Masked Rider from Marvel World

"I'm sorry, Professor. I've troubled you." The little rascal looked at the kind old man sitting in the wheelchair, and thought of his disappointment in him when Mystique tricked him out of school. He couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"It's okay, kid. Actually, I'm the one who should apologize." Charles said ashamedly. Even he currently has no good way to deal with the side effects of the little rascal's ability.

She can only wrap herself up tightly and avoid contact with others, but in a sense this is also a kind of harm.

Listening to the heartfelt conversation between the two, Ling Ge felt sympathetic and said with a wry smile, "What a sin! I probably owed you guys this in my last life.

Who can't bear to see a woman cry? Isn't it just taking in a little girl? "

Charles was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then asked happily: "Do you agree?"

The naughty little girl also stopped crying and looked at him in surprise. Wasn't he decisive in his rejection before? Why did he suddenly change his mind?

After much thought, she could only attribute the reason to Ling Ge's soft-heartedness.

"I agree, but there are two things I want to make clear in advance.

First, you can live in my house, but I won’t keep idle people in my house.

Until she can be self-sufficient, cooking, washing clothes, cleaning and other chores are hers.”

Charles turned his head to look at the little rascal and saw her nod slightly, "That's no problem."

"Secondly, you have to seek Wanda's opinion. If she, the hostess, disagrees, no matter how sympathetic I am, it will be useless." Ling Ge spread his hands helplessly.

A relaxed smile appeared on Charles' face. Wanda was much kinder than Lingge. It would only take a few minutes for her to take in a poor little girl.

"That's no problem, I'll talk to her in person, I'm sure she'll agree."

584. Farewell, this is like inviting an ancestor

"I'm OK."

As Charles expected, Wanda agreed readily.

She felt particularly sympathetic towards the plight of the mutant, Rogue, and naturally would not refuse to help now that she could.

"Sister, I think we should consider this matter carefully." Pietro said hesitantly.

Hearing this, Wanda, Charles and the little rascal standing aside were a little confused.

"What's there to consider? Isn't it just staying here for a while?" Wanda asked puzzled.

Pietro sighed and said in a deep voice: "That's what you said, but how long can my brother-in-law take care of her?"

Wanda also frowned when she heard this. How long they would stay in this universe depended mainly on Lingge's opinion. Maybe they would leave after a while, and then the little rascal would still be alone.

"What you said makes sense. It seems that we really can't take care of her forever."

Charles seemed to understand something and said in a gentle voice: "Actually, you don't have to worry about this problem. If Ling Ge is not convenient for you, you can always send Little Naughty back.

To be honest, I just want this child to be as optimistic as possible in life. I don’t mean to hand over the life of the little naughty girl to Ling Ge. That would be too unfair to her.

Of course, the most important thing is that I think Ling Ge may have a way to solve her mutant ability, or at least help her control her ability."

"If you say so, then there is no problem." Pietro said thoughtfully, with a hint of pride on his face, "And I must admit that you have a good vision, Professor.

If there is anyone in this world who can help the little rascal control his abilities, it would probably be my brother-in-law. We were…"

boom!

Before Pietro could finish his words he was blasted out by a red energy.

Charles stared blankly at the human-shaped gap on the gate, feeling quite regretful. It seemed that he almost heard the secret of Lingge's family just now.

Wanda clapped her hands and glanced at Pietro who was lying on the ground. "Think before you speak. Don't blame me if you speak without restraint next time."

"I see." Pietro said with a sad face, "Can you help me up first?"

Wanda waved her right hand, a red light flashed, and Pietro was taken into the office.

"How dare you hit me so hard? I'm your brother!"

"You still say that." Wanda pretended to take action.

This time Pietro did not sit still and wait for death. He directly used his superpowers. His speed increased countless times in an instant, and he left the office in the blink of an eye.

“Ah!” Wanda sighed, turned her head and looked at the two stunned people, feeling a little embarrassed, “Well, we agree to take in this poor little girl.

By the way, professor, please deduct the money for repairing the door from my salary!"

After saying that, Wanda left here in a carefree manner.

"Professor, are you sure it's okay to leave me at Lingge's house?" The little rascal said blankly.

"Ahem! This is the best choice." Professor X said, with a hint of guilt in his voice. He was also a little worried now. What if the little rascal learns bad things in the future?

It is true that Jasmine's nickname is Little Naughty, but she herself is quite sensible and as innocent as a blank sheet of paper.

Ling Ge's wife and brother-in-law would fight each other over a disagreement. It can be imagined that his way of teaching people may not be particularly formal.

In fact, this was really a misunderstanding on the part of Professor X. Lingge was much more low-key than he thought. There was only one teaching given to them in the original universe: they should not take action unless it was absolutely necessary.

But this universe is a completely unfamiliar place to them, and being in a mutant school, students using their super powers can be seen almost everywhere. As teachers, the two of them naturally have to be sociable, and they use their super powers even more frequently than the students.

Charles was silent for a while and then continued, "Like Pietro said, Ling Ge is currently the only one who can help you control your abilities.

But just in case, you can call me once a day. If you feel uncomfortable living there, I can send someone to pick you up at any time.

Professor X will never let his students suffer."

The little rascal suddenly felt a lot more relaxed and said with a smile: "Thank you, professor. I will go back to pack my things first."

"Well, let's go!"

Half an hour later, Little Rogue came down from the dormitory building carrying her large luggage bag. The X-Men and the friends she had met in the past few days said goodbye to her one by one.

Logan gave her a big hug and said, “Take care of yourself and tell me if Ling Ge dares to bully you.

Although I can't beat him, I can still destroy his house."

"Ahem! I heard it."

Wolverine turned his head and looked at him, "Who do you think I was talking to?"

Ling Ge: "...

You are so arrogant! Have you forgotten how much favor you owe me?

And you haven't recovered your memory yet! Is it really okay to talk to me like that?"

Logan was stunned for a moment, his expression a little embarrassed, “I appreciate your help, but this is two different things.

And I have to go to Canada next, so I'm afraid I can't be Wanda and Pietro's bodyguard for the time being."

"What did you say?" Little Naughty recalled the scene where the siblings used their super powers in the office before, and asked in surprise, "Are you sure they still need bodyguards?"

"That's right! Ling Ge asked me to protect them. What's wrong?"

"No, nothing." Little Naughty smiled forcedly. She decided not to attack Logan. After all, Wanda and Pietro were not weaker than Logan.

Logan took off the special metal plate from his neck and placed it in her hand. "Keep this for me until I come back."

"Let's say goodbye and go!" Ling Ge said, then took out the Build phone, plugged in the Lion Full Bottle, and threw it into the air.

When the smartphone landed on the ground, it transformed into a motorcycle, which amazed everyone present.

When Scott saw this scene, he turned his head away silently. It was another transformable motorcycle that could be used as a mobile phone. He suddenly felt that his mount was not so attractive.

The naughty boy tied his luggage to the back of the motorcycle and sat on the back seat. He would soon see his new home. He felt nervous but also a little excited.

The motorcycle sped along at a very fast speed and disappeared from everyone's sight in a short while.

...

"This is your home! A photo studio?"

“Any questions?

My current occupation is a photographer. If I don’t live in a photo studio, then how can I live in a detective agency?”

"No, no problem, it makes perfect sense." Little Taoqi said immediately and followed Ling Ge in.

Back at his home, Ling Ge relaxed a lot and casually lay down on the sofa. Looking at the somewhat restrained little naughty boy, he couldn't help but find it a little funny.

"Just treat it as your own home. I only ask one thing of you. Don't cause me any trouble. Do you understand?"

"clear."

"Very good. Your room is the second one upstairs. It's a single room. It's a bit better than your dormitory at school."

"I know, it's a B&B!"

"Haha!" Ling Ge smiled, "You can live in my house for free. I won't charge you rent or utility bills, but like the first condition I mentioned, all housework is yours."

The naughty boy's expression immediately turned bitter, and he pointed upstairs, "Can I go to my room first?"

"what ever."

Just as the little rascal was about to go upstairs, his stomach made a strange noise and then his face turned red.

goo~

"Don't tell me you didn't have breakfast at school."

Little Naughty nodded awkwardly, "I was worried that something might happen to you after I absorbed your vitality, so I wanted to go over to check on you, so I didn't make it in time for dinner."

"Forget it, it's no big deal." Ling Ge waved his hand, "Anyway, my first condition includes cooking.

Go to the kitchen by yourself, and remember not to blow up my pot."

After a few seconds, the little rascal was motionless, but the sound of his stomach became clearer.

"Oh my god! Sister, if you don't know where the kitchen is, you can ask!

There’s no need to make it so hard on yourself!”

"No." Little Naughty waved his hands in panic, "I just... I just can't cook."

Ling Ge pursed his lips and smiled bitterly: "I shouldn't have been so sympathetic today and agreed to take you in. It feels like I've found myself an ancestor."

"Sorry, I will learn it next time." The little rascal said, with a very humble attitude.

"That will have to happen later!" Ling Ge stood up helplessly, "I just hope you don't eat too much now. Otherwise, with my current family property, I'll probably have to sell it to feed you."

"Sell?" The little rascal took two steps back nervously.

Ling Ge's forehead was dotted with black lines as he explained, "It's not the kind of sale you think. What I want to sell is a precious mineral that I got a little bit of by chance before."

"That's good." Xiao Taoqi breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little guilty. Ling Ge's income should not be very good, and now he has moved in with another mouth to feed, which is like adding insult to injury.

“I’m sorry to trouble you.

If that doesn’t work, I’ll go back to school!”

"Sit down right there." Ling Ge scolded, pushing the confused little rascal onto the sofa. "You just came and you're leaving already. I'm so embarrassed. People who don't know me would think I'm abusing you!

I'll go make you something to eat first! I haven't had breakfast yet!

Before that, you should adjust your mentality and find a way to change your cowardly character."

In less than half an hour, Ling Ge came over with two bowls of hot noodles, but the little Taoqi was reluctant to pick up his chopsticks.

"Eat it! I put a lot of effort into making it."

"Um, if possible, could you find me a fork? I don't know how to use chopsticks."

Ling Ge slowly put down the noodles in his hand with a bitter smile. He really invited an ancestor back to him!

But you have to fill the hole you dug yourself, even if it means crying!

"Miss, you are so difficult to please!"

"Sorry." The little rascal said with his head down.

“Okay, I’ll get you a fork.

I won't expect you to cook for the time being, but you have to learn to use chopsticks within two days.

Besides, I don’t want to hear the word ‘sorry’ again.”

Little Naughty looked at Ling Ge's back, then looked at the food on the table, and a smile appeared on his face. It seemed that this landlord was not difficult to get along with.

585. William Stryker's visit, bed made of vibranium