Rebirth: I am the American leader

Chapter 132 I’m sleepy, I’m sleepy

It was a wonderful fantasy, but Steve couldn't go on.

Because he really didn't have any extra time.

"Hey Steve, I knew we had a connection when I first met you. Are we going on our honeymoon now? Seriously, I have a few sexy things that no one else has seen Underwear. You know, women love it. Where are we going?

Florida? I heard the sunshine there is great. "

Wade seemed to have a garbage dump bound to him. As soon as he entered the room, he started chattering and exuding indescribable pollution.

Steve felt a little headache, but if he didn't call him, it would be difficult to find Stryker.

You know, Steve is a superstitious guy.

"Wade, listen to me. First of all, you have to put down that little schoolbag you are carrying. It's really inappropriate for My Little Pony to appear on you. I'm starting to suspect that there is an adult version of this movie."

Fortunately, Steve's mouth was quite vicious, so he didn't make it easy for Wade either.

"Steve, I know you love me, just look at it. Just one My Little Pony makes you think of adult movies. Come on, our meeting is destined, the two of us are like two matching puzzle pieces that can fill in each other's gaps!"

The veins on Steve's forehead jumped. They, Sunba, couldn't deal with such a pervert.

But fortunately, he also has a Winchester shotgun in his hand, which is most suitable for dealing with this kind of bastard.

"Do you think I'm going to put a shot in your mouth and blow out your anus? You bastard, it's okay for you to be a gay, but if you fucking think I'm the same, you deserve to die."

Steve really wanted to complete his idea, but thinking about the other person's bad character, he was really afraid that he would feel good about it.

"Hey, hey, hey! Take it easy, it sounds like a cool idea. But you know, it's going to blow up my pants, like my hemorrhoids blowing up my crotch.

That's embarrassing, boss. "

Wade was really panicked. He had followed Steve for so long and fully knew that this guy's threat was definitely more than just a threat.

There are generally two types of people in this world.

One is to never threaten others, and they will directly implement their plans.

One kind only threatens others and they never implement their plans.

And Steve is the third type. He will tell others his plan to make others think it is a threat, and then he will implement the plan.

"Haha, you bastard, if you ever talk to me again from now on, I will sew your mouth together with some bastard's anus myself."

After Steve finished speaking viciously, he picked up his leather jacket and Pippi shrimp from the table.

This hammer from Stark Industries can still be used for the time being, at least on the map of Earth.

There was no problem at all except that Steve didn't think he was taking advantage of it.

"Oh~ Boss, you are so vicious, but I like this idea. Can I use it on the enemy next time? You know, killing is so boring."

Wade regained his playful smile and really didn't owe Steve any more.

"As you wish, let's go to Xavier Academy for Young Geniuses now."

After Steve finished speaking, he took him out of the office and went straight out of San Diego Middle School.

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Charles hasn't been in a very good state of mind these days, and you can't blame him.

No matter how opposed he and Eric were in the end, they were once close friends.

To be honest, love and hate in this world are actually very contradictory.

Loving someone is because the other person meets your expectations for this person. At this time, you will feel that he is perfect.

But when one day this person can no longer meet your expectations, or even goes against your expectations.

Hate is born.

But in fact, a person's existence is objective, and all character, thinking and disposition are caused by all the objective experiences of the person in the past.

This person can pretend to satisfy your subjective expectations, but the person himself has not changed, and you cannot change it.

Falling in love with this person or hating this person actually has nothing to do with others.

In the final analysis, it is just subjective consciousness.

Charles once thought that he and Eric were like-minded friends, and he thought they could work together to correct the injustices suffered by mutants.

In fact, the two men have always done this, except that Charles is a moderate dove and Eric is a hawk.

Charles was unwilling to let Eric destroy the world and leave it to the mutants to rebuild.

But he doesn't know how mutants can get real equal rights.

In fact, if Steve were in this position, he would have all of Charles' abilities.

He can guarantee that there will no longer be any mutants in this world, but there are several more ancient primitive tribes that have been discovered recently.

Believe me, such a persona will even have an easier life than a black person.

Scott was arranged to be picked up at the airport, and Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters sent out a rather grand ceremony.

The newly arrived Wolverine was even brought in recently, and he approached Scott curiously.

"Is this a big shot coming?"

"Ah."

"How big is it?"

"Eric can be killed with one punch, and Charles can also be killed with one punch if he wants to."

Scott didn't say that the other party could forcefully pick up his Cyclops.

He felt that what he described was serious enough.

All the X-Men who could be named stood on both sides of the tarmac, and a private plane with the Stark Industries logo slowly landed.

Everyone held their breath as the cabin door opened, but when they saw the visitor clearly, they felt that the world was a little screwed up.

Steve has a classic white American hairstyle, a pair of best-selling sunglasses of the last century, jeans and a brown leather jacket.

The large yellow boots on his feet made him look like a cowboy who had just returned from the army and had not yet adapted to farm life.

Unexpectedly, he was also carrying a warhammer that looked like a European medieval antique in one hand.

"Huh? What style is this? American Cowboy?"

Logan couldn't help but complain, but he soon knew that it was not Steve who deserved to be complained about.

After Deadpool came out wearing full equipment, carrying two long knives, and a My Little Pony schoolbag.

Logan felt like his cerebellum was shrinking.

"Hi!!!!!! It's you! Oh, damn. You still look so sexy. Have you sharpened your paws recently? I've been wanting to remind you to remember to take calcium tablets on time.

But I am afraid that you will develop bone hyperplasia after eating it. Oh, God, can you develop bone hyperplasia? "

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I'm sleepy, and it turns out that this body's limit is right here. Fourth update today, good night everyone.

(Gifts and five-star reviews are all coming! Don’t I deserve this update?)

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