Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

Magneto was very familiar with Xiang Qiang and indeed "valued" him very much. That unexpected shot at the foot of the Statue of Liberty was something Magneto would never forget.

At this moment, looking at Qian Qian who was talking to him casually, Magneto felt vaguely that the position of his left shoulder began to hurt again.

"I just said it;" he pointed forward in the direction of the next door, "Since that little boy is no longer here, you don't need to waste any more time. I suggest that after you leave here, go to x college and have a good talk with the professor.

Let’s talk.”

Magneto frowned: "What did Charles tell you, and what crazy ideas does he have?"

"Whimsical? Maybe a little bit. But the idea was not his, but mine." When facing Magneto, Qian Qian always felt like he was so full that he didn't know where to start.

"Your attention? You are an ordinary person, but you want to give advice to us mutants?"

"You know, I have studied the history of you and the professor very deeply over the past few decades. Do you know how I feel after reading the information?" Qianqian had a mocking expression on his face, "I think you are basically doing it.

Playing house, haven’t you had enough of this childish game today?”

Magneto said angrily: "Not only do you want to humiliate us, you also want to humiliate the career we have worked for our entire lives. Don't forget, this is also Charles' career."

"Yes, yes, your career. I want to confirm, is the career you mentioned fighting for the future for mutants?" He glanced forward at the main console, and the copy program had just reached 60%; he felt that there was still more

Have time to chat more.

Magneto corrected his statement without hesitation: "We are not fighting for the future, we are the future. Mutants are the future of mankind, and we represent the next stage of human evolution."

"Hahaha..." Qiang Xiang laughed unabashedly, "The German Nazis killed your parents and relatives in the name of eliminating inferior ethnic groups, and now you treat all ordinary people as inferior people to be eliminated - you

I really learned a lot in the Nazi concentration camp!"

"Those things that don't kill you not only make you stronger, but also turn you into their kind."

Magneto didn't speak, but Pyro John beside him couldn't help it: "Enough of your nonsense!"

Before he finished speaking, a ball of hot flames rose from the palm of his hand, spiraling like a fire dragon and rushing forward.

As soon as the fire man opened his mouth, he was already on guard when he moved forward. Facing the incoming fire dragon, he raised his hand with a sneer, and the muzzle of the P226 in his hand was slightly tilted.

"Snapped"

There was a gunshot, and the fire dragons scattered instantly. Pyro John sat down on the ground with his right hand and screamed. The shot that came later accurately shattered the igniter hidden in the sleeve of his right wrist, and then the bullets continued

It shot through the forearm, and a pool of blood burst out from the wounds on both sides of the arm.

Magneto turned a deaf ear to Pyro's screams. He only glanced at his horse, and then stared at the very familiar P226 pistol in his hand, the corners of his eyes twitching involuntarily.

The forward movement was very fast. After a gunshot, the muzzle of the gun immediately turned back to Magneto, preventing the other party from taking the opportunity to take action.

"Mr. Magneto, what can I say? Look at these men of yours. Apart from violence, do they have anything else in their minds? Even if you fill their skulls with tofu, it will be worse than now.

Is it so strong? How do you teach your children?"

Before Magneto could answer, his venomous tongue turned to the wailing Pyro John: "Kid, listen to my advice, if you can, go back to school. Look at how you look now, you are as childish as a kid who got

Kindergarten children who use lighters as toys just light fires everywhere to show off."

He continued to stimulate this unlucky child who could only play with fire, spitting venom quickly from his mouth, completely ignoring the hateful eyes of the other party who wanted to eat him alive.

"You know, in my country, there is a mutant with similar fire control abilities. He was about the same age as you when he awakened. Do you know what he did after he awakened - he went to college."

"In order to make better use of his fire control ability, he deliberately chose the metallurgical major; as soon as he graduated, he entered the metal materials laboratory under my name and was promoted to deputy chief engineer in just two years. His mutant ability can help experiments every year

The laboratory saves tens of millions of experimental funds, and I give him a seven-figure annual salary every year."

"By the way, just last year, he married his girlfriend, and last month their family had a lovely daughter. In your American terms, he is a respectable and decent person."

"And you, John? What have people said about you since you left school and followed Magneto?"

"Thug? Arsonist? Terrorist?" Qiang Xiang mocked the young man who had lost the ability to fight back. "Do you think such a title is cool and can be regarded as your lifelong pursuit?"

The more Pyro John listened, the more angry he became, and the redder his face turned. The more Magneto listened, the darker his face became.

"That's enough, James." Lao Wan shouted angrily, "You won this round, but the mutants will one day win. If you insist on standing opposite us, I swear, you will one day end up with this."

regrettable."

"I am happy to wait for that day, but please hurry up; after all, even if I am willing to wait, you may not be old enough to wait for that day."

Just as the two people were about to continue arguing, another person suddenly barged in.

"Hey, guys!" A mutant with a popular face came in, "Time is urgent, this is not the time to quarrel."

"Get out!" Magneto turned his head and shouted angrily.

The other party sighed helplessly: "Eric, when will you change your bad temper?"

As the person spoke, his appearance and clothes changed at the same time; including his voice, which was deep at the beginning, became soft. When the words settled, the person standing at the door had turned into a blue man.

Colored elf.

"Riven!"

"Ruiwen..."

Qianqian and Magneto, two voices, one of surprise and one of vicissitudes of life.

"I just came from the coast. A large number of marines have gathered in the city. They have dispersed the mutants who stayed on the other side. They will land on the island soon." Mystique brought a counterattack to Magneto.

Not good news.

Magneto sighed in frustration: "I'm destined to come back in vain today, right?"

"Stop it, Eric, there's no need to kill anymore, it's completely meaningless - the child is no longer here." Raven advised.

Magneto said no more and walked out the door reluctantly.

He suddenly shouted forward: "Hey, I still suggest you find a chance to talk to the professor."

Magneto looked back indifferently and looked forward. After seeing Raven's hopeful eyes, he nodded with difficulty and pushed the door open.

As soon as Magneto left, Pyro John also did not dare to show off his strength. He could only endure the pain and staggered to follow Magneto and left in a hurry.

Pyro Man only has the ability to control fire but cannot create fire. Without the lighter in his wrist, he may not be able to deal with an ordinary policeman at the moment.

Magneto's departure also means that the war on Alcatraz Island will eventually subside. After a radical riot, mutants will have to face the consequences.