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Afterwards, Lockhart tried to explore various concepts himself according to the instructions in the book.

The power of concepts is extremely complex.

Just one concept related to fire contains many subtle concepts.

Something hot, burning, and even civilization is included in it.

It's complicated and prone to all kinds of mistakes.

If you just want to use it, there is no need to be so troublesome. Just a thought, an imagination, a picture, and it will naturally evolve and change in that direction.

It's as if we can infer the cause from the effect.

But if you want to delve deeper and unleash the true power of chaos magic, it will be very time-consuming.

However, Lockhart has made up his mind and will naturally devote more time to research.

He was very curious about his wizarding talent, but when he dug deeper into how it worked, he felt only bewildered and ignorant.

The power of concepts is the most advanced power he can access, and Lockhart will not give it up.

While Lockhart was researching, suddenly...

The golden dragon magic mark on his right arm flickered, and at the same time, a piece of information emerged in his mind.

It was the message from Rumlow of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Well, ever since Lockhart subjugated Sitwell.

Naturally, he would not choose to stop. Of course, he would continue to control more Hydras through Sitwell.

Among them, Rumlow from S.H.I.E.L.D., as Sitwell's teammate, was naturally not spared.

To Lockhart's regret, Hydra did a very good job of keeping the true information of its members confidential.

Normally, the two sides are not allowed to have contact.

What made Lockhart want to control more were the members, and he didn't control too much.

Rumlow and some of his Hydra minions are considered top notch.

As for wanting to directly control Pierce, Lockhart found it quite difficult.

The various real and fake stand-ins, even robot stand-ins, made Lockhart exclaim that it was an eye-opener.

In the end, we can only let nature take its course.

Otherwise, if the traces are leaked and Hydra conducts a self-inspection, it will be very troublesome.

Fortunately, Lockhart was not in a hurry.

The Hydra side is not very important to him, the most important thing is magic.

If he had the power of the Supreme Sorcerer, then everything could be easily overcome.

However, with the power that Lockhart currently controls.

No matter whether it is information about Scarlet Witch obtained by SHIELD or Hydra, it cannot escape his hands.

Now, I just don’t know where Wanda and Pietro are?

.......

Eastern Europe, Sokovia.

In a somewhat shabby, crowded and backward city.

Smooth and flat asphalt roads are very rare, and most of the roads are filled with yellow mud.

A car speeding past usually raises a lot of dust.

On both sides of the road, various stalls were placed randomly. Middle-aged bosses wearing loose clothes were either shouting or fanning themselves, chatting or taking a rest.

beep!beep!beep!

The driver was driving a very old car. He looked at the crowded vehicles in front of him and honked the horn impatiently.

As the loud horns sounded, other drivers also took action.

They were all getting a little impatient with the traffic jam. Some chose to use horns, while others simply stuck their heads out of the window and started cursing.

"What on earth is that guy in front doing? Where's the traffic police? Is he wasting taxpayers' money?"

"Who are those idiots causing trouble up ahead? Believe it or not, I'll find someone..."

“…”

The scorching weather seemed to intensify the irritability of every driver stuck in traffic.

At the front of the jammed vehicle, two cars were parked across the middle of the road.

The front of one car was twisted and the rear of the other was broken.

It was obvious that there had been a car accident.

At the scene of the car accident, two groups of people were facing each other, with a total of more than 20 people, wearing shabby clothes, with all kinds of hideous images carved on their bodies, and holding various stick-like weapons in their hands.

At first glance, it looks like a scene of a gang fight.

On the side, some people in police uniforms were chatting and watching the scene as if they were watching a play.

Of course, there were not only police officers watching, but also some surrounding merchants and pedestrians.

They seemed to be accustomed to such scenes.

This is Sokovia, a backward country with relatively chaotic order.

Just as everyone was concentrating on watching the gang fight.

Many stall owners did not notice that every time a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in rags, passed by their stalls with a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

The stalls will have fewer fruits, food and the like.

At the same time, the black bag in the hands of the girl and the boy began to swell slowly.

"Brother, hurry up, don't take any more." Wanda whispered, "They will come to their senses soon, let's go first."

"Okay, sis," Pietro said quickly, nodding his head as he alerted the police about his black bag.

The shop owners around seemed unaware of what was happening; their attention was still focused on the two opposing groups of gang members.

Although Wanda knew this, she still quickened her pace.

According to her experience, generally speaking, in such a situation, no one would notice the two siblings.

However, if you stay too long, the probability of being discovered will still be high.

With so many people around, especially with the police present, it would be difficult for them to escape successfully.

So one word – fast.

Get things fast, walk fast, and escape fast.

The younger brother quickly watched his sister Wanda running fast, so he also jogged to keep up with his sister's pace.

Soon, they left the crowd and walked towards a small alley.

Arriving in this quiet and deserted alley, the brother and sister looked at each other and looked at what they had just reaped.

Everyone had a bright smile on their face.

"Pietro, look what I got?" Wanda reached into the bag in front of her, took out a bucket of black chocolate, shook it, and said to Pietro temptingly.

"Your favorite chocolate, this is a good thing."

When Pietro saw this, his eyes widened and he couldn't help swallowing.

"Sister, why don't we try it now? I haven't eaten chocolate for a long time."

After hearing what her brother said, the young-looking Wanda looked around cautiously, and nodded after finding that it was safe and there was no one around.

The two walked to the wall, Wanda opened the bucket, and saw a large number of round chocolate balls inside. She couldn't help but smile.

Then, he reached out and grabbed a handful, placing it between his brother Pietro's already prepared hands.

After Pietro got them, he couldn't wait to take several of them and put them in his mouth, chewing them continuously and savoring the aroma of chocolate.

When Wanda saw this, an indulgent smile appeared on her face. She looked at the chocolate balls in her hand, took one out, put it in her mouth, and slowly hid the sweetness of the chocolate.

Then close the lid.

Chocolate is a good thing, but you should eat it sparingly.

Then, he glanced at his younger brother who was eating chocolate, and lowered his head to sort out today's harvest.

There are apples, bananas, 5 slices of bread, and a bottle of Coke, which are good things.

When Wanda was sorting out the harvest, suddenly...

Wanda's face was frosty, and her eyes were filled with anger, or it would be more appropriate to say murderous intent.

Because she saw a weekly magazine that she had picked up earlier in the bag - these were the materials she was going to use to teach her younger brother how to read.

The cover character of the weekly magazine is very familiar to Wanda.

Then she picked up the thin weekly magazine.

He placed it in front of Pietro, pointed at the cover of the character, and said coldly.

"Pietro, you have to remember that Iron Man, Tony Stark, is the culprit who killed our parents and destroyed our family."

Chapter 343: Lucky Wanda, SHIELD's Miscalculation

Dusk, Sokovia, Valeda city, eastern city area.

The sunlight near dusk is rich in golden color, painting a picture of sunset over the entire city.

In Valleda, a remote urban area in the east, various buildings are randomly built.

Many buildings are in a dilapidated state, and you can even clearly see huge cracks on the walls, windows without glass, and even walls with huge holes.

At first glance, it looks like a ruin.

But to be precise, this is actually a simple restoration on top of a ruin.

Sokovia is just a small country, and war is not uncommon here.

In a war six years ago, although this place was not the main battlefield, it also enjoyed some of the bombing in the war.

Large amounts of bullets and artillery shells bombarded continuously, and many residents died or were injured in the blood and fire.

Although it ended quickly, a large number of buildings were severely damaged and turned into ruins.

Even though six years have passed, Valleda city officials have still not resolved the problem.

I don’t know if it’s because they are powerless or unwilling to solve the problem.

The final result was that they simply found some people and made simple repairs, and this environment has remained.

On the shabby streets of Salu, Wanda, wearing tattered clothes, her face covered with dust and even mud, vigilantly pulled her brother towards their goal - a dilapidated, abandoned low-rise building.

Click! Click!

Accompanied by the unpleasant sound of the metal door being pushed open, Wanda entered the somewhat dim first floor.

"Hey, lucky Wanda, it looks like you've had a good harvest today."

On the first floor, near the stairs, there was a tattered desk, and sitting on it was a middle-aged man with a hunched back and pale face.

Seeing the unscrupulous gaze and teasing voice of Lark from the Hungry Dog Gang.

Wanda didn't answer. She held her brother's hand tightly with her left hand, and at the same time, she slightly tore open her clothes with her right hand, revealing several bloody daggers at her waist.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with fear, and then he said in a voice that seemed tough but actually unconfident: "Don't forget your share to be paid today, and your brother's as well."

Hearing this, Wanda took out a plastic bag that she had prepared in advance from her waist and threw it over.

So he continued walking towards the stairs.

When Lark saw this, he shook the black plastic bag in his hand and spoke loudly to the sound of Wanda leaving.

"Wanda, our boss said that if you join us, you will be guaranteed to have good food and drink, so please consider it carefully."

Wanda seemed not to hear these words and continued walking upstairs.

Seeing this, Lark cursed softly a few words for being out of touch with the current situation, and then he couldn't wait to open the black plastic bag.