[Comprehensive Anglo-American] The First Mutant

In the afternoon, thin clouds covered the sky and cast a shadow on the thin sunlight.The sun becomes less harsh to look directly at, but few people do.Don't say it's not so dazzling, it's also dazzling. There are a few normal adults who will stare at the sun on weekdays.

Oh.

After Rui Wen quickly changed her clothes, she came out and saw the white-haired young man lying motionless on the balcony.

Isn't there a weirdo here?

"I'm off to work Phoenix," she yelled.

The young man slumped on the deck chair basking in the sun raised his hand, "Be careful on the road, work is going well."

"Tsk, mutants!" Rui Wen whispered.

She still remembered Phoenix's superpowers, one of which changed the structure of objects, not only allowing him to change eight hundred sets of clothes a day, but also changing gold and silver out of thin air.Although Charles disapproved of his opportunism, he didn't say much.Ruiwen is not interested in conjuring gold and silver, but as a girl, she can design clothes for herself, which makes her very envious.

And everyone has to work, but Phoenix spends all day basking in the sun and the moon. When he is in a good mood, he goes out to play, which is really enough to cause hatred!

"Oh, life." Phoenix sighed and wanted to shake his head, but fortunately he held back after moving a bit.

He's making himself a face mask—took it off from Raven.Regardless of whether it is useful or not, putting it on the face is cool and refreshing, and it is really pleasant to sleep like this.

Phoenix slept until dark, and if it wasn't for the sound Charles made when he closed the window, he wouldn't bother to wake up.

"You're back." He muttered, pulling the cucumber off his face piece by piece.

"Oxford has been raining recently, and you really plan to never go out," Charles, who was already unable to correct Phoenix's schedule, pointed to the box he brought back on the table, "Andre sent you a gift. Next time you You have to pick it up yourself, it’s always good to be more active.”

It's better to let zero not send it.Phoenix said something in his heart.

Of course, just thinking about it, he likes to see Charles having a headache and seeing him as helpless.Occasionally it's fun to tease, but it's not good to really make people sad.

A serious counterattack should be, "Our presents are all together, so help me get them instead of helping you get them."

"I don't listen to your nonsense." Charles went to the room to change clothes.

"Because you can't say it."

Phoenix unpacked the box, and there were two ties and a pair of pearl earrings in the box. Phoenix picked it up and asked Charles: "Which one do you think is yours and which one is mine?"

One of the two ties is a brighter purple, and the other is sapphire blue twill on a black background. In fact, there are names on the bottom.

Charles stroked his chin, glanced at Phoenix and said, "The purple is yours."

Such a bright color is just right for the narcissistic Phoenix.

"It should be pink for me...Purple is yours. I hope you can take it easy on the professor's assessment, and take it easy at ordinary times, don't be so serious." Phoenix handed Charles's, "Black is mine, it will make me appear stable and serious." Doesn't look old."

There were only names in the box and no note, Charles raised his eyebrows, "How do you two communicate?"

"Hmm, telepathy."

As Phoenix spoke, he tore off the tie around his neck, looked in the mirror, and carefully replaced it with a newly delivered one.

"Perfect." Phoenix is ​​still perfect today.

Charles teased him: "A beauty who dresses up but never goes out."

"This is for my own comfort and to benefit you by the way. Don't thank me, I'm such a good person."

"Forgive me," Charles held his forehead, "By the way, my assessment has been successfully completed. The public class next Monday, will you come to listen?"

"Of course, this is your big moment," Phoenix winked flirtatiously at Charles, "Daddy loves you."

"roll."

It’s hard to imagine a man who is lazy at home, spends nearly an hour every day to take care of his appearance, and then reads neatly inside and out, dazes, basks in the sun, oh, and cooks and does housework .Even if he is as serious as Charles, he will choose a lighter dress when he comes home.

Speaking of leaving from zero, Phoenix's life has become aimless, and he is not even in a hurry to take revenge.

However, he was willing to share and told Charles that Zero was cooperating with Howard, or the S.H.I.E.L.D. behind Howard, quietly reducing Hydera's sphere of influence in the United States.

In recent years, the relationship between the United States and the Soviet Union has become increasingly tense, and a number of foreign agencies have followed suit with caution.Perhaps in their view, it is enough to clear the Hydera's strength hidden in the country at present, and more can't be controlled for the time being.

"Zero found a lot of interesting things, and he may come back after a while."

"Looking forward to it? He's back." Charles asked him.

Phoenix thought for a while, shrugged and said, "It's okay."

Charles paused pouring the coffee, watching the blurred figure through the mist.

When they returned from London, Zero said goodbye and left.Charles thought that Zero's idea also represented Phoenix's idea. Unexpectedly, Phoenix didn't plan to follow at all.

Just let Zero leave, and in the past two years, unless Zero contacted and disclosed, Phoenix would not take the initiative to mention it.

He was obviously so concerned before, but now he seems very indifferent.Oddly enough, both of these emotions were visceral.

"So take it easy, you always tend to think too much," Phoenix comforted him as if seeing through him, "He has already learned how to hunt, let him go and you will know."

"Now I kind of understand why Raven always suspects that I'm reading her mind." Charles took a sip of his coffee.

Phoenix sniffed the slightly bitter coffee aroma in the air, narrowed his eyes and said leisurely: "I just know you a little bit."

He also knew zero and himself, so he stood in a remote corner and watched with cold eyes.

"Telepathy is really a magical ability." Phoenix said with emotion.

We have a group of old friends who grew up together, but they don't know us at all.

The two mutants, both telepathic, fell silent.

Zero really didn’t need Phoenix to worry about. As he and Phoenix escaped, the Hydera bases related to the two were abandoned, and the few left had a very low status and obtained very little information.

These scarce materials point to Sebastian Shaw, a well-known rich man in the United States and a senior member of the Hellfire Club.

Such imprudence certainly does not conform to Hydera's character.I heard that it was because Shaw betrayed halfway and did something to anger Strack, so they didn't want to finish it for him?

True or false, the end result is that they still cannot easily let go of this message. A millionaire at the age of 30, worth over 40 million at the age of [-], no matter how you look at it, Xiao will not be a fuel-efficient lamp.As long as he enters Hydera, he will not be willing to be an unknown person and be a cash machine.

Xiao runs several casinos in Las Vegas, but his base camp is not the largest one, Venice, but a relatively ordinary high-end club called Atom.Recently, he was going to hold a party there in the name of the Hellfire Club, and Zero got a party list. The group of big names listed on it made the party not as simple as it said on the surface.

The identity assigned by Phoenix to Zero is a descendant of a former British aristocrat. His ancestors were earls and served as admirals of the navy. Since modern times, the population has withered and has disappeared from the British upper class for nearly 30 years.

Rao Howard was bold enough to be taken aback by Phoenix, but when he went to find someone to investigate, the man named Andre Clifford was completely able to match up with the current Andre, the only remaining Several photos look somewhat similar.

So Andre Coyne is now basically a serious Andre Clifford, because he looks exactly like Andre Coyne, so that he won the friendship of Howard Stark and entered the United States through him The upper class society is also flourishing.

Recently, this promising young man who was usually somewhat staid was abducted by Stark on vacation to Las Vegas. The two drove a helicopter for a night tour, watched magic shows and several adult shows, and were also in several casinos. Win or lose, win or lose, wasted a lot of time.

On the second floor of the Atomic Club, outside the private room surrounding the casino on the first floor, three men were chatting with champagne.One of them seemed distracted, and every now and then he would look towards the opposite door, which caught the attention of his new friend.

"Look at your longing look, Donna," he teased, "are you waiting for some beauty?"

"If you ask me, Franklin is a peerless beauty." Donner said frankly without hiding his love for money.

"He was waiting for Stark and Clifford, and heard that they would come to the party today." The mutual friend of the two explained.

"Oh, Howard likes to take that Clifford recently, are you going to cooperate with Clifford, Donna?"

"Who would hate investors who have vision and don't talk too much about your business?"

Just as he was talking, two men walked into the hall.One of them had a short beard, his tie was pulled down a little, and his coat still looked bohemian in his hands. It was the middle-aged arms dealer Howard Stark who was still wandering around in the flowers.

"It seems that that is Andre Clifford." Tang Na straightened his clothes and stood up.

The young man next to Howard is the exact opposite of him. His half-length hair is combed back, fully revealing his handsome and sharp facial features. His blue eyes are deep and quiet, his thin lips are tightly pursed, and he looks a bit serious. His meticulous attire can be called a template. , showing a sense of strict abstinence.

He and Howard were clearly polar opposites, but when Howard put his arms around his shoulders and the two walked slowly into the frontcourt, the young man seemed less difficult to get close to than imagined.

"Hey, Donald." Howard raised his hand in greeting.

"I heard that your schedule is very busy recently, Howard, I almost thought I wouldn't see you," Donald laughed jokingly, and stretched out his hand to Zero, "Hello, Donald Hall."

"Andre Clifford, one of Howard's itineraries." The young man smiled lightly.

"This kid is obsessed with wild adventures. I have to let him experience the beauty of human society, lest he forget that he is a modern person."

"Sounds exciting."

The three returned to the original round table and introduced each other again.Zero has two things in one mind, answering the conversation neither indifferent nor overly enthusiastic, while observing the people on the upper and lower floors.Some people on the list they followed were not in the lobby at this time, and it was unclear whether they hadn't come, were with someone they knew better in the small box, or had gone somewhere else.

The two of them came neither early nor late, the party had just started but before the end of the day.Just chatting for a while, a frivolous whistle came from the steps not far away, and a group of beauties in cool clothes slowly entered the arena with graceful steps, all of them were dressed loosely, but with decent smiles on their faces, making them It looks tempting and not low-level.

This is especially true for the woman in the white dress who is leading the way. She is tall and graceful, and she is holding a...

Colonel Hendry.

Zero and Howard looked at each other inadvertently.The Colonel Hendry is also on the watch list because he strongly opposes the deployment of Jupiter missiles in Turkey and is one of the conservative representatives of the military.But Shaw?One of the militants, the woman on Colonel Hendry's arm was none other than his partner, Emma Frost.

They want to persuade Hendry to change his position?

Zero propped his forehead and shook his head lightly, his new friend Donna asked with concern: "What's the matter Andre?"

"A little..." Ling Qiang waved his hands, "A little drunk."

"Your drinking capacity is really bad," Howard laughed at him from the sidelines, "I didn't enjoy that scene just now."

"Oh, your drinking capacity, Howard." Downer and others expressed their admiration for this.

"I'm going to wash my face," Zero stood up, wobbled a bit, then forcibly steadied himself, muttering, "My God, I really can't bear to mix it up."

The author has something to say: Well, the boss sees the title of the paper, first of all we have to find a way to become a civil servant, haha