Under the night, a cool aircraft that looks like a Blackbird SR-71 flies through the sky at extremely fast speeds.
Jean Gray was left alone to fight against a powerful enemy. She contacted other X-Men in the school but no one responded. Storm Ororo had a headache.
"Qin, you promised me that you must return safely..."
Storm was restless and heard the Bible prayers being muttered in the cabin. She simply set the plane to autopilot and walked towards the Night Walker who was praying with her eyes closed.
Mutants come in all shapes and sizes, which is one of the sources of their tragedy. In the eyes of ordinary people, Nightcrawler's appearance is equivalent to that of a devil from hell, but in Storm's eyes, that's all. She has seen something more disgusting.
Hearing the footsteps, Nightcrawler stopped praying, put away the cross, and smiled shyly at Storm.
"I am Ororo Monroe, a member of the X-Men, you can call me Storm."
"Hello, my name is Kurt Wagner!"
"Wagner, what does the tattoo on your body... mean?" Storm was worried, so she picked a topic to chat with Nightcrawler, hoping to relieve her irritability.
Night Walker touched his ugly face and explained: "This is an angel totem! It was brought to the world by Archangel Gabriel. Each totem corresponds to a sin. I have many such totems on my body."
"It's beautiful, but..."
Ororo wanted to say that if there were angels, the fate of mutants should not be so tragic, but this topic was too negative and not suitable to be mentioned in front of a believer, so he could only keep silent.
After a moment, she asked aloud: "Wagner, the mysterious man in the church, how much do you know about him? What power is behind him?"
Nightcrawler blinked: "Who, that angel wearing armor?"
"Angel? Well, yes, that's him." Ororo nodded intently and began to collect information.
"But I don't know him!"
"Wha...what! You don't know him?"
Ororo's eyes widened: "He pointed a gun at you and prepared to kill you to silence you. He...he...isn't he the one who manipulated you to assassinate the president?"
"I don't know about that either. I only know that I did something very crazy when I woke up."
When it came to assassinating the president, Nightcrawler swallowed and continued: "As for that mysterious angel, I can see that he didn't come to kill me, nor did he point a gun at me. It was just a coincidence that we met in the church. He even helped me heal my wounds. But he had a bad temper. After a few quarrels with his companions, he drew his gun and killed him, which scared me."
"..."
Ororo was completely dumbfounded and realized that he and Qin might have entered a misunderstanding and then fought a meaningless battle.
"I am so silly!"
Recalling that Russell said that he needed an explanation for why he attacked him, it seemed that he really hit the wrong person.
What's worse is that, not only did he offend a powerful mutant for no reason, he also trapped Qin in it. The situation is unknown now, and it's not known whether she has escaped.
Ororo covered her face with her hands and said extremely speechless: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"say what?"
Night Walker asked in confusion: "Speaking of which, I wanted to ask you at that time, why did you suddenly start fighting if you don't know each other? Is there any conflict that you can't sit down and talk about?"
Ororo: (ノへ￣、)
"But you are all so powerful. I have never seen mutants as powerful as you. It scared me at the time." Nightcrawler finished speaking with emotion and whispered: "I think the angel is angry, probably because of you... …You destroyed the church with lightning.”
"alright, I got it."
Ororo sighed, got up and returned to the console, manually piloting the plane back. Since it was a misunderstanding, it should be fine if he explained it clearly.
"I hope he is a generous man..." Ororo prayed silently, hoping that Qin would discover the problem in time and the two sides would shake hands and make peace.
At this moment, an electronic sound prompt suddenly sounded on the console, and the signal showed that Qin's communication positioning was approaching.
Ororo looked happy, but it soon turned into consternation, because it was too fast. According to the radar, Qin was moving at an astonishing speed, already exceeding Mach 2.
"Where did Jean find the plane?"
Ororo swallowed, realized something, and suddenly changed direction. The aircraft's thrusters accelerated and moved away from the signal on the locator.
The sudden acceleration caused the unprepared Night Walker to fall on his butt. Just when he bared his teeth and wanted to ask, the hatch at the tail of the plane was pierced by a beam of light.
As the light cut, a huge gap was torn out of the plane. Russell held the Holy Light Sword and walked in with his wings folded.
"Excuse me, this plane has no flight permission record. According to that law, please land at the morgue below immediately, or I can send you directly there."
Speaking of this, Russell raised the Holy Light Sword in his hand. Yes, this was a threat.
Ororo's eyes twitched slightly, the visitor was not malicious, but she was more concerned about Qin's safety, and asked in a trembling voice: "You have Qin's communicator, where is she?"
"Her hands and feet are intact and she is living well. I didn't do anything to her...but I don't know what my companions will do to her."
The first half of the sentence made Ororo relax, but the second half made her curse: "Damn it, what did you do to Qin?"
"Don't talk nonsense, it's not us, I didn't do anything."
Russell shrugged: "But when I left, my companion hugged her to death and refused to let go. Considering that he is a pervert with lust engraved in his genes, congratulations, you can be your godmother next year."
Ororo was so angry that she was shaking all over. Her eyes turned white immediately and she entered a fighting state. The next second, she was hit hard in the abdomen and fell into Russell's arms with her eyes white.
Russell helped Storm put her in the driver's seat and fastened her seat belt. He turned around and saw Nightcrawler, who had tied himself to the seat. He wondered, "Strange, why didn't you teleport away?"
Night Walker looked puzzled: "Why did you run away?"
"I'm so cruel, why don't you run away and stay here to die?"
Night Walker took out the cross and held it in his hand, shaking his head: "I didn't see it clearly when I was in the church. I just confirmed that the holy radiance will not deceive people."
"Yeah yeah!"
Russell rolled his eyes and flew the plane back to Boston: "But there is a saying you must not have heard of."
"Which sentence?"
"Maybe the Holy Light will have mercy on you, but I won't!"
…
As the sun rose, the plane parked on a secluded and uninhabited river bank. It was a very high-tech plane that could take off and land at any time like a helicopter without using a runway.
Storm Ororo woke up from a coma while listening to the restless music in her ears. Her limbs were tied with chains and fixed on the passenger seat of the cabin, unable to move. After opening her eyes, her whole body was not well.
"Ho ho ha hey! Hahaha————"
The plane speakers were playing loud music, and Qin, who had always been aloof, danced her hands and feet to the music, doing a very silly dance, and she also smiled like a fool.
Ororo: ⊙o⊙
As Jean swung her hair around in the dance, Ororo saw a big bastard on her face, drawn with a bold marker.
Generally, this kind of ink is difficult to clean.
"Russell, I don't understand, why do you want her to dance all night?" Deadpool lay on the ground, he was exhausted after dancing to the beat for two hours.
"Hmph, when she woke up, she found that her limbs were sore and weak, and she couldn't lift any strength. It seemed like she had been hit by hundreds of..."
"I understand, man, you are so wretched." Deadpool exclaimed, lying on the ground and clapping his hands.
"You know what the heck, I haven't finished speaking yet!" Russell snorted softly: "Just when she was furious, I was afraid of pushing you out, so I just said it was you."
"..."
Deadpool was stunned. Ororo hurriedly closed his eyes after hearing this, pretending to remain unconscious, curling up as much as possible, trying to make himself small and transparent.
Can't see me! Can't see me!
