Masked Rider from Marvel World

“You can’t do it alone, that little brother really gave me a hard time.

With your temper, you might get into a fight with someone." Charles laughed.

"So what the professor means is to arrange a teammate for me?" Scott said with some anticipation.

"How about Storm coming with you?"

Scott's face fell, "Can't you change it?"

"Okay! I know Qin is your girlfriend.

You and Qin should go together! It just so happens that they have both attended Qin's lectures before." Charles said speechlessly. He was also young once, so he naturally knew what Scott was thinking.

"Thank you, Professor." Scott said happily.

559. Negotiate the conditions and join the Mutant Academy

The next morning.

There were two more people in front of Lingge's house, one was Scott and the other was Jean Grey.

Scott compared it with the photo in his hand and chuckled, “It’s right here, it’s exactly the same as in the photo, it’s hard not to recognize it.

Let's go! Let's go meet our future teammates. "

Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang, and a few seconds later, it was Ling Ge who opened the door.

He looked at the man and woman outside the door, and after a brief moment of surprise, he said politely, "Please come in, I wonder what type of photos you want to take.

Although I am an unknown person, I still have some experience in photography techniques.

The two of you came together, and judging from their relationship, they should be boyfriend and girlfriend!

Then you are really lucky, I have also taken wedding photos, and more than once."

Jean Grey was a little overwhelmed by Lingge's "Wang Po selling melons"-style sales pitch, but Scott was secretly happy in his heart. After all, he regarded Jean as his girlfriend, and being recommended wedding photos was considered an approval from "passers-by"!

"Uh, you misunderstood, we are not here to take pictures." Jean Grey said awkwardly.

"You're not here to take pictures?" Ling Ge was stunned for a moment, and his tone became colder. "Then why did you come to my house?"

"We are here to look for someone." Scott said, "I'm Scott, and this is Jean Grey.

We are here to invite Wanda and Pietro to teach on behalf of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters."

"Oh!" Ling Ge nodded thoughtfully and said with emotion: "I discussed this with them yesterday. I didn't expect you to come today. You are so efficient!"

"Can you tell me what they think?" Jean Grey asked expectantly.

"It doesn't matter what they think. What matters is whether I am willing to agree." Ling Ge said, "After all, I am the head of the family!"

"You?" Scott looked at Ling Ge deeply, his eyes full of doubt under his sunglasses.

He didn't quite understand why an ordinary person could live peacefully with two mutants, who were of a fairly high level at that.

"Why? No way?

One of them is my wife and the other is my brother-in-law, so they still have to listen to me."

The corner of Scott's mouth twitched, "So that's how it is! I was overthinking it."

"Tsk! I don't like your attitude. I really don't like it." Ling Ge curled his lips, "It's as if I'm one level lower than them in status."

"I'm sorry, the professor didn't tell me that you two had this kind of relationship." Scott said expressionlessly. Ling Ge had this kind of relationship with the two mutants, so naturally he could influence their decision.

"Humph! It seems you have great respect for your professor.

But he is not omnipotent, otherwise he would not have become disabled in both legs."

"You..." Scott was about to get angry but was stopped by Jean Grey.

"Scott, we are here to find someone, not to make an enemy." Jean Grey said softly, and then looked at Ling Ge, "Can you call them out? I think it's better to talk face to face.

And whether you agree or not, you have to understand their wishes first.”

“They do have this intention, but I don’t know much about your so-called mutant academy.

So, talk to me anyway!

I have two questions, and if you can answer them to my satisfaction I will not stop them."

"Okay." Jean Grey nodded.

"First, the first question is also a crucial one."

The four words "crucial" coupled with Ling Ge's serious expression made the two of them look serious and highly focused, preparing for the second half of Ling Ge's sentence.

“How do you calculate wages there?”

Snap! Boom!

Scott suddenly felt that he was shocked. He even carefully recalled all the conversation experiences he had when inviting students to enroll in the school in order to deal with Ling Ge's "crucial".

What's the result? This is the salary. Can you be more vulgar?

Jean Grey was a little better, but there were also a few black lines on her forehead. She calmed down a little and said, "Is this what you want to ask?"

"What else? They have never been teachers.

I usually protect them too well, and they don’t know how dangerous society is. What if you deduct their wages during the internship period? "

"Haha! Our school is not short of money. The salary is the same as that of teachers in first-class universities, and it will definitely not be delayed.

If you don’t believe me, I can write you a written agreement right now…” Scott said disdainfully, thinking that Ling Ge’s vision was limited.

Money is just a number to them.

"No need for a written agreement. I just want to ensure their basic rights. It's more mundane." Ling Ge waved his hand. "Then the second question is, if they join the Mutant Academy, can their safety be guaranteed?"

The words were said lightly, but both Jean Grey and Scott remained silent and did not answer immediately.

"What? Can't you answer it?" Ling Ge said playfully.

After a while, Scott gave his answer: "I can guarantee it."

"Haha! If you could guarantee it, you wouldn't have hesitated for so long."

"Scott." Jean Grey glared at him and turned to look at Ling Ge. "We can't guarantee this 100%, but we will do our best to protect them."

"That's the truth. To be honest, your taste is really not very good when you like such a person."

"What do you know?" Scott said angrily.

"Of course I understand. After all, my experience is much richer than you think." Ling Ge teased, but the next moment he was slightly startled, with a hint of anger on his face, "Miss, it's not a good thing to pry into other people's hearts casually. It might backfire. What do you think?"

Jean Grey took a step back and almost lost her balance. "What's wrong with you?"

"Haha!" Ling Ge smiled without saying anything.

"What did you do?" Scott saw that his girlfriend was not in good condition and his vigilance instantly increased.

"I didn't do anything, do you believe it?" Ling Ge shrugged, acting quite casually.

"He really didn't do anything, but I can't see into his thoughts, nor can I influence him." Jean Grey said, looking at Ling Ge with more scrutiny, "Are you a mutant too?"

"Don't look at me like that. First of all, I'm not a mutant. There are so many humans, there must be a few special ones who can block telepathy.

Unfortunately, I happen to be one of them.”

The two of them did not believe this explanation at all, and even assumed in their hearts that Ling Ge was their compatriot.

"Forget it, if you don't want to believe it, then don't believe it!" Ling Ge shook his head helplessly. When he told the truth, few people believed him. This almost became an unsolvable curse, and he didn't bother to explain anything.

"Now that your two questions have been answered, can we let them join the Mutant Academy?" Jean Grey asked. Because she already regarded Ling Ge as a mutant, her tone was much more casual.

"Okay, but I have one small condition."

"Are you done yet?" Scott looked at him unhappily, again and again. Did he really think he had no temper?

"Hey, hey, hey! I just asked two questions. It doesn't seem to harm your interests!" Ling Ge said. Scott was a little petty.

"You said, if we can do it, we will be satisfied." Jean Grey said, and she made up her mind that she would never team up with Scott again if there was any recruitment matter in the future.

“My condition is simple. Take me to visit your college. At least I need to know where they work.

And I can visit them anytime and anywhere.”

"That's no problem. I can promise you on behalf of the professor."

"Now that it's settled, why don't we call them both out?" Scott said. He was more curious about what kind of mutants these two were that the professor valued.

"Of course there is no problem with that." Ling Ge said with a smile, and then looked towards the stairs, "Aren't you coming down yet? How could I not know when you came out?"

Wanda and Pietro then came out, with embarrassment written all over their faces.

“You all heard what I just said, the mutant school is not actually a safe place.

But since you want to go, I won't stop you.

Just remember to notify me in time if there is any danger. No matter who the enemy is, at least I have the ability to protect myself. "Ling Ge warned solemnly. As long as he knew the coordinates of the academy, he could rush over at any time. Even if it was the end of the world, he could protect the two of them. At worst... it would be another cross-universe shuttle!

"Hmph! Aren't you afraid of blowing your own trumpet?" Scott was a little surprised when he saw Wanda, but when he thought that she was already taken, he felt like a flower stuck in cow dung.

"Don't bother with that. Time will tell you whether he is bragging or not." Ling Ge said, looking down on Scott. Maybe this guy who likes to wear sunglasses is an important figure, but that doesn't mean he has to be nice to him.

As if sensing the non-existent smell of gunpowder in the air, Jean Grey quickly interrupted, "Then there is no time to lose, or we should set off now."

Scott heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Then let's go! I will try to slow down a bit so that you can keep up."

Wanda and Ling Ge looked at Pietro at the same time, making him feel a little embarrassed. "Don't worry about that. We can definitely keep up."

560. Another bald guy, but he may not be a big boss

In the yard, Ling Ge took out a cell coin and put it into the vending machine.

"I didn't even notice you had this thing in your house when I came in just now. Aren't you tired?" Scott joked. If you want to drink a beverage, can't you just buy a refrigerator? And a whole vending machine, no one else can do that.

"Country bumpkin." Ling Ge said slowly and clearly, and everyone present could hear it.

Scott was about to curse when he saw Ling Ge slap the center of the vending machine.

The next second, it folded into a motorcycle, leaving him stunned.

His motorcycle is considered a cutting-edge model, and its appearance is not inferior to the driving sales model, but it cannot be transformed!

This alone was enough to make him lose miserably.

"It's quite cool." Scott's mouth twitched. After observing it carefully, he asked with a smile: "Isn't your motorcycle big enough for only one person?"

"Nonsense, anyone with eyes can see that."

"But there are three people in your family. Is one motorcycle enough? Do you want me to lend you mine?"

"Don't worry about this." Ling Ge said, taking out a remote control from his pocket and flicking the switch towards the basement. "I'm not bragging, but when it comes to wheelset motorcycles, no one should be able to surpass me."

drop!

The gate opened, revealing a variety of knights' vehicles inside, which blinded Scott's eyes.

"Are these all yours?" Scott said, swallowing his saliva. He could naturally see that the performance of these dozen motorcycles was only better than his own.

"Envy?"

After a while, Scott said calmly: "There's nothing to envy. There are so many. Can you drive through them?"

After saying that, he walked out the door without looking back.

"Sorry, he's not usually like this," Jean Grey explained awkwardly.

“I could see that he was quite polite to a stranger like me at first.

After I proposed taking wedding photos, his attitude towards me improved slightly. I guess he thought I was a nice person.

But when I mentioned Professor X's disability and the way you look at your boyfriend, his attitude towards me took a sharp turn for the worse."

"Well, can we go now?" Pietro interrupted. "I'm quite interested in that college."

"Okay, come with me!"

"Wait, let me choose a means of transportation first!" Pietro said embarrassedly, pointing at the pile of motorcycles.

“No need to choose, the Driving Sales Account is prepared for you. I know you may not need it, but the props inside will be of some help to your teaching career.