Sun God Marvel Chapter 168: Wanted for life.

? Charles finally did not save the little mischief, she left the school very resolutely. Many students left with her. Except for two cowardly characters, most people did not follow the professor's persuasion.

In the face of their own future, these people still choose a path that looks brighter. Charles's set is too depressing for these young people. They would rather go to the wider sky to take a fight, than hide in a cage for the rest of their lives because of a little bit of wind, frost, rain and snow. Young people always like to fight, no one can change this.

Looking at the group of young children getting on the shuttle bus leading to the city in batches, Charles slowly loosened his hands holding the handrails. In the end, he didn't use his ability to change. The will of these children. So he can only watch these children leave.

He is a square, principled person. And because of these, he can always be calculated by people. It's not that he lacks wisdom, but that he sticks to his principles too much. He has suffered enough, and it seems that he will continue to eat.

The little mischievous group was divided into two groups. One group got on the train to Radiance City. Through the arrangement of Zhou Yi, there will be special personnel to receive them, so there is no need to worry about any troubles on the road.

The other wave came to the New York Municipal Police Headquarters together. They took the order signed by Chief George Stacy and came to the reception of the police station in the weird eyes of a group of policemen.

At this moment, Stacy is in a state of being burnt out.

As a superhero became famous, more and more guys appeared in New York, the most chaotic place of law and order, and acted as superheroes. Among these people are ordinary people full of fantasy, and some are guys with real superpowers.

But for these guys, Stacy is not very welcome. Because these people are smashing the jobs of their policemen. They did not have the identity of the police, but instead of the police performed their functions, and still used the most violent methods.

This is the way that Stacy looks down the most. You must know that even the original Dawn Knight wanted to fight for justice and maintain peace after ventilating with him. No matter from which point of view, Dawn Knight can be regarded as sufficient for the police. And who do these people think they are?

One by one, all the mischievous behaviors, all over the world in the name of chivalrous righteousness, not only interfered with the normal actions of the police, but even caused many unnecessary losses in some cases. Sometimes Stacy has an impulse to concentrate police on arresting one or two extremists back.

But he also knew that this was impossible. After all, the police were ordinary people, and it was really impossible to deal with these extraordinary non-human beings. And even if it succeeds, I am afraid that it will lose a lot of manpower. The Stacy, who has always loved his subordinates, can't do this kind of behavior that ignores his subordinates' lives on impulse.

But there are some things that should be done. Stacy thought for a while and signed a wanted order. The title "Spider-Man" is clearly written on the column of the wanted order name.

"Brad, give this wanted order down. Be fast, I want the entire New York people to know that this **** is wanted." Stacy greeted a young policeman with the wanted order in his hand. Tucked directly into his arms.

The policeman named Brad glanced at the wanted warrant in his hand, glanced at his immediate boss with some surprise, and asked.

"Head, is it a bit too much. How Spider-Man said it helped us a lot!"

"I didn't ask him to help us!" Stacy waved his hand in annoyance, interrupting the little policeman.

"This little bug is of no use except for swinging around, because many of our large-scale actions were exposed in advance. This made me scolded in blood, and I can only bear it. Please listen carefully to me and don’t sympathize with this guy. Because of this little bug, people now look at us policemen who want to see dumb guys. If you don’t want to be unemployed, just listen to me honestly."

"Well, you're the chief, I'll listen to you." It's about his job, and Brad doesn't have the idleness to sympathize with Spider-Man. He took the wanted warrant and walked in the direction of the communication room. And Stacy watched him leave, thinking about how to deal with other guys who appeared again.

Spider-Man is a soft persimmon, he deals with ordinary small characters, and the methods are also very weak, and it is the most vicious method to stun. So although Stacy doesn't like him, but it won't spend a lot of time to deal with him.

But some other characters cannot be treated like this, such as the Punisher. This fierce guy usually hits to the death as long as he catches the criminal, it is good luck if he can't be killed. When the police went to the end, most of them would only receive a group of dead people.

If Stacy is disgusted by infringing on the police's functions, then the punisher's direct deprivation of the lives of others without trial will only make him hate. He had wanted to arrest this lunatic more than once, but he had escaped from the net every time. The punisher's professionalism in anti-tracking and investigation left him, an old policeman, somewhat helpless.

He was still having a headache, and the phone on his desk suddenly rang.

"It's me, what's the matter?" Stacy didn't care much about his tone because it was an insider. Having been a police officer for so many years, let alone anything else, at least these great guys are absolutely convinced of him, and they won't make any trouble.

"Head, a group of children are coming to you, and they have an agreement signed by you!"

"Child, what child?" Hearing this, Stacy was suddenly confused. He really didn't remember what agreement he had signed about the child.

"It is a student of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. They said it was an agreement regarding your press conference scheduled in two days."

When I heard this, Stacy remembered the origin of these students. He cheered up quickly and ordered.

"Let them in, and also. Don't let those reporters find them."

"Got it, head." The receptionist of the police station hung up and said to the restrained group of students in front of him. "You can go in now, turn right along the stairs, the innermost one on the second floor. Also, the chief has a bad temper recently, you better be careful."

"Thank you, sir!" Little naughty smiled, and led a group of his classmates into it. Because of her performance in front of Charles, Little Naughty has now become the leader of this group of students who go out to make a living, which is something she didn't expect at the beginning. However, she is not disgusted.

When Stacy passed the air in advance, the little mischievous group was soon led by the police to the office of Stacy, and at the first glance of this group of students, Stacy's eyebrows wrinkled.

"Are you the group of students sent by Mister Zhou Yi?"

His questioning was very choking, because he didn't care that his doubts about them were discovered by these students. He doubts these little guys, he is not optimistic at all about whether they can take on the tasks agreed upon between him and Zhou Yi.

"What you see is correct, we are the person designated by Mister Zhou Yi." Little mischievous answered Stacy. As a Mutants, she was already prepared to be discriminated against, so the bad tone of Stacy is not Have any trouble for her.

"Seriously, little guys. I am not optimistic about you, I am not optimistic about you at all. You are too young, probably like my kids in high school. These things are too dangerous for you. So , I hope you will go back and replace them with a group of older, more mature and more capable people. Do you understand?"

Stacy knocked on the table and picked up a cup of freshly brewed coffee. As soon as he poured coffee into his mouth, he vomited out embarrassedly. Because the coffee was so hot, his tongue was scorched with blisters.

He quickly put the coffee on the table, took out a handkerchief and wiped the stains on his body.

People are always impatient when looking at everything when they are embarrassed. He looked at the students who were still standing there and waved his hand.

"Go, I will convey what I mean to Mister Zhou Yi. Don't worry that he will blame you."

"Mr. Secretary, I think you may not understand the use of our abilities. Isn't it a bit too hasty to let us leave." The little naughty held the table and looked into Stacy's eyes. "We will not disappoint you and Zhou Yi, as long as you give us a chance. Mr. Director."

Looking at the serious eyes of the little mischievous group, Stacy sighed.

"Well, I only give you five minutes. Just show me your abilities here. If your abilities satisfy me, I will consider the agreement."

"Thank you, sir. We promise not to disappoint you."

The little naughty bowed deeply, and then directly fished Bobby behind him. At the same time signaled to him, let him do something.

The old solid Bobby scratched his head for a moment, then gently touched the Stacy coffee with his fingertips. In an instant, a layer of **** frost appeared on the surface of the hot coffee, and then a thin layer of ice condensed on it.

At this time, he quickly withdrew his hand~IndoMTL.com~ he touched his head and said, "It shouldn't be hot this time, sir!"

Stacy reached out and touched the wall of the cup. At this time, he didn't have any other touch except for the bitter cold. He glanced at the dull young man and said.

"Young man, the coffee is too cold. But you have a beautiful hand. Is there any other use besides it?"

"I can make ice out of thin air anywhere, any place. Just like this! Of course, if you want a bigger one, there is no problem."

Bobby put his five fingers together and rubbed it for a while, and immediately an iced coffee cup appeared in front of Stacy. He fiddled with the cup shyly. Said.

"Under normal circumstances, it will not melt."

"Generally speaking?" Stacy held up the cup, and he found that except for a little bit colder, the ice sculptured cup showed no signs of melting in his hand, and even no trace of water was produced. . This made him ask curiously.

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