Marvel World New Magneto

"Mr. Eric, what a coincidence."

As soon as he took the students out of the door, Eddie, Peter's colleague and reporter of the Bugle Daily, rushed over to say hello.

The doorman, Ben Parker, had told his employer before that Eddie specially paid him to send him news after Eric returned. The loyal doorman flatly refused, but the down-and-out reporter who wanted exclusive news was not reconciled to failure. , he often stays nearby, and now he finally sees the results.

"Come on." Eric beckoned to Eddie, he needed such a person after his relationship with Mora broke down.

Hearing his call, Eddie was overjoyed and got into the car. He had thought hard and found a lot of excuses, but now he didn't need them all. He couldn't help being grateful for Eric.

"Tell Eddie what we're going to do," Eric said to the students.

"Rescue the kidnapped compatriots!" The young people answered in unison, and they agreed to unify their voices with the outside world.

Eddie quickly wrote it down. He interviewed everyone one by one. For the sake of the instructor, everyone basically said something irrelevant to the overall situation, except for one girl, which was Christina.

Recently, this luminous girl was completely isolated. After being released from the base by Eric, she took the initiative to ask her guilty father to return to the academy. She did not hide the mistakes she made from others. To everyone's ire, a few times Alison and Mary tried to take her into a corner of the house to clean up, and it was John who saved her.

But even though he was rescued, John didn't give her a good face, he just performed his duties.

Now Christina has calmly accepted the reality. After this short but intense torture, her baby-fat little face has been thinned, and she has become a beautiful and silent big girl.Through the matter of her mentor, she saw that the identity of a mutant is difficult for ordinary people, and the official is not trustworthy.Her father offended too many people by following Stryker. For the sake of her family, she must follow her mentor closely.

Whatever Eric asked her to do, she would not hesitate, perhaps even more than John.

So when peers ignore her.Christina just checked the equipment calmly.Recall the experience in the past courses and the orders of the instructor, and then let your brain empty, and gradually sink into the ethereal.

Eric seemed to have noticed something, and looked over intentionally or unconsciously, but he didn't say anything.

Harlem is not far from Morningside Heights, and walking north on 123rd Street past Central Park is a short walk away.

People who have never been to New York may find it hard to believe that there is such a large slum in a city with such high land prices.

It has long been the center of African-American culture and commerce.It is also synonymous with crime and poverty.To say it is notorious is an understatement.The houses here are very old and in disrepair.The kitchen is shared by several tenants, and it is in a mess. Small mice often come and go in groups. Outside the kitchen window is a crumbling fire escape, and thieves are more willing to pass through their bodies than firefighters.

East Harlem is the most chaotic part of the area, and sitting in a bus across the street saw two shootouts just 10 minutes away.

Some bad guys try to cash in on an unfamiliar car.Eric dismissed them as the car ran over.Eddie looked back in fear, but didn't write it down in the interview book, which made people more satisfied.

When they arrived at the appointed place, the Manhattan District Attorney, the New York City Police and the FBI were already waiting there. After a brief negotiation, an informant got into their car to lead the way.

This is an African-American man in his 40s, with short, curly hair that clings to his scalp, his fat black face is greasy, and his whole body seems to have been soaked in formalin, exuding an unpleasant sour smell.

"If I were you, I would lower my head." The man said while squatting beside the chair with difficulty.

The students looked at him in surprise, but soon realized that his words were not without reason.

Some black children, big and small, rushed out from the side of the street, throwing stones and garbage at the police cars clearing the way from time to time.

"Are they spontaneous?" Eric asked casually, and he couldn't see the meaning of coping from the actions of those children. They looked angry and excited, and everyone was working hard.

"Of course." The man nodded triumphantly. "Aaron and Alexis are our own people. If they are still in charge, you will be attacked more."

He's talking about the two mutants from Harlem Boys.

Alex Dante can transform for a short time like a character in the comics, and the power of Gratt Cesol makes him very good at saving his life. The two partnered with each other and saved the two blocks of East Harlem, but The ruthless characters who came from outside recently took advantage of their weaknesses.

"What can I say, after all, they are not the kind of people who are particularly good at fighting. Alexis can still play around with a gun, but Glatter can only give ideas. Now they are all bad, and the people on the street suffer I've exhausted that guy's exploitation, so it's best for you to catch that guy as soon as possible." The man said, his fat face was quite sincere.

"That's why you're an informant?" Eddie asked casually, groping from behind.

"No." The man grinned widely. "I just like money."

His yellow teeth seemed to emit poison, and almost everyone turned their heads.

Eric didn't turn his head. He had seen even the most despicable person. Then he questioned that person in detail, and didn't stop until all the information he knew and the information handed over to the police were verified.

Now he starts posting tasks.

"We don't intervene in the work of the police, unless someone other than the target actively attacks us." Eric said, and glanced at Mary. "The only exception is Mary. If someone is injured, Mary can heal and Christina provides energy."

John hesitated.

"Speaking of John, I don't want you to follow blindly." Eric called his name, so John asked his doubts on behalf of his companions.

"Boss, since Mary is allowed to help, wouldn't it be better if we go straight down?" His friends nodded one after another. After staying in the academy for a while, the young man felt that his body was about to rust.

But Eric didn't compromise.

"It's two different things, it means we lose our position," he cautioned. "We're protectors, we're here to save the lost, not the attackers. Helping the wounded is kind enough, no need to show your strength. Whether the police are happy or not, we don't have to please them. You have to remember .It's mostly normal people here."

The young people heard what he meant, and looked at the reporter one after another. Eddie quickly raised his hand: "We are on one side."

"Let's get ready." Eric ordered, and the students took their positions.

Soon gunshots rang out outside the car, and people were often injured from a distance.Mary ran over happily.In the continuous thanksgiving, he helped the Daogui ghost heal the trauma.At this moment, Eric felt a familiar magnetic field suddenly appear in his range of perception. He looked in the direction, and Pietro gave him an army salute with a smile.

At this time, the gunfire became louder, and the new leader began to hysterically order his men to rush out, but his men were obviously not very cooperative. Eric felt two magnetic fields that were different from ordinary people quietly coming from the nearby complex alleys. slipped out.

Under his suggestion.Pietro followed.

When we meet again.It is already night.

Seeing the palm prints on the faces of the two black compatriots, Eric was somewhat surprised.

"I thought you didn't like this way of connecting feelings?" Eric chuckled, remembering what happened last time in Osborn.

Pietro was a little embarrassed: "He was struggling and I accidentally hit him twice."

"How did it work?" Eric asked with a smile.

Pietro spread his hands and made an innocent expression: "The result is what it is now."

Listening to what they were saying, one of them suddenly burst into tears: "My father never hit me here..."

It seems that Pietro's slap left a deep impression on them.

Eric smiled happily, predicting that the conversation would go well.

The result of the negotiation was not what he expected, and the two compatriots simply agreed to obey the deployment in the future.Pietro is their direct superior, and in return.Eric promised to clear the police for them, and it seemed Chief Stacey didn't care about the corner of Harlem.

Coming out of Harlem, the sky is already dark, and the colorful street lamps are flickering, illuminating the high-rise buildings on the roadside like steep mountains, and various goods are displayed in the bright shop windows on the street, like luxury goods. Silently attracting guests like the famous Crystal Palace.

Eric strolled in front, and Pietro thoughtfully behind.

"Boss?" He finally couldn't help calling out when he was approaching the office.

"What?" Eric didn't stop.

The silver-haired young man was a little annoyed: "My life has been changed by you."

"Regret?" Eric smiled.

"I don't know." Pietro answered truthfully.

In another time and space, he once joined the Brotherhood with his sister, sometimes worked for another Magneto, and sometimes helped the X-Men against it, but finally chose to leave.

They still prefer a peaceful life, but in Eric's world, maybe they will enter another life.

When he was about to enter the door, Pietro suddenly remembered something.

"Boss, you already have Qin and Ororo, don't provoke my sister anymore."

He said solemnly, Eric smiled and agreed.

"You promise?" The younger brother, who was eager to protect, was a little skeptical.

Eric raised his eyebrows, and happened to sense that several familiar magnetic fields were approaching, so he raised his voice.

"Miss Wanda is very beautiful, but I already have someone else in my heart, so don't think too much, Pietro."

"Oh." The silver-haired younger brother responded in a daze, and then saw his sister who was blushing.

From Wanda and the girls who came back from shopping together next to her, it sounded like Pietro was actively selling Eric his unmarried sister.

And Eric also refused, which made Wanda hardly know how she felt.

She gave her brother a hard look, and ran into the building under Pietro's inexplicable gaze.

"Wait for me." Pietro chased after him without knowing why.

Seeing his embarrassment, Eric was very happy. (to be continued~^~)