, and even asked Fang Mo for help.

   "Mr. Fang Mo, help me."

  I saw the congressman say weakly: "I feel so cold, I feel like I'm about to die..."

   "It can't be cured, wait for death, and leave."

However, Fang Mo didn't even turn his head to the Congressman's plea for help: "I'm treating my old friend Ethan. I've always been the most loyal person. If my brother is in trouble, I will help him. In ancient times, Hua Tuo scraped the bones of Guan Erye to heal the poison, and now we, Fang Mo, give Stark Ling Chi the palladium...So sorry, I don't have time to save you now."

   "But you can't ignore death, Mr. Fang Mo."

  The congressman here also desperately tried to lower his posture, and said weakly and sincerely: "Please, I really don't want to die..."

   "Just save him."

After all, Strange is a doctor, and seeing this scene, he couldn't help persuading him: "Isn't your scythe able to cure people with just one cut? Even if you don't like these politicians, they are still a life, right?" ?”

   Speaking of this, Strange also took the initiative to control the wheelchair and walked over, then pulled out a worn-out belt from his waist, and leaned over to help the other party stop the bleeding first.

   "Do you save people without distinguishing between good and evil?"

  Fang Mo glanced at Strange: "You saved a politician today, maybe you will spread the mold that grows in any country in the future. You call this kindness?"

  “From the first day I became a doctor, I swore never to do evil. I became a doctor just to save people.”

   Strange said while tightening the arm of the councilor on the ground with a belt.

   "Yeah, that's what I thought too."

  Fang Mo also laughed when he heard the words, and then turned around and slapped the congressman on the ground with a sickle: "I saved an art student who failed the exam, and I also think it was a good deed."

   "You are a bit out of line."

  Strange understood the other party's metaphor, and directly raised his forehead.

"No, no, you're thinking too much." Fang Mo shook his head directly: "Do you think I'm regretting it? Wrong, in fact, I've always cared about this matter to be proud. Until today, I'm Karma Taj is well-known as the Master of Magic, but my favorite brand of shampoo is Adolf, and my favorite drama is German soap operas..."

   "..."

   Strange was speechless after listening, staring at Fang Mo for a long time without speaking.

  He had a premonition that if he continued to get along with this guy, he might go to **** someday.

   "Okay, it's cured."

  Fang Mo pulled the sickle blade out of the congressman in disgust, and then waved his hands and urged: "Hurry up, don't let me continue to be an eyesore, or you will die to make Liuwei Zhuanggu Tea..."

   "But the matter of contacting the Avengers..."

  The short congressman seemed to want to say something more when he heard this, but before he could finish speaking, the tall congressman quickly gave him a hand: "Then let's go first."

   After finishing speaking, the two left in the same way.

   After the two left, the atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

   But fortunately, Ethan, who was originally unconscious, woke up slowly. He groaned in pain, and then slowly sat up from the operating table.

   But after waking up, Ethan was stunned for a moment, and then looked around.

   "Yo, Ethan, are you awake?"

   Seeing the other party awake, Fang Mo also greeted him with a smile: "No need to look for it, don't worry, the enemy has already been beaten away by me."

   "You misunderstood, Fang Mo, what I am looking for is not an enemy."

   Ethan said, touching his chest subconsciously: "I'm just looking for medical trash cans, I want to see how many buckets I filled this time."

   "Ahem..."

  After hearing what Ethan said, Fang Mo also coughed twice in embarrassment, and then whispered: "Well, Ethan, you have a skin injury this time, and I didn't operate on you."

"Yeah?"

  Ethan also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words: "That's good, it seems that I can sleep well tonight."

   "I think you might not be able to sleep."

  Strange, who was not far away, heard this, and couldn't help but said: "At least after you see the damage of this hospital, I guess you need some tranquilizers to fall asleep."

"What?"

  Ethan seemed to be taken aback when he heard this.

  Strange didn't speak, but just raised his hand and pointed to the outside. On the upper floor of another hospital building not far away, a large hole as big as several floors was hanging there.

  Besides, the equipment in this operating room is also a mess.

"Well, the extent of the damage is indeed a bit serious." Ethan nodded, but he seemed quite calm: "It seems that the repair cost must be expensive, but this is good, I just can take the opportunity to rest for a while .”

   "Don't you have a headache at all?"

   Strange asked.

   "This hospital was given to me by Stark, and I didn't build it with my own money." Ethan asked back, "Why do I have a headache?"

   "..."

   Strange was also speechless after hearing this.

"But speaking of Stark..." At this point, Ethan suddenly turned his head to look at Fang Mo: "I also heard part of the conversation between the two congressmen just now, Fang Mo, what happened to the Avengers? Stark okay?"

   "Oh, he's fine now, on an alien vacation."

  Fang Mo briefly explained: "Actually, this matter is simple to say. It is nothing more than the Sokovia agreement. The Magnesium government wants to put a dog collar on the superhero..."

   "This is just nonsense."

  Ethan couldn't help but frowned when he heard this: "These politicians just want to control this power in their own hands, just like nuclear weapons. This agreement is so stupid."

   "Yeah, that's why I let them leave Earth first."

  Fang Mo spread his hands and said: "It's just that I didn't even expect that a dimensional demon **** Sargeras suddenly popped up at this juncture."

   "But this is actually good."

  Ethan thought for a while and said: "The Magnesium government may consider rescinding this stupid agreement due to public opinion."

   "But this will kill a lot of people, right?"

  Hearing this, Strange next to him couldn't help but said: "You also saw it just now, these cultists are just like terrorists..."

   "That's why we have to find a way to deal with these cultists."

Fang Mo turned his head and spread his hands to Strange: "Ancient One should already be thinking of a way, and I will also find a way to investigate this group of cults, including why Sargeras asked for your hands... "

"ha?"

  Ethan was also stunned after hearing this: "What kind of evil **** wants Doctor Strange's hands? Why?"

   "I don't know either, probably trying to prevent something from happening."

Fang Mo shook his head slowly: "Anyway, I'm still investigating this matter, but this guy can't go home for the time being, and he must be well protected in Karma Taj, otherwise he might be arrested again. People cut off their hands."

   "Is there anything I can do for you?"

   Ethan asked.

"It's nothing." Fang Mo shook his head first, then after thinking about it, he invited: "By the way, you have also experienced those things just now, why don't you go to Karma Taj with us? It's really impossible to learn." The portal is also very convenient."

   "Then my side..."

   Ethan glanced at the messy operating room, his face showing embarrassment.

"It's okay, I'll just call and find someone to help you deal with it." As Fang Mo said, he took out a big sword from behind, with a phone plugged into it: "Call Jarvis and let him Buy a construction crew and come over and fix this place, and the money will be on Stark."

   "Okay, let's go."

   After explaining a few words, Fang Mo directly drew in mid-air and opened a square portal: "Let's go back to Karma Taj first."

  (end of this chapter)