Lao Jiang temporarily left the MAGA world with his spoils .
But the story of that world continues.
In particular, he also left two "new employees" there.
Mike and Denise have already entered their respective working states. They are also responsible for finishing the battle against the Star Secret Society. In fact, there is nothing to finish.
Before that battle, Lao Jiang said that they wanted to capture as many people alive as possible, so not many people were killed, and those corpses were basically "cleaned up" under the ravages of Gu Miao's Fiery Sun Seal.
All the two rookie heroes need to do is call the "Super Cleaning Experts" company that specializes in handling hero aftermath, and ask them to send people to raze the uninhabited town to the ground.
The superhero stories in the MAGA world are very old and have formed a special business system. Things like Super Cleaning Experts, which specialize in cleaning up the butts of superheroes, can be found everywhere.
This industry is monopolized by the Cupid Group.
That’s right, it was the group behind the charity hospital where Denise had lived before. These cleaning companies were very professional. They never asked their employers too many questions, nor did they care who the two sides in the fight were.
Standard payment service.
And the price is a bit expensive.
After all, we are serving noble superhero gentlemen, which requires a lot of work and attention to details, so it naturally costs a lot of money.
After Mike opened the "treasure" left to him by Lao Jiang, the safe full of gold bars was enough for him to complete this expensive transaction.
After Jiang Xia left, Mike and Denise first spent money to rent a nice apartment, began their shameless cohabitation life, and then started working for Lao Jiang.
After seeing with their own eyes the power of Boss Jiang and his gang, the two rookies no longer had any thoughts of cheating.
But they thought that the matter of the secret meeting was over.
Actually, no.
On the third day, in the small town at the foot of Tod Mountain, more than ten construction cleaning vehicles and hundreds of workers were busy in the ruins. Two-thirds of the town had been demolished.
In one more day the work will be completed.
However, the busy workers did not notice that there were several people standing next to the large pit burned by the high temperature behind the town.
It's strange.
These people clearly did not conceal their actions, but the workers coming and going always inadvertently ignored them, as if these people did not exist.
"There are traces of a powerful magic explosion. Judging from the remaining magic power, there was at least an explosion of nearly 4,000°C in temperature, with a strong impact force."
A middle-aged man wearing a white suit and a black rose stuck on his chest stood up from the edge of the pit, took out a handkerchief and wiped the dust off his hands.
This guy with a slicked-back hair said to the people around him:
"Asuna is in big trouble, no doubt. She left a secret letter with a code word, telling us that the invaders from a thousand years ago have returned.
But let's be honest.
I personally don’t really believe this statement.
Rather than the illusory invaders of the so-called Millennium War, I would rather believe that Asuna has indulged in the pleasures of ordinary people for too long and her brain has been burned by lust.
She may have gotten into trouble with a superhero or a super criminal, which brought disaster to her small, declining force.
And they are trying to use this childish method to drag us down as well.”
“That makes sense.”
Another black man, who was wearing hip-hop clothes, a big gold chain around his neck, a baseball cap on his head, and big rings of vulgar taste on all ten fingers, and dressed like a rapper, nodded in approval.
He said in a brisk tone:
"Yo, we all understand. Although we were one family hundreds of years ago, now, yo, everyone has gone their separate ways. Yo, my family doesn't want to get involved in this."
"If you want to talk properly, then use that terrible tone again and I'll throw you into hell! You must be able to get along well with those seducers."
The black man's rap tone angered the other woman.
She was dressed very similarly to the witch Asuna, both wearing heavy robes, and even the black witchcraft magic wrapped around her body was exactly the same.
She scolded the black man, who wanted to refute but seemed unable to afford to offend her, so he timidly stepped aside, put on his headphones, tapped the ground with his toes, and enjoyed his music.
“That crazy president has been suppressing heroes for the past four years, especially after the Hero Civil War. There are few real superhero activities in New York, and even the entire East Coast.
There are only a bunch of street heroes left here, trying to take advantage of the situation to rise up.”
The witch, who looked like an ink spirit, said coldly:
"Open your eyes and take a good look at this pit in front of you. These remaining violent magic powers, do you think those street heroes can create such a big scene?"
"Compared to your previous speculation, I am more willing to believe Asuna's message. Perhaps the invaders from a thousand years ago have really returned. The Secret Society needs to unite again."
"Haha, of course you'll believe that little bitch."
The man in white said rudely:
“After all, that stuffy witch is your disciple. Although she is not the most outstanding one, she is definitely the most stubborn one. She considers herself the orthodox one of the secret society.
She madly slandered us as heretics, and even your mentor was bluntly denounced by her as an old witch who was obsessed with money.
But even so, Ms. Windsor, you still choose to believe her.
Women.
It's not a rational creature."
"I advise you to speak properly, Wilder."
The great witch named Windsor said coldly:
"In addition to being an ancient witch, I am also the chief consultant of the Women's Rights Association. What you just said will get you into trouble.
Big trouble.
Believe me.
I trust Asuna not just because she is my disciple.
I went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art and saw that the Stargate hidden there had been taken away. Who else would have taken that thing except those invaders?
As you all know, the magic on the Star Gate is quite strange. We have tried for hundreds of years and have not been able to crack it.
You must take this matter seriously!
My subordinates and I will be responsible for detecting the intruder. Once the intruder's identity is confirmed, all branches of the secret society will unite.
It's not just you and Sabo.
All forces throughout North America that still recognize the legitimacy of the Secret Order must respond to the call of the Millennial Mission! "
The man in white and the black rapper looked at each other, and after a few seconds, they leaned over at the same time and performed an ancient etiquette that represented obedience.
But soon, the showy Mr. Wilder raised new questions.
He said:
“If the invaders from a thousand years ago really came back to this world, according to the notes of our ancestors, we would not be able to stop them with only our now declining secret society.
We also need support from other forces.
Maybe I should use some of my connections to ask those reclusive superheroes to come back. I mean, the real heroes.
What do you think, Lady Windsor?
"You don't need to remind me."
The ancient witch shook her head, looked into the distance, and said:
"My ancestors and I have been prepared for this."
"Oh, I almost forgot."
Mr. Wilder laughed, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said meaningfully:
"In addition to being an ancient witch and a feminist fighter, Madam Windsor is also the major shareholder behind the Justice Company. Foolish Asuna believes that her mentor has become a corrupt businessman.
But actually, it’s not.
Mrs. Windsor, you are just strengthening the legacy of the Secret Society in another way.
You are the true orthodoxy of this ancient organization.
So, this time, ma'am, are you going to use your seven little toys?
The Big Seven, what a majestic, yet ridiculous title. "
“They just lack experience.”
The Windsor Witch took a step back, and the dark magic in her body, like ink, began to boil. With the flick of her fingers, a portal appeared beside her.
She gracefully leaned slightly towards the two people in front of her, then stepped into the portal.
explain:
"They are strong fighters with great potential and can become protective heroes, but times have changed after all. We cannot use the same standards we had back then to demand the young people of today.
They believe that heroes should be admired and guardians should be bathed in glory and cheers. They crave the honor of being recognized and followed.
If that's all they wanted.
So why not satisfy them?"
"But such a high profile will draw dissatisfaction from the real heroes. I mean those low-key guardians. They have been dissatisfied with your Justice Company for a long time."
Mr. Wilder, in the back, said to the Windsor Witch:
"I have some well-informed friends who told me that some secret heroes working for the FIB are planning to cause trouble for your business, and they have the support of the top brass.
Mr. Sleeping King asked me to remind you...
Do you understand what I mean?
Superheroes are the base of the silent sleeper king who wants to run for president, and he will not allow your company to steal the attention and votes he deserves. "
"It doesn't matter. When the real threat comes, the internal conflicts will naturally disappear."
The Witch of Windsor stopped and said to Mr. Wilder:
"They are all forces that can be united. As for politics... disgusting stuff, I have long stopped interfering in it. Go back and tell the Sleeping King behind you.
My company and I have no intention of being his enemy, and we welcome him to join our ranks.
He can become a true hero because of this.
And that blond liar who lies and incites fools will only be a stepping stone to the presidency after a big defeat."
"As you wish, my lady."
The showy Wilder exaggeratedly performed an ancient aristocratic etiquette, but the Windsor Witch didn't even look at him and disappeared into the portal.
Wilder breathed a sigh of relief after watching the witch with such a powerful aura disappear. He adjusted his bow tie and turned back to the black man behind him and said:
"Sapo, what about you? Are you willing to be friends with the future president?"
"Yo Man, I'll let it go."
The black man shrugged his shoulders, made a hip-hop gesture, shook his head and said:
"I have to live up to my skin color. If possible, I prefer Mr. Guanhai to come back to power. We like a black president, even if he is a fucked-up president.
Oh, but the same thing~
We have to be worthy of our skin color.
Those two rookies who are suspected to be related to the intruder, yo, do they need to be dealt with?"
“No need!”
Wilder waved his hand and said:
"They are insignificant, just small characters. Dealing with them would alert the enemy, and I don't want to bear the wrath of Lady Windsor... So, let them have fun."