Marvel world code name ghost

In the dim bathroom, a blurry figure stood in front of the mirror, holding the edge of the sink tightly with both hands, trembling slightly all over.

bang bang bang bang

"huhu"

There were a few crisp metal collision sounds, and the figure let out a heavy breathing sound, then lowered his head and glanced at the bullet in the pool, his shimmering eyes a little dazed.

After a moment of silence, he picked up the blood-stained shirt on the side, slowly put it on his body, and buttoned it, his fingers still trembling slightly.

"A tough battle, right?" Looking at the blood stains on Wolverine's clothes, Charles half leaned on the bed and asked softly.

"A group of ignorant young people want to experience a life of indulgence." Logan picked up the half-empty bottle of spirits on the table, sat on the shabby sofa in the corner and drank heavily.

"Shooting to kill is more than just being ignorant, Logan." The old man tilted his head hard, looking at the old wolf with gray hair and a decadent face, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"Look at you now, you are still the same as you were back then. What can you do to save them like this?"

"I no longer need what I used to be, and besides, I won't save anyone. The most important thing is that there are no new mutants anymore. Charles, put away your illusions."

Perhaps a certain sentence stung Logan's heart. He suddenly shouted, becoming extremely excited, and the messy beard on his chin was trembling slightly.

Then, he looked at the professor in front of him who was blushing with anger, took a deep breath, and murmured feebly, "You always say that we are part of God's great plan. You have been saying this for decades. Maybe you are Right. Or maybe we are God’s mistake.”

"You disappoint me so much, Logan." Looking at the self-destructive Wolverine, Charles suddenly raised his withered arm, grabbed the other's dirty wrist on the armrest, and shouted sternly, "I don't think I ever When I found you, you were still a boxer in the middle of a trapped beast fight. That’s right, this is the best destination for you, take drugs, drink alcohol, and finally die alone, with no one caring about you.”

"Ah"

Dong dong dong

Suddenly, a dull knock on the door interrupted the quarrel between the two. Logan raised his head, sniffed his nose subconsciously, then stood up and walked to the door, leaning against the wall silently, listening to what was going on outside the house. .

There was silence, as if the sudden knock on the door was just their illusion. Wolverine raised his fist, looked at the newly healed wound on it, sighed softly, and then picked up the wrench on the cabinet next to him.

"Logan, don't be nervous, she's just a little girl." Just as he was about to open the door and give the lurker outside the house a slap on the head, Charles' trembling voice came from behind, "New mutants, brand new mutants."

Hearing the other party's words, Logan's eyes widened slightly, and then he opened the door and saw a small figure curled up on the steps.

He walked forward quietly and found that, just as the professor said, it was a little girl, a little girl who fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the other party's young face, the old wolf frowned, suddenly sensing something, and a look of shock appeared on his face.

"how come"

He carefully picked up the girl, looked up at the hazy night in front of him, narrowed his cloudy eyes slightly, then turned back to the house and closed the door tightly.

"I'm telling you, a young mutant, such a beautiful life."

Looking at the sleeping girl in Logan's arms, an excited smile appeared on Charles's old face, and his thin hands clenched into fists.

"She" Wolverine gently placed the child on the sofa, staring at the child, frowning, "She is so small, why does she have a familiar metallic smell on her body."

"Because she is you, young you." The old man sat up straight with difficulty, looked at the somewhat confused Logan in front of him, and said softly.

"Don't those people who were created through my genes regard us as devils?"

"People are so contradictory, Logan." Charles looked up at the dilapidated ceiling with an incomprehensible tone. "When people find a powerful ethnic group, no matter whether the other party has malicious intentions or not, they will be afraid of it and try every means to destroy it. But when When the other party was about to perish, they developed an extremely strong desire to control this ethnic group."

"And she is the product of those people driven by their desire to control." Before the professor could finish speaking, Wolverine continued on, but he was still a little confused, "But I still can't understand their purpose. What good does it do them to go to great lengths to eliminate us, drive us to extinction, and end up creating their own mutants?"

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"Because they want to absolutely control this power. After all, this power is too tempting."

Just as the two fell into a brief silence, an untimely voice appeared in the closed hut.

"Who"

Logan suddenly turned around and looked towards the source of the sound, clenching his hands subconsciously, and then saw four people dressed in different costumes behind him.

"Hey little wolf wolf"

An extremely numb sound reached everyone's ears, making everyone shiver involuntarily.

"It's you again. I should have warned you not to bother me." Looking at the familiar black and red figure, Wolverine frowned in disgust and said coldly.

"Now, it makes me so sad when you say such things. In order to save you, I spent a lot of effort to hire these two powerful foreign aids. How are you touched? You want to come over and experience the embrace of father's love. "?"

Wade spoke a long sentence very quickly, without any breath, and then when he saw Logan rushing towards him unbearably, he didn't even try to avoid it, he opened his big arms and wanted to take him into his arms. middle.

However, because of the existence of Magneto, he did not get what he wanted. He could only watch the unshaven old wolf being fixed in the air in the shape of a "big", unable to move at all.

"I didn't bring them here to watch you kill each other." Eric glanced at the angry Logan, his face calm, "Just this once."

After saying that, he waved his arm, and Logan was thrown directly to the wall, and then fell to the ground hard, making a dull sound.

"oops" the little bitch looked at the extremely miserable Wolverine, covered his mouth with his hands and let out a soft cry, then walked to the other person with small steps, helped the somewhat confused man up, and then patted him thoughtfully. Dust yourself off.

"Charles, after decades, you still haven't tamed his bad temper." Ignoring the wild wolf glaring at him, Magneto looked at the professor lying on the bed, his words full of ridicule.

"I have never wanted to tame anyone." Charles shook his head slightly and said calmly, then turned to look at the young men and women aside with a gentle tone, "Welcome to this bad world, children. Across the world You must be exhausted from countless universes."

"You" Ron and Ron widened their eyes slightly when they heard the old man's words, looking surprised.

Skye was shocked because the other party actually knew that he had traveled from another world.

What shocked Ron was that the other party used his ability even after a disagreement. He was worried that the memory of his previous life would be known to the other party, causing the other party to collapse.

Because in the comic book in which Deadpool massacred the Marvel Universe in his previous life, Charles experienced Wade's memory and learned that he was a virtual character, so he collapsed and bled to death.

"Don't be nervous. Although I can't enter your brain, I can sense the thoughts of your loved ones. I'm sorry, please forgive me for being abrupt." Noticing the man's shocked expression, the old man smiled slightly, as if he had become a stranger again. The incomparably wise Professor X more than ten years ago.

"Huh" After hearing Charles' explanation, Ron let out a relieved breath and suddenly remembered that he seemed to be immune to the other party's telepathy. At the same time, he was secretly glad that he had not told anyone about his life experience, including Skye.

He nodded friendly towards Charles, indicating that he did not need to blame himself. After all, he still admired this old man who devoted his life to the cause of mutants.

Then, he looked around, and suddenly saw the little girl who was still sleeping on the sofa in the corner, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Are you here after all? x23