Grandpa Guang Weizheng[Comprehensive]

At ten o'clock this morning, the New York Police Department received a special report.The caller is a haggard old father who the cops might have had deep sympathy for if he hadn't been Mr. sincere regards.

As soon as Magneto walked into the gate of the police station, all the policemen immediately became vigilant, and they aimed at Magneto with their wooden warehouses.

"Relax, I don't plan to do anything to your police station this time." Buy a mud head and gently moved his neck. Ignoring the more tense atmosphere, he continued with a livid face, "I'm here to report that my daughter has been kidnapped, so I hope to know where she is as soon as possible - besides, I'm really in a bad mood right now. So I need you to open a case for me as soon as possible and tell me where she is within 10 minutes, okay?"

The wooden warehouse that had been twisted slowly lifted into the air, stretched into sharp cones one after another, facing the eyebrows of the policemen.

"It's impossible within 10 minutes!" The policeman was about to collapse: "Why don't you go to the Avengers or other people who can solve this kind of thing in 10 minutes, instead of making things difficult for ordinary people like us? ! I heard that Superman has resumed work, you go to Metropolis to report the crime! If it doesn’t work, you can ask Batman for help!”

Magneto pulled out a chair on his own, sat down, raised his legs, patted the ashes on his body, and said indifferently, "Am I crazy?"

He sat quietly, originally wanting to wait for a superhero to arrive after hearing the news, and then force the other party to work for him, but he didn't expect to be waiting for...another person who reported the crime.

Silver Tongue Saul walked into the police station angrily, pointed at the clear sky outside, with a sad tone and tears in his eyes: "Officer!! I want to report the crime! Just now I spent half of my salary to buy a lottery ticket. A bad guy on a skateboard suddenly jumped past me! Then the lottery ticket was hung in the sewer by the gust of wind he brought up! It was a winning lottery ticket!"

The policeman who was caught couldn't break free, so he simply ignored Magneto and sat down to serve the citizen in need: "I know the guy you're talking about, and he's been uneasy recently—how many times did he win that lottery ticket?" money?"

Sol, who was tearful and sad, was choked up for a while and couldn't speak: "It's a whole! A whole, a, a thousand dollars! Can't the little devil who is not in charge of the family and doesn't know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt be able to learn the hardships of life!" He crawled on the ground The man on the table cried for a while, wet a newspaper and raised his head, but the police officer handed over a tissue and blew his nose: "It means that I have recovered my temper in the past two years, otherwise (blow my nose), I will have a round The hammer must knock him down from the sky!"

The expression on the face of the "emmm" police officer was very indescribable. From such a conversation, he suddenly realized that Magneto might be easier to deal with than Thor, so he began to plan to talk to Mui: "Have you ever thought about contacting the Osborne Group?" ?"

"Contact! I said that I just lost a lottery ticket and they should be responsible, but the security at the door didn't even let me in!" Sol was filled with righteous indignation, and the table slapped: "Look what's going on! "

Magneto remained silent. He noticed that his sense of presence had been decreasing since the strong man entered the door. Until now, almost no policeman paid attention to him, and they seemed to have not notified any relevant units.

... Is your New York floating or I bought a mud head and can't lift the building? ? ?

He began to think about whether to make the public recognize himself again by creating a big scene, and recall the fear of those years when the news headlines were dominated by muddleheads.

Just as he was thinking about it, the gate of the police station suddenly opened to both sides, and the black mist seeped through the gap between the door and the window, and finally regrouped into a human figure in the overalls of a bar waiter.The reason for saying this is because the body of this humanoid creature is composed of irregular black mist, and it seems that there are no solid parts. The two golden eyes are particularly eye-catching on the face composed of purple mist.

"Excuse me." He said politely: "My child is lost, I'm here to report the case. Because this child is very important to our family, so if you can, I hope you can start the investigation as soon as possible. Our big patriarch has a bad temper Okay, so if it's convenient—" He glanced at his watch: "Can you tell me where our children are now in 10 minutes?"

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There was a sudden deathly awkward silence.

Saul gently tugged the sleeve of the policeman who was sitting across from him with an even more inarticulate expression, and said softly, "I don't think they are good people."

The police officer, with dead eyes: "Of course not, the one who came in behind doesn't look like a good person either."

Sol, puzzled: "It's strange, now the bad guys are so law-abiding???" He took out his feature phone, and muttered the key: "Don't worry, call my brother first."

Therefore, the busiest avenger recently, Loki the model worker, is considered to have experience in dealing with mutants because he has done a good job of rescuing and relocating mutants before, and he is facing the [mutant child was kidnapped] who was transferred from someone else. event】.

The informant was a Japanese man, and because of the exchange activities with the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, he led the students of his school to New York for exchange and study. Unexpectedly, so many incidents happened in New York.

Loki felt like cursing.

He was in a state of desperation, slandering why he didn't run around the world in his own home, and just after checking the information with this person, he received a call from [The Source of Trouble].

He rolled his eyes and poked the answer button hard: "Listen Saul! I'm working right now and I don't have time—"

"Brother, listen to me, I'm at the police station now—" Sol lowered his voice, "There are two villains sitting behind me. They said that their children were gone and they reported the crime. You said that the villains are so disciplined now, so what about you? Wouldn't the workload be reduced to zero immediately!"

Probably thinking of Rocky's wonderful life without a job and receiving a salary, Sol beamed with joy and said, "When the time comes, you will still have money to spare!! Wouldn't it be great!"

Rocky: ...

Loki hung up the phone.

He could no longer care about the fact that there was a reporter in need of help in front of him, and he fell down on the table dejectedly.Aizawa Shouta looked at Loki whose despair was about to materialize, and for some reason suddenly felt very sympathetic to him.

Before Loki could get up from his desk, his office door opened after two knocks.

"Hello Rocky." Steve walked in: "About Lydia being kidnapped by strange people, I think—"

"Don't think about it."

Steve was stunned: "What?"

"I said there's no need to think about it." The model worker Loki bounced up like a wound-up robot with a livid face, and his eyes were as calm as a dry well.He pointed to Aizawa Shouta next to Steve: "He is also here to call the police, you sit down, I guess there are two more people coming over later, then we can talk together—I said all the Avengers Are you as busy as me? Why does Natasha still have time to be a teacher at Midtown Middle School, and you still have time to go to the subway every day, and I am the only one who keeps spinning like a spinning top???"

Loki's eyes widened: "Discriminate against non-earth people? Squeeze labor?"

"I assure you that there is absolutely no such meaning." Steve hastily stretched out his hands and made a gesture of calming down. In fact, he also wondered why everyone's long hair is idle recently, and only Loki is so busy , he thought about it for a long time, and could only comfort him: "...Those who are capable work harder, and those who are capable work harder."

Then he saw Loki lying on the table even more decadently.

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Tianqi intends to command the four knights to take the first step to conquer the entire world for himself, but it has been almost half a minute since the order was issued, and no one has acted.

He felt very strange, turned his head to look at the movements of the group of people here, only to see...

Polaris turned his rivet bracelet into a pair of simple scissors, and cut off his afro head with a deadpan face.Next to him, Accelerator brushed aside the overly long bangs on the fireworks head that is necessary for Shamate nobles, and stretched out his hand: "Do you still have scissors? Give me one. This hair is too long so I can't see the way."

The watermelon-headed wooden hanger next to him was very dissatisfied: "Why can't you cut off your hair yourself! The next one to use the scissors is me!"

"I'm in a bad mood right now, so I'm afraid of cutting off my head, you idiot! Why don't you use your ability to just grab your hair and lose it!"

"I'm also afraid of scratching my head right away, do you think I don't want to!"

The half of the file was still buried in the soil, hehe smiled and watched the group of people who were closely united with Polaris for the right to use the scissors, and cut off all the flowing parts of his hair without a sound, the longest part was only the length of the ears .

Apocalypse: "...my knights, what are you doing?? We are about to take the first step to conquer the world!"

Accelerator did not speak, he stomped his feet vigorously, a huge crack stretched from under his feet, and stopped in front of Tianqi with a sense of warning.The file that crawled out of the pit didn't even look at Tian Qi. After taking a deep breath, she dialed the phone number marked as "good guy".

Polaris, who had almost cut her hair into a square inch, threw the scissors into the air and let the two teenagers scramble for them. She sat upright opposite the file as if she was grabbing the best seat in a theater.

"Just hit me, don't worry about me." She stretched out her hand as if to please.

The file glared at her fiercely, and just about to say something to her, the phone was connected, and the aura she had gathered suddenly dissipated, and she said respectfully and weakly: "Hello, Mr. Richard...it's me, I'm Lydia, who has been to your house before... I'm sorry that it was my fault that the bridge was blown up... I'm really sorry, I will try my best to compensate you... You are right, I will definitely be responsible."

She didn't dare to look at Polaris, who was about to go crazy with a smile, and turned in one direction: "Well, Mr. Richard, I called to tell you something. Why didn't you call Damian? Because I don't have his number Ah. But it's not important...Although Mr. Jason doesn't want me to tell you this, I hope you don't get angry after hearing this, he is a very good person."

She heard that there seemed to be a sudden noise on Dick's side, and it was quiet for a moment, as if the loud explosion-like noise just now was her illusion.

"It's like this...Mr. Jason actually...has another identity. You've heard..." She drummed in her heart, because seeing Jason's appearance in Wayne Manor before, he didn't seem to want his family to know that he was a redhead set.But if he didn't say that, how would he explain to them the fact that he had lost Jason?

After much deliberation, the file decided to borrow the identity of another superhero.

...Pray that Dick didn't watch the news that day, so he didn't know that he was walking with a red hood.

"Actually, Mr. Jason has another identity." She had already finished the draft, her tone was very firm: "He is Ye Yi, the two of us have acted together before, but I'm sorry, I lost him now... I promise I will find him and bring him back properly...Hello? Are you still there?"

There was a deathly silence on the other end of the phone, Dick woke up after subduing Damian: "Ah, ah, I'm still here, I want to ask you to be sure, he is Nightwing? Did he tell you so??"

"...That's pretty much what superheroes are anyway." She said vaguely, "I, I think I should tell you... I'm really sorry, I swear I will—"

"Oh, it doesn't matter. He called his family before and said he was fine. He just took the wrong car and is in a little trouble now." Dick still didn't give up on the last question: "Do you really think Ye Yi Similar to him???"

"...No, I think he's better." The file said truthfully, "I'm sorry, I—"

The noise struck again, this time more persistent and louder than the last time.After about 30 seconds, a different person answered the phone.

"I heard that someone doesn't have my number?" Damian's voice came, and the young man suppressed his fire, trying to make his voice sound calm: "Stay there with the file, and then you can not only get my number, maybe you can also get my number." Get something else that impresses you."

"..." The originally weak expression of the file has become cold, and her slightly hunched back has straightened. She knows how to use the simplest way to drive the opponent crazy, and she said lightly: "No, I will Busy, don't need extraneous numbers."

"What! You say-"

The file didn't finish listening, and cut off the call calmly before Damian lost his temper. She turned her head and looked at Polaris, who could hardly get up and had difficulty breathing, and said even more coldly, "Do you need me to take you to the South Pole to calm down?"

The author has something to say: God of War Loki officially changed its name to Model Worker Loki

Rocky: Once, there was a leisurely and rich life in front of me, but I didn't cherish it

Thor: Come on brother!Here's a job for you!

Frigga, smiling kindly: It seems that Odin's decision is correct

The file lies on the rollover scene

Dick Nightwing Grayson: You said he was Nightwing? ? ?kindness? ? ? ? ?