MTL - Marvel Reverses Wolverine-Chapter 116 special talent

  Chapter 116 Special talents

   "Where are you going to fool around with that long-tailed guy!"

  Charles looked at Revan who was facing the huge full-length mirror with a bit of resentment, constantly changing his hairstyle and clothes. Ever since he got acquainted with the Howlett family's Asazzo, Raven has "become bad" by more than a little bit.

   Now she is often "naked" with her indigo-skinned body, walking around the house without a trace of clothing.

   Raven gave the mother-in-law Charles a blank look. Since he became a professor, he likes to preach more.

  She finally chose a Burberry khaki trench coat and beige women's trousers in the magazine. In an instant, the scale-like textures on her body fluctuated, and she copied the model in the photo to her body meticulously.

   "This is my first day at work, and I'm in a good mood. I don't have the same knowledge as you. Also, that's my boyfriend. Don't say that about him."

   Raven shook his hair with his hands, thinking that Miss Emma's hair was golden, she immediately transformed into a chestnut-colored, smooth, straight hair and tied it up.

   "Go to work? What class do you go to, where do you go to work, and how can you have a boyfriend at such a young age? Rui Wenyi can't have a boyfriend!"

  Riwen had strode out of the door, and Asazo, wrapped in silver-gray silk, was waiting to pick her up at the door.

   "What the **** is he calling inside?"

  Asazo listened strangely to Charles' last howl in the room, followed Raven out, and slammed the door shut.

   "Don't pay attention to him, only now do you know how to care about my sister."

   They looked around and saw that there was no one around, and suddenly disappeared into smoke and dust.

  Professor Charles Xavier in the room put on his tie complicatedly. For some reason, this feeling like his own sister being abducted by outsiders made him feel a little lonely.

  He waited for a while, and Ms. Maura Mark Taggart, a former CIA agent, drove a Humvee off-road vehicle configured by the Mutant Forces Research Department and came outside the townhouse.

   "Looks out of spirits, Charles."

  Molla teased Charles, who was obviously looking disappointed, she was curious about what could make this almost omniscient spiritual master lonely.

   "Oh, you have never taken care of children, so I don't understand. Where is the first stop today?"

   "Sean Cassidy, an Irish high school graduate, checked his student status and is currently unemployed."

Mo La smiled. She looked at the small notebook in her hand and put it back in her coat pocket. This female detective with outstanding looks and temperament was quite capable even though she was wearing a somewhat rustic dark jacket. charm.

   "Ah, I have a deep impression on him, a guy who doesn't know how to interact with girls, but he is very talented."

   "It seems that you understand very well, Professor Xavier."

  Mola drove to the northernmost Bronx district in New York City, where there is the famous Yankees home stadium and the world's largest Bronx Zoo.

  The current core work of the SHIELD Mutation Force Research Department is to collect enough mutant data, and it is best to contact and attract some mutants to carry out cooperation and in-depth exploration.

  Minister Michael Hals’ vision is to establish an official mutant team, similar to the Bald Eagle Guardians planned by super soldiers and the Hellfire Special Forces of the Soviet Union.

Charles is also very supportive of this plan. He thought of the "Captain America" ​​series comics that he liked the most when he was young. He also has extraordinary power. By protecting and helping ordinary people, he has gained a high reputation and support. .

  He hopes that one day mutants can do the same and become heroes in people's hearts. At that time, he can answer Raven's previous questions and seek social recognition for this ethnic group through his own efforts.

  Charles was vaguely thinking about the original story of Captain Rogers, and it seemed that there was no follow-up. The car window had already passed the Yankee baseball stadium and came to a white community.

   "I got it mom! Onions, carrots, tomatoes, lamb chops, BBQ sauce"

  Irish people have always spoken very fast, and their authentic language features a large number of consecutive syllables. If people from English-speaking countries arrive in Ireland, they will find that they cannot understand what they are saying at all.

  A large part of the reason is that the Irish mother tongue was gradually changed to English after being invaded by England.

   Sean Cassidy had just graduated from high school, and he didn't meet the grade standards for college. His tall, thin body and curly red hair didn't attract girls at school.

  Combined with his often talkative speech habits, some people always say that listening to Cassidy talk too much will give him a headache.

  Charles took Mo La's hand, indicating that this young man was the target he was looking for today, and the two followed immediately.

   "Sean Cassidy? I'm Professor Charles Xavier, and this lady is Agent Mora."

Sean didn't stop, he still walked towards the supermarket in a hurry, the consequences of delaying his mother's dinner were very terrible, he even suspected that his voice talent was inherited from this obese mother who could startle half of the community with her roar .

  The young man raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyebrows, and asked with a sneer:

   "Agent and professor? What kind of combination is this? Let me tell you, the Irish gang has nothing to do with me. You should go to Chuck Street next door."

  Sean's voice sounded weird. He didn't speak loudly, but it always made people feel extremely sharp and piercing, as if he had penetrated into the deepest part of his head.

   "We are interested in you, you are a talent with special talents."

While talking, they had already walked into the ingredients store in the neighborhood. Cassidy focused on choosing the ingredients that his mother ordered to buy. He listened to two decent-looking gentlemen and ladies introducing a What sector of what shield.

  He scratched his shaggy hair, wondering if he forgot something.

   "You forgot BBQ sauce."

  Charles rubbed his forehead, his eyes looked up, as if he was remembering something.

   "Thank you! Don't forget this. In the end, are you planning to give me a job?"

  Charles was stunned for a moment, but Mora quickly continued:

   "That's right, if you are willing to join, there will be a fixed subsidy you can get!"

   "A little advance payment?"

  Sean smiled slyly and went to the cashier without paying. Charles reacted much faster this time, and paid for two bags of ingredients that were less than twenty dollars.

  The young Mr. Cassidy looked at the professor who really paid the bill in surprise, and regretted not taking more.

   "It just so happens that my mother is urging me to find a job recently. It sounds like you are still government employees. When can I go to work? Contract system or formal establishment? Do you have dental insurance?"

  This young man with a strange personality doesn't even care why he is looking for him, what job he needs, and only cares about personal treatment.

  Charles and Moura spent a long time talking, and even promised some conditions that did not exist without authorization. Finally, when they returned to the car, he breathed a sigh of relief. This was a good start.

   But the next three or four contact targets made the two of Charles extremely frustrated.

  Most of them try their best to hide their mutant characteristics, and they are extremely disgusted when they hear about participating in so-called government research projects.

  After Mora told a woman as stout as a meat mountain that the abnormal obesity on her body was a genetic mutation, she was finally driven out of the house by plates and unfinished pies.

   "How about trying the last one today?"

Charles asked tentatively while helping Mora clean up the pie crumbs from her hair. When the lady who almost filled the whole room threw the plate in her hand hysterically, he decisively stopped her , but still splashed some on Mora.

Detective Mark Taggart didn't care about this little thing. After all, she was a senior investigator of the CIA. She had experienced all kinds of environments and hardships. She patted her pants, picked up her notebook, and looked for the nearest option. .

   Under the name, a thick red line was drawn. Charles leaned forward to look, and said cautiously:

   "Are you sure it's him? This young man is in a prison. When I saw his vision, it was a high-security solitary confinement room."

   "I checked his information, he is not a bad guy, he should have been charged with arson because he couldn't control his power, and we can see him easily with our authority."

  Molla nodded affirmatively, and lightly read the name circled in red and marked with eye-catching star symbols.

   "Alex Summers, he looks handsome, the typical lovable captain of the school football team."

Ruiwen and Emma sat in the back of the limousine, looked at a photo of the prison information, and couldn't help saying aloud. When Asazo, who was sitting opposite, bundled up his tail, he put down the wine glass in his hand, and said Come over and watch.

  The young Miss Raven had a very high starting point in her first job, and was invited by Emma to join the special talent department of Howlett Group.

This newly established department is based on the investigation department established by James to search for abnormal people and incidents. In addition to laying out a large number of schools, hospitals, and welfare homes for special groups from the social foundation level, it is targeted contact with suspected A mutant with outstanding abilities.

Nowadays, the size of mutants is still very limited, and most of them are Epsilon and Delta class, so there is no need for special attention, but according to intelligence and data, this person named Alex Summers Young man, the strength is quite impressive.

   Rikers Island Prison is located on a small island in the East River, New York, between Queens and the Bronx, near LaGuardia Airport. It is the largest prison in New York.

It has a large number of prison cells, more than 10,000 people are imprisoned. The interior of the prison is divided into about ten cells to separate prisoners of different genders and ages. Many low-risk prisoners need dozens of people to be in the same room. The largest number There are even rooms with up to fifty beds.

  But in every solitary prison, there are the most vicious and dangerous prisoners. Alex, who is wearing orange prison uniform trousers and a white vest, does not have the usual appearance of a heavy prisoner here.

  He is clean, not very tall, but very strong, with a clear outline and deep facial features, with dirty golden hair, lying on the bed bored, full of confusion about the rest of his life.

   "Miss, please be careful, this kid is very weird, he is the only one who volunteered to be locked up alone in this heavy prison, because it is almost equivalent to a closed room, and few people can stay for a long time."

  Alex listened to the courteous voice of the prison guard at the door, sat up, and watched as the heavy alloy door opened, a beautiful and tall young woman stepped in, followed by a medium-sized, sweet-looking girl.

   "I heard that you are good at destroying?"

  Emma raised her eyebrows, she had already seen in her mind that this handsome young man was radiating crimson light all over his body, blasting a warehouse into pieces in an instant.

  The kind of turbulent and bursting energy intensity, James will definitely like it.

  (end of this chapter)