The correct way to attack the villain

Xavier's graduation ceremony dinner was held at seven o'clock that night as scheduled.

The wall clock counted down to the last second, the room was lit up with dazzling lights, and with the last bell ringing by the college as an order, melodious and low-pitched Scottish ditties began to echo in every corner of the room.

Different from the sadness in the graduation season of other colleges, because most mutants will choose to stay at Xavier College after graduation to become an X-Men who protects other mutant students from being harmed by the anti-mutant association, so their graduation ceremony It's more like a coming-of-age ceremony, which means that from today onwards they have finally changed from mutant students to mutants who can take care of themselves.

So they donned their most formal gowns today, invited their ever-shy partner, and swayed in the middle of the dance floor.

"Kurt, what do you think of my dress? Is the collar right? I always think it's a little askew."

In the corner of the banquet, Cyclops wearing a formal black casual suit frequently pointed his collar.

"Very good, not crooked." The little blue devil Kurt stood beside him, looked at him seriously, and then said, "Are you going to invite Miss Grey to dance?"

"Of course!"

Scott's lowered voice was uncontrollably nervous: "This time Qin will definitely agree to dance with me!"

Kurt glanced at Qin not far away.

Miss Grey changed into a low-key black knee-length dress today. Her exquisite makeup and the vacant seat around her undoubtedly made her the focus of tonight's banquet.

And the point is, today, finally, that unsightly Silence is no longer sitting next to her!That vile mutant Song Mo who skipped class dozens of times without being noticed!

This is a godsend!

Thinking so, Scott cleared his throat vigorously, and started to walk towards Qin with his chest out.

Behind him, Kurt looked at the back of Cyclops who was so nervous that he was on the same hand but still thought he was cool and confident, and silently withdrew the hand that was originally intended to cheer for him.

Then the next moment, another beautiful hand appeared in front of him, a big hand that was completely different from his hand with only three fingers.

"A dance?" the owner of the hand asked him in a low voice.

Kurt looked up the hand and couldn't help blinking.

The male mutants at the graduation banquet can be roughly divided into two categories. One is he and Scott, who feel inappropriate even in a suit because of their inconsistent temperament, and the other is Warren, who is naturally suitable for such a mature dress. The half-folded snow white angel wings look stunning.

Kurt was a little embarrassed: "Are we... two?"

He looked around the venue: "Would that be weird?"

The archangel glanced at the blue devil expressionlessly: "I'm going to find Orolo."

Kurt quickly put his hand in his palm.

"Then, let's dance."

On the other hand, Cyclops was oblivious to the fact that his friend stepped onto the dance floor first. He pushed aside the crowd and moved forward step by step. Qin's figure became closer and closer in his sight. He felt that his heart was about to explode. jump out of the throat.

He had to stop a step away, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand.

"Excuse me--"

"May I ask you to dance?"

Another voice came in abruptly, Scott froze for a moment, and a familiar figure stood in front of him.

Storm Ororo Monroe.

He's still a very androgynous freshman mutant with a shaved mohawk.

Qin seemed a little surprised by this sudden invitation. After thinking about it, she still put her hand in the other's palm. Orolo bowed her head and kissed the back of the lady's hand in a gentlemanly manner: "My honor."

The two women walk past Cyclops on the dance floor.

Scott, who was left alone with his hand still in a forward position: "???"

When he finally recovered from the accident in which the goddess was invited away by another female student in advance, and was about to cry to his friend, he saw that at the edge of the dance floor, there was a woman almost half-wrapped by the wings of an archangel. Only Kurt, whose tail was still jittering up and down, was left.

Scott: "?????"

What happened to this world?

Why did he feel like things weren't supposed to be like this?

Cyclops walked out of the noisy graduation party venue with a dreamy expression on his face, and walked to the toilet next to the health care room on the first floor, and just opened the door, he saw the figure he least wanted to see inside.

The young mutant in a hospital gown stood there with his waist slightly bowed, the light in the toilet was not turned on, and the moonlight from outside cast him as a silhouette.

The eyes of the two met in the air, both startled.

Song Mo came back to his senses first. He looked at Scott with a ghostly expression on his face. Before he could move yet, he moved one to the side and began to pull his pants chain.

But the eyes of the laughing mutant next to him seemed to be glued to him. No one would like to be surrounded like a monkey when going to the bathroom, Song Mo clicked his tongue.

"What are you looking at?" He raised his chin, exchanging provocative glances with Cyclops, "Compare the size?"

Scott froze for a moment.

After realizing what he said, his face quickly turned red.

Then there was an angry roar that almost broke the ceiling.

"Who wants to compare your size with you—?!"

After yelling, Scott slammed the door and walked out of the corner. Song Mo then walked out of the door, with the corners of his mouth curled up, leaning against the window sill by the sink to watch him go away.

He didn't turn his head until he could no longer hear Scott's footsteps, and put away the smile on his face little by little.

Overhead is the noise from the dinner venue, not noisy, but one can clearly feel how lively this rare mutant graduation ceremony is.

Outside the window, the dark night was overwhelming.

It's time for Xavier to revel.

It is also when their vigilance is weakest.

"I always feel like I'm missing something, Bunya."

He crossed his arms and looked at the reflection of Westchester's moon and stars in the pool, but he didn't expect any response.

His watch was broken by a neuropathy, and Bangya, who relied on the core data in the watch to parasitize, naturally fell into a complete dormancy.

Something cold hit his cheek at this moment, Song Mo frowned, stretched out his finger and wiped it, it was a water stain.

Looking up, just above his cheek, a drop of water hangs in the center of the slightly cracked wall.

And in the center of the water droplet, he saw a piece that was completely wrapped in the water droplet. If it wasn't because he recognized this object, it would probably be mistaken for dust and ignored——

Fly Tracker, created by Lex Technology.

Song Mo suddenly came back to his senses, only then did he realize how serious a matter he had overlooked.

Today is the day Luthor and Stryker team up to attack Xavier!

As if confirming his thoughts, the moment he reacted, there was a loud explosion sound from the living area behind him.

The flames soared into the sky, and the air mixed with the debris of the bombed dormitory building was inhaled into the lungs.

A smell of death and gunpowder.