[Comprehensive] The Last Assassin

The girl was like an eagle, with bright and dazzling green eyes, soaring towards Charles' direction!

—if there wasn't a double glass door between them.

When Charles remembered the door, he only had time to rush over and push it open, but before he could back away, he was hit by the girl!

Fortunately, he locked the wheelchair in time, and only leaned back a little under the impact, and reached out to catch Shen Qiong firmly.

The girl didn't have any smell at first, but at this moment, it exuded a strong aroma of wine.

Charles couldn't help frowning: "Have you been drinking?"

Shen Qiong got up from him with one hand and muttered: "I'm an adult, what's wrong?"

Charles looked at her extremely young face, and sighed: "But when you become an adult, the effect of time on you becomes extremely slow, you should listen to your adoptive father, pay more attention—"

Before Charles finished speaking, Shen Qiong stared at him with burning eyes and interrupted him: "You know, sometimes you feel very similar to my adoptive father to me."

She squinted her eyes and recalled for a while, the assassin whose shawl was fluttering in the wind actually overlapped with this weak young man in a wheelchair, she suddenly asked, "Have you seen blood?"

Charles was stunned, and it took a while before he nodded: "I have been in the army."

Shen Qiong nodded, and sat down on the floor to his left with his left hand, looking up at him: "Is the battlefield terrifying?"

Charles recalled the battle he participated in as a young adult, his blue eyes clouded, and he said softly: "So I pray for peace."

"Assassins also pursue peace, but assassins were born in war." Shen Qiong looked at the night sky and said calmly, "Henry wants me to be safe, but he still decides to let me come to North America alone in crisis."

"He loves me, so he investigates the power situation in North America for me—although he doesn't know that the Brotherhood has disappeared. But even if the Brotherhood exists, I still have to face some dangers alone." Shen Qiong turned her face and looked at it calmly To Charles, "Even so, he still asked me to come alone, do you know why?"

Shen Qiong smiled slightly. When she smiled, her whole face seemed to be favored by the goddess of youth, and she looked full of vitality and vigor.

Shen Qiong repeated: "Because he loves me."

This sentence seemed contradictory, but Charles easily understood it.

Henry Frye knew Shen Qiong well, and Henry personally trained her to be an excellent assassin, so he naturally understood that this sharpened blade would not be blunt in peace until death.The east has been far away from the center for too long, and the old assassin cannot withstand the waves, but the new assassin wants to open her chapter.

Eagles teach their young to fly by pushing them off cliffs.

This is the fastest and most suitable way for them.

It was precisely because Henry Fry loved Shen Qiong so much that after much thought, he sent her to the North American Brotherhood to face unknown dangers and find his slim chance of survival.

Shen Qiong looked at Charles, and said word by word: "The assassin is an eagle, and an eagle cannot be kept in a cage."

She paused, reached out to hold Charles' hand, and wrapped it around her neck, her tone was calm as if she was talking about someone else: "Unless you kill it."

The girl's tender carotid artery was beating under the man's fingertips. Charles stared at her and suddenly said, "Except for that accident, I have never entered your thoughts again."

Shen Qiong was confused and didn't understand: "What?"

Charles Xavier withdrew his hand and looked at her quietly with lowered eyes: "I have failed before."

Shen Qiong, who was a little dizzy, didn't expect that Charles would suddenly start the story mode. She blinked and muttered, "You want to come after Stark just ended? I have a face that I can talk to?"

She looked a little unhappy, but she stood up anyway, walked to Charles, with her back to the night sky and the moon, looked up at him, nodded vigorously: "Come on, I'm ready to listen .”

Charles couldn't help laughing, this kind of Shen Qiong was completely different from what he saw and where he saw Shen Qiong from Magneto.

She looked soft, innocent, and gentle—all the qualities that Charles thought Shen Qiong didn't have, seemed to appear at this moment, under the moonlight.

Charles looked at her, sighed, and said softly: "Eric, you used to think of Magneto as the 'Great Mentor'. He and I were close friends, and even the earliest mutant team was formed by me and him. .”

"But we parted ways in the end because of different ideas." Charles' eyes were calm. "I thought it was right, but then I experienced betrayal, experienced my own powerlessness, and endured loneliness."

"That's why when you showed up, I thought I couldn't let you go the way of Eric." His blue eyes were very calm. "I thought this was the right thing to do, and it was good for everyone."

Shen Qiong looked at him with her chin: "Now?"

"I don't know..." The young Charles Xavier sighed, too many things happened in just a few years, what was right and what was wrong, even he who was called a professor by countless people couldn't help it confused.

Losing his legs was undoubtedly a huge blow to him, which made him unable to fully control his own strength for a while, and other people's thoughts often appeared in his head without warning—just like when he accidentally saw Shen Qiong It's the same thinking--all these things add up, and he doesn't know how long he can last.

Hank develops a drug that suppresses the X gene, which helps him sleep better.

But the appearance of Shen Qiong made Charles have to reject Hank's kindness. If he fell asleep, no one in X campus would be able to fight against this young assassin.

"I don't know how to treat you-but at least I understand now that strong methods will not work on you."

Charles looked at the assassin in front of him tenderly: "Sorry Joan, because I tried to lock your wings."

Shen Qiong was stunned.

She sat cross-legged on the floor in front of Charles, her cheeks flushed with drunkenness.

She listened to what Charles said, and shook her head vigorously: "I'm hallucinating? No, my ears are so good, how could I hallucinate!"

Charles looked at her and laughed a little.

However, before he could repeat, Shen Qiong stood up abruptly, with both arms supporting the sides of the wheelchair, completely forcing Charles under her body, squinting her eyes and asking: "What's the use of apologizing, where is my Hidden Blade?" ?”

Charles really laughed. He looked up at Shen Qiong calmly and said with a smile, "There is an exam tomorrow."

Shen Qiong: "!!? What! Didn't we agree that there are still a few weeks left!?"

Charles asked curiously, "If you take the exam earlier, won't you be able to leave earlier?"

Shen Qiong thinks this is the reason, but she is really not prepared at all!

Oh no, she is ready!

Shen Qiong touched her body, and Charles looked puzzled: "What are you looking for?"

Shen Qiong, who couldn't find anything, felt aggrieved: "My gift cost me a lot of money."

Seeing that Shen Qiong was really in a hurry, Charles suddenly thought of the jacket she had left behind, so he handed her the jacket and the cufflinks of the broken box: "Is that it? You left it in the shopping mall, Jubilee will help you Bring it back."

Shen Qiong was very happy when she saw the cufflinks. She took the cufflinks and looked at them carefully and seriously for a while. Her movements were gentle as if she was treating the most precious treasure. Charles couldn't help but think that even assassins seem to have their own Things that feel important (angel: Come on, she is so precious even if the price is thousands of dollars).

The next moment, Shen Qiong, who solemnly rearranged the jewelry box, handed the velvet box to Charles.

Charles stared at the gift handed in front of him, startled.

The assassin looked calm under the moonlight, and spoke the most simple love words in the oldest language: "If the starlight of this gravel can embellish the blue sea in your eyes a little."

She smiled slightly and bowed to Charles in the wheelchair:

"—is my supreme glory."

The next morning, when Shen Qiong woke up, apart from a little headache, she had no other hangover symptoms.

Her strict biological clock makes her strictly waking up, even when drunk.

After waking up, she vaguely felt that something happened last night, but she couldn't remember it.

After thinking hard for a long time, she suddenly recalled: "It's over! The exam is today!"

Shen Qiong hurriedly got up from the bed, at this moment she just met Li Qianhuan who came out of the bathroom, seeing her in such a hurry, Li Qianhuan couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Shen Qiong said: "Exam! I haven't read a single word!"

Li Qianhuan couldn't help being nervous when she heard the words: "It's true! The professor announced in the morning that the exam is coming in the afternoon...it's okay, I still have half a day to help you make up the class!"

Shen Qiong nodded, and then asked seriously: "Am I quicker to beat up my classmates?"

Li Qianhuan said angrily: "Can you be serious, Fry?"

Shen Qiong laughed: "I'm just kidding." She paused, "After all, everyone treats me well, and I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything in the end."

Li Qianhuan doesn't care what Shen Qiong says, even if she has agreed with others to hand in a blank paper, Shen Qiong herself cannot hand in a blank paper.

A whole morning passed while Li Qianhuan helped Shen Qiong to make up for her.

Coming to the examination room in the afternoon, Shen Qiong, who was in a state of confusion, was still thinking about sneaking in with her mobile phone and asking for help from Master Worthington at any time.However, Professor Hank McCoy seems to know her behavior pattern very well, and a high-tech inspection instrument cut off all her retreats.

Shen Qiong: "... Tsk, no wonder I can't find a girlfriend."

Hank was expressionless: "This has nothing to do with you, Ms. Fry, cheating is strictly prohibited on the exam."

Shen Qiong: "..."

Shen Qiong walked into the examination room muttering, looking at the test paper in front of her, she fell into a state of complete silence.

...Who was Wilde?Why should I know what his "The Picture of Dorian Gray" says and stands for?

And who was Samuel Beckett, and what did he write to me?

Shen Qiong collapsed and turned a page——

"*train"?How do I know if it's a modern or classic piece!

Just when Shen Qiong felt that this paper could not be done, she finally saw the topic she was familiar with.

Thanks to the college entrance examination, thanks to the high school teachers!I know Shakespeare!I know the four tragedies!I will write this!

With the only topic she knows, Shen Qiong wrote conscientiously.

However, to her surprise, as soon as she finished writing, the students began to hand in papers one after another.

Shen Qiong: ... What!Is the topic so simple that they can write so quickly! ?Damn I'm going to read for a few more weeks!

Shen Qiong didn't realize what happened until Li Qianhuan passed by her and winked at her.

... You won't really hand in blank papers, will you?

The little brother who was slaughtered by her on the basketball court winked at her and handed in the test paper with only his name on it. Hank coughed as a warning to the student.

Shen Qiong had only read sentences like "he was moved to tears" in books before, and it was only at this moment that she really felt what real "tears filled her eyes" was.

...Wow, thank you Xueba!Thanks Xueba!

Shen Qiong worked harder to see if there were any questions on the test paper that she could do.

But when Jean Gray passed by her, Shen Qiong couldn't help but glanced at it. She was surprised to find that the test paper of this top student was also blank.

Jubilee got her?

Shen Qiong thought with some doubts until she saw the last question.

The title reads: When flying, the eagle encounters not only the cold and harsh air, but also the countless lives accompanying it on the grassland.

Shen Qiong looked at the topic for a long time before writing down: My eyes are very good. I can and will see the ground besides the sky.

"Jean, about the thing I asked you to help Fry with tuition..."

"What's wrong, Professor?"

"If you approve of her," the professor in the wheelchair smiled slightly, "it's not a bad idea to agree to Jubilee's request."