Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

Chapter 151 You've really excited those little guys, Mr. Matthew (Seeking monthly votes)

Matthew gave the two girls a holiday, and after some chattering, they wanted to drag Matthew along on a trip.

But Matthew refused.

It's not that he's aloof; in reality, aside from his abilities and assets, he's just a young man in his late twenties.

Having a mature mindset doesn't mean he doesn't like crowds.

He also likes to play.

It's just that the way we play is a little different.

But today he brought two girls to New York, not only to let them experience real combat, but also to take the opportunity to visit Xavier's Teen Mutant School.

The goal, of course, is to reach the unknown dimension that Laser-Eye Scott's eyes connect to.

Matthew had visited the mutant school before, so his visit to the school went much more smoothly.

However, he was visiting as a guest, so he drove there.

Unlike at the beginning, Matthew's wealth can no longer be described as merely rich.

Getting a car isn't a big deal.

In fact, he owns mansions and estates in almost every country and city around the world.

It can only be said that Hydra's wealth, combined with Drake's, grew incredibly fast.

Matthew drove a 1970 Dodge Warrior.

Pure muscle car.

The matte black Dodge American muscle car, with its wide body, bulging hood, and deep roar of the V8 engine, is the most imposing street beast on the streets of New York.

Matthew isn't a car enthusiast, but being able to drive a luxury car is clearly a pleasure.

It's not just about status; it's also about enjoying the admiring glances from all directions while driving.

That's how young people are.

Soon, he drove to the school, a 100-hectare school transformed from a mansion. Its exterior was old and solemn, and the school was surrounded by forests and lakes, with a beautiful natural environment.

There was a large metal gate blocking the way when we arrived.

However, because he had been contacted in advance, the gate opened automatically when he arrived.

The car drove into the school.

The deep, rough roar of the engine pierced through the forest, instantly attracting many mutant students who were playing on the lawn and trails after class. A group of students turned their heads to look, their eyes filled with amazement.

"Wow, look, that's a 1970 Dodge Warrior."

"My God, this is absolutely perfect, like a top-quality steak."

"Look at those lines, that roar, it's like a honey-drizzled brownie, so captivating."

"The matte black body paired with this V8 is like the most addictive bite in an American dessert, so cool."

"Who could resist such a beast? Just hearing the engine sound is enough to send your adrenaline soaring."

The girls were fine, but the boys were truly ecstatic, wishing they could get in the car and drive this beast themselves.

Matthew parked his car on the road in front of the school building.

Many students in the distance and along the corridor gathered around, looking on with excitement and curiosity to see who had come to the school.

All the students knew very well that the school's teachers did not own this car.

They are clearly guests.

Soon the driver's side door was opened, and Matthew got out.

A heavy black crew neck T-shirt, paired with a black denim jacket, and dark gray washed straight-leg cargo jeans and black high-top retro cargo boots.

His refined features, combined with the classic American muscle car beside him, create an image that is both wild and restrained.

The girls were smitten, and the boys thought Matthew was so cool.

"Hey buddy, is this your car?"

At that moment, a boy with an arrogant expression walked over, glanced at the muscle car, and said with an envious tone.

The boy was young and looked about the same age as Matthew. He had light blond, side-parted, medium-length hair with fluffy, slightly permed hair on top and shorter hair on the sides. His bangs were swept to one side, giving him a slightly rebellious and messy look.

He wore a distressed black hooded jacket with the collar loose, a black fitted top that accentuated his sleek figure, and dark work jeans.

"Yeah, isn't he handsome?"

Matthew glanced at the boy and recognized him from his expression.

"That's so cool!" the boy exclaimed excitedly, extending his hand. "My name is John."

However, just as he reached out his hand, a gentle female voice came from the side.

"Mr. Matthew, welcome back to the school. The professor is waiting for you." With her signature burgundy shoulder-length hair and gentle demeanor, it was none other than Jean Grey, the Phoenix.

Matthew didn't rush to answer, but instead looked at the boy named John.

He extended his hand and shook it: "Matthew."

After saying that, he followed Qin into the school.

Seeing Matthew leave with Jean, the other students immediately surrounded Dodge, taking out their phones to film and discuss the situation.

John, however, seemed lost in thought as he watched Matthew's retreating figure.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around John's neck.

John turned his head and saw his good friend Bobby.

"Hey buddy, what are you looking at? Can't you... huh?"

Bobby is also white, with short, choppy hair, wispy bangs, and slightly curled ends. She seems to have a very sunny personality, but when she talks about John, she makes a funny face as if to say, "Are you going to become gay?"

It's obviously a joke.

John nudged his friend's chest with his elbow, then turned back and stared intently in the direction Matthew had gone: "I just think that guy is a bit shady."

"How can it not be simple?"

Bobby was acting strangely.

"I don't know, but I always feel a strange sense of nervousness when I'm facing him." John's expression was very serious.

He had never felt this way before.

No matter who you're facing.

Even his most respected Professor Charles was just a professor.

The boy was naturally arrogant and disrespectful to everyone, and with his ability to control fire, he was even more proud.

"Wow, this is big news."

Bobby raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, then excitedly prepared to loudly proclaim the matter, only to be grabbed tightly by the neck by John and his mouth covered.

John's threats still echoed in my ears.

"Hey, you popsicle, if you dare tell anyone, I'll burn your eyebrows off."

"Waaaaah."

Poppy felt threatened and immediately nodded obediently.

John then let go.

To John's surprise, Bobby broke free and immediately turned and ran, shouting loudly. John stood there, stunned.

"Watfuck?"

The students' noise did not prevent Matthew from meeting Professor X.

In the school principal's office, besides Professor X, there were also Wolverine Logan and Cyclops Scott.

After exchanging greetings, Charles remained seated in his wheelchair, still wearing a suit, in his classic pose.

"You really got those little guys really excited today, Mr. Matthew."

Professor X spoke first, his attitude and tone making everyone feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze.

In fact, as Professor X got older, he became more approachable in his attitude towards people.

If we ignore the possibility that he might occasionally use psychic powers to control others or read memories.

Of course, he would not choose to do this unless absolutely necessary.