You have to cosplay even if you die!

If Magneto can really be known by everyone like the newly elected president of the United States, and tirelessly adopt the attitude of "Twitter to make trouble" to organize every "terrorist" activity, then the variant of the Brotherhood People are afraid that it is not a real pill.

Cough, how to compare it, even if the current boss doesn't care about things, as a member of the fraternity, using such a metaphor in his heart is too much!

Deadpool stood still and watched Parinoa's thoughts go somewhere, with a half-smile on his lips, as if he was a little cautious and conservative as he stepped on the threshold. I dawdled my feet for a while, but I didn't come in after all.

"X-Men?" Perinoa lowered her voice, trying to use the magnetic subwoofer to imitate a bit of her boss's bastard air.

She thought clearly, as long as Deadpool dressed like this and acted weirdly, which organization could someone who wasn't the X-Men belong to?

She has read many cartoons given to her by Emma Amway, the White Queen. None of the uniforms of the X-Men in them are of normal aesthetics.

"No, no, no, I'm not a gang of bastards," Deadpool held the takeaway in his hand, completely sorry for his professional attire, "Oh, looking at the little eyes, I almost believed your evil —Hey, let me guess, you don’t have a mother named Mystique, do you?”

Seeing that his chatterbox was still pouring out endlessly, Perinoa had to raise her voice, and it could be said that she glared at each other: "I don't want to hear who you are, get out of my house, now, immediately."

"...Then these two takeaways?"

"..." Well, what a strange brain circuit!

"Sister? What's the matter?" At this moment, Xi Weier's voice came from the room, which made Perinoa suddenly feel that something was going to happen.

"Hey, brother, just tell me, the person living here should be a little girl~"

Parinoa: It's really difficult for you to say the word "little girl" in front of me.

"So what exactly do you want?" Sideways stopped Deadpool from stepping into the room. In desperation, Parinoa's eyes narrowed slightly, the iron plate on the threshold trembled slightly, and the target was shaky. Pointing at Deadpool's head, "I don't guarantee where it will appear next moment."

"Oh, take it easy, Girl?" Deadpool took two steps back as if predicting it, but the iron piece that fell on the sudden turn in the middle made him carelessly scratch the corner of the mask.

"HolySHIT? The little girl is so violent?!"

Even if it was only for a second, Perinoa concealed the flash of surprise in her eyes.

The muscles on Deadpool's arm trembled and twitched as the blood flowed out. It sounded like he was laughing, and of course Perinoa didn't care about the small steps he walked back and forth.

It was just his hand on the gun that made her really nervous.

If he drew his gun at this moment and two bullets were fired, Perinoa was really not sure if she could catch them.

This feeling of life being played by others is really too bad, so bad that her lips are dry and her throat is so dry that she can't say a word.

What has just been decided seems like a joke.With her like this, why are she still thinking about saving the future of mutants?

"Oh—you actually scratched the most handsome face in the universe! Forget it, I'm a big-bellied feminist, emmmm, but only for good-looking girls."

Parinoa still kept a straight face under Deadpool's expectant gaze.

"This operation is not good. You are already called a good-looking young lady. Why do you still use this face that can play "Jaws" to tease my brother?"

"Hey...forget it, see you again by fate? Brother's mission is considered complete..."

******

"Crooked? Moses Moses? James? Patrick?

"..."

"Misremember, it's Charles~Professor Charles~?"

"Well, it's Wade. I'll leave it to you to find out who the White Queen has been secretly contacting. Have you checked it out?"

Deadpool gritted his teeth: "I understand, of course I understand. I really paid my grandma's house for working for you. That little girl is not easy to deal with. She scratched the handsome faces of my family from heaven to earth. I will go to you in a while." There is an operation on Bangzi, and I need to apply for reimbursement from public funds!"

"Well—then why don't you come to the academy and I'll let Logan show you the injury? Don't talk about Wade, what's the specific situation?"

Deadpool scratched the place where it was obviously scratched just now, but there is no scab on the place now. Although it is bumpy, it can't be seen that it was scratched by the iron sheet just a few minutes ago. wounds come.

"On the opposite side is a little girl who is quite wary and doesn't know brother. The ability is quite interesting. Guess who I met?"

He kept on talking without waiting for Professor X to answer, and continued: "The one who opened the door for brother actually bought a mud head!"

"...?"

"Brother guessed at first that she might have some kind of blood relationship with your family Ruiwen, but I guess this little girl might have a brighter future than your blue and fierce Mystique! Her transformation can use the body of the referenced person Ability, if it wasn't for being unprepared, how could my brother be scratched by a small iron piece!"

"...The other party's status in the fraternity, the hidden purpose in New York...Forget about these, I have a little idea for the time being, so let's leave it at that, Wade."

"Hey, can the debt owed to you be settled?"

"However," Professor X on the other end of the phone chuckled, "You and Logan directly changed the shape of my favorite pond, and the fee has not yet been settled."

"That guy Logan is the mastermind! By the way, the statue of Venus that was placed in the fountain last time is actually not an imitation of Venus with a broken arm. I don't need to say more about it?"

"...But Logan told me that you were idle and had nothing to do, so you cut off the arm of the statue with a knife."

"..."

"And unfortunately, the answer Hank told me is consistent with Logan's comparison. Do you think I will believe you?"

"... Shit, it's impossible." For the first time, Deadpool had self-knowledge.

"Well, so it's impossible to settle the debt."

"F*uck￥%*@￥%%*(%...&(——"

******

Parinoa, who was left behind, lost her appetite when she saw her takeaway. Seeing Xi Weier's slightly caring eyes, she sat back in front of the computer without looking back.

After calming down, Perinoa brought her trembling fingers together and stroked the keyboard.

【Personal chat room】

Paranoia: QAQ, Sister Emma, ​​I just met a pervert who knows Magneto.

Paranoia: Here's the thing, I originally ordered a burrito delivery for myself for dinner, and when the delivery arrived, I felt something was wrong with the voice of the delivery boy.I'm not subconsciously practicing the interpretation of Magneto, just thinking about using Magneto's face to get a takeaway.

Paranoia: And the boss's face is quite intimidating to be honest——

Paranoia: Turns out that pervert in red and black tights knows the boss!

White:?

White: Take it easy, speak slowly.The opponent is characterized by a red and black uniform, and then what?

Paranoia: Features?He likes to call himself brother, and he talks too much.By the way, I was also afraid that he would hurt my brother if he entered the house. Now I can actually control Magneto's mutant ability!I scratched his face!It's the left cheek, and it's the extent that it will leave a scar.

White: Talkative, red and black uniform, uh—I know who he is, Wade Wilson, known as Deadpool, is a mutant, a professional mercenary.

White: He should be in league with the X-Men recently, wearing the same pair of pants, and the relationship with Wolverine in the X-Men is not clear.Don't worry too much about him, since it's him, it's probably the X-Men who followed the network cable from me and found something.

Paranoia: Hey, but he said he's not an X-Men?And it doesn't look like the style of painting...

She wouldn't say that she actually thought that red and black uniform was quite handsome, hehe.

White: You're going to tell the guy at the Sentinel Public Service Station that you're a fraternity mutant?

White: Well, it's a good thing that he can inspire your potential this time.From your description and my understanding of Magneto, indeed, emotions have a great impact on his abilities, you can think more about that.

Paranoia: [Touch your chin and think.jpg] I think it's not just emotions—it's also protection. My mentality of wanting to protect Xavier might overlap with some of Magneto's qualities?

White: ...

White: In this case, then you should practice more in this direction.

White: Remember to change the IP at the end, and prepare for the move in two days.

In a hidden underground base, the surrounding dilapidated and backward environment does not mean the same in the base.After all, it is the most important general base of the Brotherhood. As a veteran organization of mutants, even if the equipment conditions are indeed not as good as the X-Men, it will not be too far behind.

In fact, the White Queen, who is in charge of the main event at this time, is sitting in her seat and meditating, changing into a diamond state and then returning to her original state. No one can guess what she is thinking.

In Emma's eyes, Magneto was already what he looked like when he became her companion and her boss.

Strong, confident, will and belief condensed to the point of indestructibility.

The more she followed him, the more she seemed to have nothing to worry about. No matter how powerful the enemy in front was, Magneto always had his way to solve it no matter the means. .

But such a powerful leader, Emma has never seen what Eric, the Magneto King, really wants in his heart.

A battle for mutant rights?It's good that all mutants are brothers and sisters, but didn't he just leave?

It's impossible to say that no one in the Brotherhood complained about the irresponsible leader who abandoned them.

"Magneto—Eric," the White Queen silently chewed on the message sent by Perinoa, "In your heart, what exactly do you want?"

******

Among the ironworkers sitting around the campfire to keep warm, a tall and powerful worker sneezed violently.

"Oh, oh! Someone must be talking about you kid!"

"That's right, sister-in-law, right? Ahaha!"

"No, which tavern's friend is good?"

Eric glanced at the worker who spoke last, and stared at him seriously until he touched his nose embarrassingly before giving up.

"I already have my wife and children, what kind of tavern do you want? Hmm?"

Some of the workers in these ironworks were envious, some ridiculed, and everyone laughed at the same time.

Poland is a good neighbor of the fighting nation, and the alcoholic taste of vodka is everywhere.

Their feast went on late.The deer in the forest raised its head in the haze, and fell asleep peacefully.

It's Christmas Eve.

The author has something to say: Little Theater

The two mutants of the Brotherhood sat on their shabby small benches, admiringly and enviously watching the White Queen sitting on the seat turn into brilliant diamonds for a while, and be fair and beautiful with long legs for a while.

Mutant passer-by A: Look at the child of the second master.

Mutant passer-by B: In normal form, he doesn't have to worry about his partner, but in mutant form, he doesn't have to worry about food and drink.

Mutant passer-by A: Then why does the boss want to work as a worker in a steel factory?

Mutant passer-by B: ...for the realization of communism? ! [The expression is suddenly dignified.jpg]

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