Marvel: Gambling and having tea with the Ancient One

Wang Mo lay quietly for a long time, only to react when the whole room fell into darkness.

He stood up slowly, "I'm a little hungry, and I don't know how they are doing."

Opening the door and walking towards the hall, when he saw the figure on the sofa, Wang Mo couldn't help but slap his head. It was so miserable that he completely forgot about this bitch.

Not far away, Eric was still sitting quietly on the ground, and the entire hotel hall was filled with darkness and silence that had never been seen before.

"Aren't you ready to tell the truth? Or I will hand you over to Charles when he comes?" Wang Mo sat slumped across from Huan Shuang.

What happened today was so bad, everyone suffered a bit of a blow to one degree or another.

Wang Mo waved his hand and released the pressure on Shuang Shui. Shuang Shui's whole body went limp in an instant. Even so, Shuang Shui still stubbornly turned his head.

"Gu..." A not too loud noise came from Shuang Shuang's belly, which could be heard even in the quiet hall. The roar of Shuang Shuang's stomach was comparable to thunder.

Huan Huan pressed her stomach firmly with both hands. Although she couldn't see clearly, Wang Mo felt that Huan Huan's face must be red and dripping with blood.

"Oh... forget it, let's eat first. The count will make arrangements. There are more people today, so we should do more."

"Ok sir."

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In the bright restaurant, only Wang Mo and Huan Huan were eating quietly. Eric called him for a long time but there was no response. Emma was worried that Wanda and the other two would not eat, so she took the food to their room to eat with them. .

Wang Mo rubbed his eyebrows as he looked at Flicker, who was wolfing down his food with his head lowered. How come most of them have deviated from the original plan since he arrived? Wang Mo couldn't help but feel that his initial idea was a bit taken for granted.

Among them, the separation between Eric and his daughter was the most serious. Wang Mo overestimated Eric's determination to take responsibility and underestimated Emma's hatred for Eric.

It is reasonable for Marvel to resurrect a person. As long as you can get the time stone to reverse time and return the body of the deceased to the time when he died, and then fight the real death to get the soul back, the premise is that the soul is still there. Death there words.

(ノ｀⊿?)ノMadeh! So simple! !

"Hiccup~" Shuang Shuang covered her mouth shyly, "Thank you... thank you, I'm full."

Wang Mo lit a cigarette. He had never smoked in his previous life, but now he started smoking. Really...

"Are you still unwilling to say it? Then I really can't help you if you say that. Let Charles and the others decide whether you live or die." Wang Mo was really impatient and stood up to leave.

Twinkle reached out and grabbed Wang Mo's arm, "Wait a minute!"

Wang Mo looked back at the twinkling green eyes full of tangles. Not to mention, the green eyes looked really good on a real person. At least they looked much better than the earl. They were full of enchanting charm, especially with the combination. Mr. Fan's face is comparable to that of a vixen.

"Breathe~breathe..." Shuang Shuang closed her eyes and took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

"Okay, since you want to know, then I will tell you, as I repay your life-saving grace."

(????) I look at you because I gave you food, right? Where was that stubborn flicker just now? Could it be that starving has a split personality?

If he wasn't in a bad mood now, Wang Mo would really like to say that he shouldn't repay the kindness of saving his life. Shouldn't a little girl have no choice but to give her life in return? Am I ugly?

Wang Mo touched his face subconsciously. He felt that he shouldn't. It should be because Huan Huan didn't believe that he could help her. "Then just say it."

"I want to rely on my ability to steal the design drawings and information of the Sentinel Project."

Wang Mo's eyes widened to the extreme in an instant. You are really brave. There is more than one person with incredible abilities in this world, at least there must be many official subordinates.

How dare she steal Project Sentinel information? No wonder Charles and Eric have joined forces. Regardless of whether Flicker can succeed or not, the officials of the United States will be furious. After all, those people are very arrogant and will not tolerate anyone stealing things under their noses.

Once she is found, it will immediately make people realize that the Sentinel Project is indeed a great threat to mutants. With the help of people who are interested, it is inevitable that the Sentinel Project will be restarted.

"I really don't know if I should call you stupid or short-sighted." Wang Mo sat down again.

Seeing Huan Huan's somewhat aggrieved expression but not daring to refute, Wang Mo had no choice but to explain to her.

If it were a cartoon, the current flashing state should be that the whole person is black and white, and then a dark cloud is raining above the head.

"I have already dealt with it. If no accidents occur, the Sentinel Project will be frozen. Even if it is not frozen, it will be shelved. But I didn't expect you to have such thoughts. It's so ruined by you."

However, he was still worried. Wang Mo exchanged a restraining collar from Deadpool from the mall and fastened it on Flicker's neck. Fortunately, this thing is not a precious thing and can be exchanged with emotional value. Otherwise, Wang Mo would really Reluctant to part with it.

Although it was forced, Huan Huan did not resist. She also knew that she was no match for Wang Mo, but Huan Huan's expression changed the moment she put it on.

"What...what is this?" Huan Huan stretched out his hand and pulled it, but was shaken by a not-so-strong current.

I had to change the system when I replaced it, otherwise the original suppression collar would be so flashing that I would be lying on the ground foaming at the mouth.

"The suppression collar is used to suppress mutants' abilities. It is said to be suppressed, but actually it is completely suppressed. Your abilities cannot be used until you take it off." Wang Mo looked at the person wearing the collar in front of him. The collar was still blocked. He modified the appearance in a bad way, making it more like the one worn by pets. Tsk tsk tsk...it feels so astringent that I can't stand it.

"You!" Flicker glared at Wang Mo, and immediately fell down. She was no match in the first place, and it made no difference whether she wore this collar or not. Her ability was not instant teleportation. Even if Flicker was activated under her feet, she didn't think Wang Mo would be unable to react.

"Hahaha... It would be nice if you could be so self-aware when you want to steal the Sentinel plan." Wang Mo couldn't help laughing, it was so interesting.

Huan Huan glared at Wang Mo angrily and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"But...how do you know about the Sentinel Project? I remember not many people know about this." Generally speaking, the only people who can be approached by Blink and know the plan are Wolverine and Professor , have been corrected, and everything before the reversal has been forgotten.

"I...I took a peek at the diary written by the professor when he was young."

Ouch? I never thought that Charles, who was still a sullen type when he was young, could actually keep a diary? Who would be a serious person to write something like that?

Presumably, after the reversal, he realized that no one else remembered that he was the only one who remembered everything and wrote it out of vent. Otherwise, if he continued to have this habit, Wang Moke would have to get to know Charles, a bald man, again.

"Don't think about it. No one can take this collar off except me who knows the password. If you want to take it off by force, you won't be able to take it off unless you want the collar to explode on your head." Looking at his eyes flickering around, Wang Mo couldn't take it off. Know what she's up to there.

"Oh..." Huan Huan lowered his head and responded dully.

"You can stay here from now on. I'll take it down for you when you figure it out. Now go find a room and rest by yourself." Wang Mo stretched himself. He was tired from the day.

He got up and went to find Eric with an untouched meal.

Looking at the famous Magneto who seemed to have not moved at all, Wang Mo couldn't help but wonder, this guy can't burp, can he? Reaching out and pushing gently, Eric slowly raised his head and looked at Wang Mo with dead eyes.

Fortunately, as long as he didn't die, Wang Mo was relieved. Although Wanda hated him, it would be strange if Wanda didn't go berserk if he really died.

"Eat, do you want to starve yourself to death? Let Wanda and the others lose their mother and father?"

Eric's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he picked up the rice without saying a word and ate mechanically one bite after another.

After watching Eric finish eating, Wang Mo was about to say something, but Eric actually spoke.

"Am I a failure?"