Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

Go forward and follow John and Marcos around seven times and eight times, and finally meet up with their companions in the basement of a small church on the outskirts of Laredo.

The condition of these companions was dire; less than half of the original group of about 20 escaped here, most of them children, and several adults were injured.One of them, a young girl named Lorna, was the most seriously injured. She was shot at the collarbone in her shoulder and bled profusely.

John was about to go to the doctor, but was blocked by police cars patrolling the street.People from the Sentinel Secret Service are repeatedly searching nearby urban areas.

Marcus turned around in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do.

In the end, he moved forward and opened the portal to get a set of surgical equipment.For some unspeakable reasons, he and Shen Ran have prepared a lot of these materials in safe houses in Madridpo Port and around the world.

"Well, this is just a minor operation. The warhead is removed, the bleeding is stopped, bandaged, and anti-infective drugs are injected. It will take no more than 15 minutes at most." Marcos glared forward at the restless Marcos, "So, can you be quiet?"

"I...can I do something?" Marcus looked nervously at a table full of medical equipment and medicines, and found that most of them he didn't recognize, let alone use.

Kick a stool forward: "Move the chair next to her, sit down, hold your girlfriend's hand, give her encouragement, tell her you're right there with her; anyway, what words can fool a girl into you Just say anything, as long as you don’t get in the way of me.”

For things like falling in love, you can only do it yourself, but it’s not good for others to say it; Marcos is embarrassed to actually do it when he talks about it like this.The young man sat down next to his girlfriend, didn't know what to say for a long time, and finally held back: "I will never lie to her."

It's like explaining, and it's like covering up, anyway, it's just sophistry.

"Can't coax? Then how did she become your girlfriend?" Playboy's question hit the nail on the head.They are all big men, can't they say a few open words?Who is it for?

Marcos was caught between the forward words and the girlfriend's gaze at the same time, and was speechless; on the contrary, Lorna generously reached out and interlocked her fingers with her boyfriend.

Such a small movement made Qianqian see that this girl with fresh green hair was definitely a heroine.

"According to the normal process, it should have been sterilized, disinfected, preoperative anesthesia allergy test, and a number of routine inspections; but the situation is urgent, we will keep it simple. The equipment has been sterilized, local anesthesia was given to the shoulder, and then I went under the knife to remove it." Bullet. How is it?"

Lorna jumped ahead of Marcos again, and said decisively: "No problem, that's it."

"Do you know your blood type?"

"know."

"That's good, I hope it won't be necessary." Talking forward, he began to act, and soon it was time for the knife, "Be patient, the local anesthesia still feels a little bit; especially since I am not a professional anesthetist, I may not be able to control it accurately." dose."

The moment the scalpel scratched the opening, Lorna frowned slightly, and felt the scalpel in her hand shake slightly before moving forward, and quickly regained her composure.At the same time, the surrounding steel objects also made vibrating sounds. Although the sound was not loud, it was very dull when gathered together.

Thinking forward, the movement of the hands did not stop, and he reminded: "Calm down, ma'am; control your ability, if it affects the scalpel, it will be bad if it touches the aorta or bone."

"I understand." Lorna showed a calmness that didn't match her age, "It won't happen again."

"You are lucky, the bullet is intact, there are no fragments, no large blood vessels are injured, and no bones are injured." Looking forward to observe the bullet that was taken out, "The small-caliber bullet should be shot by a pistol, and the shooter is far away from you. Farther away; otherwise the bullet will penetrate the body."

Stepping forward to stop the bleeding and bandage quickly, he asked at the same time, "How could a metal bullet hurt you? Or, you can only control steel and not other metals?"

"No, I can control all metal, but... I was negligent at the time."

"That means you haven't mastered your abilities yet." Xiang Xiang said, "You know, there is another mutant who has the same superpowers as you."

"Of course, the famous Magneto. He raised a bridge in San Francisco and controlled tens of thousands of tons of steel at a time..."

"In fact, it is not to control steel, but to control the magnetic field." Xiangqian explained, "Controlling metal is only superficial. Magneto's real ability is to control the magnetic field; he can build a powerful magnetic protection field around his body at any time. I think , if you are also manipulating metal, will you be like him, manipulating magnetic fields?"

Lorna was a little dazed: "I don't know...how does it feel to manipulate the magnetic field? How does he do it?"

"Then you can only ask Magneto himself. From a scientific point of view, the superpowers of mutants cannot be explained at all."

Lorna didn't feel much about this, but Marcos looked depressed; since he met this cloaked man, how did the things he did conform to the word "science"?

"The magnetic power you just mentioned...protection..."

"Magnetic protection field." The phrase was repeated forward.

"Well, is this protective field strong? Magneto is never hit by bullets? At least, not by metal bullets?"

"It seems... I can't say it so absolutely; he was wounded by a firearm, and it was also a pistol." Looking forward to thinking about his masterpiece, "You may not believe it, the bullet that injured Magneto , was specially collected by me."

"Oh..." Lorna was dubious.Both her and Marcos' attention were attracted by what Qianqian said, and they didn't care that the other party packed up the surgical equipment and sent them away through the portal.

Naturally, they also didn't pay attention to another fact: Lorna's blood was stained on those surgical equipment.

At this time, John came back: "The nearby blockade has been lifted, but the sentries have set up check posts at all nearby intersections; we can't leave for the time being."

"It's okay, our friends are here." He raised his wrist forward, indicating the message he just received, "Whether it's arranging evacuation or organizing rescue, the X-Men are professional."

"Great, we should go meet them, where are they now?"

"It should be on top of...our heads."

Everyone looked up almost subconsciously. Of course, only the low ceiling could be seen in the basement.And the moment everyone looked up, a golden light flashed in Qianqian's hand, and a circle of magic runes spread around him, sweeping across the entire basement.

All the people swept by the golden light showed a look of confusion, and then immediately returned to normal.

They forgot about this golden light, and also forgot some other things.

John lowered his head in a daze, and what caught his eyes was a stern-looking young Chinese man in a casual jacket.

"Hey, buddy, you..." John suddenly stuck, and he found that his consciousness seemed to be a little confused; he didn't remember the face, but his memory told him that this young man had followed them here from the desert, And he had just performed surgery on his partner.

Marcus urged from the side: "John, what's wrong with you, it's time for us to meet the X-Men; you don't know how excited I am now."

He was completely unaware of the mistakes and omissions in his memory, and he didn't have the slightest doubt about Xiang Qiang who was wearing a nano mask beside him.

"Oh... of course, we should go up and pick them up." John looked around hesitantly, but couldn't find anything suspicious; everyone's behavior was very natural, but he himself was the most abnormal one.

"Let's go, I can introduce you; I just don't know who the people are, if I meet those who have hatred against me, the scene will be too embarrassing." Qianqian led the way out calmly. , but secretly noticed in my heart.

"The mental power of this Indian mutant is beyond expectation. Maybe that's why he's good at tracking and perception?" Xiangqian pondered secretly, while walking non-stop, and walked outside the chapel.

Catholic churches, large or small, usually have a small area for open-air events, often next to a cemetery; this chapel also provides a place for the X-Men to park their stealth planes.

The first one to come out of the cabin was Colossus Piot, who didn't have a good face towards forward, and forward didn't care; anyone who knows that his precious sister is entangled with a playboy will be this manner.

Looking behind Colossus, there are old acquaintances like Phantom Cat and Iceman coming out, as well as new faces; there are about five or six people in twos and threes.

The last one was "The Beast" Hank.

"Why are only a few of you here?" Qiangqian asked puzzledly, "Maybe there will be a tough battle next, I thought there should be a few more teachers, such as Logan, and Orolo and the others?"

"They are too conspicuous." The Beast said sullenly, "And Logan, if he is allowed to come, I am afraid that there will not be many survivors left in the Sentinel Secret Service. The professor believes that it is not time to take a drastic attitude. "

"Well, it really is an idea that the professor can come up with." Xiang Qiang smiled, "He and Magneto, one is always indecisive and misses good opportunities, and the other is always aggressive and reckless, intensifying conflicts; if they can neutralize it, I will Felt good for both mutants and humans."

"Stop talking nonsense. What's the matter with you?" asked the Beast. "Why are you wearing a fake face?"

"Otherwise? Let people know that James Zion is mixing with mutant fugitives and violently confronting law enforcement agencies?" Xiang Qiang said with a smile, "I will continue to make money from the Americans, especially the money from the U.S. government. "

"Hmph..." The beast sneered.

Xiangqian was very "dissatisfied" with Beast's attitude, and asked sullenly: "I heard from Ruiwen that you set up security protection for her mobile phone? And you said it was absolutely safe?"

"what happened?"

"But why did I detect three trackers?"

Beast's face froze, and his gaze became erratic: "Maybe, I met a technical expert..."

"Really?" Qianqian looked at the beast with a half-smile, "But, is there another possibility—the one who installed the tracking program and the one who installed the protection program are the same person?"

"..."