The manufacturing method of the materials lining the cabinets obtained in the energy laboratory was ordered by Salomon, so Constantine found ways to enter SHIELD's file management department and the physical evidence storage department to search for files. "The Book of Darkness"
"The knowledge given to Joseph Ball and Lucy Ball allowed them to synthesize that magic crystal through scientific means. This knowledge is very important to the spellcasters in the Eternal City.
If each spell cast by a spellcaster is compared to a launched missile, then this crystal can be used as a missile fairing and a gyroscope.
The Eternal City needs to ensure that all spellcasters in the future world will not go insane all of a sudden when absorbing the energy of the non-material world, and to strengthen the magic abilities of spellcasters to some extent - after all, not every school of thought is compatible with the card.
Like Ma Taj, he has a long and stable spiritual course. Even Karma Taj, who pays so much attention to spiritual safety, has experienced betrayal and corruption of mystics more than once in history. This lattice material can alleviate it to a certain extent.
these questions.
In comparison, the problems faced by Salomon are somewhat trivial.
Lorna Dane looked at her watch - the gift from Athena was very, very expensive, even the girls in private schools couldn't afford it - Salomon had entered the house ten minutes ago.
So far there has been no gunshot, and the whole street is as quiet as usual. There is no gunshot, no sound of beating people or smashing objects, which makes little Lorna worried. She is not worried about her brother's safety, she is worried about the medicine
The safety of the traffickers. Such silence can only mean that those people Salomon killed as quickly as possible are probably preparing a solution and planning to pour it into the bathtub to dispose of the bodies!
Growing up, Salomon was a competent older brother, the older brother of all the children in the orphanage. Except for giving away guns and knives at birthday parties, he was very competent most of the time.
"Fuck it!" Little Lorna took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to jump out of the car. If Salomon was disposing of the body, she had to help. This is a family. However, she had just walked to the alley.
At that moment, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he saw Salomon walking out with a smile on his face. There was no blood on him, and there were no creases on his clothes. He was holding a square piece in one hand, about two inches long.
An unknown object the size of a palm was waving towards the alley with one hand. "What did you do?" Little Lorna stepped forward in disbelief, "You really didn't kill anyone?"
"No! Do you think I can attack the old lady who sells marijuana and OxyContin to pay for cancer treatment, and her mentally retarded grandson who dropped out of school, knows nothing at home, and has dyslexia? And the one who just started elementary school?
Great-granddaughter, she will still need tuition fees in the future!" Salomon flattened his mouth, "She is really a genius. She knows the price per gram of all types of marijuana on the market, and she can also roll cigarettes skillfully. That girl will definitely have a bright future.
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"Aren't you angry?" Little Lorna asked in surprise.
"It's not their fault they're making money this way, this neighborhood is a fucking self-aware cesspool, it's not going to allow the people here to move up in class and get out of this stinking place, it's going to suck the living in here
people's vitality until they turn into a puddle of mud. In this country, in this kind of place, they can only try to survive - they did it, even the bed bugs in their house are top-level bed bugs that have been specially trained and can
The kind that survives in the middle of the Sahara Desert.”
When Salomon said this, there was mostly helplessness in Salomon's expression, and the rest was pure anger. In this place, poor people also have to be ruthless and break the law to make money - not just selling contraband, stealing, and robbing,
Selling fake goods, you have to do anything. In fact, almost all the people who freeze to death every winter when they can't afford heating bills are these poor people. This kind of thing is simply appalling in a modern society. "This family is just a supplier for campus drug addicts.
Businessmen, their gross profits are not that big, they are not the real dangerous drug dealers. As long as they go to the hospital once, that family will be extremely poor. Do you want me to watch them live in poverty?" He poked little Lorna's head.
, "Don't laugh, just because I let them go doesn't mean I will let you go. You will definitely not be able to buy medicine in the future, and neither will the children in your school. But they can still make money, and the wastes in public schools now have enough
Marijuana is available!”
"What's that in your hand?" Little Lorna took the thing in Salomon's hand and turned it over.
"Marijuana brownies, a traditional American delicacy, Mrs. Doris's home baked desserts," Salomon said. "I also learned the mixing recipe from her, and she told me they were the best cigarettes she ever sold.
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Gu Yan
Little Lorna opened the tin foil package, pinched a small piece and put it in her mouth. After tasting it, she couldn't help but smack her lips, frowned, and looked disgusted.
"How much did it cost you?"
"Three thousand US dollars. Electronic transfer, clean money. No need to go to Indian casino to exchange for chips to launder money."
"Uh-huh, you're being taken advantage of in the rich area! Three thousand dollars for a plate of brownies baked with marijuana stalks! Fuck, this is like pig food! I know you're being kind, but they at least have to give you something sincere.
Said, otherwise they will just think you are easy to bully!" Little Lorna held the piece of cake between her arms, and then began to fold her sleeves up to her elbows. She crossed Salomon menacingly towards the alley, where the orange street lights
The light was projected downwards, stretching her figure very long, like a newly polished spear. "They actually thought you were one of those white virgins. It pissed me off! They didn't know how much sympathy you have."
Value! Look how I get justice for you! Hey, Fei! Get out of here! Don’t run! Don’t run!”
Salomon shrugged helplessly. He didn't know why such a good education class would turn to this form. He stood there and watched little Lorna chase away at extremely fast speed. She skillfully used
Using the spear-throwing skills she had learned from Athena's training, she hit the piece of cake on the drug dealer's head with great accuracy. Salomon, who was twenty-two and three meters away, could clearly hear the sound of the brownie cake and
The muffled sound made when the head collided. As long as you see how the cake tightly wrapped in tinfoil exploded, you can deduce how much strength Little Lorna used when throwing this thing. The one that was constantly being thrown by Little Lorna
The guy who kicked his ass but didn't pass out is proof - it seems that he is overthinking, there is no way that little Lorna will be bullied in school, she can only bully others. This is completely different from what he worries about,
Otherwise, he would definitely not have brought the gun. He wanted to tell her classmates that she had a family that was not easy to mess with, so he would shoot at the party.
Now it seems that I have used too much force.
"Wow! Thank you!" Salomon patted little Lorna on the shoulder. She ran a little far, and her shoulders were covered with sweat when she returned. However, thanks to years of exercise, she did not gasp for breath, and her face remained the same.
Ruddy. "Let's get back to the car quickly, you will catch a cold like this. I don't want you to catch a cold, otherwise I will have to take you to the manor in Oxfordshire to recuperate."
"You're welcome." Little Lorna sniffed, "It's indeed a bit cold now."
"If you don't mind, I'd like to ask a question."
"Just ask, we are a family!" She shook her sweaty hair and looked quite happy.
"How did you develop such an excellent taste of marijuana brownies, hmm? Ms. Lorna Dane, how do you want to answer that question?"
Little Lorna's face instantly turned pale. "Oh shit!"