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"Open the Alajo Cave!"

With a finger of the wand, the locked door of the store was instantly opened by the mysterious magical power contained in the unlocking spell.

To be honest, if it were just in an ordinary world, Jerry would be able to become the world's top thief and live a carefree life with just this unlocking spell.

Unfortunately, this is Marvel, and the unlocking spell can't stop the purple sweet potato spirit.

He opened the door and walked into the store. After some searching, Jerry appeared in front of the cashier wearing a black wizard hat, a black mask with only his eyes exposed, and a dark loose wizard robe.

He took out two hundred dollar bills from his pocket, placed them on the table, turned around and left.

He did not choose to spend money to buy it openly, but chose this method, mainly because he was afraid that someone would find out his purchase record through the style of the clothes.

Although he is a wizard, he is not one of those backward-thinking wizards born and raised in the wizarding world, so he will never underestimate the power of technology in this world.

Especially since this is the Marvel world where certain technologies are far beyond modern times.

In fact, speaking of it, his Hogwarts school uniform was the best uniform, but when he returned, he was afraid that the robbers would notice something strange, so he only brought back the necessary wand.

After closing the store door, Jerry wore a dark wizard robe and walked in the darkness, heading towards areas with high crime rates.

Jerry's father's full name is Hass Witt, and he is a sergeant in the Queens Police Department. His daily task is to maintain law and order in Queens.

So as the son of a police chief, as long as he pays a little attention, he still has some impressions of where crimes often occur in Queens.

In fact, the security situation in Queens is relatively good, and there have been no major problems. There are only a few major cases like this bank robbery.

Once he listened to his father Haas chatting with his colleagues and discussing the security situation in New York.

I have said that the crime rate currently ranking highest is in a slum area in Manhattan called Hell's Kitchen. Although there are only eight streets there, more crimes occur every day than in the entire New York combined.

However, Jerry is not planning to go there to earn Little Red Star yet.

First of all, it belongs to the Manhattan area and is a bit far away from him. There is no suitable transportation and it is quite inconvenient to go back and forth.

Secondly, he has just been exposed to magic for a short period of time, and the spells he knows are mostly auxiliary. Although he can use them in superhuman status, they also have considerable side effects.

To be honest, the risk is relatively high when going to a place like Hell's Kitchen.

There is no need to take risks at this stage. It will not be too late to do so when we become stronger in the future.

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"Hey, this is a good start!"

Jerry had just come out of "Lina's Magic House" and not far away when he noticed something unusual seemed to have happened in a 24-hour small supermarket on the street.

In fact, it is said to be a small supermarket, but Jerry thinks it would be more appropriate to call it a small store.

At this time, in the small supermarket, a young black man wearing very hip-hop clothes was pointing a pistol at the owner of the small supermarket, an old Chinese woman who was estimated to be close to sixty years old.

"Hurry up, you yellow-skinned devil!"

The old woman was full of anger, but she didn't dare to resist. She put all today's sales in the checkout counter of the small supermarket into a small bag and placed it on the checkout counter table.

The black young man is obviously a habitual offender, and he doesn't even wear a hood on his face, because he knows that as long as the target of the robbery is not a white person, the problem will generally not be too big.

Especially since the amount of robbery he committed each time was not high, these Chinese bosses may not necessarily call the police, and even if they called the police, the amount involved was not high, and most of the police would just deal with it and not try too hard.

Some people are like this. They dare not resist those who have caused harm to them, but they dare to bully those who have been harmed as well as themselves, and they still feel that it is natural.

However, just as the young black man picked up the bag containing thousands of dollars in scattered items on the table and was about to leave, a short figure blocked the door of the small supermarket.

"You little bastard, get out of the way or I'll shove your head into your ass!"

Facing a child who was obviously wearing a strange black wizard robe and playing house with a mask, the black young man was not polite and immediately shouted threats.

Unfortunately, the child in the black wizard robe did not seem to be frightened. Instead, he replied coldly without any panic:

"Please put down your bag!"

"I think you are looking for death!"

Although black youths dare not actually shoot and kill people, there is certainly no problem in teaching the other party a lesson.

So he put the money bag in his left hand into his arms, then raised his hand and pushed it forward hard.

He wanted to push the little guy blocking the door to the ground, and then give him a few hard kicks to let him know the dangers of society, and let him know that guys who don't have all their hair should stop meddling in other people's business.

"Don't hurt the kids!"

The old woman at the counter exclaimed when she saw this.

"hehe!"

Jerry looked at the black young man's hand pushing towards him and did not dodge. He quickly raised his hand and accurately grabbed the other person's middle finger, and then gave it a hard squeeze.

"ah!"

The young black man suddenly let out a scream, and immediately raised the pistol he had been holding in his right hand, about to shoot in Jerry's direction.

“Softening fast!”

Jerry had anticipated this and raised his wand first to cast a softening spell.

"Walter?"

The young black man looked at the soft pistol in his right hand, which was as soft as dough, and made an unbelievable sound.

"Tick your vaginal feet!"

Without the superman state, Jerry's strength is not as strong as the opponent's, so he naturally has to attack the opponent's vital points.

The black young man, who had no time to react because the pistol became soft, immediately threw away the pistol and fell to the ground, covering his balls.

After releasing the young man's fingers, Jerry skillfully hit the neck of the black young man kneeling on the ground with a very smooth hand, knocking him unconscious.

The superman state consumes little red stars and has side effects afterwards, so he thinks it is better not to use it unless necessary.

"Oh, my God!"

When the old woman saw that Jerry knocked the young black man who was robbing him to the ground with three blows, she couldn't help but let out an exclamation in Chinese.

"Grandma, this is your money!"

Jerry took out the money bag from the black youth's arms and threw it on the counter. Then he searched through the black youth's pockets and found about dozens of U.S. dollars and put them into his own pocket:

"These are my rewards, grandma, you can call the police and catch this robber!"

"Okay...ok, kid, thank you!"

The old woman watched the strange child wearing a wizard's robe turn and leave. She was stunned for a moment and immediately thanked him loudly.

However, when she came back to her senses, she discovered that the little boy wearing a wizard's robe just now used very fluent and natural Chinese when talking to her.

Could it be that this little boy is actually Chinese like her?
Chapter completed!