Marvel's Speedster

After sending Jean back to the lab, Ross immediately went to Times Square to pick up his girlfriend Mary Jane.

At the moment, it was evening, Manhattan was at the busiest peak hour of the day, the streets crowded with banks, shops and various offices were full of traffic, and on both sides of the road stood countless skyscrapers reaching into the clouds, a The crystal palace-like building was full of guests, and the outside was bustling with crowds.

When he rushed to the training room, the class inside was not over yet, only a few staff members were cleaning up the sundries outside, Ross looked inside through the window, and then stood in the corridor outside quietly waiting for the get out of class to end.

"Don't transfer the money to me, Eric, I'm temporarily staying at Daisy's house, and it's safe~ safe... ah!"

Just when he stopped, a girl who was on the phone came out of the staff lounge and accidentally bumped into him.

"Sorry Ross, I didn't notice you just now." The lady was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly said a few words - hung up the phone and apologized.

"Nothing, I'm not a scarecrow in the rye." Ross shrugged.

In front of him, it was Jane Foster, Thor's future scientist girlfriend, whom Ross had met once when he was hunting gangsters in Hamley at extreme speed.

Jane is also one of Mary Jane's few friends in this place, so through her girlfriend, Ross knows something about her.

Since the last night when she was entangled by villains and was rescued by Ross and sent back to the apartment, Jane woke up the next day and immediately moved out of that chaotic community and lived in her student's house. Due to the sudden incident, in order to leave as soon as possible, she had to lose a deposit and the furniture she had just purchased, so the female astronomer who was not well off had to stay in the training room and work as a photographer to earn a living. A little hard-earned money to subsidize research costs.

If the kind student Daisy hadn't taken her in, Jane doubted whether she would be living on the street. At that time, Professor Eric Selvig, who had always been regarded as her uncle, knew about her situation and gave Jane a gift from England. A sum of living expenses was called, but after the situation of this strong female scholar improved a little, she immediately returned the money and stopped accepting funding from her elders. After all, she was just a poor scholar.

Just now they were arguing on the phone about this matter.

"How is Dr. Selvig? I heard that he is a visiting professor at Greenwich University?" Ross asked casually. Selvig once applied to join the cutting-edge laboratory, but failed the review for some reason.

This little episode definitely won't affect our relationship with each other, after all, work is work.

"I think he will come back after he finishes exchanging opinions with his British colleagues. We made an appointment to go to New Mexico to do field research together in the first half of this year." Jane replied with a smile.

Today she is wearing a neutral sweater of solid color and paired with a pair of washed white jeans. She looks quite capable, her face is sharp and feminine, and Ross can see her through the dim light in the corridor Those light blue eyes were clear and bright, with a distinctive temperament.

The two were talking, and another young girl came out from the lounge where Jane rushed out. That was her student Daisy Louise. The tutor contacted the photography job of this training classroom.

"New Mexico?" The plump | full beauty | gorgeous Daisy couldn't help curling her lips when she heard this strange name.

"Can I not go? I want to find another job to support myself. I have already paid a lot to make up for my tuition. In addition to being a waitress in a restaurant, I have to get up at dawn every day to bake small cakes and sell them. Then I will go to New Mexico. will suffer."

"In that case, don't expect me to give you credits." Jane refused straight away, and she was always ruthless when it came to academic issues.

"Well, when you don't have the money to make up for your mistakes, it's up to you to do wonders. Come on, Max!"

Daisy called her usual pseudonym and waved her arms exaggeratedly.

Then she saw Ross, and the two greeted each other.

Daisy and Mary Jane are much closer than Jane. As far as Ross knows, his girlfriend was squeezed out by some boring women in class. Jane may have some concerns, but Daisy, who has worked hard in society since she was a child, has never been afraid of girls' tricks. She has given Mary Jane a lot help.

For this reason, Ross also treats her differently.

The three stood in the corridor and chatted for a while, then the bell rang, and the girls came out of the dance studio. Ross picked up his girlfriend and dropped by to send Jane and Daisy home.

At the moment, the night is dark, and colorful street lights are shining above the road. Looking forward along the road, a string of shining light bands are densely intertwined and converged into a huge spider web, covering the entire city. Ross's extended car slowly moved along the congested road, and the street scene on the side of the road flickered in the light and shadow changes, and there was a sense of illusory uncertainty in a trance.

After exercising all day, the exhausted Mary Jane had fallen asleep in her boyfriend's arms. Ross put his arm around her shoulders, and gently took out the eye mask and earphones with the other hand, covering her eyes and ears, so that she would not disturbed by the outside world.

Seeing his movements, the voices of Jane and Daisy, who were chatting opposite, also lowered a lot.

"Just put us down at the parking spot in front. Go back and rest." Jane said softly.

Seeing Ross' actions, she couldn't help but envy Mary Jane.

Men appreciate women, and women appreciate men too.

For Jane, Ross always gave her a special feeling.

A young man in his early twenties, with bright and gentle eyes, light golden hair soft and slightly curly, tall and well-proportioned at six feet, well-dressed, neither extravagant nor sloppy, always giving people a feeling of just right, There is a touching temperament when you smile.

Especially when he spoke in a low voice, Jane always had an inexplicable familiar feeling, as if she had heard his soft comfort somewhere, which made her feel a sense of security from Yuexiong's mouth, but she couldn't remember it When and where did you meet someone similar.

This feeling is very torturous, so sometimes Jane's mentality is a bit conflicted, wanting to see Ross's figure, but not getting too close to him.

In the flickering light, Jane quietly looked at the face of Ross's sculpture, and unknowingly approached the apartment she shared with Daisy.

When passing a corner, Ross's heart skipped a beat.

Several cars followed from the side of the road one after another, and quietly blocked another car following Ross.

In that car sat Colossus Pete and some more reliable ordinary bodyguards. They were specially transferred by Ross to strengthen the security work here.

Ross notified the driver in front, and the car slowed down gradually.

"Unbuckle your seat belts, wait a minute and whatever happens don't panic, we'll be fine."

He said to the two girls in front, and patted Mary Jane awake.

"What happened?" Jane hesitated for a moment, and quickly loosened the protective device as he said. Although passengers must take safety measures according to the regulations of the Traffic Amendment, she believed that Ross would not make a joke.

"A little trouble, it will pass soon."

Ross gave a few words of comfort and motioned the girls to lie down to prevent accidental injury.

...asking for flowers...

"A commercial dispute, this is really exciting.

Daisy clicked her tongue in admiration, she watched too many soap operas, and the vulgar plots of killing me and killing you often appeared between competitors on TV, so she was the most receptive to such things, and squatted in front of Ross first , and then Jane bent down like her, and Mary Jane leaned on her boyfriend's lap to remind him softly to avoid the vulnerable car windows.

Ross shook his head slightly, holding up a wine glass and slowly savoring the taste.

Through the glass, he saw the startling bud change ahead.

A few tens of feet away, a tall man wearing only an elastic vest half-kneeled on the ground, facing a car that was caught off guard.

"Get out of the way!"

The driver of the previous car yelled in panic. The next moment, he saw the man's skin wriggling and quickly turning into a stone sculpture like reinforced concrete.

"squeak----"

In the ear-piercing sound of sudden braking, the car in front slammed into it with inertia, and was forced to stop after the harsh muffled sound of the sun.

The driver clutched his injured and bleeding forehead, his panic was replaced by intense fear.

"lock up----"

With a long scream, he was dragged out of the car by a stone-like man grabbing his collar.

A door was forcibly torn off, and the transformed assailant left the driver behind, using the door as a weapon and hurling it toward Ross' car behind.

Victor Sabretooth got out of the car and punched him in the head.

"Oh my God!" Jane screamed as she looked out tremblingly. In her opinion, this burly man with white hair and shawl had undoubtedly done something stupid.

Under Victor's full blow, he punched the window of the car, and the glass that was originally intact burst open, and under the illumination of the street lamps, it turned into countless crystal glass shards and sprinkled him head-on.

Pushed by that huge amounts of force, Victor staggered back to the car.

Amidst the screams of several women, Ross quietly looked out the window, slowly drinking the wine in the glass.

He knew that the attacker was not alone.

Immediately afterwards, a group of unidentified armed men rushed out from the cars on both sides, and scuffled with the bodyguards who came from behind in time.

"Sir, do you want to speed up and leave?" The driver turned his head and asked, he is also a Mutant, and he is relatively calm in the face of this kind of thing.

"Not yet." Ross shook his head, gently stroking|stroking his girlfriend's hair with his palm.

At the moment, outside the window, a fierce battle is taking place. Amidst the flickering gunfire, figures are swaying crazily. Pedestrians and passengers fled in all directions in a panic. The nearby cars were hit by flying bullets and burst into flames. But the car that Ross was riding in miraculously avoided fatal injuries, and only suffered some attacks on unimportant parts.

It seems that the other party does not want Ross's life.

Ross watched coldly, a feeling of being watched lingered around him all the time.

Bullets swept outside, and Victor's black suit was torn to pieces. He couldn't help tearing off his coat, revealing his close-fitting body armor and roaring towards the sky.

On the other side, Colossus Pete and the transforming man collided head-on. During their collision, the ground shook violently as if it had been hit by huge amounts of war hammers.

If things go on like this, Mutant's identity can no longer be hidden. Ross puts the phone into the electromagnetic isolation box, and then takes out a miniature EMP generator. He wants to destroy all the electronic devices around and get rid of those prying eyes.

With a single press of the button, invisible's electromagnetic pulse spread rapidly in all directions. With a crackling sound, the lights of the entire block dimmed circle by circle from near to far with Ross' car as the center. . .