[Comprehensive] pragmatic theory of coquetry

The smoke from the explosion finally gradually dissipated.

"So you are the only survivor." Charles Xavier said.

When he said this, Hank was standing in front of him with his head bowed and a few bruises on his face, and the hour and minute hands of the big clock in the room were about to meet at the number twelve, when he suddenly heard "When "The bell echoed and continued to ring twelve times, and the conversation that was supposed to continue had to be temporarily suspended.

The heavy snow outside fell extremely fiercely.But quietly, silently covering the entire empty and cold night.

When the bell rang, Professor X slowly took in his hand the information on the Hydras that had been shown to the Winter Soldier and Lily earlier on the table, and browsed through it with lowered eyes. Torn into shredded paper.

"Five...six of the Winter Soldier, Lily Gers, and these HYDRA. All killed in an explosion in Siberia."

The slender fingers took the remote control again and turned on the TV in the study.

The news was reported in a timely manner, and the camera zoomed in. The cave where the Winter Soldier was buried was already surrounded by uniformed Russian soldiers.

Nearly seven hours have passed since the big bang.

Charles wanted to avert his gaze, but unexpectedly found a man wearing a spiritual uniform in the color of the Stars and Stripes, who was involuntarily trying to break into the cordon.

That person was full of iconic features. Even if he had never met him before, the little professor knew who he was, and even more where the people behind him came from.

SHIELD.

They were one step too late.

"What a pity," Charles whispered.

I don't know if it's for the dead Winter Soldier and Lily, or for the long-delayed S.H.I.E.L.D.

"They didn't have to die." Hank's heavy self-blame and guilt remained on his face from beginning to end. Hearing the little professor's voice, he couldn't help clenching his fists, and his body trembled slightly.

"It's not your fault, Hank." Although Charles also darkened his face slightly, he still made the facts clear, "They have the right to choose."

"I don't understand." Hank looked up at him, "Why didn't you run away?"

"Yes." The little professor reached out and rubbed his temples, "Why?"

"The string of Russian passwords no longer works against the Winter Soldier, and Lily has that ability... The things that the two of them were afraid of no longer exist, why didn't they escape?"

He smiled silently after thinking about it, and met Hank's sad and surprised eyes: "It may not be a good thing to die there."

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The death of all the Winter Soldier seems to have become a well-known fact all over the world-the world-class weapons transformed by Hydra using super serum were destroyed overnight, which is good news for every country.

However, when asked who made such contributions, it is to make the heads of state of various countries look at each other in dismay.

The insider ushered in a familiar guest a week later.

"I'm sorry to take up your time, Mr. Xavier." A hand stretched out from the opposite side, and shook hands with the little professor politely.

"You did take up my time." Charles raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "Today I should give the students their first class of the week."

"I found out that you took in Lily Gers not long ago." The person sitting across the table changed into casual clothes today, with blond hair and blue eyes still eye-catching, and straight to the point.

"Yes. But she's dead. Mister Rogers."

The speed of Captain America's investigation is quite fast - the little professor has deliberately covered up some of the information, but he still dug it out.

But Charles' expression remained unchanged, and he answered with a smile, taking a sip from the coffee cup on the table.

It has a lot of creamer and sugar in it.

"Did you only take her in?" Steve Rogers stared at him.

Captain America knows Lily.

On the day when the sky carrier was destroyed, he met once in the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building. At that time, he didn't know her identity, nor did he know that she had an inextricable connection with an old person——

As a result, the opportunity was missed and a vital clue was lost.

"I have taken in many people since I started the school." Charles is still doing Tai Chi.

"I'm not trying to trouble you. Lily Gers and the man next to her, they..." Captain America hesitated, "I just want to know if they are still alive."

"It's said in the news that he is dead." The little professor wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and turned his head to look outside at the gradually melting snow due to the clear sky. "They chose by themselves, willingly, Mr. Rogers. The 70 years in your heart The guilt of not being able to save your friends before, they probably don't want you to keep it forever."

Steve didn't say anything.

Charles moved his eyes, saw a sturdy heavy machine parked outside the window of the coffee shop, and exclaimed: "It's really a good car."

"--What a nice car."

Probably because of a tacit understanding, the same words were spoken by someone in another distant coordinate at the same time.

It's just that looking at it like this, the young man who made the sound was far less gentle and decent than the little professor in the United States, and because of the movement of stroking his chin, he looked a bit wretched.

His compliment was to a crimson Ducati beside the bridge, and to the owner who was sitting on the bridge enjoying the view.

The blond girl has a really good figure. Although half of her face is covered by sunglasses, her pink lips smile sweetly and seductively.

The hand that twirled one strand of sugar-pink hair in a circle looked white and smooth, and I wondered how soft it would be to hold it in my hand.

He also drove a particularly eye-catching heavy machine.He clearly put a "rich" label on his body.

The young man is a well-known hooligan in this area. When he approached the blonde girl with compliments, a few gangsters behind him also came forward together, seeing that there was a scene of blackmail or molestation.

And the targeted person didn't seem to notice the danger approaching at all. When he turned his face, the gangsters were already surrounded by him, less than one meter away from each other.

She seemed a little surprised, pulled down her sunglasses, and looked at them: "What is this for?"

"Parking is not allowed here, little lamb." The young man was dressed with a strong punk taste, and when he saw Lily talking, he became more excited, folded his arms and raised his chin.

"I didn't see where it was written that parking is not allowed here." She pouted and pointed towards the locomotive they parked nearby, "yourselves

also stopped.But I'll be leaving soon. "

I want to leave, but I'm afraid I won't be able to leave easily.

But she looked at the young people who were gradually gathering together, and she didn't show any fear on her face. She was calm and composed, and even wanted to laugh: "I'm really leaving soon. My boyfriend will be back soon."

Using her boyfriend as a cover, but unfortunately it didn't work, the young man in the lead had already reached out to her white and tender thighs under the shorts: "I'm afraid he won't be back for a while..."

As he spoke, the smile disappeared from his face, and his voice seemed to be cut off all of a sudden, and he suddenly dropped the line.

She burst out laughing.

She was happy, a layer of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the young man who intended to be rude, his eyes tremblingly looked at the big hand that suddenly stretched out to clamp his wrist, trembling usually because of shock, usually because of pain, waiting to tremble He turned around in a hurry to see who was coming to a hero to save the beauty at an untimely time, but then he screamed, as if the opponent's palm slid down his wrist and gently snapped his phalanx.

But at last it was clear who made the trouble.

The face of the man in black was completely covered by the helmet, but he didn't know how such a tall figure came behind him quietly, so many people didn't notice it.

The young man screamed and curled up, and the gangsters around the blond girl saw that the situation was not right, and each of them was a little trembling, and slowly moved away.

Leaving the poor leader alone, grotesquely covering his hands.

Then I saw the little girl jumped off the bridge excitedly and threw herself into the arms of the man in black.

She saw the helmet in his hand and stuck out her tongue: "I won't drop anything next time."

As he said, he took the helmet, took off the sunglasses on his face, and after putting it on, he took his hand and squeezed out of the encirclement of the punks, and got into the Ducati together, and they were going to leave like this.

Treat them like air.

It wasn't until the Ducati started that the young man who had been clutching his hands and crying endured the pain and said to his subordinates, "Catch up!"

The Ducati got off the bridge at a high speed, but there was still a black heavy motorcycle parked at the end of the bridge.

It is vaguely the style of Softail Commander.

The man who was originally sitting in the back seat of the Ducati changed his own car, looked up at the road ahead, and said, "I don't expect to be able to hide it forever, Lily. If you are with me, your future life may also be at risk... you want Be mentally prepared."

After walking all the way, he suddenly said such words at this time.

Lily looked at the Winter Soldier, and was about to say something, when she suddenly heard yelling from behind, and when she looked back, it was those punks who hadn't suffered enough, chasing after them desperately.

Those pink lips lifted up slightly, and the small dimples around her lips were aggressive and cute.

The two looked at each other, and they both turned the handle of the car tacitly at the same time. The roar of the heavy machine was louder than the wind, and they sped away in a blink of an eye, leaving the pursuers who almost arrived far behind.

It is also like leaving everything that was known to the world in the past far behind and leaving.

"I know." Lily said to the Winter Soldier, "I'm not afraid."

There was something in her words, like answering him, but also like facing the unknown future that was already following closely behind, ready to hold them in hand at any time: "Then let them chase."

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