Chapter 342 Limited Swimsuit Back (Part 1)

With a soft "poof", Phoenix disappeared into a large flame. Salomon took out his mobile phone and made a call. The phone connected after a few rings, and after a flustered young female voice, Agent Coulson's steady voice came out of the receiver.

He was very happy that Salomon took the initiative to call him. Coulson, who was influenced by Nick Fury, was an out-and-out S.H.I.E.L.D. faction, that is to say, he believed that everything should be resolved by official means.

This official refers to S.H.I.E.L.D., and Nick Fury is unwilling to admit, or rather not want to acknowledge, Kama Taj's dominance. The same is true for Agent Coulson. He thinks more—he thinks that since the mystics allow human beings to develop freely, they cannot protect humans like babies. The mystics should let ordinary people, or S.H.I.E.L.D.

Of course, although such words made sense, Salomon didn't listen to a word.

"I thought you were dead, Mr. Damonette. I found your obituary on the Internet, and we will receive news about you as soon as possible. But your household registration has not been changed to the status of death, so we think it is fake news." Coulson said with a smile, "Skye tried to contact you according to my order, but you lost contact. Just now, she thought it was a call from a ghost!"

"I'll deal with this prank later, and now we have to talk about something important." Salomon sighed. He still doesn't know who published his obituary, this kind of prank is bad, and he is ready to meet the person's head with his fist. But this is not the point, and he has not yet done what he wants to the extent that public and private are not distinguished.

The mystic held the phone up to Thor. "Hello, son of Phil Cole." Saul said in a low voice. He got very close and his voice was loud, afraid that the gadget in front of him would not be able to make Agent Coulson hear his voice, "We need the help of S.H.I.E.L.D. this time, friend."

"I know you've arrived on Earth, and S.H.I.E.L.D. is happy to help you. You may not have turned on the TV, but now the reporter has arrived near Jane Foster's apartment, and your photos are now trending on social media." Coulson's tone suddenly became cautious, "I saw you brought the soldiers from Asgard. Sol, is Loki launching another invasion?"

"I'm so sorry, dear Agent Coulson." Loki cut off the conversation. He put his face in front of the phone and squeezed into Sol. He deliberately spoke in a gloomy tone. "You should know that I'm a magician, right? Do you know the magic of controlling people's hearts, just like what I did before... Hehe, Agent Coulson," Loki glanced at the people sitting around the narrow dining table, but didn't mention his situation at all, "Shouldn't you express your concerns?"

Agent Coulson glanced at the others around the Airbus information processing projection table, and raised his eyebrows, although Loki couldn't see it. "You're not the only one there," Loki exasperated with his contempt, "and that scepter is now in S.H.I.E.L.D. custody. I think we should talk business. Thor, Salomon, I've contacted S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in London to maintain order, and I think it's time to let me know the trouble we're up against."

"Okay, son of Cole. It's a bit long to talk about this, I'll talk about it slowly... As for more content, I think Eric can answer it for you."

Salomon did not participate in the conversation, he left here for the time being. In the past few days, he found that he couldn't stop thinking about the witch. Although he habitually identified this feeling as hormones, this did not prevent him from going back to the apartment to kiss Beunita, and reporting the situation to Karma Taj by the way—this time the support of the Asgardian heroic warriors was facilitated by him, and he, as the person in charge, had to make a report. In addition, the feeling of the Eye of Agamotto on the neck is very uncomfortable. This is the most important magic weapon of Kama Taj.

As long as he had a sense of responsibility, he wouldn't be wandering around with that thing after fulfilling his mission.

"What are you doing here, baby." Little Lorna stroked Phoenix's back, the golden-red down was very warm, her movements were also very gentle, Phoenix narrowed his eyes and hummed a few times. As soon as it arrived at Athena's residence, it was caught by little Lorna who was studying natural science.

It didn't want to be petted in front of those silly owls jumping around, but because of the relationship between Salomon and little Lorna, it held up its noble head and "barely" endured it.

Yes, this is for the master, it thought.

"What did Salomon ask you to do? Does he have something to ask for sister Minerva? But sister Minerva is not here...she, she is cooking." The street bully Lorna's tone is cute and sweet. This trick of hers was tried and tested, except for Athena. She proudly raised her eyebrows to show off the owls standing stupidly on the shelf - she tried to pet the owls before, but was pecked.

"It's probably Mediterranean again, with olives everywhere. Isn't it? Or did he send me a message?"

"Neither, Miss Lorna." Phoenix said softly, "The master wants me to fetch one thing, his shield. I've already lost a lot of time, my dear little lady, I have to speed up."

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"My God!" If someone had seen Salomon's current appearance and painted it, then this painting would be similar to the famous "The Scream". As soon as he opened the portal and walked into the apartment, he stepped on the wine bottle and fell, and his embarrassment was seen by others, and he laughed hard.

"Hoo hoo... I didn't expect the magician to fall too!"

"Why are you here?" Salomon widened his eyes and looked at the woman in the black swimsuit in disbelief, "Sam En Xiao! Why are you here? Why are you here in a swimsuit? Also, why are you still holding my collection?"

"Swimsuit Party, little boy." Samun Shaw drank the whiskey on ice in his glass in one gulp. This bottle of wine was bought by Salomon to collect and decorate the bookshelf. As for why it was opened, that is another question.

"How is this going?"

"Your girlfriend invited me here." Samun Xiao nonchalantly pulled the swimsuit straps. She seemed to be chatty after drinking, "It's too early to go to the beach, so she's going to have a party here. God, I don't know what she ate, I've never seen a woman with such long legs. Hiccup... I drank a little too much, but I want to drink more... And you have an artificial sun here! The magic is amazing..."

"Where's Mr. Finch? And what about the sun?"

"That's just my job. I'm off today. I don't need to clock in every day. That's Riise's business." She hiccupped again, "You can see for yourself. Just remind you, take good care of your eyeballs so they don't fall out!"

Samun Shaw's words didn't work, Salomon's eyes would 100% fall out if he was a funny character.

The sun was indeed hanging in the living room, and upon closer inspection, it was the halo on Jubilus' head.

There are several beach benches in the living room, and Bayonetta and Jeanne are lying on the benches wearing sunglasses. Their skin is shiny, and the smell of sunscreen and alcohol blows over their faces. The solid black and white tie bikinis don't cover much of their skin, and their proud figures and fair skin can be seen at a glance. Especially those long legs, which look even longer against the tall and slender straps.

Salomon knew the witches' taste in choosing intimate clothing, but this time, the witches once again shocked his concept of "saving fabric" - the straps were tied high above the hip bones, the flat belly was exposed to the light without any cover, the bikini on the chest was only slightly covered, and the charming pink would be exposed to the air with a slight movement. When Bayunita crossed her legs, the taste of lust intensified.

This is not a swimsuit at all!

Even the alchemy dolls are standing aside in swimsuits!

"Boya, I knew you were back." Bayonetta raised her head lazily, and slowly untied the tie of her swimsuit. She let out a vague sigh, which kept ringing in Salomon's ears. "It's time for you to apply sunscreen for me, I don't mind putting it on again. This is preparing for your late coming-of-age ceremony~"

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