After the group finished eating and drinking, they rested in the hotel for two hours before getting in a special car to go to the Mutant Academy. It was an outing, and there was absolutely no atmosphere of a war about to begin.
Deadpool was autistic throughout the whole process. He was curled up on the leather chair with his hands on his knees. His washing machine was broken. The washing machine, which was rolling up and down, left and right, and accompanied by the sound of running water, could no longer spin. No matter what method he used, he could not change it. The fact that a washing machine turns into a refrigerator.
Cold, quiet, no more lively and restless than before!
Everything Deadpool is looking at now is boring, and Psylocke is starting to get close to Russell again. It's really annoying, but what does this have to do with him?
From now on, it has nothing to do with it.
Deadpool is eerily quiet. This unscientific scene has attracted the attention of many people. Just like people who live next to a train track and fall asleep to the sound of railroad tracks every day. After suddenly moving, they are not used to it being too quiet.
During this period, Logan had suspected that Deadpool had been switched, and now it was Mystique Raven in front of them.
Russell shot out and proved with facts that Deadpool is still the same Deadpool, but his cheapness has been severely consumed and he is currently in a state of reading.
"Wade, what happened? You seem to be in a bad mood." Russell pushed away Psylocke, who was staring at him eagerly, and sat down opposite, next to Deadpool.
Hearing this, Deadpool seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw: "Russell, my good brother, little Wilson is dying. He is about to die. Tell me, the Holy Light can cure him, right?"
Even if it can be cured, I won’t cure it!
Russell continued to be confused: "Wade, what are you talking about, who is little Wilson?"
"Little Wilson is..."
Deadpool was about to shout when he suddenly remembered that family scandals should not be made public. As long as the doctor knew about this, he whispered in Russell's ear: "Little Wilson is just... blah blah blah... He doesn't know how... Bah bah bah..."
After hearing the drastic change in Russell's face, he took a deep breath, puffed up his chest, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Wade, you said you are depressed because you can't do it anymore, is that true?"
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The car was silent for a moment, and the passengers froze for three seconds, then withdrew their contemptuous eyes, talking and laughing about the previous topic, as if they hadn't heard anything just now.
What a considerate group of people, they gave Deadpool enough face. It would be better if their eyes were more tactful!
Deadpool noticed everyone's contempt and wanted to wipe the knife on his neck immediately. Thinking that he would not die, he gave up the idea of suicide.
He covered Russell's mouth: "Man, you did it on purpose."
Russell slapped Deadpool's hand away and said honestly: "No, I was just too surprised. Your brain capacity was not big before, but now you are brain dead. I couldn't accept the reality for a while, so I yelled out."
"Come on, I know you too well, you did it on purpose..."
Deadpool was stunned as he spoke and grabbed Russell by the collar: "Russell, tell me honestly whether you were responsible for little Wilson's death."
"no."
Russell shook his head decisively: "If I had this ability, little Wilson would never be alive now."
Makes sense!
Deadpool nodded, loosened Russell's collar, smoothed it for him, and said flatteringly: "Good brother, use your holy light to help me heal."
"My problem is a trivial matter."
Russell used the lighting technique and illuminated Deadpool's whole body with his glowing palms. He wiped the non-existent sweat from his head and asked with concern: "How is it? What did little Wilson say?"
Deadpool tilted his head and leaned on the seat, saying in despair: "He left, so I have to be strong in the future..."
Russell laughed like a pig in his heart, and held back a bad move: "Wade, there is actually another way. I don't know if it will work. You can try this trick to save Wilson."
"What move?" Deadpool suddenly stopped feeling sleepy.
"Don't you have a self-healing factor that allows you to recover at a super speed? Give it a try. You won't lose a piece of flesh anyway."
Deadpool:"……"
…
On the other side, Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters.
The three key members of the X-Men, headed by Charles and assisted by Hank and Raven, were waiting in the academy garden. Charles could sense that the other party did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, and declared openly... They are coming!
Contempt or confidence?
Charles didn't know, he only knew that after the previous two setbacks, the other party's arrogant behavior made him very stressed.
"Charles, relax, you are too serious and will put pressure on the students." Raven whispered.
Behind the three people are the newly formed X-Men, Quicksilver Pietro, Jean, Nightcrawler Wagner, and Shockwave Alex.
Cyclops is no longer on this list. He has not yet mastered his powers. In contrast, his brother Alex is a qualified warrior and was an X-Men ten years ago.
Alex's ability is to absorb cosmic energy such as radiation, electromagnetic or heat in the environment, and release it from various parts of his body, with very powerful destructive power.
Quicksilver Pietro was here, invited by Charles, to see what kind of person his father, Magneto Eric, was, and whether he was a heinous, cold-blooded butcher as the outside world said.
Charles knew Pietro's mother, and out of concern for his good friend, Aiwujiwu understood Pietro's abilities.
Move at supersonic speed!
Although Pietro was young, he was as gifted as his father, having mastered his abilities early on, and Charles believed that his ability might be able to turn the tide of victory at a critical moment.
In addition to these seven X-Men, other teachers and students in the academy were transferred to the air-raid shelter by school buses. There were many mutant children with great potential, but they lacked practical experience in using their abilities, so staying on the battlefield was purely for nothing. .
Looking at the four young and powerful X-Men behind him, Charles' confidence greatly increased. The members of this team had their own abilities, and they might be able to give the arrogant enemy a hard blow.
"Today you can release your energy as much as you want without worrying about hurting others. Wagner, your abilities are very important. Your first priority is to protect your teammates."
Charles gave a few words of encouragement, looked at Mystique, and said solemnly: "Riven, I'm here to hold off the telepathic person on the other side. You can find a way to get close to Eric and see if you can find out if his family members are imprisoned." Where is it?"
The enemy is strong and we are weak, so Charles decided to win over his good friend. If the plan succeeds, this battle should be stable.
"clear!"
Raven nodded slightly and noticed that Charles had a serious face. Following his line of sight, she saw two limousines driving into the school gate.
"The enemy is coming!"
The appearance was a bit unique, even a bit simple, but this did not affect Charles's attention. He locked onto one of the cars, and the telepathic powerhouse that made him palpitate was among them.
Click!
The car door opened, and Eric, wearing a suit and sunglasses, stepped out and stood beside the car with a cold face. Because of his inappropriate words, Professor
Four more figures walked out, Russell, Deadpool, Logan, and Psylocke. These four members of the X-Force were the protagonists in today's battle.
Considering that Psylocke is a soy saucer and Deadpool is out of shape after his brother is killed, Logan looks at the familiar figure and reminisces about the past, and Russell is the main attacker.
Russell enjoys it, beating up superheroes, or superhero groups, he likes it best.
"..."
The X-Men were a little confused. The four on the opposite side seemed to have no fighting spirit. They were dazed and nervous. Are they sure they are looking for trouble?
Only Qin felt deeply uneasy and subconsciously took two steps back. The middle-aged man with a beard opposite him had been staring at her fiercely since he got off the car, his eyes were like a wolf.
Charles was puzzled and thought that the four Russells had no fighting spirit because, like Eric, they were controlled by people with telepathic abilities.
Just when he was about to say something, the black car window rolled down, revealing a shiny head and smiled at him.
Professor
"hiss!"
The light in Charles's eyes skyrocketed, and there was no mistaking it. That familiar light showed the mysterious man who had defeated him twice.
He couldn't wait to ask: "Who are you? What is your purpose?"
Professor
"Don't worry, leave the rest to us!" Eric said with a very shameless bow. He didn't want to, but he couldn't beat the old one, so he could only vent his anger on the younger one.
Not to mention, as soon as the scene started, he enjoyed the pleasure and loved the pleasure of playing with Charles in his hands.
"Eric, you...what are you doing?"
Charles couldn't accept it. He thought his teammates were being threatened, but he was clearly enjoying himself at the scene in front of him!
"Didn't you see what it's called?"
Charles asked angrily: "Where is your arrogance and self-esteem? How can you bow to others casually? Eric, is this still you?"
"MD, don't bully others too much. You're a bastard who still behaves after you get an advantage!"
Eric "I'm Too Difficult" Lansheer cursed in displeasure. He was bullied by Charles, but Charles was not satisfied and scolded him for being spineless.
