I'm waving my magic wand in Marvel

"Is it true that no one complained about you breaking into a private house?"

John was speechless, couldn't this braised egg appear normally?

Nick Fury turned around, his eyes falling on John and then on Matt.

Fury said: "Are these the friends you made after hanging out for a day?"

"To be precise, it's the lawyer I hired." John said without changing his expression, "Specially used to deal with those thieves who break into private houses."

Matt had already taken off his night clothes. He was wearing a suit and tie, and he was holding a guide stick in his hand. He looked harmless.

"Lawyer?" Fury smiled inexplicably and said to John, "Hell's Kitchen is very lively today."

"Really?" John walked to the kitchen, opened his refrigerator, glanced at it, and said casually, "Maybe they are having a banquet."

"I was told you went to Hell's Kitchen?"

Fury walked over, "Maybe you can tell me some of your troubles and just treat me like an enthusiastic Uncle Jack."

"First, I don't have an uncle." John took out a bottle of milk and sneered, "Second, no normal person would tell his troubles to a black braised egg in a leather jacket."

"Stewed eggs?" Fury was stunned and touched his head. He turned to look at Matt, "So you want to tell him your troubles?"

"Maybe it's a good choice," John opened the milk, smelled it, and said casually, "Please show some respect to my lawyer, Mr. Director."

"Okay." Fury said to Matt, "Nice to meet you..."

"Matt, Matt Murdock." Matt, who had all the qualities a lawyer should have, said to John without extending his hand, "That bottle of milk has gone bad."

"You have a really good nose." John poured the milk into the cup and handed it to Fury.

Fury: "..." Do you think I'm a fool?

John said with concern: "Whiten it for you."

You asked a black man to whiten his skin?

Fury was provoked, but as the king of agents, he still has some courage.

He took the milk casually, put it on the table, and looked at John seriously, "I hope you won't wander around. If something happens to you, your father will drag the whole New York with you."

"Then you should protect my father even more." John grinned, showing his white teeth. "If something happens to him, I will drag this country along with him."

Fury looked at him deeply and said, "The Ten Rings Gang is more dangerous than you think."

"And I," John said, throwing the milk into the trash can, "are more dangerous than you think."

He turned and walked towards the second floor.

"If you have any questions, you can talk to my lawyer. I think the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau should be returned to the jurisdiction of the law."

Fury watched John go up to the second floor. He cast his eyes on Matt and said in surprise: "He actually remembered it?"

To be honest, this name is so awkward that even the people at SHIELD don't like it.

Matt smiled slightly, he was wearing red sunglasses, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

There was something about Fury that he didn't like.

The most important thing is that while this person is talking, his heartbeat is basically at an even rate.

It won't change at all because of any words, which shows that this person has a strong psychological quality and has accumulated lies for many years.

Fury didn't get any favors from both ends, and the most important thing now was not here. He took out a card from his pocket, put it on the table, and shouted to the second floor, "Call me if you need anything."

There was no response, so he turned around and left.

When the door closed, Matt walked around the living room.

John came down.

"What did you do?" Matt heard some movement above just now.

John put a bag on the table with a dull sound in his hand.

Matt fell silent and asked, "I heard the sound of the safe being opened just now."

"Oh, I opened my father's safe." John spoke honestly.

Although there is no password, who gave John the unlocking spell.

"The money here is legal and compliant." John pushed the money to Matt, "How about becoming the Wick family's lawyer?"

Dad has a lot of cash at home, there is 100 million here.

Matt raised the guide stick and pushed it back.

He said calmly: "I don't want to."

John raised his eyebrows and asked, "Reason?"

Matt said only two words, "Wick."

"You are Watson Wick's son," Matt touched the armrest of the sofa and sat down. "Your father, he is the largest underground power leader in the world. Isn't this reason enough?"

As the hero of Hell's Kitchen, Matt is no stranger to the name Watson Wick.

Entrepreneur, investor, hotel tycoon.

There's nothing wrong with putting these labels on Watson Wick, but he's more than that.

He was also the master of the Continental Hotel, the man who stood at twelve high tables.

So he will not accept this recruitment.

In his opinion, John just chose to win over him based on his ability.

When John heard the answer, he was not angry, but asked: "What if you are John Wick's lawyer?"

"Serving you?" Matt sneered.

"This is not charity, nor is it pity," John said seriously, "I need someone to do something for me."

"We're not friends yet, Matt."

"So I prefer exchange of equal value to get help."

"You are honest as if you are not Watson Wick's child." Matt looked at John.

This man has been full of mystery since his appearance. After learning that he is Watson Wick's child, the mystery does not decrease, but becomes more.

"If I don't agree, will you threaten me with my identity?" Matt asked his question.

John shook his head and said, "No, but you won't be able to get my help either."

"This is an exchange of equal value, mutual help."

Matt thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Take the money back."

John looked at him silently, and Matt continued: "This is too much money and does not meet the standards for what we charge."

With a smile on his lips, John stretched out his right hand and said with a smile: "Don't let Fudge hear it, he will kill you."

Matt held the hand and smiled knowingly when he mentioned his good friend, "He will indeed kill me."

The two reached a cooperation.

Matt becomes John's attorney and, if necessary, John's assistant.

Taking out a wad of money from the bag, Matt stuffed it into his pocket and walked outside.

"I'll ask Ferdinand to take you back," John joked. "If I get into trouble, I'll call you."

Matt shrugged, "The possibility is not low."

Those FBI will keep an eye on everyone in the Wick family.

He walked out the door of Wick's house and walked toward the car.

Ferdinand had completely changed his face, and he stuffed the piece of gold into his back pocket.

Although driving like this is a pain in the ass, it doesn't get in the way, and safety is the most important thing.

John knocked on the car window, and Ferdinand rolled down the car window and asked flatteringly: "How can I help you?"

"Meet me here tomorrow night."

John glanced at the pickup truck and said again, "Don't drive."

Ferdinand didn't understand John's intentions, but for the sake of gold, he was willing to do anything for the man in front of him who stabbed his right hand.

The car started out of sight, John looked up at the camera, and he snapped his fingers.

The camera is useless.

Natasha, who worked as an assistant at Stark Industries, looked at the blacked-out screen, with a strange color flashing in her eyes.

...

Stark in the laboratory where he works.

Tony stared at the new element data obtained from his father's model.

Blue light balls surrounded Stark, and he had an emotional and complicated expression on his swivel chair.

"You've been dead for 20 years and you still want to teach me?"

Howard Stark used his wisdom to tell his son that your dad is still your dad.

The things that had been troubling him in his life were actually solved by a man who had been dead for 20 years.

A smile appeared on Tony's lips, and a new element that replaced the palladium element appeared.

He clapped his hands hard, and the surrounding light balls shrank into his palms.

The blue light of the new element reflected in his beautiful eyes, and he was a little intoxicated.

"The new element you discovered should be able to replace the palladium element you are using." Jarvis, the computer butler, congratulated.

"Thanks, Dad."

Tony looked up at the purple crystal chip being analyzed on the machine and muttered to himself: "Magic."

The palladium element that almost killed him suddenly had two alternatives.

One is the crystallization of science, the other is mysterious magic.

Tony picked up a sledgehammer and started demolishing the house.

He wants to give the laboratory a major renovation.

When the new laboratory was about to be completed, a somewhat bald SHIELD agent walked in.

Agent Coulson.

He is here to say goodbye.

...