MTL - Marvel Reverses Wolverine-Chapter 233 The fuse that will be ignited

  Chapter 233 The fuse that will be ignited

  Spring has just passed, and the days before the heat of summer are the most comfortable and pleasant time of the year.

  Wolf Mountain Town and the surrounding plains and valleys are almost filled with blue, and even the old house of the Howlett family is covered by countless creepers, wisterias, and various thorns and shrubs to form a "furry" castle.

  The early morning sun just rose a little higher, hitting obliquely on the semicircular balcony floating from the main building of the old house.

James Howlett pushed open the floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the sunny side of the bedroom, casually dressed in a black and red striped silk cigar gown, stood on the balcony, rubbed the flames with two fingers, and smacked the cigar leisurely. .

  On the school field on a **** far away, a group of young wolves have already started today's training.

In the imagination, the young men practicing hand-to-hand combat skills in this isolated ancient family territory should use various boulders or primitive tools made of rolling wood to hammer and beat their bodies, so as to reflect the mysterious and simple The breath of desolation.

But on the huge practice field paved with bluestone, a dark alloy platform raised from the ground is exposed by the turned up bricks and stones, on which are placed various metal fist targets, pillars, and all kinds of weapons that can test the destructive power. Boxing and body training equipment.

  Even this training ground can open a certain level of gravity field, allowing trainers to feel the ubiquitous pressure. Compared with the crude conditions of James's first practice in the underground palace, it is much more advanced.

  James leaned on the stone railing with both hands, looked at the young people on the training ground who were preparing to compete, felt two plump and greasy touches from his back, and lightly patted Emma's arm around his waist.

   "I woke you up, go to rest for a while, I haven't slept much all night."

  Mrs. White Queen was wrapped in a black nightgown embroidered with silver thread. The white as snow skin and the soft and fitting black robe formed a dazzling contrast.

  The hem of the clothes just barely covered the upturned buttocks, and the slender thighs were weak and limp. The whole person lay on James' back, and murmured lazily:

   "Look at who~ My physique is not bad. James."

  Emma raised her head and got in front of her husband, leaning against James' broad and strong chest, her eyes were as clear and bright as sapphires, and her red lips, which were as delicate as roses without makeup, trembled slightly.

  “.I still want to work harder and want to have another son, do you think it’s okay? The twins that Magda found out this time are a son and a daughter!”

After so many years, Emma's figure has become more and more bumpy and full of the charm of a mature woman. Her beautiful and exquisite facial features are still the same as that elegant and young girl back then, but the wisdom and sharpness in her eyes that have gone through the years make people It's hard to figure out her age.

  James grinned, stroking Emma's flat and firm belly, and his low and magnetic words were somewhat helpless.

   "Dr. Erskine has studied my genes and yours back then. How can I say that it is not easy for the two of us to have Laura. Hehe, I might never want to have children if it were someone else."

"Well, have you thought about changing to someone else? Do you really want to try being an 'emperor' and experience the lives of a few more wives? Hmph, I know you must be so interested in oriental culture for other purposes! "

  Emma raised her slender eyebrows and teased angrily. The two joked for a while. James lowered his head and buried himself in his wife's thick golden hair, sniffing deeply the elegant fragrance of water lilies on her body.

".You are the 'White Queen' of the Big Three mutants. Hehe, where can we find a woman who is more powerful than Mrs. Let's do our best. Anyway, there is plenty of time. According to the legend of the Aesir, Odin lives Thousands of years old but only two sons."

  On the training ground in the distance, "Angel" Warren has a pair of huge wings on his back so conspicuous, but he is not very optimistic about the actual combat situation.

   "After all, it's the student you looked up to since childhood, don't you feel bad?"

  James whispered next to Emma's ear, and the two watched as Warren was grabbed by the wings by a young man with wild red-brown hair, twisted and smashed to the ground, and kicked a few meters away.

"This is the path Warren chose himself. No one can help him smooth out the thorns on the road. But...you've almost survived the 'boil the eagle'. You should point him out. This child is because of your admiration. Just got here."

   "Well, don't you feel distressed?"

  James shook his head lightly with a smile. He focused his eyes on Warren's opponent. The young man with wild hair like a lion's "beast-shaped" boxing had already reached the level of dark strength.

  Although he tortured the little angel from the beginning to the end, he still kept his hands, and did not really seriously injure Warren with the penetrating force.

   "I originally wanted to wait for him to really arouse the viciousness in the competition before teaching him. Now that Madam has spoken—huh?"

   "Ho-ah!"

   Bang!

  The young man with messy hair had claw-shaped hands, and he clamped Warren's wings from behind.

The young man looked at his opponent with a sneer, struggling impotently and furiously like a little rooster whose wings had been grabbed, and just wanted to tease him a few words, but saw that this pink-haired and jade-faced boy ignored the pinned wings and looked up. Turning back, one footprint landed in the middle of the open chest of the young man with messy hair.

Warren Worthington's almost crazy movements broke the wing bones of both wings, and the sternum of the opponent who turned over and kicked was slightly shattered. Spit it out.

"stop!"

With a thunderous roar, the young wolf coach Hall Wood, who was like a two-meter-high iron tower, terminated the fight. Even in the daily training with a high injury rate in the wolf pack team, it is rare to fight to this point. .

The winter wolf soldier Wood, who met "Shock Wave" Alex Summers at the academy and gave Scott an original vibrating dagger, has resigned from "Order Whip" and returned to the family in the past two years Lao Zhai acts as a boxing instructor and is responsible for the daily training of these little wolf cubs.

  He walked slowly between the two of them, glanced at the young man with messy hair and didn't pay much attention, but both of Warren's wings were crookedly drooping, and the other right wing, which was still intact, stopped flapping.

Wearing a linen gray training suit, big beads of sweat dripped from Warren's face. There were four or five scars and bruises on his arms and chest. There is also a slender slit of seven or eight centimeters from the cheekbone to the chin, which is completely disfigured.

Compared with more than three months ago, Warren is much stronger and more capable. The pain of his broken wings is reflected on his twitching cheeks. Color eyes are still fixed on the opponent.

  Coach Hall Wood twisted his tiger eyes strangely. He rubbed his chin in thought, and felt more and more pleasing to the eyes of this spoiled kid. He nodded and shouted:

   "Okay, it's still on the head! Go, each go down to find a doctor."

   "Intuit!"

  The young man with messy hair also stared at Warren, vomited a ball of blood red, and went down clutching his chest. Warren habitually glanced proudly at his surroundings, but the next moment he figured it out, his expression turned extremely depressed.

   "Three points of evil spirit have been cultivated, yes, no more, no less."

  James nodded in satisfaction, seeing that although Warren's fight was reckless, the fierceness with which he folded his wings was the vigor that a real fighter should have.

   Before he could make another comment, Emma turned around with widened eyes, complaining distressedly:

   "It's not bad. The child's wings are weird and can't heal normally, and now both sides are useless! I hoped that you could find a way for him, but he ran over and was beaten for several months, so he couldn't fly at all."

Many children in the "Chaoying Academy" came to the academy to live and study after awakening at the age of six or seven. Emma watched them grow up for more than ten years, and each of them was treated by the White Queen as her own children. Seeing Warren like this, she was really anxious.

"Ahem, isn't it just a second mutation? Even if you are unlucky and fail to regenerate a pair of wings after the mutation, you can still fly if you practice the killing technique to a certain level. At the very least, you can build him a pair of mechanical wings! "

"Hmph, it's so easy for you to fly. There are a few of you who can have as much vitality as you and Laura. Steve and Bucky are just barely able to glide through the air. What's the difference."

   James patted his wife on the back, inexplicably resolutely comforting:

   "Don't worry, he will find his own, real wings."

   Beware!

  James stabbed out violently, the tip of his right palm slightly raised, and one arm fluctuated strangely up and down, trembling the air to form a wing-shaped ripple.

   Didn't use any evil energy or life energy, just flicked it out with unique strength, arousing an eagle-like hiss in the air.

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   "You're not going to take part in the first test flight tomorrow?"

  It was also when the sun was rising, and in the special jurisdiction office of the "Pegasus Project" at Edwards Air Force Base, Dr. Wendy Lawson looked at Carol Danvers with a smile and looked at the surprise on his face, and sat on the chair and said calmly:

   "Yes, I'm going back to my hometown in Ohio. I have some important personal matters to deal with. I'm sorry, but I can't see you flying the 'Light Speed ​​Engine' for the first time."

  Pilot Captain Danforth, who was in charge of tomorrow's test flight, sat down very disappointed. She took a breath, adjusted her emotions and nodded slowly.

  Across the desk, Dr. Lawson grinned unnaturally, fumbled for the coffee cup on the table and took a couple of sips. After thinking about it, he encouraged him:

"Don't be nervous Carol, it's just a preliminary test, and there won't be any problems for you. All the researchers, including Mr. Stark and Dr. McCoy, will contact you in real time at the ground base. In two days, I will I will be back, and there will be a lot of tests that we can complete together."

  Carol Danvers pondered for a moment, then grinned heartily. She has been a bit boyish since she was a child. Although she is not beautiful, she has a good personality and is extremely resistant to frustration.

Lawson was very optimistic about Carol from the beginning of the selection of test pilots. Her performance was not outstanding at the beginning, but she could always catch up with the current in the subsequent training, and finally became an epoch-making "light speed engine" test pilot. member.

   Maybe it's more that she sees the shadow of her youth in Carol.

   "Don't worry, Dr. Lawson! I will complete the mission well. As you said, this is just an initial test flight. You must accompany me for the follow-up high-power propulsion test flight."

  Seeing Carol stretching out his hand carelessly to him, Dr. Lawson held it hesitantly after half a beat, and the two shook hands tightly as if they had agreed.

  Until Carol Danvers left the office, Ma Will still sat there for a long time without getting up. She slowly opened the drawer, took out a blue metal box and put it on the table.

   There is a pair of shining gold cylindrical wrist guards, which are no more than ten centimeters long, but just enough to cover the wrist and the front of the forearm, and it is not very heavy.

  But when her fingertips lightly touched the wristband, countless fine gold and silver threads flickered and floated up, forming the brand of a bright star in the center of the wristband.

Ma Well solemnly picked up the pair of technological crystallizations of the Cree Empire from the box one by one. After putting on her forearm, the size of the wristband, which was still a little big, automatically adjusted its size to match her wrist. An incredible fit.

She finally stood up, and when her arms were lightly clasped, a light golden force field spread from her body, her short silver-gray hair exploded for a moment, and even her slightly wrinkled face looked more than ten years younger .

The whole figure seemed to be covered with a layer of radiance, and it looked radiant, and then all the abnormalities were suppressed, and even the "negative quantum ring" that was shining with dazzling light became dim and ordinary again, which was pulled by Ma Well. Covered by jacket sleeves.

  “.It’s just an item that has nothing to do with the safety of the earth. I’m a Kree after all.”

  The originally intellectual and gentle "Dr. Wendy Lawson" suddenly changed his temperament, raised his brows sharply, and finally changed back to the operation captain of the Cree Empire.

  Nothing can hinder Captain Ma-Vell's determination!

  Early the next morning, Hank McCoy took several researchers to arrange monitoring equipment at the ground base where the flight test was taking place. He held up the exquisite gold-rimmed glasses frame, tilted his head and said to Howard Stark in a muffled voice:

   "Dr. Lawson actually missed the first test. Have you heard about the situation in her family?"

  Mr. Stark is very energetic today. He rubbed his palms and explained casually while swinging the instrument.

"The relationship between her and her father who lives alone has always been tense, which seems to be related to her obsession with reading and scientific knowledge since she was a child. You also know that in Ohio, most of the workers are blue-collar workers, and it is not easy to afford college tuition. Dr. Lawson's schooling journey has been It's rough."

   "The Beast" was stunned for a moment, and nodded with great understanding. He also gave up continuing his studies in order to work earlier to earn money, so he joined the CIA's weapons development department very early.

   "Then. Mr. Stark, get ready to start!"

   Today is a bit better. In the afternoon, I lie on the bed holding the computer and stop writing as much as possible. Thank you for your understanding during the recent period. The status of the disk will be updated if it is OK. If it is not good, stop for a while, and no longer ask for leave alone.

   It is estimated that my constant repetition has something to do with sweating during training and taking a hot bath that day.

  (end of this chapter)