marvel angel

"The two of us just need to wait for rescue. Angela, now we can talk about the things you enjoy doing." Lorna leisurely overlooked the beautiful scenery along the Harlem River and felt the soft breeze passing through it. Flying over the light feathers of Icarus, she has decided to ride this pigeon to every corner of the city in the next few days.

"Lorna, are you really going to break it? Then, wouldn't that be meaningless?" Angela coyly conveyed the words in her mind, trying to avoid the topic.

"Hey, let's forget it for now. I just need to know that you like to be passive."

"W-Why do you like to be passive? I just let you do bad things on a whim."

"Why are you so arrogant?"

"It's all infected by you."

"Oh, it's such a pity that I can't see you like you are now. No, I have to find a way out quickly."

"Come on, Lorna. The wall is broken into several pieces now. You can lift them."

"You can make it simple. If these were all iron blocks, I could definitely carve a path without any effort, but now I can only control the steel bars in the wall. Lifting this concrete is like lifting a barbell with my little finger. We have to Think of something else."

"Maybe you can also think about others."

"other people"

"I was thinking of a guy who might be able to do a snatch with his pinky."

"Who is it, Arale?"

"Our new friend Jessica, she seems to be stronger than me."

"Don't look for her. Angela, stay away. I will push down this wall right now."

"Oh, you don't have to try to prove anything. Don't worry, Lorna, even if you are not as strong as the women outside, I will not dislike you."

"Go to hell, die, die!" Lorna seemed to have been stabbed in her heart, and punched the wall in anger.

"" Angela tilted her head, and a steel bar broke through the wall against her temples, "Lorna, are you really going to kill me?"

"Ah Angela, I'm sorry. Either I'm being mean to you or I'm going to beat you to death. I'm going to smash your head full of bad ideas and only know how to bully me."

"Then you will find that all the love pouring out on the ground is for you. Just try it. I'm going to find Jessica." Angela sat upright again, closed her eyes happily, and let Icarus's vision Presented more clearly.

Lorna on the other end pouted dissatisfiedly, controlling the steel bar in the air to gently poke Angela's forehead from all angles, and finally withered down, bending the steel bar, and let it wrap around Angela like a pet snake. She pulled her arm, as if it was herself who wanted to wrap around Angela at this moment.

"So they are hiding here." Icarus circled the stadium several times before Angela found Jones and Walker on the side away from the street.This place was near the collapsed auditorium and away from the crowd. They were the only two people around.

Jones was cleaning up the debris on the ground with her bare hands. It could be seen from the "hill" piled next to her that she had been working for a long time.Walker stood not far away, seemingly guarding Jones.

"I can see now how important she is to you." Walker turned his back to Jones and looked around as he said, "This is the first time I've seen you risk yourself so much for someone."

"Trish, stop joking." Jones threw aside a piece of gravel that was larger than her, interrupting Walker's teasing. "Stark said Angela and Lorna were buried in it."

"Yes, yes, it's not one person, it's two people." Walker kicked the pebbles at his feet boredly, "So I'm happy for you, but even more sad for you."

"Tracy, you brought down one of the oldest baseball stadiums in the country while singing God Bless America. Your career as a singer is completely over. Your words no longer need to be as confusing as your lyrics."

"I don't care anymore. Anyway, you will definitely laugh at me for the rest of my life." Walker felt that no one would come to this place anymore, so he turned around and approached Jones, "Jesse, what I feel sorry for you is, You have no chance."

"What chance?" Jones' hand paused.

"Hey, you don't interact with people too much, and you don't know how to read people's words, right? Or maybe you don't dare to look at that Angela? Then let me remind you, the look in her eyes when she mentioned that Lorna is completely the same as the look in her eyes when she looked at you. no the same."

"Damn it, Angela left me with a good impression of the blond woman, but you've ruined it again." Jones irritably lifted a huge stone slab under his feet, "Patricia, the life or death of the two of them is uncertain, can you be serious? a little"

"It seems you are really angry and called me that name."

"No, sorry, Trish, I was too anxious."

"It's okay. After quitting the drug, I'm almost out of the shadow of my childhood." Trish stood on tiptoes and smoothed the middle-parted long hair of Jones who was standing on the ruins. "If you care, you will be confused. Aren't the two of them mutants so easy to die? Didn't you say that Angela can still be telepathic? If she now sees you using your power for good and doing your best to search and rescue her, she will be very happy. "

"You're right to say that she seems to have gone to heaven. She is simply an angel. She will definitely do so."

"Your sister is right, I'm really happy now, Jessica." A voice that was already very familiar to Jones even though they had only known each other for less than a day, sounded in her mind.

"Angela" Jones raised her head in surprise and stared ahead.

"Angela, what's wrong with Angela?" Walker was also startled.

"Angela's voice suddenly appeared in my head," Jones explained to Walker excitedly, but his expression immediately became lonely again, "Angela, you are really dead."

"This is my telepathy, Jessica," Angela shouted frantically in Jones' consciousness, "What are you thinking about all day long?"

Jones instinctively covered his ears, but the voice in his head did not weaken one bit.

"Angela, I was wrong." There was not much complaint in Jones' tone, but more joy, "Tell me where you are so I can go and rescue you."

Walker stared at Jones's "personal performance" in amazement and hurriedly jumped to the ruins to hold Jones' shoulders.

"Hey Jesse are you okay?"

"Hehe" Jones looked at Walker's confused expression and couldn't help but laugh, "Angela, Tracy suspects that I am hallucinating. Can you get into her mind?"

"I'm afraid I can't do it. I got in at the moment when your mind interface was open to me when you were thinking about me. And there is no interface to connect to me in Tracy's heart. It seems that my This ability to communicate with each other can only be used between very close friends."

"Really?" Jones smiled brightly into the air, seeming to be more satisfied with the answer than expected.

"Jesse, I'm scared now. Please explain to me." Walker snapped his fingers in front of Jones' eyes, trying to bring her back to her senses.

"Trish, this is Angela's special ability." Jones took Walker's arms off his shoulders and took her hands. "This is telepathy, but it can't connect to you yet. But Angela said She’ll make a dove land on you to prove it.”

"What?" As soon as Walker opened his mouth and made a sound, a pure white dove flapped its wings and flew between the two of them, and then jumped onto Walker's head playfully.

"Oh my god, okay, I believe it." Walker felt the white dove's claws stepping on it very gently, without any uncomfortable feeling at all, so he continued to press against Icarus and watch Jones' "soliloquy".

"They are over there, and they have to go further in. Our position is closer to Lorna, and we need to find her first." Jones seemed to have finally ended the "call", facing Walker and pointing her in a direction, "Tracy , I will dig for a while longer, you can go home first, this pigeon can help me look out."

"No, Jessica, I want to see you become the hero you are today." Walker smiled and patted Jones on the shoulder, "Oh, by the way, maybe this can help you."

Walker took out a pair of black leather gloves from his shoulder bag and put them on Jones' hands.

"I love you, sister." Jones looked at Walker's gentle movements, lowered his head and kissed her hair, and Icarus flew away knowingly.

"Don't you know I have to use gel to style my hair when I'm performing?" Walker raised his head, looked at Jones's facial features and laughed.

"Cough, cough" Jones scraped his lips and the tip of his tongue vigorously, turned around and continued his rescue mission.

In order to prevent Lorna from getting bored, Angela tried to "draw" her into the "conversation" with Jones, and finally succeeded.But Lorna and Jones don't seem to be able to talk to each other. Although their aesthetics are very similar, their interests and hobbies are very different.Angela had to "run" between the two of them busyly, taking care of this one for a while and that one for a while.Later, she had an idea of ​​a topic that Lorna and Jones might have a common interest in.

As a result, the two of them chatted about Conan Doyle, Agatha Christie, Shimada Shoji, Higashino Keigo and so on until they were so busy that they completely ignored Angela.Angela couldn't get a word in, and was too embarrassed to quit, so she had to sit on the ground, hold her head up and endure the two people's chatter for more than ten minutes.

"Lorna, I'll be at your place soon." Jones reminded.Even she couldn't lift the largest broken wall above, and could only dig out a passage below.As she removed the last slab, Lorna finally breathed fresh air.

"Thank you so much, Arale" Lorna hugged Jones closely.

"What is Arale?" Jones was a little at a loss when faced with Lorna's enthusiasm, but he slowly hugged Lorna's body.

"That's my pet name for you, hee." Lorna let go of Jones and pointed behind her, "Angela is behind that wall, and neither she nor I can break it open."

"Isn't there anything Angela can do?" Jones looked embarrassed. "I don't think I'm much stronger than her. Maybe I won in an arm-wrestle because she let me."

Jones tried it hard a few times, but there were only a few deep cracks on the wall and there was no tendency to break.

"Stop smashing it, Jessica." Lorna wrapped her hands around Jones' fist pitifully, "The sound is too scary, are you afraid of getting hurt?"

"Don't worry, Lorna, I don't feel any pain at all." Jones looked at Lorna's beautiful face, took off his gloves and touched her head gently.

Seeing that the relationship between the two had become so good, Angela clasped her hands together happily, and the steel bars wrapped around her arms made her suddenly come up with a good idea.