marvel angel

"Wolverine" Darkholm's expression immediately became serious when he heard this word.Regardless of whether Lorna had seen enough, she suddenly transformed back into her original form, faster than any previous transformation.

"You mean" she asked Angela, "Logan Howlett, you met him"

"Of course," Angela replied, "Lorna calls him uncle, and he likes Lorna."

"Tch~" Duckholm curled his lips and said, "How shameless. He is obviously the oldest one. It sounds like he is doing pretty well."

"Judging from his motorcycle," Angela said as she recalled, "he lives a very simple life. However, he seems to have low requirements for life and is enjoying himself. Raven, you seem to I care about him very much."

"Put away your gossipy eyes." Duckholm slapped Angela on the forehead, then sat back on the sofa easily as usual, and continued, "Logan is the only fellow mutant I failed to rescue, and later Charles The stories you told me about him, and his disappearance almost made me sad. Thank you for letting me know that he is safe and sound."

"The rescue failed." Lorna also sat over and asked Duckholm, "Is it the time in 73 when my evil dad attacked the White House? Uncle Logan told me that he woke up again after falling into the river. Come on, we’re at the US military’s experimental base.”

"Oh, that's right." Darkholm sighed, with a look of regret in his eyes, "I was pretending to be Trask's subordinate William Stryker, and I was about to rescue Logan. But at the critical moment , but a mutant with the same self-healing ability as Logan broke in and disrupted the situation. In the chaos, the real Stryker arrived with his army, and I could only escape to save my life."

"The same self-healing ability." Lorna asked like a child listening to an adult tell a story, "Could it be Uncle Logan's brother, the saber-toothed tiger Victor Creed?"

"That's him," Darkholm said bitterly, smashing the armrest of the sofa. "I ran away with him and found out that he was also here to save Logan. There was a misunderstanding between the two of us. Damn Hellfire Club. They seem to be naturally at odds with the X-Men. More than once, our mission objectives are obviously the same, but we always ruin each other's plans by mistake."

"Why do I feel," Lorna scratched her Tianling Gai and asked puzzledly, "the relationship between your two mutant organizations seems not to be tit-for-tat, but more like love and murder."

"You are a little girl who has never experienced a war, what do you know?" Duckholm pinched Lorna's erect nose teasingly, "The Hellfire Club uses shock therapy on itself, hiding its capabilities and biding its time, and has not accumulated enough strength to a certain level. Don't rashly start a large-scale conflict with us. Although they don't make big news, they have never stopped making small moves in the dark, just like the two times they sent people to attack you and Angela. By the way, Angela, why did they After they failed to assassinate you and left New York, they exposed their identity in front of you. According to their usual practice, they should get rid of you as soon as possible."

"I don't know." Angela floated Lorna to the side, and sat between her and Darkholm. "Maybe they found out that Logan was secretly protecting me. Right, Raven, what happened to you just now?" Mentioned that Professor X told you the story of Wolverine. So do you also know about the future being reversed?"

"Of course." Darkholm raised his charming face, his tone full of pride, "To be precise, the future was actually changed by me. I was in front of the White House, put down my pistol, and also put down the mutants and ordinary people. The hatred between people, and Wolverine is just a messenger who brings information about the future. Afterwards, under my questioning, Charles still told me something about the future, a future where ordinary people and mutants are still hostile to each other. In that future, Logan is indeed the greatest warrior among the X-Men. This is why I still miss him a little after he escaped from the Akali Lake base. It can be regarded as a sympathy between soldiers."

"It's not easy," Angela said, shaking Darkholm's sleeves. "The topic finally turned back. Let's talk about the Lake Akali base. Raven, how did you find me? Where did I come from? What did the Phoenix girl who came do to me?"

"Okay, let go." Darkholm's arm was shaken more and more by Angela, so she had to go straight to the point and said, "I don't know anything better than Logan. Dorado only found him after he was released." We are also trapped. She told us that she discovered you in a laboratory, and for some reason your physique is different from that of ordinary people. Her power will not disappear over time in your body. It’s really unexpected, 25 Years later, you have grown so much."

"There's more, there's more." Angela acted more like a child than Lorna just now, "Logan said that Qin seemed to have some premonitions and plans, and it was Qin who arranged for him to find me. She also had Say something else?"

"Nothing else," Darkholm said, shaking his head like an impatient parent, "That might be the secret between Qin and Logan. Qin has always been very mysterious, and I have long been unable to figure out her plans. . Just like this time, I never thought whether meeting you in the detention center because of Clarice was also arranged by Qin. Anyway, it has already happened. Instead of trying to figure out other people's thoughts, it is better to take care of your own."

"Then, no matter what she thinks," Angela said reluctantly, "can you remember other details?"

"Details," Darkholm said, holding his forehead, "Okay, let me think about it again. Qin rescued you in a hurry and didn't even pay attention to what the documents in the laboratory said; we have to fly to the hospital in a hurry. During the decisive battle between Egypt and Apocalypse, they had no choice but to place you in an ordinary family's home midway; X College did not have the conditions to take care of babies, so it could only entrust the CIA to send you to an orphanage, and that was all. Until you were the first in the detention center It was the first time you released telepathy on me, and that familiar feeling reminded me that you were the little girl I made cry."

"You made me cry" Angela was stunned, "What did you do to me?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Darkholm waved his hands and said with a smile, "It's just that you are too cute. You are smiling when you see any of us, even when you see the strange blue color of Beast Hank and Nightcrawler Kurt. You were not afraid of your appearance. I was a little dissatisfied and turned into all kinds of scary looks to scare you, but you still smiled so brightly. In the end, you succeeded in irritating me, and I slapped, pinched, and pinched you. I finally made you cry. Wahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaer

Angela pushed Darkholm down hard and sat on top of her to vent her anger.

"You're human, you," Angela shouted while pounding her fists.She finally knew where the fear of Darkholm in her heart came from. It turned out to be the shadow cast by her infancy.

For the first time, Darkholm did not resist and allowed Angela to "ravage" her.Angela knew that this was Darkholm admitting his mistake in his own way.

Seeing Darkholm's affectionate eyes and smile, Angela finally forgave her.She could feel with telepathy that when Darkholm recalled that past event, the emotion in his heart was true maternal love. In that short play, Darkholm really gave birth to a feeling of treating Angela as a child. Although the mother's way of expressing her love was extremely wrong, her daughter's affection had not faded at all when they reunited many years later.

"Riven," Angela stopped what she was doing, lay next to Darkholm's ear, and whispered, "Welcome to our home, but please remember, I will never be afraid of you again."

In the evening, Angela called Fang, Jones and Walker to the store, planning to have a girls' night.

"To celebrate our successful jailbreak," Angela turned on the TV, "Let's watch the jailbreak together. Lorna has been talking about it for a long time."

"Are you sure?" Walker looked at his watch, "Today is the broadcast of the first and second episodes of Season [-]. It will be very late by the time it is finished."

"It's okay." Angela brought over a bottle of red wine, "You can sleep here tonight."

"What?" Jones glanced at the others and asked, "Your bed is so small, how crowded is it? I understand what you want."

"Don't talk nonsense." Angela hit Jones on the head with a wine glass, "Have you forgotten my ability? I can attach the power to the bed and let people sleep in the air. It feels like sleeping in a clinical setting for treatment. The suspended bed of a burn patient is floating in the air”

"Really?" Fang asked Angela expectantly, "Then if I get tired of living in the dormitory of SHIELD Academy, can I stay at your house occasionally?"

"Of course" Angela agreed with a smile, "You are welcome to come over at any time, Clarisse. It is best to bring Lorna to school the next day. You two can use your portal and be day students." Angie Pulling away Fang's little hand reaching for the wine bottle, "What are you doing?"

"Uh" Fang raised his head and blinked at Angela with his clear peach blossom eyes.

"No," Angela said in a commanding tone, "You and Lorna are both under 21 years old and cannot drink. When you drank while talking to me on the phone last night, I did it for the sake of you finally being released from prison. It was worth it." Celebrating, I didn’t say much.”

"I" Fang retorted angrily, "I have been arrested for three years and imprisoned for another three months. I should at least drink for three days to celebrate."

"No" Angela shook her head firmly, "Children are not allowed to drink here."

"Woo" Fang pretended to wipe his eyes, wiping away the non-existent tears.

"But, Clarice," Angela touched Fang's head again, "I have my own way of celebrating you, come upstairs with me."

Fang immediately stopped "crying", jumped out of the chair curiously, walked around the bar, and followed Angela to the master bedroom on the second floor.

"Here, give it to you." Angela took out a medium-sized box from the bookshelf and handed it to Fang's hand.

"This is" Fang looked at the wolf head-shaped badge on the cover of the box and said in surprise, "Wizards, they made The Witcher into a computer game."

"Yes," Angela said, pointing to a long handwriting on the cover of the box, "and this one also has the autograph of Andres Pakworski. It was from that game company not long ago. An employee gave it to me when he came to my store. It is a global limited edition. He also told me that they will definitely put Ciri into the game in the future, and they will also allow players to freely choose whether Ciri will become a queen or a hunter in the future. Demons are all chosen by the players themselves.”

"Wow" Fang didn't wait for Angela to finish, and hugged her directly, "My guiding angel, why didn't you tell me earlier that you had this baby? Then I wouldn't have been struggling with depression in the detention center. Yes, just ran out and played with it."

"Just talk nonsense." Angela smiled and ruffled Fang's hair, "Clarice, I gave you such a great gift, do you want to thank me properly?"

"Of course, of course." Fang raised his head in Angela's arms and glanced at the bed next to him, "You can do whatever you want to me, John won't know."

"Go to hell" Angela pushed Fang away and shouted frantically, "How come you've only been out for two days and you've already learned bad things?"

"Did you misunderstand something?" Fang held the DVD box of the game and twisted his body coquettishly, "Have you forgotten that in the story, Shirley was originally a bad girl?"

"Ah ah ah." Angela held her breath, finally holding it back and no longer messing around with Fang, "Clarice, I have something serious to ask you. You mentioned it inadvertently before in the detention center because I never use mind control, that’s why telepathy is so warm. Do you remember?”

"Of course," Fang said with a smile, "from then on, I have [-]% trust in you."

"Why?" Angela asked, "What do you mean by that sentence?"

"Hee~" Fang looked directly into Angela's eyes and slowly approached her, "Did you know that there is a kind of telepath who never controls other people's minds and forces others to obey passively. Instead, they rely on their own charm or full of enthusiasm. Bright beliefs attract others to actively follow them. While leading others, they do not deprive others of their free will at all. That kind of warmth is like the sun, allowing all things to grow prosperously in its direction."

"Yeah, really?"

"Of course, according to the ancient records in my family, the last such person appeared 600 years ago, and the French called her the Maiden of Orleans."