Marvel World New Magneto

After completing the task, Gemma Simmons returned to the local branch, and it took another hour for Fitz to rush back from the outside.

At this time, all the power that Eric bestowed on him has disappeared, but the feeling of being a superhero is so wonderful that until now the rookie agent still has not been able to struggle out of the excitement. He danced and explained to his friends what happened after they left. Didn't pay attention to what Simmons was busy in the laboratory.

"You know Gemma, that feeling is really great. I never thought I could fly into the sky, just like Spiderman and Iron Man. Now I understand why superheroes run in the sky every day. Then Such a condescending look down is too shocking, almost as magical as God." Following behind Simmons, Fitz said cheerfully, he didn't know that there were several lipstick marks on his cheeks in different shades, and Gemma didn't need to If you look carefully, you can see what he encountered.

"Those two beauties must be happy to deal with you, Mr. Fitz?" Simmons stared at the test tube in his hand, half sarcastic and half joking. "Did they ask you for your phone number?"

"Yes!" Fitz nodded without hesitation. He is an inexperienced young man who usually concentrates on studying technology, so he can be forgiven for being a bit slow occasionally.

Besides, he had extenuating circumstances.

"Jane is a university teacher who specializes in astrophysics. She has invented many instruments used to measure space rays. This time, she came out to work as a photographer because she didn't have enough money. We exchanged a lot of ideas on mechanical design. She also Invited me to go on an expedition in New Mexico, but unfortunately I had an assignment and had to decline. Another girl, Daisy, was a student of hers and majored in social science in college. She wanted to earn a few credits with Jane, but she almost died I lost it, and her new ipad... She is so obsessive. I promised to download the song MV for her before I escaped. By the way, where is Eric?"

After nagging for a long time, the excited rookie realized that the most important target was missing.

"He went out and walked around alone." Simmons replied casually, and at the same time ordered the stronger boy to carry a petri dish.

"You let him out just like that?" holding the experimental equipment.Fitz was dumbfounded.

"What can I do. Put him in a cell?" Simmons asked back, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Don't forget, he is the veteran of S.H.I.E.L.D., a superhero who saved America. Director Fury didn't dare to make excessive demands. How could I stop him?"

The rhetorical question was so forceful that Fitz was left speechless.

After a while, he found several test tubes in Simmons' hand.

"What is this?" he asked.

"Mr. Eric's blood," Gemma replied.She wasn't interested in Fitz's experience.But when it comes to this, I am elated. "He was in a dormant state when he suddenly appeared at the Energy Research Institute. The bureau once wanted to draw some blood for research work, but there was a strange energy on his body that formed a protective layer. The people at the Medical Research Institute couldn't do anything about him If it can be successful, I asked Mr. Eric for help after I came back today, and he readily agreed, and I am doing preliminary research now."

"Shouldn't this kind of thing be handed over to the Bureau?" Fitz murmured.

"It's already handed in, it's my private possession." Gemma blinked playfully.

"This is not good..." The boy hesitated.

"Fitz. If we don't, we won't have a chance. The higher ups only want super soldiers, but think about it. Besides being the most powerful superpower ever, he has many peculiarities. For example, two He went missing once but came back safely both times, 70 years have passed without aging at all, even more miraculous than Captain Rogers, if we can find some gains from his genes, we will definitely benefit all mankind." Gemma emphasized her tone , raised his thick eyebrows and looked at Fitz and said.

Then she clapped her hands, as if suddenly remembering something, took out another needle to draw blood for this colleague, and she also wanted to study the physical condition of the new hero, Mr. Fitz, as a comparison.

The two rookies worked side by side, and Eric's blood glowed faintly in the transparent glass tube in the wavelength band invisible to the naked eye.

At this time, Eric was walking on the street.His strength has long been one with his body, so he is not at all worried that his blood will be used by S.H.I.E.L.D. for special purposes. Even the high-frequency rays used in the laboratory can easily break through the extracellular defenses, and a weaker one will not work. If it is stronger, the blood will evaporate. This is just to deal with their curiosity casually, lest some people always follow behind secretly thinking about it.

Uptown Manhattan at night is brightly lit, with a constant flow of vehicles, but to the south it looks darker, and the traffic is more congested. This is a chaotic place in a bustling area, and countless crimes are born in the dark every day, especially after 116. After the street, the law and order is particularly bad near the black community.

Just like at this moment, a group of people from a distance scuffled and chased from the alley, passed Eric and squeezed into another alley.

Among them, the man in the blue horizontal stripe T-shirt who was being chased, Eric felt a little familiar, so he followed behind and walked slowly into the depths of the alley.

"Damn Flint, you're finally out of prison, now tell me, where is our money?" A short-haired man pointed a gun at the blue barred man and yelled violently.

"The money was confiscated by the police, you know." Flint, who was surrounded, replied calmly.

"Of course, I saw it. But I don't understand why you stopped at that time, I already started the car, why the hell didn't you get in the car! Why didn't you get in the car!" The short hair roared, while repeatedly using the handle It fell down and beat Flint, who was being held down by his men, to his face covered in blood.

"That's God's will. When you threw the stolen money bag over, my gun went off, and the bullet almost hit the old man who was robbed by us. I thought he was dead, but the bullet stopped in mid-air Stop, that must be God's will, I can't disobey." Flint didn't dare to resist but just defended himself in front of the pistol, although his words sounded very unconvincing, but his expression was very sincere.

The short hair was immediately laughed out of anger by the ex-friend.

"God saved the old man, so you just stayed and let the police take him away, and then sat in prison for a year?" He shook his head, pointing the pistol at Flint's forehead again, and the burly man in the blue striped T-shirt felt It was not good, so he struggled desperately, and the black youths on both sides barely held him down, making him half kneel on the ground.

"I don't care what your reasons are, I just want money. Since you have no money, let God save you, Flint!" After finishing his cold words, the short hair pulled the trigger.

There was a flash of fire in the dark, and the bullet flew out of the gun, and as Flint tried to dodge, he shot towards his forehead.

Eric smiled in the distance, and he finally remembered who this person was - when rescuing the old doorman Ben Parker, one of the carjacking robbers was Flint, and the mastermind was the short-haired man who shot .

I didn't expect to see them again after so long, since I met them, I had to intervene.

An invisible force surged up, supporting the deadly weapon flying in the air.

At the same time, the strong Flint broke out with his last strength, finally broke free from the control of others, turned around and ran desperately to the other side of the alley.

He ran so fast that he didn't even have time to look back to see where the bullet landed. He just wanted to run for his life, and his figure quickly disappeared into the dark alley.

I hope this time he won't encounter bad luck again, falling into a molecular smasher in a research institute and being accidentally transformed into a sandman.

Eric strolled and came to the short-haired man holding a pistol. At this moment, the ruthless criminal was stiff, his eyes were rolling around, and he kept the original shooting posture, but his arm could not move an inch. The men who could be immobilized like him looked at each other in blank dismay.

It wasn't until Eric walked in front of them that these people were terrified to find out that there was someone else.

"Being away for so long, many things are different, maybe you can help." Eric looked at the short-haired criminal with a smile, his eyes were deep, like a bottomless black hole, absorbing all his energy.

Soon, the short-haired man trembled and rolled his eyes, and then the saliva flowed down uncontrollably, covering the front of his shirt.

After forcibly searching the memory of the other party's brain, Eric withdrew his eyes and closed his eyes to think for a moment, and clapped his hands to make the other accomplices stand up.

"Go back to your home now, have a good sleep, forget what happened today, and support yourself in the future." He ordered casually, and several young black men turned and walked out of the alley with dull eyes.

When they came to the street and were blown by the cold wind, they regained their sanity as if waking up from a dream, and then they broke up and left without a word of conversation.

Eric didn't stay any longer, his figure flickered and disappeared into the alley, and when he reappeared, he was already at the top of the office building he built.

Here a red-haired queen awaits his return.

There are no applause and flowers, only deep gazes.

Under the bright moonlight, Qin looked at him quietly, just like those nights we spent together, as if he just left for a moment.

"You're late." Phoenix Girl said, her slightly hoarse voice echoed softly in the lobby on the top floor.

"There was an accident, but I assure you that no matter how tortuous and confusing the road ahead, I will find the end in circles, and now I have done it." Eric smiled, walked towards Jean Gray, and stretched out his arms to her. arms out.

The faint fragrance floated, and the next moment Qin threw herself into his arms like a beautiful female leopard.

"I'm back, Jean." Eric said softly, stroking the long coral-red hair. (to be continued~^~)