Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

Zheng Xian moved quickly.That night, before it was too dark, a Bombardier Global Express took off from the airport, skimmed over the estuary of the river, and flew eastward.

In the spacious cabin, with arms wide open, leaning comfortably on the sofa; several young and beautiful stewardesses with obvious Western appearance treated each other attentively.

Unlike the outsiders who faced the special service team last time, at this moment, there is only one young, wealthy and caring boss in the cabin; consciously or unconsciously, the gestures of the flight attendants are a little more charming and longing.

The foreman standing next to Xiangqian had a bright smile and a slender figure. He had golden-red hair and tied his long hair into a neat bun. He was dressed in neat and well-fitting overalls, outlining his curves.

The forward gaze also followed the lead flight attendant's body curve up and down, and asked after a while: "I remember, I sent you to the United States for training at the beginning of the year, and I haven't had the opportunity to inspect your training results since I came back?"

"Ah, yes, sir." The head waiter's eyes flickered inexplicably, "Shall I gather them together and show you?"

"Of course." Qiangqian was even more unhappy, "I paid such a high price on purpose, it was a school for Tony Stark to train private jet attendants, English-style etiquette training, bartending from French wine producing areas teachers, of course, and an impressive music DJ and dance training."

"You won't let my money go to waste, will you?" Xiang Qiang mocked sternly, "I will deduct my wages."

"Of course not, sir..." The foreman was stared at at a loss.

Xiangqian nodded in satisfaction, and pointed casually: "You called someone over, by the way, first turn on the stage lighting effect on the bar, it cost a lot of money to decorate."

"Well, yes, sir." The foreman bowed his head and brushed his hair, and hurriedly turned and walked towards the bar, but when he glanced at the bar, there were only a dozen goblets neatly arranged, where was there What lighting console?

"Oh, can't you find it? As the head of the flight attendant group, your performance is not very competent. Or, do you just have the face of a flight attendant?"

Hearing the unrestrained laughter coming from behind, the foreman immediately understood.She rolled her eyes and turned back to face forward, both shoulders slumped: "When did you find out?"

"When you greeted me on the gangway." Qianqian nodded the corner of his eyes, "Although my sense of spiritual power is much worse than that of the professor and Qin, and I don't have the ability to do telepathy, but it is still a good way to distinguish an acquaintance. That's enough. And there's this..."

Raise your wrist forward, it is a wristband similar to an electronic watch, on the LCD screen of the wristband, a red arrow points directly to the foreman; "Mutant genetic detector, although Dr. Trask was sent to prison by you back then, But his work has already spread around the world."

The foreman let out a long sigh helplessly, stretched out his hand to loosen the neat bun, untied the tight neckline of the overalls, walked to the sofa with swaying steps, raised his legs and sat astride Qianqian's arms; ,

The other stewardesses in the cabin didn't say a word, and tactfully avoided to other cabins.

The forward hands put on the round thighs, and stroked lightly: "Can I ask, where is the beautiful foreman I hired with a lot of money?"

"I'm sleeping at home. I should sleep for more than ten hours." When he spoke, he still had the charming and charming voice of the beautiful foreman.

Looking forward, the beautiful head waiter with flaming red lips transformed into a face like a blue elf, her golden red hair turned into a more striking fiery red, and her cheeks were covered with thin scales.

"I also have a question for you. Has Charles come to you? For the Worthington Company?" Mystique whispered with her red lips close to Qianqian's ear, and the moist heat seemed to penetrate directly into her brain.

The forward hand has already moved to the slender waist: "It's obvious, isn't it? I just received the news that Magneto is ready to go to war. The professor hopes to calm down the storm as soon as possible, and he doesn't want too much bloodshed, so he can't get around it." I am the major shareholder of Worthington Corporation. Compared with Magneto, who advocates violence, the professor is more like an idealistic politician."

Before I said a few words about the business, the forward attention was not in the serious place: "I remember that when you used to disguise, you used the scales on your body to transform into clothes, so that you can change clothes at any time, but today...you are wearing my clothes. A foreman's clothes?"

"Uh huh..." Mystique seemed to enjoy her forward embrace, clinging to him like a snake with its bones removed, "The lady foreman is very ambitious and has prepared a lot for work, for example, a black suit. Cutout lingerie...Who will you help, Charles or Eric?"

With warm and fragrant nephrite in her arms, she looked forward and moved down,

"I don't help anyone; Magneto's violence will certainly arouse more hatred, but the professor's goal is too idealistic. Now that the mutant drug has appeared, no government of any country will tolerate it disappearing or being controlled by mutants .Does that underwear fit you well?"

"Have you forgotten? I can fit everything I wear." Mystique whispered in Qianqian's ear like a dream, "I told you in advance that I can help you find out about Eric's actions, but... yours Will the plan lead to worse results? I am worried, if this decade of quiet time can last forever."

The forward arms were wrapped around Mystique's waist and pulled back forcefully, what came out of her nostrils was a charming and intoxicating femininity.

"Don't worry, I've always been more inclined to develop mutual trust and cooperation with mutants. The professor and I can achieve a certain degree of cooperation. Most importantly, I promised you that I will not take the initiative to harm the professor or anyone in Magneto." one person……"

Mystique laughed and slapped the hands that climbed up her thighs: "Did you forget that you shot and wounded Eric... I find that black looks better with fair skin. Like water ripples in front of my eyes, the blue beauty elf turned into a face of a young beauty that many people are familiar with.

"When I entered the country, there were huge advertisements of this woman everywhere at the airport. Is she a movie star or a singer?"

Shrugging his shoulders forward: "Movies and songs."

Mystique looked suspiciously at Qianqian's lack of interest, and soon realized: "Have you slept with her?"

Xiangqian didn't feel the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, but smiled happily.

"What about this one?" Mystique changed her face a few times as she wished, observed the forward look, and said coquettishly after a while: "Why don't you tell me which one you haven't slept with?"

"Why someone else's face? I remember when we first met..." Looking forward at Mystique's face, watching her fade into a familiar blond face - that was Mystique A normal human face to use when not pretending to be someone else.

"Still so young and beautiful." Qianqian stroked the fair cheek in front of him.

Mystique looked at him with a half-smile: "Young? I'm only a little younger than Charles, enough to be your mother."

Xiangqian laughed nonchalantly: "The difference in age needs to be compared. For the life of a centenary cycle, a 30-year difference is a huge difference. When the life cycle is doubled or tripled, the 30-year difference The difference doesn't matter if it's a longer life..."

"Is that why you don't care that little girl Qin is ten years older than you?" Mystique asked coquettishly.

Qiangqian quickly shut her mouth, Mystique knew the man's tricks, but she still couldn't suppress the spring in her eyes, so strong that it almost overflowed her eye sockets.

"You still remember, if I can't concentrate after I lose control of my consciousness, I won't be able to maintain my transformation..." Mystique's breath was getting hotter.

"of course I remember........"