[Comprehensive British and American] A vixen has no conscience

Aniohevetotcha

I love you

She said this in Hebrew, making it clear that she only wanted to say it to Eric, a Jew.Never hated a language more than today, and it's one of the old languages ​​he used to love.If he hadn't learned Hebrew, then he wouldn't have heard her confess to another man.

What was I being hypocritical about? It was obvious that I was deliberately alienating others and resisting what happened to that flirtatious woman.Now she likes Eric, completely just as a normal friend.I no longer have to worry that I will become the foolish look of the love brain in the future, and I don't have to worry that I will become one of the protagonists of the vulgar love triangle.

I should be happy.Charles told himself this, and the corners of his mouth twitched stiffly.

Reach out and press the elevator button engraved with the number 3, and the mirror-like elevator door slowly closes towards the middle.Charles frowned slightly sadly, his blue eyes looked complicatedly at the slender figure outside the smaller and smaller crack of the door.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel the gaze behind her.Flipping his arms behind his back, he shook his hands in a V gesture, and then bent his two fingers mischievously like rabbit ears.

Charles was stunned, and at this moment the elevator doors squeezed open the final gap and merged tightly together.

It's childish...

The frown that was furrowed did not know when it had been relaxed, and the watery blue eyes seemed to be rippling as if something had been thrown into them.

Ding!

The elevator quickly reached the third floor, and Charles raised his head, just in time to see the elevator door that hadn't opened yet, like a mirror.The young man inside has soft brows and eyes, the corners of his mouth are upturned, and his eyes, which are known as the windows of the soul, carry an obvious smile.

I don't know what you're smirking at, Charles complained to himself in the mirror.

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After a tiring day, Charles returned to the room and forced himself to put aside his messy thoughts and prepare to lie down on the bed for a good sleep.

But before going to bed, Ruiwen knocked on the door of the room, and after letting her in, she said something that made him unable to sleep tonight.

"Charles, I think you and Fox have more hope than Eric and Fox!"

Charles' heart skipped a beat, but on the surface he frowned disapprovingly: "Ruiwen, don't talk nonsense."

"I haven't." Ruiwen smiled and blinked her eyes: "I asked Fox which is better, you or Eric, guess what she answered?"

Charles pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ruiwen knew that Charles would not speak, and she didn't care: "At that time, she didn't hesitate at all, and she opened her mouth and said: Of course Charles is better." Ruiwen said with a smile like a little fox.

Charles lowered his eyes and clenched the hand holding the armrest of the wheelchair.

"It's a pity that you didn't see her decisive and sincere answer." Ruiwen clenched her right fist and hammered her left palm: "I should have found a room with surveillance and asked her before I knew it, so that I could record it for you." broadcast."

No, I've seen it more times than you, Charles said to himself.In future memories, she often said "Charles is the best" while throwing herself into his arms and acting like a baby.

"She has a better impression of you than Eric now. If you work hard, your wife will be yours." Rui Wen encouraged.

"Do you know what she said to Eric just now?" Charles looked up with a faint smile on his face.

"What?" Raven asked curiously.

"Aniohevetotcha, this is Hebrew, the national language of the Jews." Charles said in a flat and soft voice.

Jewish?Raven thought about it, and she remembered that Eric was Jewish.

"It means, I love you." The elegant and soft male voice was a little cold, but the coolness was only fleeting, and then the gentleness was restored immediately: "Now do you still think there is hope for us?"

"Brother." Rui Wen smiled and folded her hands on her chest: "You mean to admit that you like Fox?"

Charles shook his head: "It's me in the future who likes her, I'm just affected by those memories." He told Raven, and he told himself the same.You don't really like her, you're not really jealous that she confessed to Eric, you're just affected by those memories.After he no longer has too much contact with her, those memories will naturally not pop up again, and the influence of the memories on him will gradually disappear.

Ruiwen sighed helplessly. She stretched out her hand and poked Charles' heart with her fingertips: "Ask your own heart, is it really just because of those future memories? Don't you have any heartbeat yourself?"

"I'm sure." Charles replied without hesitation.

"Don't say I didn't remind you, don't regret it until you lose it."

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Washington DC

Hundreds of people from all over the world, more than 50 media reporters from various countries, and special agents of the Ministry of National Defense gathered on the square. They expressed their greatest enthusiasm and curiosity for the upcoming Sentinel robot.

These created robots will protect the safety of their humans, and those strange mutants with terrifying abilities will disappear from their world, which is great, isn't it!

The president of the country stood on the podium and gave an impassioned speech. He waved his hand, and the national flag covering the robot fell to the ground behind him.

"Wow! Handsome!" Someone excitedly stood up and applauded. Immediately afterwards, other audience members were also driven by this atmosphere to applaud.

"This robot is so ugly." The little fox who was standing behind the auditorium with Charles and others looked at a row of tin men on the stage with a look of disgust.

"I think it's okay." Hank observed carefully, and felt that the appearance of these robots was quite good, and it would be even better if they were not used to eliminate mutants.

"You have never seen a really good one." The little fox chuckled.

On the podium, the president saw the audience's face-saving, and his tone became more cadenced: "As long as we have these sentries, we don't have to be afraid of mutants threatening us!"

The mutants of Charles looked at the group of humans who were excitedly applauding and cheering loudly, and their hearts grew colder.Because a very small number of bad mutants will think that all of their own race are threats, no matter how friendly they are, and how much they have helped them, they will not be grateful.

"See, this is the person you want to get along with." Eric sneered and mocked.

Charles lowered his eyes and spoke slowly after a while: "You are too extreme, just as mutants are good and bad, so are ordinary people."

"Stop having the debate at this time, okay?" Seeing that Charles Eric was about to start arguing again, the little fox quickly interrupted their conversation: "Get ready, I'm going to do it."

On the podium, the president kindly invited Dr. Cusk, the developer of the sentinel robot, to speak on the stage. The doctor pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, smiled coldly, and stepped onto the stage.

"I'm Tresk." He took the microphone, and put his dull eyes on the audience in the audience.

Everyone has curiosity and admiration for the doctor who is suspected of dwarfism.They listened carefully to Trask's speech, and slowly, they realized that what he said seemed to lead them in a strange direction.

"In this world, the strong are respected. Only when you become stronger can you step down those who look down on you, do everything you want to do, and stand taller than anyone else in this world!" Cui Ske suddenly took out a remote control from his pocket: "I've already done it."

The Sentinels standing behind Tresk suddenly activated, and the black Retinazers suddenly lit up with a penetrating red light.

"What's going on!" The president became a little nervous. There was no activation of the robot in the plan!

"Dr. Trask, please turn off the Sentinels!" The Ministry of Defense in charge of the presentation immediately warned Trask through the intercom: "Dr. Trask! Please stop - stabbing!" A harsh voice came from the intercom.

Everyone looked at the podium, and Trask sneered and smashed the earphones, and waved the robot to point the gun on the arm at the president and others.

"What do you want to do!" The bodyguards rushed forward to protect the president behind him.

"Oh my god!" The audience panicked.

"I can already be a god, why should I be your messenger!" Trask sneered and pressed the command to shoot

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"Go! Go!" The bodyguard reacted quickly and pushed the president to run and avoid.

Gatling's blue light emerged from the muzzle of the robot, and countless bullets chased after the president and others and hit the ground.Several other robots pointed their guns at the crowd one after another. For a while, sand and soil splashed everywhere, and cameras, police cars, and curtain display walls were killed one after another.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” People fled privately holding their heads in horror.

Controlling the muzzle of the robot to create chaos without harming anyone is really a technical job. After firing a gun, it was finally confirmed that everyone was about to be scared to death, and the manipulator behind it, the little fox, secretly wiped his sweat.

"Stop!" Logan, who was tall and tall, walked out of the crowd bravely and shouted at Trask: "How dare you shoot us!"

"Who are you!" Trask asked menacingly.

"Don't care who I am!" Logan accused Trask with a sad face: "Didn't you design these robots to protect us and catch those mutants who are doing evil!"

"Why should I protect you trash, only the strong deserve to survive, and you trash only deserve to go to hell!"

"You deserve hell!"

"That's right, you devil, heaven will not allow you to enter!"

"Yes! Devil!"

Tresk's speech aroused public outrage, and everyone shouted and cursed angrily.

"Call it hahaha, you should have a mouthful before you die!" Tresk operated the remote control, and the muzzles of all the robots started to run rapidly again: "Go to hell!"

Bullets rained down on the president and other people, and expressions of horror and despair were fixed on their faces.I didn't expect them to die here today, if I had known, I wouldn't have come to this press conference.Everyone hugged those around them tightly, tears and snot dripping down in embarrassment.

Suddenly, the sound of bullets piercing through the air disappeared in their ears, and everyone who was ready to face death opened their eyes and raised their heads.

I saw a man in a casual suit floating in mid-air, with his hands stretched open, controlling everything in the field with an irresistible magnetic force.All the murderous bullets stopped in the air as if the pause button was pressed, and even the killing machine sentry froze and stopped making dangerous moves.

The man had a solemn expression, and with a wave of his hand, the bullets turned and flew towards the sentinel robot.There was a burst of sparks, and two of the robots were smashed to pieces by their own bullets.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The people who survived the catastrophe wept with joy. They looked at the man in the sky who looked like a savior god with admiration, and their gratitude was almost overflowing.

"Magneto!" Tresk exclaimed in surprise.

Magneto?

Magneto!

It's the famous mutant!They were actually saved by mutants who have always hated them!For a moment, everyone who harbored evil thoughts towards mutants felt guilty.

"You should stop Trask." The elegant voice from the back of the crowd made everyone turn their heads.

The young man sitting in a wheelchair has an eye-catching bald head, but even if he has a funny hairstyle, it can't hide his handsome features.Especially those gentle blue eyes that are inclusive of everything, people can't help but indulge in them when they see them.

"Power is not for aggression, but for protection." Charles. Playwright. Big flicker. Spiritual mentor. King of mouthpieces. Xavier slowly expressed the philosophy of life in a gentle and resonant voice.