True Marvel World

A minute later, Iron Man took off his steel armor, turned it into a suitcase again, and came to Ron's side wearing sunglasses. Said the guy who got his hands up and down with a very scantily clad girl.

"Ron, this guy with kidney deficiency at first glance, is it the magician you said?"

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

"Cut, I thought you were going to say that this guy is a vampire in European mythology!" 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 Society of Magicians." Ron looked at the pale guy: "Hey, very vampire-like guy, take us two to the magician in 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 shouted angrily.

Ron picked up a brick on the ground and walked up to the guy: "I don't care if you are a magician or a wizard, now you just need to take the two of us to your association, understand?"

"Uh..." Looking at the big brick that was only 1.5 centimeters away from his eyes, the pale guy was really angry, and he rolled his fingers, as if he had thought about releasing magic.

Seeing that this guy was so disobedient, Ron slapped the guy on the face with a brick, and at the same time he knocked the guy flying, he also interrupted the movements of his hands.

"What a fool. My bricks are all in your face, but you are still making some magic handprints. I really think the big bricks in my hand are a joke!"

"How dare you attack a wizard like me, courting death!" The disastrous guy who fell to the ground was stunned for a while, then stood up immediately, pointed at Ron and shouted, and formed a handprint, not knowing whether to release magic or not witchcraft.

"Crack!" Then, a big brick flew to his face, hitting it directly on the ground again.

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

"My master is amazing...crack!"

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

"I...crack!"

...

After going back and forth for more than ten times, the guy finally compromised: "Brother, big brother, I was wrong, okay, I was wrong, stop hitting me with bricks, please!!!"

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

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

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

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

"I met an old man a year ago, and he taught him something after he gave him something fun." 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 it was magic, he just left. I don't even know where he went!"

Ron's face was disgusting: "It's really useless! However, even if you don't know where the Magician's Association is, you always know other magicians. Take us to meet those people. They must know where the Magician's Association is!"

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

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

"Smashing people directly with bricks, Ron, isn't the way you ask questions a little too harsh?" Tony on the side followed, and was side by side with Ron.

"How can there be?" Ron looked righteous, "Tony, don't you know what that guy just wanted to do, if I hadn't stopped this guy, this guy would have been squeezed to death by that exposed girl, I'm here Can you save him?"

"What logic is this, Ron, why can't I understand what you're saying?" Tony was speechless. Why are his questions and Ron's answers so strange? I feel so tired talking to Ron...

After that, nothing happened, Ron and Tony followed the pale guy to the front of a dilapidated wooden house.

It is strange to say that in this modern and central area of ​​London, there is still a dilapidated wooden house where all the structures are made of wood, even the windows are made of wood.

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

After bringing Ron and Tony here, the pale guy turned even paler and looked very frightened.

"Karst, is this a landform?" Ron frowned, he had never heard of this name, was it very powerful?

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

And Tony looked at the dark inside, there was no wooden house at all, he frowned, hesitated for a while, and finally followed in.

"Young man with great power, when you visit here, is there anything you want to find me, an old bone?"

After Tony also entered inside, an old and cold voice began to sound, making people feel that the person behind the voice must be an extremely cold guy.

"I'm here to find someone, an extremely powerful character among your magicians!" Hearing this voice, Ron finally got serious and said.

"I'm a wizard, not a magician!" Hearing Ron's words, the old voice looked a little angry, but then he laughed miserably and sighed.

"But at this point, what's the difference between a magician and a wizard, tell me, who are you looking for? If I know, I'll tell you!"

"Legendary Archmage, Merlin!" Ron smiled, and as his voice fell, the whole room began to light up, illuminating the wooden chair, wearing a black cloak and a long hat, all skinny elder.

The old man stood up and walked in front of Ron and Tony. He didn't even look at Tony, but stared at Ron for a long time before turning around and sighing.

"You are not the same as us, you go, I will not receive you here..."

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