Metamorphosis Marvel Genius

Chapter 88 Killian and Anna (Please collect and recommend)
There was a fire burning on the closet, and Killian stood beside him, turning his head to look at the little short leg.

He felt the short legs glaring at him with their nostrils.

If Anna knew how Killian felt, she would say that she was, and she hated Killian from the bottom of her heart.

Killian didn't know what Little Short Legs was thinking, but when he saw her, he thought of someone holding a goblet.

Tony Stark.

For seven years, he tossed and turned to miss the big man.

This defiant guy.

He still remembers Stark's eyes at the Berne New Year's Eve party.

I remember it very clearly, just like it is engraved in the bone.

Every time he thinks about it, anger rises in his chest.

This guy actually regarded himself as Nothing.

On the rooftop that day, he made an oath that he would step on Stark on the soles of his feet, press him to the ground, and rub against him for the rest of his life.

These seven years of struggle are for such a day.

He wants to tell Stark, tell Stark how it feels to blow cold wind on the roof, and then declare loudly to Stark, I am the one who was treated like shit by you.

Anna Hansen, no, it should be called Anna Stark at this time.

Killian turned his head and stared at Anna, the short legs holding the bottle.

This guy really deserves to be the heir to Stark, the inheritor of 23 chromosomes.

Just that look, the look in his own eyes, is exactly the same as Stark, as if carved out of the same mold.

Once he had doubts, why the little short leg hated him as soon as he met him, and regarded him as an enemy.

He felt that he had done a good job, and for a while, he also tried to treat the little short leg like his own daughter.

Until Maya tells the truth.

Anna turned out to be Stark's daughter.

He suddenly understood the reason why the short legs hated him - genetic inheritance.

"Uncle Killian, why are you holding a baseball bat?"

Anna held the bottle and asked.

Killian swung his baseball bat and clenched it tighter.

Right now, he wanted to hold the baseball bat tightly with both hands, lift it up, and hit the glutinous rice balls high, and smash the stick down.

One stick is not enough, two sticks, two sticks are not enough, bang bang bang is just a stick hammer.

Hammer until she bleeds, hammer until she is deformed, beat her to pieces.

Hate this little short leg.

Anna held the bottle in her chubby hands and took a sip.

She didn't have so much inner drama like Killian.

There were no complicated emotions, Anna was extremely simple and looked down on Killian.

She felt that it was flattering him to compare him with Quasimodo.

Hugo's slander against Quasimodo was merciless.

"God gave him all ugliness".

Geometrically distorted face, square nose, heaven and earth, doing the most menial work.

He has never been paid attention to, and he is rarely regarded as a human being.

Looks like he's the little guy.

Looking at Killian now, he is well-dressed, his feet are no longer lame, his teeth are not yellow, and he has been corrected with braces. He looks like a social elite, much cleaner than the belfry of Notre Dame de Paris.

But if more than eyes.

Quasimodo's eyes were pure.

And in Killian's eyes, Anna could feel the filthy mixture of sludge, sulfur and magma.

It's like holding a breath and wanting to shout to someone, don't bully the young and poor, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi.

Well, in essence, it is exactly the same as the wraith crawling out of hell, dragging sulfur magma to declare its sovereignty to the world.

Anna felt that, if explained in psychology, it was arrogance caused by low self-esteem, extremes caused by pride, paranoia caused by extremes, and finally anti-social.

Simply put, it is a borderline social personality.

There is no cure.

No one wanted to save him.

Pep avoided him three thousand miles away, Maya didn't want to be with him, and even Garcia whispered in Anna's ear that Dr. Killian was not upright enough.

They are purely sensory distance.

Anna, she thinks feeling is a synthesis of rationality, a summary of life experience.

Just like machine learning, the reason is unclear, but it is easy to use.

So Anna believes in feelings, and she also feels frustrated by Killian.

But Anna is a pacifist, and she still holds the idea of ​​sitting down with him and talking about adults.

In the banquet hall, behind the plywood, in the interlayer of the wall, above the ceiling, and below the floor, four 304 stainless steel rails were laid, adding up to sixteen rails. On the rails, the laser emitter moved with the movement of Killian and others.

As long as Anna flicks a finger, the laser emitter will shoot out sixteen beams, instantly generating a high temperature of 6000 degrees, and the beams will sweep across, cutting off wherever they sweep.

Maya came out of the room, took out the USB flash drive, and handed it to Killian.

At this time, the door of the house suddenly opened, and the downpour of rain poured in along the door frame, and a woman broke into the house.

"Maya, Dr. Killian has"

Garcia.

"What?!" Maya asked.

Garcia looked at the burly man in the room, then saw Killian standing up in the center of the banquet hall, and felt that he had come at an inopportune time.

She came back urgently after realizing that there was a problem with the AIM-related accounts.

He took out his cell phone and tried to call Jeffrey - there was no signal.

She finally understood the reason why Maya couldn't get through the phone.

Signals are blocked inside the castle.

"Phone." Garcia whispered with his lips.

Tu Qiong saw that the first thing that couldn't stand it was the bearded and bald head. He took a few steps and walked in front of Garcia. Regardless of Garcia's struggle, he picked her up by the waist, dragged her to the sofa, and then turned to face Garcia. Ryan said.

"You are actually afraid of two orphans and widows."

Several other people also started their hands one after another. Two left and one right went up to grab Maya, and one came up to grab the short-legged overalls.

Sure enough, the bearded and bald head had a higher status than Killian.

Within moments, Garcia and Maya were tied together with stinky socks stuffed into their mouths.

Anna was thrown on the couch without being tied up or watching, and the bottle was returned to her.

Anna was also helpless, she hugged the bottle with both hands, and waved at the eager metal spider.

She still doesn't know what the Ten Commandments Gang's plans are.

Listening to the bearded and bald head reprimanding Killian and the others, the general order was for Killian to blow up the White House.

I also heard about the deployment of Jericho missiles, Extremis virus human bombs, and a lot of blah blah blah.

Wow. The bombing of the White House, Anna felt that she should not care about this matter. She has long hated President Brown.

This time happened to be when the U.S. military and Afghanistan were fighting in full swing. It seemed that the Taliban had a beard and a bald head. Maybe the Taliban was under the control of the Mandarin.

Anna decided to stand still, anyway, the laser resonance network launched at the speed of light.

And Anna felt that she could solve five people in 10 minutes.

Metal spider, Anna Resentment, ten seconds?

Anna looked up at the metal spider, and the metal spider nodded.

A heart-pounding little expert, who specializes in hunting down Omega-level mutants.

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