Man in Marvel, Host of Venom

Chapter 274 Please go out
"Tell me, Mr. Strange, have you ever seen these things in the gift shop?" Looking at Stephen Strange who was slumped on the ground, breathing heavily and in shock, the Ancient One Mage also brought He asked with a faint smile.

Stephen Strange recalled what he had just seen, and then looked at the Ancient One mage in front of him. At this time, he already knew how shallow his previous thoughts were.

He no longer sat paralyzed on the ground, but turned over and sat on his knees, and sincerely asked Master Gu Yi: "Please teach me!"

After hearing Stephen Strange's sincere request, Master Ancient One also took a sip of tea, and then said lightly: "I refuse."

"Master Modo, please send this guest out." Master Gu Yi said to Master Modo, then put down the tea cup and walked out of the tea room without looking back at Stephen Strange, who was still kneeling on the ground. .

"Let's go, Mr. Strange, the door is here." Watching the Ancient One disappearing at the door, the Modo Master also walked to Stephen Strange and reminded.

Stephen Strange stared blankly at the door where Ancient One Mage left, as if he still hadn't reacted.

"Mr. Strange?" Master Modo called again, raising his voice a little higher.

Seeing Stephen Strange who didn't respond to his shout at all, Mage Modo was also a little puzzled in his heart. Mage Ancient One had clearly sent his spirit body back into his body, why he was still so absent-minded reaction.

The next second when Mage Modo was slightly puzzled, Stephen Strange's slender body jumped up from the ground like a spring, and then rushed towards the door where Mage Ancient One left. past.

He couldn't accept that he had worked so hard to come here, and after seeing the hope of healing his hands, he was refused treatment, and he went back in despair.

He could not allow hope to slip away from him again, nor could he accept that his hands would be riddled with holes and trembling like this for the rest of his life.

Mage Modo did not expect Stephen Strange to jump as fiercely as a spring, but he quickly reacted, jumped up briskly and directly crossed a few meters away, suppressing Stephen Strange. shoulder to stop his behavior.

"This is very impolite behavior, Mr. Strange." Master Mordo grabbed Stephen Strange by the back collar with a serious face, and forced him to the gate on the other side.

"No! Give me a chance, I don't want to leave! Please! Give me a chance!"

"I apologize for my impoliteness and recklessness just now, please don't drive me away, this is my only hope to heal my hands, please!"

Stephen Strange struggled while shouting. He tried to use his feet to hook the pillars or the table, but it was useless. These pillars and the top of the table were as slippery as butter, and there was no friction at all. force.

This anomalous point made him realize that it must be another damn magic at work. He believed in these things now, but he still had to be thrown out.

Master Modo has great strength, dragging the tall Stephen Strange without any effort at all.

It didn't take long for him to pull Stephen Strange to the door.

These two simple wooden doors seemed to have their own consciousness, opening automatically when Master Modo approached.

Looking at the open door, Master Modo also directly opened the door.
Stephen Strange tossed it like a bag of trash.

Stephen Strange rolled twice on the ground at the door, then hurriedly got up again, trying to run in before the door was closed.

But just as he was about to cross the threshold, the two simple wooden doors closed suddenly, and the ingenious force just hit the tip of his nose, making his nose sore, and he squatted down directly covering his nose.

After doing this, Stephen Strange also understood that even the two wooden doors of Karma Taj were magic items and had their own ideas.

The reason why he came to such a conclusion is because the timing and force of closing the two wooden doors are really ingenious, closing one second earlier or closing one second later can't achieve such an effect, if the force is stronger, he will be shot out directly Nosebleed, he didn't feel anything with less strength.

"You can't do this to me, I have nowhere to go, I have nothing." Stephen Strange covered his nose and leaned against the wooden door, murmuring in a low voice in despair.

Seeing the pedestrians coming and going looking at him strangely, Stephen Strange also turned around and lay directly at the door of Kama Taj.

At this point, he was no longer embarrassed, and he decided to implement this strategy like a rogue. As long as Kamal Taj didn't open the door for him and let him in, he would squat at the door and lie down at the door, nowhere to go. Go, just wait like this.

After lying like this for a while, he would knock on the door again and shout a few words in a hoarse voice.

Just like setting an alarm clock for a good time, he has to remind the people inside of his existence over and over again.

"Open the door, please open the door," Stephen Strange shouted again, reaching out and knocking on the wooden door.

After shouting a few words, he put down his hands again, and continued to close his eyes and rest his mind.

A few minutes later he would come again, and as long as he was on the day, he would never stop.

Four or five hours had passed, and Stephen Strange had already woken up after falling asleep at the door. He was banging his knees on the door, and he was still shouting soullessly: "Open the door, Let me in, please let me in."

He was a little tired from knocking with his hands just now, so he changed it and used his knees instead. Anyway, as long as he can make a little noise, he can use his buttocks.

People on the street seemed to have accepted his presence for hours, knew he was going to be there forever, and shouted in strange, unintelligible languages.

Some enthusiastic people saw that his voice was torn apart from shouting and felt that he was pitiful, so they gave him a bowl of water.

There were also children who ran over to take a look out of curiosity. They seemed to have never seen a person with an unkempt beard and unkempt face like him. They also brought him some dry and hard steamed buns for him to eat.

After his accident, the people who flattered him before and seemed to have a good relationship with him have gradually sorted him out, making him fully realize what it means to be warm and cold.

The kindness of these men not only warmed Stephen Strange's heart, but also gave him the energy to continue shouting and banging on the wooden door.

(End of this chapter)