Marvel World New Magneto

In the academy, Ororo moved the TV to the hall, and the students in the upper and lower grades rushed in immediately, cramming on the sofa and waiting for the live broadcast.

"Professor, come here." After Katie took the middle seat on the sofa, she suddenly found that the old man was not there, and she hurriedly waved to the distance.

The professor heard it, smiled and waved to the girl but did not step forward.Usually he always likes to be with children, it makes him feel that his aging body is also infected by their vitality, but today, for some reason, he suddenly resists getting too close to young people, and he begins to feel that those young and lively children They are the great irony of their old age.

He moved the wheelchair gently, glanced at the corridor again, finally sighed, and walked slowly behind the students, keeping a little distance from them.

"Oh my God, Mr. Eric has been captured by humans!" A little boy with a blue tongue screamed, and what appeared on the TV was a close-up of Eric being tied up like a silkworm baby.The photographer who shot this scene was very clever. He showed the sadness of Eric being restrained and forced. On the one hand, there were a large number of people attending relevant departments of the government, and on the other hand, there were solitary mutants. Representative, although Ms. Mora was behind him, the camera completely ignored her, so there was a strong contrast in the picture, as if Eric singled out a group of senior civil servants.The impact of this camera language is too strong. Although they knew that Eric was unlikely to be in danger, the students were still a little panicked. Ororo also held his hands to his lips, and used them to exclaim. Press it back again.

Fortunately, a turnaround soon occurred, and the chairman of the hearing committee intervened.

In the hearing room, Senator Bill, the chairman of the hearing, watched with a headache as the reporters happily photographed Eric's innocent appearance, and asked angrily to the people next to him: "Who came up with the idea, why is it so exaggerated?"

Hearing that His Excellency the Chairman was angry, his companions hurriedly beckoned the assistant to come over.

"It's not that we have no security preparations. How can we do this in front of so many reporters? Are you trying to tell the people that they have elected a group of cowards?" His Excellency the chairman lowered his voice and said angrily. "Hurry up and untie him for me!"

"It's all untied?" The assistant grimaced and hesitated a bit.

"All!" the chairman raised his voice. "Since you want to make a remedy, let him out completely. Go!" He waved his hand impatiently and drove the assistant off.

The assistant hurriedly came down below and found those security personnel, who came over to Eric reluctantly under the order.

Eric didn't give them a chance. He used the metal in his body to form a sharp saw, and quietly cut through the sturdy straitjacket and fixed rope.As soon as the guard's attitude changed, he noticed it, broke free from all restraints, and liberated himself from the layers of imprisonment.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, I can finally be free now." Eric broke out of the cocoon, stood up amid the exclamations of the crowd, and nodded to the chairman of the hearing to thank him. "These little things don't bother you. I hope that I will be clear before this hearing is officially held. I am a representative of the mutant race, not a criminal awaiting trial, or the head of a state in exile. I am not To ask you for material assistance, I only need to get one thing back for my compatriots, and that is the fairness of being late."

Eric stood proudly in the hall and looked at the big men firmly. His voice echoed in the hall. The stunned and panicked guards behind him became a perfect background to set off him. There were flashes of white light, and the reporters recorded this scene. down.

"He said it well, we just want to be fair." In front of the TV, John clenched his fists and said.

His interjection was immediately reprimanded by his classmates.

"Shut up, don't talk." The teachers and students watched nervously.

Eric's words aroused dissatisfaction on the other side, and the Justice Department officials who were asked to testify slapped the case.

"The mutants want justice, who will give justice to the law." The official rebuked loudly: "I ask everyone here to pay attention, I not only have the criminal records of mutants over the years, but also the mutant who demands justice in front of me. The representative also openly attacked the police and disrupted the order not long ago.”

"He's right." Eric said immediately after the other party's words. "Not only have I done it before, but if there is something similar happening next time, I will still confiscate threatening weapons for my own safety."

His words immediately caused an uproar, not only the teachers and students in the college and the audience were shocked, but the reporters even forgot the rules and rushed to put the microphone in front of him. After the warning, he returned to his original position angrily.

"I ask everyone to pay attention." Eric and other noisy voices in the hall calmed down a little and continued. "I'm not here to ask for alms, I'm here to show goodwill. This kind of unilateral goodwill has been going on for far too long, and my countrymen have been trying to make you understand over the past few decades, but never got You have to understand that the mutants have worked extremely hard to contain the internal anger, and my friends have sacrificed too much when this smug person on the opposite side criticizes us with his laws."

"What evidence do you have?" the Justice Department official shouted.

Eric confronted tit-for-tat: "You can stand here intact right now is the proof. Why not open the classified files and show the record about the mutants to the public in their entirety." He pointed at the excited reporter: "The public will themselves Make the right judgment and see if what I say is true."

People from the Ministry of Security and the military couldn't sit still, and quickly got up to persuade the official.As soon as their bodies moved, a person was immediately exposed, and the children in the academy exclaimed.

"Stryker, that's Stryker." They saw a man with gray hair and a fat body sitting quietly in the military seat.

"He looks older than last time," Alison commented, and Lorna and Katie covered her mouth.

Eric is still talking on TV.

"We are willing to obey the law, provided the law protects us as it protects every ordinary person. If you continue to choose indifference, my goodwill today will become an ultimatum. When there is no way out, we do not Don't be afraid of war, if you have to use violence and malice to repay our sincerity, then on Capitol Hill, in Washington, anywhere in this country could be a battlefield. Maybe we will lose, but the mutants will not perish, The war will continue until the complete destruction of humanity."

Eric's voice spread all over the TV. His voice was neither high nor low, but every word he uttered was shocking.

If he was tied to a chair at the moment, people might find it funny, but when he broke through the layers of restraints and stood up, many people recalled the scene of him flying in the sky, and the huge, sharp-edged The piercing, whistling metal throne came.

"How dare he say that?" Ororo was so worried that he was about to break his bone, and the professor rushed to the front, looking at Eric, not knowing what he was thinking.

Not all of the young people were as worried as the teacher, John and Allison were looking at the screen, their eyes sparkling.

"The boss has spoken from my heart, he's so cool." John was full of admiration, and Allison expressed the same emotion.

As soon as they interrupted, they had already missed some scenes, and His Excellency the Chairman began to smooth things out and bring the hearing back to the main point.

Ms. Mora stood up in cooperation and distributed copies of the evidence of the persecution of mutants to the participants and reporters. The pictures and written records of the autopsy biopsies made most of the people present look ugly, and they no longer doubted. Whether the persecution is real or not, there is an understanding of mutant anger.

His Excellency the Chairman picked up the evidence and looked at it for a while, then put it down.

"General Stryker." He called out Stryker's rank. "Please tell me, are these graphic reports about you true?"

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Stryker, and when they saw his pale face hunched up, he nodded slowly.

There was an immediate uproar at the scene. The people around Stryker looked at each other a few times and quietly distanced themselves from him. The media swept the evidence they got into the camera in a timely manner and switched back and forth on the screen one by one.

Now that all viewers know what's going on, even the most daring are horrified looking at the bloody photos, horror can't be overly terrifying when it's in a movie, but when it crosses the silver screen to reality, it doesn't Even the most mentally tolerant person will find it difficult to accept a grinning smile at you.

Cursed from those present and absent, and now they forget about the transgression of the mutants and just look at the reports from hell.

His Excellency the Chairman frowned and put the photo in his hand back into the file folder. He was silent for a while and then knocked on the table to calm everyone down and said:

"The United States has never shied away from challenges, and will never fear war, and I hope that threats will not come up again. Regarding the persecution of mutants, based on the evidence received at the hearing and the approval of the parties concerned, this hearing acknowledges that the persecution does exist. ."

The chairman paused, looked at Stryker and said again: "We are not a court, and we cannot declare here what punishment for General Stryker's actions, but we confirm the situation and will report to Congress, and the court will decide how to proceed. ."

"As for the mutants..." The chairman pondered, and before he had organized the language, someone interrupted his thinking.

"Please wait a moment." A 1.3-meter-tall dwarf broke into the center of the venue from the invitee seats. Although he was short, he had a thick mustache, wore a pair of extremely thick glasses, and had a bookish look. , looks like a scholar.

It was Trask, and he finally couldn't help but jump out.

"Sir, please listen to me before you make a judgment about mutants. I am Bolivar Trask, an expert on mutants. I have a lot to tell you." He turned Turning around, he pointed at Eric and said loudly. "Mutants are by no means what they say they are, innocent victims."