There is no hunting like the hunting of man. And those who have hunted armed men longenough and like edit never really care for anything else.

There is no hunting like human hunting, those armed hunters have always enjoyed it, but never cared about other things. The speed at which Vespa's abilities improved shocked Eric Lanshere.

In just one week, she can almost try to manipulate most living objects, and she can even heal terminally ill and paralyzed patients with manipulation and creativity.

As for soul manipulation, even the most capable members of the Mutant Brotherhood couldn't resist her will at all.

But what makes Vespa more dangerous than the White Queen and the Lady of Destiny is that she seems to have the ability to instantly terminate life, rather than manipulating the soul to do what she wants.

The power was so overwhelming that Vespa never used it.

Surprisingly, Magneto didn't force her, which seemed a bit off his original intention.

The reason why he picked up Vespa from the street was because of her extraordinary talent, wasn't it?

But Eric now obeys Vespa's will, not caring that he has lost his powerful support.

Vespa thought to himself, this is probably the benefit of sharing the same bed every day, oh, yes, there is also the magic of a passionate kiss.

But after that kiss, Eric returned to his indifferent attitude again.

It was as if the man who almost bit the corner of her mouth that day was not Eric Lanshere.

Unbeknownst to Vespa, one of Eric's greatest regrets right now in his life was picking her up from the street.

——this little devil seduced him all the time, as if he had completely forgotten that he had just reached the legal age.

Early Friday morning, Eric's bachelor apartment was very warm and comfortable.

It was all because of a little girl who was afraid of the cold, and she always squeezed into his arms on the grounds that there was a problem with the heating.

Vespa woke up very early, and she was pressing her body on Eric, with her chin on her arms, leaning intimately on his chest.

Eric looked into her bright green eyes and raised his eyebrows expressionlessly, "What do you want to do?"

She blinked, "Slept with you."

Super villain Magneto: "..."

In the next second, he wanted to push Vespa away, but unexpectedly, he was hugged tightly by the little girl.

——The weak chicken Vespa can easily suppress Magneto, whose strength has already surpassed the limit of human beings?

This kind of thing will only happen when a certain villain boss wants to refuse and welcome.

Vesper's eyes met his. "Sir, let's go to Macy's. I don't want to go to class today."

After she finished speaking, she deliberately rubbed her small head against his chest, the feeling of which was unbearably soft-hearted.

Eric was a little inexplicably disappointed, but returned to normal in the next second.

What the hell was he thinking?

Eric cursed his crazy thoughts from the bottom of his heart, frowned and looked at Vespa, "I don't know when you added the bad habit of willfully absent from school."

Vespa looked at him pitifully, "I need to buy a lot of clothes, but you didn't have time for me at all last weekend."

"You didn't grow any limbs, or did you lose your ability to move?" Eric said mockingly.

Vespa looked at him dissatisfied, and quickly left him, "Hmph, never talk to me again!"

As he spoke, he was about to run out of the room without even wearing his slippers.

Eric was almost laughed at by her. This little devil has shown his true colors recently and often loses his temper when he disagrees.

But it's a pity that he is not going to let her go easily today.

Vespa had just touched the door when he heard the sound of the lock turning by itself.

Vespa turned his head to look at Eric. There is no doubt that Magneto is manipulating the door lock.

In the next second, she was grabbed by the waist by the man and fell onto the bed.

Vespa's hands were firmly held down by him, his muscles were as hard as a tree stump, Vespa almost doubted that his body was made of a piece of non-ferrous metal.

Eric's body hung over her, with a dangerous expression, "I have to be with you every day? Who do you think you are?"

Vespa struggled and twisted hard, but was easily restrained by him.

She became more and more dissatisfied, and yelled at him fiercely, "No one! I'll move back today! Just act like you've never seen me!"

"Never seen you?" Eric's voice was very soft, but the strange murderous intent was frightening.

He suddenly squeezed her jaw hard, the force made Vespa almost groan in pain.

She felt like Eric was going to kill her, her body was completely held down by him and forced to unfold.

Vespa tried to push him away, but in vain.

No matter how hard her hands struggled, she couldn't shake off his strength, and her fingers pinched Eric's right hand that was clamping her wrist.

That kind of strength couldn't have any effect on Eric, but somehow aroused his evil fire.

Eric's gaze was like that of a cold-blooded animal. He looked at the girl under him, and what flashed through his mind was that crazy dream.

In the next second, he pressed her lips hard, and the fragrance from the girl's mouth gave him an infinite desire to destroy.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and Eric felt his breathing slow, and her soft lips made his body rise up.

He stuck closer, his lips and tongue entwined with hers, almost obsessed with her breath.

The air became thicker and thicker, and Eric's hand holding her chin had already loosened, and he turned to press her hands.

He pressed her slender palms to his sides with both hands, and forcefully forced her to clasp his fingers tightly.

Vespa's panting sounds, to him, were like the wailing of wounded prey, which would not help her, but would only make the predator enjoy the violent pleasure even more.

When this overly aggressive kiss finally ended, there was even a "boo".

Vespa's swollen lips and disheveled clothes made Eric's gaze deeper.

But even at this moment, there was not much tenderness on his face. He looked at the little girl under him, "Go and wash your face, let's go to Macy's for breakfast."

Vespa: ...I'm so tired, this man always doesn't follow the rules.

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Since yesterday was Thanksgiving, at this time, Macy's Department Store in Herald Square, New York, is still carrying out various promotional activities, and the windows are filled with festive decorations, making it more pleasing to the eye.

Eric was wearing a dark gray coat, which made his tall and charming figure obvious.

At least when he was walking in the mall, many young girls couldn't help casting their eyes on him.

One afternoon passed, and even lunch was over, but Vespa still didn't seem to calm down. The little girl's bad temper gave Eric a little headache.

Eric looked at Vespa who left him and walked alone in front, unexpectedly he didn't feel angry, but found her cute and amused.

"Miss Vesper Lind," Eric followed her easily, "I thought you were here for shopping, not for walking."

Vespa glanced sideways at him and turned his head without saying a word.

Eric probably knew what the little girl was angry about. He held her wrist and whispered in her ear, "You are the little guy who can always make me angry. No one else has this talent except you."

Macy's is crowded with people, but at this moment it seems that everyone has become blurred, only this gorgeous little girl is the only clear place, she is so dazzling that it is impossible to ignore.

Vespa looked up at him, "It's you who always get angry for no reason."

Eric stared at her, and the damn thought that he should have pushed her away, but couldn't help being intimate with her, made him even more irritable.

Eric touched the top of her head, "You know why."

Vespa was a little sullen, took a deep breath and looked up at him, "I meet the legal age stipulated by New York State."

Eric Lanshere raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "I'm 34 years old."

Vespa suddenly wanted to say, what is this? My ex-boyfriends include a 3000-year-old vampire, a 3000-year-old elf king, a 1000-year-old Zhong Ershen, a [-]-year-old genetically enhanced person, etc. wait.

Vespa decided to comfort him with someone who wasn't too weird, "My ex-boyfriend is 15 years older than me."

Unfortunately, it doesn't seem to have a good effect.

With a deadpan face, Eric Lanshel squeezed out a sentence, "Ex ex-boyfriend—"

Vespa blinked innocently, "I've always liked old men."

Eric wanted to strangle her, bloody ex-boyfriend.

And - who's the old man? !He is 34 years old and in his prime, okay?

Vespa wrapped his arms carefully, "Let's go buy some shirts for you."

She looked incredibly well-behaved, as if her bad temper was just Eric's hallucination.

But Eric's expression was not very good. He was about to speak when all the TV screens in Macy's suddenly switched to cable news channels——

President Kennedy was assassinated in Dallas.

The entire department store became chaotic, and some people even cried bitterly.

And Vespa heard Eric Lanshere's voice, "They will find us after all."

Vespa looked at him subconsciously. Magneto's face was firm and cold. He held her in his arms and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear——

"Kennedy is a psychic mutant. You see, humans will not live in peace with us. This will not be the last person in the Kennedy family who died unexpectedly. This is a mass extermination operation on the mutant family."

There is no such thing as a human hunt, and the armed hunters enjoy it all the time and never care about anything else.

He held Vespa tightly in his arms, comforting the little mutant in his arms, "I won't let anyone hurt you."

Vespa put his arms around Eric's waist, "I will protect you, sir."

Eric stared down at the little girl, she was still so young, it would be great if she was just an ordinary human being.

Even if he never met her, she would grow up safely without worrying about being assassinated by a human organization that hated mutants at any time.

Eric's fingers lightly rubbed against the girl's cheek, then he lowered his head and kissed her gently.

This kiss was as gentle as if it wasn't him.

When Eric's lips left, Vespa turned his small face and gazed intently into his beautiful blue eyes.

He's handsome like a movie star, and he has a sexy and firm chin, which is obviously standard for a superhero, but he is such a super villain.

Vespa suddenly grabbed his coat collar, tiptoed and kissed him very quickly.

Then she threw herself into his arms and hugged him.

The girl was buried deep in his chest, and she changed the subject in a muffled voice, "Sir, do you still buy shirts?"

In Macy's, although many people were saddened by the news that shocked the world, there was no shortage of people who were not interested in politics and were still shopping.

And Magneto had some feelings about Kennedy's assassination just because he was a mutant, and it wasn't enough to make him feel depressed.

Shopping with his little mutant was more important than that.

Eric kissed the top of Vesper's head, "I think you can choose some for me, Miss Linde."

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In the men's clothing section, Vespa chose a few shirts that fit well for his own welfare, and even chose a size smaller on purpose.

——That's right, she just wanted to appreciate Eric Lanshere's charming waistline.

But Mr. Magneto was a bit uncooperative, and when Vespa wanted to take the opportunity to follow up with the fitting room, he quickly shut her out.

Vespa: ...This man is probably the most uncooperative target for her to attack.

She had no choice but to wait in the public area bored, and pick out a few coats for Eric by the way. Who would have thought that Lord Magneto would look so charming in a dark gray coat.

At this time, Vespa suddenly heard a small sound coming from beside him.

When she turned around, she saw a man in a wheelchair.

He has short, dark golden hair, a beautiful face, and an elegant and calm demeanor, but he looks a bit vicissitudes.

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