[X-Men + East Side Witches] Pagan

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Before going to the factory to settle accounts with the Browning family, Greta did three things in total.

The first thing, she took Pietro to have a big meal. Although the two of them ate a lot at noon, and ate French fries and snacks in the tavern in the afternoon, it was not enough. Her energy came from satiety and Sunlight, although moonlight has some effect, is not as abundant as sunlight, so she needs a lot of food.

The second thing is that she took advantage of Pietro's ability to find some materials, including lizard's claws, toad's tears, withered roses, etc., all of which were not used by this silver-haired young man on weekdays. Strange things to touch.

Then watched as Greta borrowed someone else's kitchen for a while, brewing a small bottle of dark green liquid.

"As a witch, how can you be qualified if you can't make this stuff?" Greta looked at the weird bottle of liquid and showed an even weirder smile.

The third thing is more interesting.

She asked Pietro to take her back to Xavier School.

After returning to school, she took the lead in finding the Asian girl Li Qianhuan.

"Hi, I'm Greta." The girl smiled kindly at the other party, "Can I borrow your makeup?" She said meaningfully, "I have an important occasion to attend tonight."

Li Qianhuan obviously had a good relationship with Kurt and the others, so she nodded immediately: "Are you going to find your mother?" She was even a little excited, "Will you cast a spell thousands of miles away?"

Greta smiled lightly: "Of course I will, I can...how do you say that? Oh! I can still take someone's head thousands of miles away."

The two girls laughed and laughed for a while, then Li Qianhuan went to find Qin with her schoolbag, and left all her cosmetics for the little witch who broke into their school.

When Pietro came to find the girl, he happened to see that she had changed into a black skirt.

This skirt is different from ordinary girls' skirts. It is a bit retro, with dark gold patterns on the neckline and skirt on a black base.Greta lifted the hem of the skirt to reveal the sneakers inside. She stuck out her tongue: "If it wasn't because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to run away, I really wanted to wear high heels."

Pietro shrugged: "Put it on, if you can't escape, I will be there."

The girl thought about it and nodded, "You're right." So she bent down and took off her sneakers, and put on pure black high heels with golden butterflies on them.

Pietro, who was standing not far away, was startled, and turned his head unnaturally.

"Why do you need to change clothes?" The boy looked at the girl who was standing in front of the full-length mirror and began to put on makeup with an eyebrow pencil. He was a little curious. She was already pretty, so why did she need to put on makeup on the eve of the war?

Facing the mirror, Greta stretched out her originally straight eyebrows, then drew the peaks of the eyebrows, drew the ends of the eyebrows thinner, and finally made them more natural with her fingers.Looking back a little, the person in the mirror became fierce.

"My mother is dressed like this." She said lightly, but her hands didn't stop. She drew thick eyeliner for herself and picked it up at the corner of her eyes, like a cat.

The eyelashes were already slender, but they were not enough. She used eyelash curlers and mascara to brush two layers to make the eyes more prominent. The dark red spots on the eyeballs flashed, and she hated a little more in her heart: "If you draw it like this, they You will lose to me in momentum."

After finishing speaking, she put on scarlet lipstick on herself, turned her head and smiled at Pietro: "How about it, do you look like a witch?"

Pietro looked at her and didn't speak for a long time.

It's beautiful, very beautiful, but it's also [-]% weird in its beauty.

Finally, Greta wore a necklace of rubies around her smooth neck.

Looking at the person in the mirror, she seemed to see her unreliable mother in a trance.

"Wait," she sneered, "see how the Boqiangpu family can tear you to pieces."

He also took her to run in the night, and for the first time, the two of them had a fight.

This time it was Greta who hooked his neck, nestled in his arms and chatted slowly with him.

The factory was thousands of kilometers away from their current location, but for Pietro, that was just a blink of an eye, so they kept preparing until nearly twelve o'clock before leaving Xavier School.

"Aren't you uncomfortable?" Pietro asked. "A lot of people are with me...so fast, it's going to be uncomfortable."

Standing outside the factory, the two looked at each other. Greta's face was normal, and her expression was normal, but the slight sweat on her forehead revealed the fact that she was really uncomfortable.

"I'll just take a rest," she raised her hand to wipe the sweat, "Maybe I ate too much."

The people around him flashed and appeared again in a blink of an eye. Pietro thoughtfully unscrewed the bottle cap and handed the juice over: "Drink some water and replenish your energy."

Greta took two sips and patted the other person on the shoulder: "Next time, get peach juice."

Well, the witch was also taken away by this little thief who was stealing everywhere with speed.

After getting ready, the two looked at each other and entered the factory together.

The factory is not empty. Huge machine tools are placed in it. There are three floors in total. The shape of the circle surrounds the factory, and the cranes are stored in it. It is not a good place to make an appointment.

But Greta didn't care, she lightly pointed her lips with her index finger, read a short Latin, and saw that all the lights in the factory were turned on in an instant.As the bright light fell, Pietro moved his fingers and put on a pair of earphones that had been hanging around his neck.

"No one came out to meet me?" Greta said lazily, with a smile on her face, "Isn't it too dishonest to lure me so far away from Xavier without any trap at all?"

The answer was still dead silence, but Greta didn't care, she continued: "Use a crow to cast a curse on me, and then let me use Tarot to predict your location, that's all the Browning family can do." ?" She suddenly raised her hand and turned a huge machine tool upside down, and the roar and dust flew up together, lingering in the factory.

"I'll ask again, is there no one? If not," she said slowly, "do you really think I didn't ask anything in the East Side?"

Suddenly, bang!

A man suddenly stood on the overturned machine tool.

The other party was against the light, wearing a black windbreaker, and dressed a bit like a medieval vampire.Greta looked at the other person's face carefully. It was a very square face with green eyes, which was a typical appearance of the Browning family.

"You caught my mother?" Greta asked politely.

"Gretta Bochamp, I never thought that a poisonous woman like your mother would give birth to a daughter who looks like an angel." The man said, "If it wasn't for my surname Browning, I would really like to buy you a drink." He smiled slightly, very gentlemanly, "I'm Charlie, the woman your mother killed is my aunt."

"This relationship is really chaotic." Pietro couldn't help complaining, "There is no end to killing and killing."

Greta pursed her lips, but she didn't speak.

As Pietro said, she doesn't know about these grievances, she only knows that there is no end to killing.

"So you brought me here just to buy me a drink?" Greta asked.

Pietro spoke next to him: "I don't agree with that."

"No, no, no," Charlie smiled, and he suddenly picked up a black cat from the bed, "I'm here to give you this."

With that said, he threw the cat away——

Greta's directory is about to crack.

Her mother is a pure black cat.

Pietro was very fast, almost the moment the cat left the man's finger, he had already caught the black cat and knocked Charlie down with a punch.

"What's going on, this cat..." Pietro frowned as he looked at Greta's pale face.

Greta was panting heavily, and she touched the black cat's neck with trembling hands.

Fortunately, the black cat is still warm and has a normal pulse.

"What happened to my mother—?!" Greta stood up and yelled at Charlie, "You really caught her!"

She lost her mind in an instant, and with a wave of her hand, several sharp iron rods standing in the corner of the wall flew into the sky, and slammed into Charlie who had just got up from the ground!

Charlie reacted quickly, he dodged the blow and jumped off the huge machine tool, but Greta didn't intend to let him go, she lifted the huge machine up, and fell from the sky, trying to directly hit the hateful machine in front of her. The man smashed into meat sauce!

"Wait," Pietro said, he rushed out in an instant, brought Charlie over in the blink of an eye, and threw it on the ground like a litter, he laughed and scolded him, "Just this little skill, Want to learn how to kidnap people?" Pietro looked disdainful, "Are you a disgrace to the wizarding world?"

Charlie's demeanor remained undiminished. He slowly got up from the ground and glanced at Pietro: "Interesting boy."

Greta stared at each other, holding the dying black cat in her arms.

"Is this your mother?" Pietro asked.

As soon as the words were asked, Greta was also a little dazed.

She looked down at the black cat, which was pure black without any stray hairs.

But whether it was her mother, Greta didn't know,

Charlie stepped back three meters away, staring at the beautiful boy with silver hair and silver clothes beside the girl, and said slowly: "It seems that you really mixed up with mutants."

Greta hugged the cat and asked warily, "What do you mean?"

The other party still had a smile on his face: "You can't find your mother." As he spoke, he began to whisper a spell.

At the same time, Pietro rushed forward. He hated men playing tricks on him. Seeing his indecent appearance and talking to Greta, he wanted to beat him up. So he did what he said, and he really punched Charlie over. , and then grabbed the opponent by the collar and smashed him into the wall.

Greta lost her mind for a while. She ran from the East District to Xavier School, thinking that she could find clues in the factory, but the two found nothing except the half-dead black cat in her arms.

Suddenly, in a flash, she suddenly felt that something Charlie said was wrong.

"Why do you know about mutants?!" she asked loudly, "Pete! Get out of the way, watch out for this guy!"

But everything happens in an instant.

Pietro moves quickly, but not as quickly as his eyes.

The moment Charlie looked over, there was a bang in his mind, as if something had collapsed, and all the thinking and memory collapsed at the same time, making a mess in his mind.

Greta rushed forward and hugged the boy's back, and the two of them fell to the back of the machine tool together.

Ignoring the scrape on her arm, she chanted aloud: "Wake up! Wake up!"

Charlie Shi Shiran stood on the machine tool, condescending.

"Darkness is coming, enjoy it." He spit out a sentence in Latin, and watched Greta yell in pain, covering his eyes with enjoyment.

Pietro woke up from the hypnosis, he stood up, a storm was already brewing in his dark eyes.

"Don't kill him!" Greta grabbed Pietro's hand as if she was connected with each other, blood was stained on the back of the boy's hand, "Go, go!" she said in panic, "He still has helpers!"

Although Pietro was determined to kill this man, he believed in Greta very much.

He picked up the girl and heard an explosion not far away.

"He's colluding with mutants," Greta whispered, leaning into the boy's arms, "Go!"

Charlie was locked on the wall by the steel nails released by the girl and couldn't move, but he still smiled: "Don't forget to take away... your 'mother'." He reminded maliciously.

Pietro grabbed the kitten, who was almost dead, and ran out of the factory with Greta in his arms.

In the distance, trees began to fall, explosions and flames erupted.

Greta's eyes were blood red, she looked into the distance, her face was slightly reddened by the light from the flames.

With the last bit of energy, Greta uttered a very long spell, and her potion flew into the factory like a bullet.

There was loud thunder in the sky, rolling in the clouds with a dull roar.

She summoned a thunderstorm and sent it to the other party.

"I can't see anymore, Pietro," Greta whispered.

Pietro has already accelerated to run again, but the girl's voice is too low for him to hear.

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