The wrist of the Marvel world

The figures of the two people kept walking back and forth on the path between the stalls.

The night market in Yau Ma Tei is not big.

Based on Hao Wan's foot strength, he could definitely complete the rotation in less than an hour.

But now Hao Wan is still holding Andy, and considering her reasons, the speed is not very fast.

It's almost an hour's time.

The night market in Yau Ma Tei has also changed most of its locations.

The magic show in Hao Wan's mouth.

Andy never saw it, but the other street performances and several kinds of food on both sides made Andy very interested.

Although she couldn't stand the food from such a small stall, the energy consumed after walking continuously made her like a few good foods.

"Where is the magic show?"

After walking for a long time, Andy, who was wearing high heels, was inevitably a little tired, so he couldn't help but ask.

Hao Wan did not answer directly.

I thought to myself, isn’t it nearby?

If he's not in Yau Ma Tei, then he won't be in Tsim Sha Tsui or Bollan Street, right?

There are probably gathering places for these three street performers throughout Hong Kong.

Among them, Yau Ma Tei where I am located has the highest probability, and Bolan Street has the lowest probability.

The remaining area was not big, so Hao Wan simply stood there.

Perception is turned on, instantly covering most of the remaining unsearched area.

A street performance in the northeast attracted Hao Wan's attention.

Feeling the general outline of the performer, Hao Wan felt that he had almost found his goal.

Pulling Andy and walking towards the target, Hao Wan said with a smile:

"We'll be there soon, follow me."

After taking a few steps, Hao Wan's target appeared in his field of vision.

He is about 1.75 meters tall, male, with an upper-middle appearance. There is an upside-down magic hat in front of him, and loose change and coins can be seen inside.

In this case, a standard street performer.

At this moment, his fingers are nimble, and he is practicing the clichéd and simple poker magic tricks in his hands.

There were not many people watching, only a few scattered people, including a couple.

The card magic is simple and cliché, but it also attracts praise from the woman in the couple.

With acidity, the man in the couple spoke:

"Everyone can do such a simple magic trick."

The man's words made the street artist frown. The street artist stretched out his palm, clenched it and snapped his fingers.

A wisp of hot flame appeared on the index and middle fingers.

The street performer fiercely held the flame in his hand, causing the crowd of onlookers to scream.

He stretched out his hand again, opened his palm, and a budding flower appeared in his hand.

The street artist blew a breath, and the flower buds bloomed instantly.

It made the couple's woman's eyes sparkle.

The street artist pretends to deliver the blooming flowers in his hands to the woman.

But he was knocked down by the man's palm.

The petals broke off and fell to the ground.

The street artist hesitated to speak, and finally chose not to speak with an unnatural expression.

"It's an old trick, who are you trying to fool?"

The man spoke, and the frustrated expression of the street performer made him feel happy. He pulled his girlfriend and continued:

"Let's go, let's go, who can see this kind of magic?"

This scene happened to be seen by Hao Wan and Andy.

In Andy's opinion, the street artist's magic performance was indeed what the man said.

Cheesy and simple.

It's simply entry-level magic.

It was totally not worth the wasted steps that Hao Wan and himself walked for nearly an hour.

With doubts, Andy leaned into Hao Wan's ear and asked softly:

"Brother Hao, is this the magic trick you want to show me? Although what I said may be a little rude, this person's magic is indeed very average."

Hao Wan was staring at the street artist closely at this moment.

Andy's words touched his ears, and he heard them clearly.

The magic trick of the street artist in front of me is indeed average.

But what I want to see is not magic, but magical superpowers.

With a sense of expectation, Hao Wan pulled Andy towards the street performer and said as he walked:

"I told you, don't worry, you'll see it soon."

A few steps away, Hao Wan and Andy had already arrived in front of the street performer.

The street artist was silent in his newly exhausted state, and glanced at Hao Wan and Andy. They were handsome men and beautiful women, and they seemed to match each other very well.

The performance of the previous couple made him think about what kind of magic would be more appropriate to perform.

He tried his best to smile and was about to speak.

The red-haired Asian figure in front of him was the first to say:

"Come on, show me a wonderful magic trick, I'm not short of money."

Thinking about the program and preparing to perform.

The red-haired man in front of him saw two hundred-dollar bills in his hand, threw them into the magic hat at his feet, and spoke again:

"I said wonderful, do you know what I mean?"

As he spoke, the red-haired man leaned forward, his tall body staring at him with two eyes.

At this moment, the street artist finally couldn't control his emotions, and the previous couple was so angry that he exploded at this moment.

While thinking, the street artist raised his hands.

Swinging his arms violently, when he returned again, a huge flame appeared in the hand of the street artist out of thin air on the clenched palm.

Then the street artist put his hands together, and the two flames merged into a larger flame, which was lifted by the street artist with one hand.

The street artist violently flicked a huge flame held in one hand.

The flames left the palm, dancing like a huge fire dragon in the air for a moment, and then were consumed.

As expected, the scene of the red-haired man and woman being scared away did not appear.

I only see this moment.

Wan Hao laughed and watched the street performer's performance. He pointed his finger at the street performer and looked at Andy beside him, and said:

"Look, I told you, this magic is wonderful."

Andy nodded stiffly. The situation just now made her almost scared to run away.

If Hao Wan hadn't been by his side, he would have run away.

When the street artist threw the flames in his hands, she really felt the heat, and could even smell the burnt smell of her own hair.

That was not an illusion, but a real flame.

"That's what I want to see!"

Hao Wan spoke again, his eyes locked on the street performer in front of him.

At this moment, Andy stammered and wanted to speak.

Under the flames at that temperature, she didn't understand how the street performer in front of her could keep her arms intact for so long.

Hao Wan turned to look at Andy and then said:

"You are also tired today. Go back to the hotel and rest first. I will have a chat with this gentleman."

Patting Andy's butt, Andy asked more questions and walked towards the road.

Shortly after Andy left, Hao Wan looked at the street performer and said:

"Isn't this magic?"

The street artist stopped his movements and locked his vigilant eyes on Hao Wan.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I can give you a chance."

Hao Wan spoke, and as he spoke, he took out bundles of U.S. dollars from his pocket and weighed them in his hands:

"Would you consider hanging out with me?"