Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 133 Stephen’s Adventures

In fact, from the first time Stephen met Terry at Kemiller Medical Center, he always felt that this boy had an inexplicable attraction.

And this is why Stephen accidentally came up with the idea to go and take a look after receiving Terry's invitation.

In the past, even if he really couldn't find anything to do, Stephen would rather find a bar alone after get off work, and rely on his temperament and elegant conversation created by traveling among the wealthy class for many years to look for a possibility. The existential affair.

"A coming-of-age party for a half-grown child is probably just a bunch of childish brats getting together."

This was Stephen's first thought after getting the invitation.

The reason why he was willing to talk to Terry was because he recognized the identity of the second-generation rich man, so he thought it would be okay to leave more contact information.

Stephen couldn't explain the origin of that attraction, so he could only tell himself this in his heart.

Can--

He looked at the invitation in his hand, but an inexplicable thought came to his mind: Go and have a look.

"When I came here just now, I didn't see such a beautiful woman on this street..."

First, after he entered, Terry waved outside and called out an eccentric beauty.

"It's so lively, what happened?"

He casually scanned the route he had taken with the corner of his eye, only to see faint green smoke floating in the air.

Then everyone in the room obviously knew each other in twos and threes, but they seemed to turn a blind eye to the woman who arrived at the end, which made the weird feeling in Stephen's heart even worse.

But when he arrived at Terry's house at the address with the gifts he picked at random, a strange feeling enveloped Stephen.

This was Peter's excited voice.

"Where did you find the magician? I almost didn't even see the flaw!"

As soon as Terry appeared, two people immediately jumped up and greeted him.

Regarding this kind of prank, Stephen can only say that these guys' acting skills are good, but this kind of trick is not worth mentioning at all to him.

Not only did the mysterious beauty look with admiration in her eyes, but even the silly big guy who was always alone, sitting in a corner drinking and pretending to be aloof, was also attracted to her.

The party is here, and I can’t pretend to be aloof all the time. It’s equally easy for me to integrate into such a circle.

Anyway, there's nothing important to do today, I'm just going to take a look.

Just when Stephen wanted to strike up a conversation with that beautiful woman whose appearance and temperament were rare in his life, Terry, the host of the party, came down the stairs.

But Random Stephen quickly felt that this must be just a prank-like welcome ceremony prepared for him by a group of boring guys.

Sure enough, his wonderful poker magic attracted applause from almost everyone present.

He is such a self-centered person, and he is convinced of it after a few seconds of psychological suggestion.

So Stephen took out a deck of playing cards that he had prepared in advance. His ten fingers, which were as precise as instruments in surgical operations, were a talent that Stephen discovered as early as when he was studying. In his early years, he taught himself some poker magic, and when he was hunting for women in bars, , this hand is also particularly useful when attracting the attention of prey.

But when the two people opened their mouths, the content they spat out made Stephen frown again.

Stephen's view was not completely obscured by the doorframe.

In addition to Peter Parker, the other one is Mayfair, the beauty that Stephen has been eyeing for a long time.

"What a powerful magician! I didn't even feel the magic power fluctuation when he used that little spell! Are there such powerful magicians in this era? He won't even be disturbed by the elder sister's spell that ignores his presence."

This is the beauty.

Stephen looked blankly in the direction of Terry. To be more precise, he was looking at the two people chattering around Terry.

Terry first answered Peter's question. He looked at himself apologetically, saying that he had forgotten to introduce his identity to everyone, and then raised his voice a little.

"I'm sorry. This is the famous Dr. Stephen, Peter. He completed Jessica's surgery. To be honest, according to the report issued by the medical center, there was probably no one in New York who could save Jessica under the circumstances at that time. several."

When Stephen saw that he was being mentioned, he stood up unceremoniously and gestured, and straightened his collar with both hands. “To be precise, I was the only one in New York who could perform that surgery.”

These words immediately attracted Peter, and the young man about the same age as Terry immediately turned around and ran to Stephen to thank him continuously.

While Stephen dealt with Peter perfunctorily, his hearing and vision were trying their best to capture other information coming from Terry.

After Terry dismissed Peter, he began to answer the beauty's questions.

As if coaxing a little girl, he touched the top of the beauty's head and gave her a haha.

"Yes, that person is the Supreme Mage of Kamateji's Holy Sanctuary, so you'd better be calm before he discovers your little secret."

Little Mayfair's eyes widened and he glanced in Stephen's direction in horror.

Big Mayfair said she wasn't afraid, but that didn't mean she wasn't afraid now.

So after Terry coaxed and promised to send some snacks to the upstairs later, little Mayfair turned into a puff of smoke in the living room and disappeared without a trace.

Stephen stood up with a bang.

He looked at the green smoke that quickly dispersed in the air in disbelief, and quickly lowered his head and tugged on the sleeve of the young man who called himself Peter Parker.

"What kind of magic is this?"

"What magic?"

Seeing Peter's innocent big eyes blinking, Stephen suddenly realized that what he just saw was far beyond the scope of a prank.

Everyone around was doing their own thing and enjoying the party atmosphere. Clint and Danny were playing a fighting game in full swing. A weird and silly guy who insisted on wearing a peaked cap indoors sat alone and drank in a daze. , and there was another young stupid guy who kept looking at the stupid guy in the peaked cap, with an expression full of disbelief.

The keen Stephen immediately judged that there was an uninformed person present.

He looked at Terry, the organizer of the party, with questioning eyes, but the other party just gave him a mysterious smile.

Stephen lowered his head, took a bottle of fruit wine that he would never even look at in a bar, and walked over to the sturdy young man.

"Stephen Strange."

The boy looked at him with a fearful look, stood up quickly, and shook hands with him respectfully: "Hello, hello, I am Terry and Peter's classmate, my name is Flash Thompson."

Stephen nodded casually, and then directly asked the doubt in his heart: "What have you been looking at that person for?"

Flash was stunned for a moment, and then immediately realized that Stephen probably had the same doubts about some people or things at this party as he did.

He cautiously nudged his lips in the direction of his peaked cap.

"I always think he looks familiar, but I can't confirm it."

Stephen took a look from Flash's perspective this time. Through the faint stubble on the side of his face, he realized that the other person's age was probably not much different from his.

Moreover, Stephen also felt that the other party looked familiar.

So Stephen passed Flash directly and walked over holding the fruit wine.

He is an adult. Under normal circumstances, if he has doubts, he will choose to ask directly.

The peaked hat noticed Stephen's arrival, moved slightly, and made room for him.

Stephen raised the fruit wine and introduced himself again.

"Stephen Strange."

The peaked cap turned his head, letting his entire appearance come into Stephen's sight without any grudge. He also raised the wine bottle: "Steve Rogers."

The pupils of the famous New York City surgeon began to tremble violently.

(End of this chapter)