[Comprehensive] sense of existence

"Keep calm, keep calm, dear friends." His tone rose strangely, which seemed very funny, but with an inexplicable sense of weirdness, "Why are you panicking, there is the famous Iron Man here, oh yes , Is that mutant here too? Look, look, how lucky I was to pick a day."

He walks unhurriedly, holding a gun in one hand in stark contrast to holding the child in the other.

Arale is sure that the clown who only cares about Batman must have deliberately ridiculed the two of Aite, his heart is sinister.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, the middle of the crowd slowly spread out to both sides, exposing a few people who were mixed in the crowd.

Arale stood alone behind the professor, with Stark, Hank the Beast, Boo... Hey, where is Bruce Wayne? !

She stared embarrassingly at Bruce Wayne who had retreated to other places as if nothing had happened, thinking that if she stole something in the future, she should also wear a mask, so that the chance of escaping would be greater.

Charles and Stark did not have their own skills at this time, but their expressions were quite calm.They are all heroes with strong hearts, and it is impossible to mess up before the start.

"It seems that you came prepared today." Stark looked relaxed, "I really don't know what Batman will think when he finds out."

Enemies in fate, rivals once in a century, prove the value of life for each other... Arale glanced at Stark silently, and understood it as something else.

Guessing that people here can’t comprehend that meaning, Arale sighed, a life that no one understands is really lonely like snow...

The clown was noncommittal, and grinned: "I didn't include you in my plan, but I didn't expect you to be so open-minded."

What is open mindedness?

Stark froze for a moment, then asked, "What do you mean?"

Except for the clown who laughed heartily, everyone cast a sympathetic look at Iron Man.

Stark frowned, looking like he wanted to ask.

The instigator rolled his eyes, hurriedly sneaked over, and whispered in his ear, "Didn't you get beaten up by a woman on a live broadcast in front of the whole country before~ These straight men all despise you! Of course, I will I don’t even care, who doesn’t have a past~”

Arale spoke very softly, like a gust of wind, and hid behind the three of them without any sense of presence. Of course, she didn't attract attention. On the contrary, except for Stark, the others even ignored their voices.

Stark finally figured out what's going on: ...

Was it just being beaten up by a woman on live broadcast? As for despising him so much? !It's as if no one has ever been beaten by a woman!

He pressed on the armrest of Charles' wheelchair dissatisfied, "It's such a small matter, aren't you making a big fuss?"

The whole place was silent.

This bold explanation made the clown's smile stop for a moment.

Then the smile returned to his face, he pointed the muzzle of the gun at his head and scratched it, his tone was unclear: "So in your eyes, that incident was just a trivial matter, and it really is a superhero who saved the world."

Stark was speechless: "What does a superhero have to do with that incident, even if it happened, I would still be alive and well."

Arale encouraged him: "That's right! Superheroes are human too, what's wrong with being beaten up by women! I just can't stand these straight men with cancer!"

With renewed confidence, Stark raised his chin and puffed out his chest.

"It's something that men will always experience!"

All the men in the audience subconsciously wanted to cover up.

The clown was also blocked by his shocking words. He, who has always been a liar with a deformed personality, smiled brightly, showing his sinister teeth.

"Haha, as expected of the famous Iron Man."

After saying this, he didn't bother to talk to the guy who wasn't even an opponent. He seemed to have lost interest in the topic he had chosen before, and turned to look at Charles, who had been silent all along.

"Oh oh oh, this is the so-called mutant leader, let me see, what a cute face." He stepped forward, almost stepped on Arale's foot, but stepped over without any reaction, without warning Put the gun to the professor's head.

Arale was frightened by his sudden approach, her legs went limp, and she quickly crawled back a few steps, realizing that at least this extremely dangerous person didn't seem to notice her at all.

She hurriedly looked at the child standing alone in the middle of the crowd, and saw that he lowered his head, unconsciously stirring his fingers, as if he didn't know that his ability would put everyone present in danger, and even deprived him of the opportunity to call the police .

Ala Lei felt the floor was a bit cold: ...

The professor said that this child can train her mental power, so how should she concentrate and use her ability to stop the child?

Arale spread her hands, turned to look at Charles who was confronting the clown, tears streaming down her face.

Ask for a tutorial!Call the beast!

Charles' life was threatened. The first one who couldn't hold back was Hank the Beast. He wanted to grab the clown's collar impulsively. The blue color was faintly visible under his skin, but Charles stopped him with one hand.

"Don't be impulsive, Hank." Charles said calmly, even believing that as long as the beast transforms, no matter whether the clown is caught or not, the thugs behind the clown will definitely shoot at the innocent people without hesitation

Although Hank who was stopped was angry, he still didn't make the next move.

"Haha, look, it's so pitiful, to protect this group of human beings, but to be treated as a different kind by them." The clown grinned, tilted his head and held a gun against the man in the wheelchair, but looked at Hank, with a seductive tone, "You can give it a try, the appearance of your beast is exposed here, they..."

The muzzle of the gun wavered and pointed around.

"How will this group of people see you?"

Hank's eyes met his, straight for a long time, and finally couldn't resist looking away.

But the clown refused to let go.

"Is it awe? Worship? Or fear, fear, even if you save them, when your appearance is exposed here and defeat the enemy, will they treat monsters like you as enemies next time? Want to defeat you..."

"For all the unknowns, human beings will treat them with curiosity and fear at the beginning." Charles interrupted his incessant incitement, and did not avoid the clown's gaze, with a gentle and forceful voice, "Friction, disagreement, it is necessary Free, but in every friction, more people will understand mutants, we yearn for peace, maintain peace, fear will become more identification, there is no difference between humans and mutants.”

Hank slowly calmed down his heart shaken by the instigation of the clown.

The clenched hands slowly loosened.

"As expected of the young master of the Xavier family." The clown narrowed his eyes and sarcastically said, "Coming to Gotham is still so moving to tears."

Charles smiled slightly, and changed the subject without a trace: "But the purpose of your surrounding here is not simply to attack us."

The clown has always had one goal.

"You want to hold off until Batman arrives? Do you think he'll come with us?"

The clown waved his hands behind his back, "You have to try to find out, besides..." His smile became more and more exaggerated, almost ferocious, "I also discovered something very interesting recently."

It's just that he didn't mention it anymore after saying this sentence.

Charles secretly distracted in this gap, trying to make some hints to Arale.

There is only one way out of this deadlock.He needs Arale's help.

only……

Where did Arale go? !

Unable to sense and distracted, Charles looked up at Stark and found that he seemed to have forgotten the existence of another mutant.He smiled wryly, and could only count on her resilience that she hadn't shown yet.

Feeling that he had talked too much with them, the clown straightened his neckline, walked back to the child with easy steps, patted his head a few times, and said with a raised tone, "Now, I'm going to fulfill my promise to you. "

Until this sentence, the child who had kept his head down didn't react, and slowly raised his head, his face was exposed to everyone's sight, a very cute face, but his dark pupils were exposed.

Seeing the lifeless and white eyes, Stark could feel the slight gasps of the people around him.

He frowned, feeling somewhat impressed with the child.

A child who was disinherited at birth by the Clays family.

The Kles couple, who have only one son, will bring him with them out of face, but every time they have a banquet, they will let the servants lead him to play in the yard. What is the name of this child.

The clown squatted down, smiling ferociously, but his tone was extremely gentle: "Tell me your wish."

"I think, let them all be like me, so that Mom and Dad won't hate me." The immature voice sounded in the hall, but the content of the words made people feel chills.

"Nanli!" There was a sudden scream from the silent crowd from the beginning to the end, and everyone saw the unbelievable expressions of a stylishly dressed man and woman.

From the moment the child appeared until now, everyone knew the position of the child in the hearts of the couple.

The woman said in embarrassment: "What are you talking about, Mom and Dad love you."

bang——

The bullet hit her feet.

She abruptly blocked all her next hypocritical words.

"Turn their eyes black, let me think about it..." Without looking at the two people with pale faces, the clown seemed to be thinking about the feasibility of the matter very seriously.

Bruce has been observing in the crowd, his eyes are stern, he stares at the child who chooses to lower his head and play with his fingers again without knowing what to do, his heart is complicated.

He needs to show up.

The clown is not doing the kid a favor at all.

He wanted to push him into the abyss.

He was forcing himself to show up.

Now I need to find a chance to leave...

Just as I thought of this, I suddenly heard a dull impact, and the child who bowed his head fainted suddenly.

The shield disappears instantly.

While disappearing, Charles immediately controlled all the gunmen.

Stark also got in touch with Jarvis.

In this sudden situation, people who didn't understand what happened suddenly noticed a woman holding a flower pot standing behind the fainted child.

And her head was covered with a tablecloth that was pulled off from nowhere.The tablecloth hangs down long, only revealing a pair of small feet and the hem of the skirt, just like A Piao, the children's favorite costume for Halloween.

Seeing that she made such a loud noise, the woman was startled, and quickly put down the flower pot, trying to pretend nothing happened, and then looked out from the two holes she made. I found that everyone was looking at me.

Arale: ...

Stark twitched his mouth: "You are..."

"Improve your mental strength." She pointed her fingers between her eyebrows and said silently, "You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me..."

professor:……

Crowd: ...

Stark: "Don't hide it, everyone can see you."