I'm dying in Marvel

Underground in Twisted City, in a luxurious building constructed of special materials, Professor He looked at the device in front of him with a serious face.

It was something that looked like an Armstrong whirling jet Armstrong cannon with a not particularly high degree of restoration. At this time, it was pointing straight into the sky, giving people the illusion that the sun was about to rise.

"Finally, our weapon has entered the final stage. Once it is turned on, everyone in the city will become mutants. By then, no one will discriminate against mutants anymore."

Eric looked at the device in front of him, full of pride in his heart, and he had already begun to imagine the day when the mutants would dominate the world.

"Hey, boss, even if the people in this city have become mutants, people in other cities will still discriminate against us." A man who looks like a toad and whose name is also called Toad reminded him kindly road.

Magneto, who was suddenly choked, looked sideways at the other party, frowned and then took a deep breath and said: "Those are not problems. Starting from this city, we will eventually build a world that only belongs to mutants."

"Boss, have you forgotten a question? There are quite a few not-so-ordinary guys here. Even if our ray weapons work, they won't become mutants." Toad pointed out that Magneto holes in the discourse.

Ka Ka Ka

The sound of metal twisting suddenly echoed in the base, and several pieces of metal were twisted into iron bars out of thin air to bind the toad, especially around the mouth three times.

After feeling the long-lost tranquility, Eric had no intention of continuing to give literary speeches. He just looked at the weapon in front of him and suddenly remembered his old friend Charles who had loved and killed him all his life.

"Humph, Charles, I don't know what you are doing now, but staying in that stupid school and seeking your so-called symbiosis between humans and mutants will definitely not lead to anything. Make progress"

Stretching out his hand to caress the shell of the weapon, it felt like the bald head that covered Charles back then, which made Eric sigh inwardly.

"But you don't have to worry about it soon, as long as there are no ordinary humans in this world, whether it's your wish or my wish, it will all come true."

Perhaps it was because of the law of "mutants are not human" stabbed in the back by the boss Man, Eric in this world is much more radical in his thinking, and has never considered the idea of ​​proving that mutants are also human. Plans to kill ordinary people.

"Well Eric, do you think this is Charles?"

Suddenly someone interrupted Eric's thoughts, but when he turned his head, Mystique was playing with her mobile phone, as if she was watching some video.

"Why is that naive guy giving his boring speech again?"

Although he hasn't seen it yet, Eric can make a rough guess. After all, Charles has done many similar things before.

It's nothing more than accepting some interviews, or simply directing and acting on your own, talking some nonsense about the truth, goodness and beauty, calling for peaceful coexistence of humans and mutants and other boring arguments.

Thinking of this, Eric shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm not bored enough to listen to him gossip. My old friend is really getting more and more useless."

"No, no, no, it's not like that, it's uh, I don't know how to describe it. Anyway, you'd better come and take a look."

Not allowing Eric to refuse, Mystique directly handed the phone to her eyes and clicked the replay button. Eric only had time to take a look, and found that this was actually a video with over [-] million hits.

As the video starts, a figure sitting in a wheelchair slowly emerges in slightly gray tones. With a haggard appearance, a thin body, and a body that is completely unable to move below the waist, it looks like a rather pitiful image of a disabled old man.

Even if it was just a small profile, Eric recognized him immediately. He was none other than his nemesis, Professor X. Charles

"What's going on with him? Has he become so immobile? It seems like he's really too old."

Looking at the picture on the screen of Charles struggling to control the wheelchair to move forward on the street with both hands, Eric also felt a little bit of emotion about the end of a hero and the sadness of sympathy.

However, at this moment, a huge truck entered the screen from the other end of the screen, rampaging on the road like an angry bull, and the old man in a wheelchair in the middle of the road was not seen at all.

The moment he saw this scene, Eric's heart suddenly jumped up. "What? It's impossible. He would be hit and killed by an ordinary car."

Naturally, he didn't believe that Charles would be hit by a car, but if that wasn't the case, why would such a video appear on the Internet?

The progress bar was already advancing relentlessly. Charles heard the voice and turned his head slowly. The raised finger seemed to be about to release the mind control he was best at, but he couldn't make it in time.

At such a close distance, even if he instantly controlled the driver and pressed the brakes, the huge inertia of the truck would still completely crush him into a meat pie.

"Damn if I were here if I were here"

That was his lifelong opponent, and also his closest friend. At this moment, Eric didn't even know whether his heart was filled with the joy of the death of the enemy or the sadness of losing his old friend.

However, at the moment when the truck was about to touch Charles, he slammed it with one hand, and immediately even the wheelchair and the person were shaken several meters high, and then he performed a front flip after a back flip in the sky, and finally Thomas made a steady 720-degree turn. Landed firmly.

As Charles' wheelchair stopped, the camera instantly zoomed in on his face, a pair of sunglasses, a big gold chain, and a cigar accompanied by a sound of la la la la la la la la ~~ appeared on Charles' face, and at the same time at the bottom of the screen Also outlines a ruffian full of words

thug life

"What the hell is this?" After holding it in for a long time, Eric looked at Mystique and could only hold back this sentence.

"I don't know, but thanks to this video, Charles has become one of Douyin's top ten internet celebrity anchors. Now a group of people leave messages on his homepage every day, Long live the mutants."

"Those are mutants"

"No, according to the registration information, 80.00% are ordinary people."

""Looking up at the weapons he had prepared for several years, Eric felt that something must be wrong with the world.

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