American comic: Wanda starts off strong, becoming a hundred times stronger.

Full of disbelief.

What did he hear!

Is this still Lynn?

Is he still that same boy with overwhelming killing intent who single-handedly killed Kingpin, the emperor of the underworld?

Lynn did not explain.

After all, there's no point in wasting words on someone who's about to die.

Chapter Sixty: What? You want to marry Gwen to me? She's only fourteen!

"Heh, Luther, someone like you doesn't deserve to join the Avengers!"

As they passed Caesar, disdainful voices rang out again.

only.

This time, he lowered his voice so that only Lynn could hear him.

"So it was jealousy, huh? What a shameful thing."

Lynn gave a cold smile and retorted indifferently.

They both lowered their voices, so only the two of them could hear them.

“Fuck.” Caesar’s face turned unusually grim.

Having lived this long, and with my father being a member of parliament.

No one has ever dared to speak to him like that.

"Just you wait, I'll let everyone know that you're a coward, a piece of trash."

"He doesn't deserve to be a member of the Avengers!"

The so-called meeting.

There wasn't much content to it; it was just Caesar deliberately trying to annoy Lynn.

Let him make an extra trip during his vacation.

"Lynn, how can you tolerate this!" In the office, George's chest heaved with anger.

"That bastard is bullying us!"

"It's nothing, why bother arguing with a dead man?" Lynn cracked his fingers, speaking nonchalantly.

George's lips twitched.

I understand what the boy in front of me is thinking.

"You really want to take action?"

"Ok!"

"His father is a member of parliament."

"Oh!"

"When you do something, do it cleanly."

"it is good."

Lynn nodded.

What annoys him the most.

They're the kind of leaders who think they're so great, and who use any power they have to make things difficult for others.

In my past life, I had no choice but to be an ordinary person who could only endure being bullied.

Even after time-traveling, you still get bullied!

joke!

Don't tell me he's the deputy director of the Sentinel Special Operations Unit.

Even if his father is a member of parliament, he can still be killed if you push him too far.

However, in a society governed by the rule of law.

This kind of thing cannot be done openly and honestly.

After all, he is not yet qualified to challenge the laws of the entire United States.

Everything will have to wait until nightfall.

On a dark and windy night, people are killing people and setting fires.

The two stayed in the office for a while longer before being called out.

Caesar's assigned task was to patrol the streets.

They claimed it was to check if there were any mutants on the road.

“Fuck! It’s so cold outside. Mutants aren’t crazy. Why would they go out on the street and wait to get arrested?” George cursed.

"Heh, they're just deliberately trying to disgust me, wanting me to freeze." Lynn knew exactly what was going on.

"I really don't understand why this bitch is targeting you." George grumbled as he put on his trench coat.

"Jealous, aren't you?" Lynn turned her head and asked in surprise, "Why are you getting dressed? You're not going out."

“I’ll come with you. It’ll be good for us to talk and see if we can settle things with Gwen,” George said.

The two then left the police station and walked onto the street.

“Gwen is only fourteen.” Lynn was somewhat taken aback.

“We’ll hold the wedding on the sixteenth,” George said, rubbing his hands together.

"Are you sick?" Lynn had never seen her push her daughter away like this before.

“I’ve figured it out too. Gwen will be yours sooner or later, so I might as well end it sooner and cut off the other women’s hearts as well,” George said.

As he said this, he glanced at Lynn.

"Don't think I didn't know about the restaurant assault incident last time."

"Just one thing: after you get married, don't mess around."

Old fox.

My heart is as clear as a mirror.

Lynn cursed.

"But now that you know, why did you still make Gwen marry me?" Lynn was genuinely puzzled.

She encountered her future son-in-law having an affair with a young woman and even pushing her daughter into a pit of fire.

“In this world, besides me and Helen, no one loves Gwen more than you.” George took out a cigarette and took a puff.

"Besides, who doesn't have a story before they get married?"

Lynn blinked and asked with a smile, "Tell me about it, let me see what you've got."

"Get lost! You brat, don't try to trick me into talking." George raised his hand, as if to hit him.

"Let's go, come to my house and sit for a while,"

"Chief! Brother Lynn, we've caught the mutant!" Rookie cop Jack ran over from a distance, shouting loudly.

"It's at 13 Bran Road, Queens."

"Are you sure this is the address?" Lynn was taken aback.

Isn't this the fat chef's address?

Could it be that some mutants have escaped there?

I don't know why, but I feel a little uneasy.

“Let’s go take a look. I’ve never seen what a mutant looks like before.” George got into the police car.

He spoke with some excitement.

"Lynn, what are you daydreaming about? Get in the car."

"I'm going to make a phone call," Lynn waved.

I dialed the fat chef's number.

No one answered.

He typed it several times.

Still no one answered.

The unease in my heart intensified.

Could something really have happened?