Superhero is my ex boyfriend [Zhongyingmei]

As soon as she stepped out of the gate of Stark Corporation, Abigail was surrounded by swarms of reporters.

The slight headache made her very uncomfortable, and she wanted to turn around to avoid these reporters, but as soon as she turned around, she crashed into another encirclement, completely losing her escape route.

Abigail clutched the corner of her clothes tightly with her fingers, trying hard to hide her flustered expression, but the swarming reporters obviously came prepared, and Abigail was completely drowned out by the tide of questioning:

"Miss Ross, I heard that shortly before Mr. Stark disappeared, you were also kidnapped. Is there any connection with Stark's disappearance?"

"The women around Mr. Stark have always been changing, but Miss Ross, you have been by his side all the time since three years ago. According to what is the capacity of Miss Ross to handle these things now that something happened to him? ? Lover, or subordinate?"

"Miss Rhodes, has the connection between you and Osborn shaken you at this time?"

Abigail, who stood blankly in front of the crowd, was drowned out by countless questions and criticisms for the first time in her life.She tried to take a step back to distance herself from these chattering and questioning people, but there was nowhere to go.

She looked into the eyes of those people, and knew clearly that everyone wanted to dig something out of her mouth, gossip, business, secret, these sharp eyes focused on her, wishing to dig out her slender body Make a hole.

very scary.

very scary.

Well...hateful.

Gradually, anger overwhelmed fear, and something uncontrollable moved in my heart.

What she didn't expect was that the last straw came so quickly:

"Miss Ross, as far as I know, you were just an ordinary college student from other places three years ago, what made you be promoted so quickly, become the chief engineer of Stark Enterprises, and manage such a huge project? Mister Stark said you were only his student, is that true?"

Abigail's eyes widened in astonishment, the answer she had thought up was blocked in her throat and dissipated very slowly.

The loud voice made her feel dizzy, and the darkness surged up like a tide. Abigail suddenly closed her eyes, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "Shut up."

The voice was too low, too low, for no one to hear it.

Abigail suddenly opened her closed eyes and shouted angrily, "I said it, shut up!"

No reporter would really shut up just because she yelled. However, after this seemingly weak girl lost control, a very sharp hiss suddenly sounded in everyone's ears, and the sound like an explosion exploded in their ears!

This kind of hissing was too sharp, and many people couldn't bear it. They covered their ears in great pain, and curled up their bodies trying to avoid this strong impact.

However, even if the people whose consciousness was beginning to blur were covering their ears, it would be of no avail, because the sharp hiss was like a virus that had invaded the brain, reverberating violently in the consciousness, like thousands of ghosts laughing wryly, it was unbearable.

There was no way to block the ears to escape the hissing sound from inside his head.

The few reporters who were close to Abigail had blood spilling from their ears. On the steps of Stark Company, which was crowded with people, the reporters and photographers who were originally crowded fell down in a distorted manner, and the nearby signals were all damaged. There was great disturbance, and for a moment, on the steps full of people, only Abigail, who was out of control, was left standing.

The twilight of the setting sun shrouded, and in the blood-like brilliance, the girl's face slowly disappeared into the shadows, her godless eyes quietly looked at the twisted and struggling people all over the floor covering their heads, their eyes were blurred, as if Nothing was seen.

Abigail lowered her head, looked at her palm, and after staring at it for a while, said to herself, "I should go home. Mom will come home to see me today."

The girl as delicate as a porcelain doll tilted her head and walked down the steps quietly step by step. The people around her with blood gushing from their ears tried to grab her by the hem of her clothes for help, but she went around.

After frowning in boredom, she stepped over the struggling people on the ground and walked into the distance.

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Charles, who got off the plane, rushed back to school under the setting sun, but suddenly covered his ears at that moment.

A sharp neighing sound, as if Li Gui was crying, shocked his mind to go blank for a while.

After regaining consciousness for a short time, Charles turned around suddenly, grabbed Hank behind him and said loudly, "It's no good, something happened to Abigail!"

Hank was taken aback: "We left medicine for her—"

Charles closed his eyes: "It's too late, she can't control herself at all. How many of us are left in New York? How many can be contacted?"

Standing at the school gate in the twilight, Hank frantically took out his dead phone, and said helplessly, "Professor, we have to go back and practice her. But it's okay, if something happens to Abigail, Rui Wen should be able...to help her." Seeing the professor's questioning eyes, Hank stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head in a panic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept it from you, but she said I must never tell you ..."

Charles frowned, looking at the flustered Hank: "What's going on?"

Hank took a deep breath: "Magneto has been watching Abigail all the time. Riven said that this girl means a lot to him, so he should always protect her. So don't worry, let's go back first Bar."

He said, pushing Charles to continue walking towards the school.

Charles stretched out his hands and rubbed the center of his brows, and there was another extremely sharp hissing sound in his ears, and he turned to Hank and asked, "Did you hear that sound?"

Hank looked at him blankly.

Charles frowned and said, "Even if Eric goes, it may not help. Let's go faster."

"In the past, I always thought that Abigail's ability was to turn others into a mirror that reflected her own emotions, but we ignored the source. Abigail herself is also a mirror."

"In other words, she will reflect the emotions of others. When the negative emotions from the outside world accumulate to a certain extent... she will lose herself."

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Walking blankly on the wide streets of New York City, Abigail lowered her head quietly and said to herself in a low voice, "I just need to go home quickly."

At this time, she should have stopped the taxi, but her vision was blurred with red, and she tried her best to identify the vehicle in the fog, and reached out to stop it, but found that the car had already stopped, and the two cars collided into each other The shattered glass spilled all over the floor.

what happened?

Abigail looked up and found that the intersection had become a mess, and the vehicles were piled up in a group, obviously a group accident.

Abigail reached out to cover her aching ears, trying to block out the outside voices:

"Look, come out, Abigail Rhodes, the one who looks like a porcelain doll!"

"It's so beautiful, no wonder Stark treats her so well, by the way, are you ready for questions?"

"Hey, when I didn't see her, I thought she got to the top by virtue of her strength. What a pity."

"Didn't Mr. Stan say that now that Stark is not here, the power of the Stark Corporation has fallen into the hands of this girl."

……

Countless, countless hustle and bustle.

sharp laughter.

Strange, where do these sounds come from?

As if it had been accumulated in her mind a few days ago, the flame hidden deep in the ground spewed out in an instant.

Abigail was a little scared. She still didn't know what happened. Everything in front of her eyes was distorted and blurred, which made her feel confused.

is this soundThe sound she heard?Or, she heard it a long time ago, but she never knew it?

Abigail was a little scared. Standing on the street where the serial car accident happened, she squatted down in horror and saved her head.

Among these rising and falling voices, she recognized a familiar voice, the boy's magnetic voice was extremely cute: "Abigail."

Ah, it's Peter, Peter is calling her.

Although they had already broken up, the moment Abigail heard the other party's voice, Abigail seemed to recognize a precious pearl in the gravel, and she was delighted for a moment.

"Is it because of him? Is it because of that man that you abandoned me?"

Abigail froze.

Something cold began to spread in my heart.

Vigorously shaking off Peter's voice, Abigail tried to find some familiar voices among those harsh and mocking voices to comfort her, such as... such as Charles, such as Hank. Grateful people.

Ah... found it.

"Hank! Abigail Rhodes is not dead, she is still alive. It's so strange, I couldn't find her for ten years."

Charles' voice was gentle, and Abigail felt a little warmth.She hugged her arms tightly and smiled softly.

The professor...is a very kind person.

Soon... soon to be out of New York, out of New York, to them.

Charles said that school is the only pure land left in the world, where there is no discrimination and prejudice.

"I thought that the medicine had already killed her, but I didn't expect that she survived."

As if pierced by an icy cold current, Abigail froze, staring blankly at the ground in front of her.

"Maybe it wasn't something wrong with the medicine, maybe the puppet master couldn't bear to kill his daughter in the end; maybe he changed his mind and hid Abigail in the end."

"Fortunately, we found her."

Abigail bit her lip and covered her head.

Maybe it was a misunderstanding, maybe after listening to it, she would understand that none of this was true, but at that moment, she seemed to be scared, and suddenly dispelled the voice, not wanting to hear it anymore.

The author has something to say: Raising hands is not honest at all...

I feel itchy if I don't write for a day...