Marvel reverses Wolverine

Chapter 257 A Different Qin

"Hmm. Slow down, keep your voice down, I need to answer the phone, oh! It's terrible, cough cough, it's me, what's the matter William."

Mr. President answered the phone call from Secretary of Defense William Perry, pulled his tie to try to loosen his neck, he seemed to feel that the temperature in the rotunda was very hot, and moved his buttocks with a strange expression.

After a while, listening to the urgent voice in the microphone, Mr. President suddenly opened his erratic eyes and shouted:

"What! Tell me clearly!"

The young White House intern Monica didn't know why Mr. President suddenly pushed her head away, but watched him blushing and waved his hands again and again, and didn't even give her time to help with the zipper.

Wiping the corners of her mouth in a panic, Monica smoothed her somewhat disheveled black hair, adjusted her skirt and walked out of the round hall office quickly.

Mr. President himself was the only one left in the room, but he still lowered his voice, almost yelling muffledly:
"...What is Uncertainty! Four orbital fortresses were destroyed, and something in the universe entered the atmosphere. You told me what Uncertainty is? Do those aliens have to shout their horns at the door to declare war?"

President Clinton was panting heavily. He knew that the Department of Defense was actually useless in the current world situation, but no matter how it was a decoration, there should be some limits.

It's not an exaggeration to be the president of a country revealing some real emotional state when no one else is around, not to mention that this news may mean that the war between all mankind and alien empires is about to begin.

"What did the Howlett Group say? What about that gentleman? Damn it! You want me to call and ask for a long time! Huh?"

Mr. President slammed down the phone receiver, and the "Perseverance Table" transformed from boat wood was still as stable as a rock and did not tremble. It did not know how many times it had endured such venting actions in the past century.

President Clinton took four or five deep breaths. Just as he was about to pick up the phone, he looked down and saw that the zipper of his trousers was still open.

"Hey, connect me to that line, yes, that's right, line X."

Boom, boom.

"Master, do you see the phone number of the President of the United States?"

Mr. Butler knocked twice on the open door of the study. Master Asazzo and the blue Mr. McCoy were standing in front of James' desk and talking seriously.

The butler keenly sensed that the atmosphere in the study was not right, so he could only bite the bullet and ask. Seeing James wave his hand, he ordered casually:

"If you don't answer, and any other messy calls, they will be transferred to Steve first."

The butler leaned back and closed the door at the same time. In the study, James leaned back in the chair quietly, with his fingertips touching, and asked softly:

"Apart from the energy group that destroyed the outer monitoring group and the fortress ring, didn't anything else follow in?"

The dark blue mane on the chin of "The Beast" was braided, and it seemed that Laura's technique was much more proficient.

Seeing Mr. Howlett motioning him to sit down, Hank shrank in the armchair and shook his head cautiously.

"I'm sorry sir, we... are not sure yet. After the outer orbital defense line was instantly breached by that energy body, it caused a period of detection vacuum state. Maybe something else followed and entered the earth's atmosphere, or even this group of energy body It was some kind of weapon that was fired."

Hank McCoy, as one of the heads of the family science team, immediately found the Red Devil at the "Wolf's Nest" base after receiving the alarm message, and teleported back to the old house to report the situation to James.

But even he didn't have much clue about this sudden incident.

".At that time, an experimental spaceship of the 'Cosmic Storm' project was also affected. At present, the spaceship has automatically returned to its voyage, and the four researchers are temporarily unconscious. It is certain that the nature of the energy that penetrated the outer defense line is completely different from the cosmic storm. different."

Azazzo saw that his father picked up the cigar box habitually, lit it slowly and bit it in his mouth, unlike Hank who poured half a glass of juniper berries from the wine cabinet nervously, and licked it in small mouthfuls.

"Eric has already taken people to the place where the thing disappeared last. It seems that it is only more than 100 kilometers away from the wolf's lair. Dad, do you think it is going to the Rubik's Cube?"

The sun covered James' face through the lingering smoke. He did not respond to Asazzo's guess, and after a long while he said solemnly:
"The entire army is on combat readiness, and the extraterrestrial orbital defense system needs to be repaired as soon as possible, allowing Peggy to mobilize all intelligence forces and pay attention to the situation of those researchers."

Slightly raised his chin at Asazo, the latter drank the last gulp of the amber liquid knowingly, raised his hand and opened a black-red space portal as tall as a person in the study.

Bursts of frost and snow fell on the floor of the study through the portal, and quickly turned into water stains. The opposite was a icy world, and as the portal shrank to a point, it disappeared immediately, and there was no one in the study.

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"ho"

A faint white mist spewed out from between the shiny red lips, Jean Gray seemed to be awakened by the sun in the morning, still kneeling on the ice field and raising her hand to cover the light.

She frowned and slowly rose into the air, then landed on her feet again.

The girl raised her chest and took a deep breath. She shook off her white cloak and stretched her waist. She only wore a close-fitting indigo blue training suit. She blinked her eyes curiously and looked around at the deserted, dead ice field. earth.

Seeming to have finally determined the direction, Jean Gray walked towards the location of the "wolf's lair" step by step, but the track she walked on the ice field did not leave any footprints.
Scott Summers hurriedly put on the "one"-shaped combat laser glasses, and rushed towards the exit above the base without even putting on a thick warm cloak.

He had been bored practicing in the training ground in area C just now, and only after the training ended did he know that something abnormal had happened on the ice sheet, and the Sirius Legion had all entered a state of combat readiness.

Thinking of Jean who was still practicing alone outside the base, Scott was extremely worried. Maybe at this moment he had forgotten the level of strength on Jean Gremin's face, which was only below the "Big Three".

"Isn't it - hey hey"

Little Mr. Summers, who was running wildly in the corridor, almost collided with a beautiful figure. Before he could say a word of apology, he was restrained by an invisible force and held firmly in the air.

Through the ruby-colored lenses, the familiar and beautiful face was exactly the person he was looking for.

"Qin! Thank God, you are finally back. There may be a major incident on the ice field, and the legion has entered a state of alert. I heard that His Excellency Magneto has led the team to rush there."

Scott was hanging in mid-air, talking about the worries in his heart, but until he finished speaking, Jean Gray still just hung his hands by his side, looking at himself with great interest, and there was no thought force restraining his body. untie.

"Yeah~ Got it."

puff.

With Qin's lowered eyebrows and eyes, Scott was suddenly put down unprepared, stumbled and staggered when he landed, and almost "dog eats shit" in front of Qin.

He blushed in embarrassment, and hurriedly got up, but just a second before he threw himself on the ground, Scott saw that Qin was not standing on the alloy floor tiles, but that her boots were flying three or two centimeters off the ground, one step at a time. Steps are always suspended in mid-air.

Scott twitched his Adam's apple subconsciously. He guessed that Qin must have made great progress in his practice during this period.

Although Qin Gray's power has always been unfathomable, it is said that only a few high-level family members have seen the true strength with their own eyes.

But just now, her powerful telekinetic control without any gesture assistance, and her natural state of walking in the "air" like this, has made a lot of progress compared to before.

The girl just responded lightly and then ignored Scott, and walked leisurely towards the dormitory next to her. The indescribable difference between words and actions, but the swaying and charming gait left Scott dumbfounded. He stared blankly.

He frowned strangely, but followed up uneasy.

"Qin, are you okay? You don't look too good."

This corridor was originally the accommodation area for the legionnaires, and the two arrived at the door of Qin's room within a few steps.

"Is it okay? Of course it's good, it's great, um... It's just that the clothes are too ugly!"

Swish!
The metal door scanned Qin's identity and quickly opened it. She looked down at the standard training uniform that wrapped her body dissatisfied, and didn't mind Scott Summers standing at the door, taking off while walking into the room. He lifted his coat.

"cough cough"

Just a glimpse of the pretty standing back, Scott coughed again and again and turned his head away in embarrassment, standing at the door either advancing or retreating.

He pretended to be full of curiosity about the cold door frame, listening to the faint sounds of clothes falling and rummaging through drawers in the room, even the shielding glasses on his head became hot from the high power.

Hiss, hiss.
With several harsh tearing sounds, Jean Gray finally changed her clothes and walked to the door, ignoring the messy room, looking at the dull boy like a log, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose , laughing loudly:

"Hee hee hee, this pair of glasses won't affect your vision, come on, how about showing this body for me?"

Jean Gray raised her eyebrows at Scott with winking eyes, and spun around in front of him with her hands pinching her narrow waist.

It was a tight-fitting black one-piece battle suit, but a "V" collar was torn deeply from the chest, like a phoenix spreading its wings, revealing a large piece of white and tender towering skin.

The trouser legs of the lower body were all torn off, leaving only the fabric that could cover the soft buttocks, and she stepped on a pair of knee-high boots, showing off all the beautiful curves.

"Gudong!"

Swallowing heavily, Scott opened his mouth wide and tried to say something, but after a long while of creaking, he still couldn't say anything.

"Oh forget it, don't talk about it, but looking at you like this, the effect should be good~"

　Chapter 2 is published during the day.

　
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