Masked Rider from Marvel World

"I was here when the equipment failed just now, but you didn't notice me." Ling Ge put the photo in Scott's hand, "Chenghui, ten dollars."

Scott glanced at the photo, then put it away for some unknown reason, and silently took out his wallet, "Do you know what happened to Qin?"

"do not know."

Snapped!

Scott decisively closed his wallet and didn't even bother to return the photos.

"But there are some guesses." Ling Ge said lightly.

Although somewhat reluctant, Scott opened his wallet again.

"The price of this photo has increased. It costs one hundred dollars."

"You...you really know how to do business." Scott took out a banknote helplessly and handed it to Ling Ge, "Tell me!"

"It's very simple. Either his ability has been deeply awakened, or he has lost control." Ling Ge said, patting Scott's shoulder gently, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes. "If it's the former, then congratulations. You will no longer have any secrets in front of your girlfriend. Forget about your private money."

Scott's face darkened involuntarily, "I don't have any private money."

“It’s okay, I understand.

Every man says that, whether they have private money or not."

Scott's face turned even darker. He felt that if Ling Ge continued to talk, he would have some private money. He immediately changed the subject, "What about the latter? What will happen if Qin's ability gets out of control?"

"Be prepared! Find yourself a cemetery in advance."

"What did you say?" Scott asked in confusion, "Prepare for what?"

"Of course he was prepared to be killed." Ling Ge said as a matter of course, "Wolverine almost killed Little Rogue when he had a nightmare.

And judging from the fact that Dr. Jean Grey inadvertently controlled all the equipment just now, once her power is awakened, it is estimated that she will be a level stronger than Magneto, and can destroy the world!

But unfortunately, she can't control this energy yet, so she's on her own!"

After listening to Ling Ge's analysis, Jean Grey couldn't help but take a few steps back and fell into a chair. Her eyes gradually became blank and she murmured, "How could this happen?"

Scott grabbed Ling Ge's collar and said, "This is just your guess."

Ling Ge glanced at him coldly. He felt offended, but his sympathy for Scott still made him suppress his anger, “I didn’t say this is not speculation, but you have to admit that this speculation is very likely.

But everything has two sides. Once she controls this power, the average combat effectiveness of you X-Men will be improved by several levels.

When the time comes, please tell me what it feels like to be a gigolo."

Scott: ...

"Hey! Have you seen Bobby and John?" Storm came over and asked, breaking the awkward atmosphere in the air.

Jean Grey also came back to her senses and sensed a little, "They are in the food court, and Rogue seems to be there too."

The three of them looked at Ling Ge, seeming a little surprised that he let Little Rogue out.

"Don't look at me like that. After all, you've been living in my house for almost a month. It's only right that you come out and relax a few times.

Don't worry, I've wrapped her up tightly, so nothing will happen."

"Look, I hate to say this, but something seems to be going on over there," Jean Grey said.

"What?" Ling Ge's eyes widened instantly and he walked quickly towards the food street.

...

Little Naughty was sitting with Bobby and John at this time. The three good friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time were chatting happily.

But at this time two young men came. They saw John playing with the lighter in his hand and thought he was trying to be cool, which made them feel a little unhappy. At this time, they accidentally saw the vivid Fang on the table, and their interest was piqued.

But Fang has fangs! Although it looks harmless, if someone really treats it as a toy, it will definitely be a disaster.

After all, this mechanical dinosaur that can easily crush bullets is difficult for anyone except Lingge and Wanda to deal with. Of course, there may be one more little naughty one now.

"I'm just borrowing it for fun." One of them said, and suddenly stretched out his hand on the table. When he was about to touch Fang, there seemed to be a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Fang jumped up and quickly jumped onto his arm. A cold light flashed, and a wound appeared on the man's arm, making him grimace in pain.

All this happened in just a few seconds, but it shocked everyone, including the little rascal.

"Little rascal, are the toys in Lingge's house so powerful?" Bobby said with an unnatural expression. He wanted to borrow it to play with it just now, but when he saw the young man covering his arm and wailing, he couldn't help but feel fortunate in his heart. Fortunately, he acted quickly, otherwise he would be the one who was miserable.

"I, I don't know either!" Little Naughty waved his hands in panic, "Ling Ge did say it could protect me, but I always thought it was a joke."

"It doesn't seem so now." John said with interest, "I like this little guy very much. Can you tell me where you bought it?"

"I'm afraid you can't buy it. It's limited edition worldwide and there's only one of its kind." Ling Ge walked over and said. Fang let out a small roar and jumped into Ling Ge's hand, looking a little aggrieved.

"Hey! It hurt my friend, what do you say we should do?" Another uninjured young man pointed at Ling Ge and said.

"You're quite brave, but I can tell from your evasive eyes that you're scared." Ling Ge said, then walked up to him and took out a hundred dollars from his pocket, "This is the money I made from taking pictures just now. Take him to see a doctor and get some medicine or something."

"You want to get rid of us with just one hundred dollars?" said the injured young man, but he felt Ling Ge's cold gaze and subconsciously took a step back.

Just when I was about to act tougher, I saw a bright flame on the fingers of the man playing with the lighter, so... I stepped back a little further.

Ling Ge turned around and glared at him. John smiled bitterly and blew out the fire.

“I’m in a good mood today and don’t want to kill anyone.

Take the money and get out, understand?"

How could the two young men dare to say no now? They immediately nodded, took the money, and ran away.

Ling Ge breathed a sigh of relief. He had just wanted to use these two people to create Yummy, but if they didn't know how to appreciate it, he would be in trouble.

Fortunately, they made the right choice and don't have to suffer for their desires.

"They didn't bully you, did they?" Ling Ge pulled out a chair and sat on it.

"No." Little Naughty shook his head and looked at Fang in Ling Ge's hand. "They just wanted to bully Fang, but it seems they suffered a little. Fang is quite powerful."

"Of course." Ling Ge smiled, "When Wanda didn't have the ability to protect herself, Fang's mission was to protect her. Don't look at him as small, but he can even bite bullets into pieces."

"Well..." John scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "Mr. Lingge, I like this little guy very much, can you see if you can sell it to me?"

Ling Ge was stunned for a moment, the little naughty boy's face turned ugly instantly, Bobby quietly released some frost on his legs, and Fang even roared at him.

John immediately changed his words, "Well, how about just pretend I didn't say anything?"

587. The president was assassinated. This time the disaster is hard to avoid.

"You'd better not think about it." Storm walked over and said to John very seriously.

She had witnessed the power of the Fang Memory with her own eyes. That kind of power filled with cruelty and violence was definitely not something that ordinary people could control.

At this moment, all the ordinary people in the venue suddenly fell into a state of stillness, but the mutants were not affected at all.

This is not a time stop, but Professor X controls the minds of these people.

Charles sat in a wheelchair and slowly approached the group, his eyes focused on Bobby and John, and said helplessly: "I just felt two forces, one cold and one hot. Be careful in the future and don't show off your abilities in front of ordinary people."

"Tsk!" Ling Ge curled his lips, "Don't get me wrong, I just think that the next time you say this, the environment around you won't be like this."

Ling Ge pointed at the ordinary people standing still around him, and his mockery was quite obvious.

Look, this is like the officials are allowed to set fires, but the common people are not allowed to light lamps!

The corners of Charles' mouth twitched slightly, and he said calmly: "Ordinary people won't know that I've been here. This is just to make it easier for me to leave. Their performance with Little Naughty just now has attracted the attention of many people."

"Being beautiful can barely be considered an excuse!" Ling Ge spread his hands, speechless about these elderly people. They could always find various excuses to explain their actions, such as Magneto and Professor X.

At this moment, a piece of news suddenly appeared on TV, instantly attracting the attention of everyone present:

"Breaking news, live coverage from Washington, the Oval Office of the White House has been attacked.

The specific situation is still being followed up, but what can be confirmed at present is that the president and vice president are safe and sound.

Sources indicate that this may have been the work of one or more mutants..."

"Idiot!" Ling Ge held his forehead with one hand, "This mutant must be crazy. He actually dared to attack the president."

"Professor, I think we should go," Scott reminded.

"Yeah! It's time to go." Charles looked deeply at the TV screen. The slogans of mutants attacking the White House made him frown. The situation that had barely stabilized after Magneto was arrested was about to begin to become turbulent again.

After the group left, the people at the scene regained their ability to move and went about their business, very naturally.

Even the few people who had just noticed the situation here were busy with their own things, as if nothing had happened.

"Erased some of the memories of the people at the scene? What a terrifying ability!" Ling Ge murmured, and couldn't help but feel fortunate that he was immune to mental abilities. "Let's go too!"

"Go home?"

"Of course not. The mutant school may not be safe now. We have to go and bring your sister-in-law and the others back."

Little Naughty: "...Not really!"

"Why not? He's the president!" Ling Ge stared into the little rascal's eyes with a serious expression, "Do you remember what I warned you about? What is the most important thing to survive in this universe?"

"Low-key?" The little rascal answered tentatively.

This was the answer she gave when she asked Ling Ge why he insisted on living in a small house despite owning minerals worth billions.

“It’s close, but still a little short.”

"Don't cause trouble?" Little Naughty said, and then continued, "It doesn't concern me, so I'll just stay out of it."

This was the time she saw someone robbing someone on the road. Ling Ge clearly had the ability to stop the robber, but she ignored him.

His answer was: "It's none of my business, I wasn't the one being robbed."

But his next action made the little rascal laugh and cry. He decisively called the police and gave them a string of license plate numbers and the robber's characteristics.

Ling Ge shook his head slightly and remained silent.

"Getting on good terms with all parties?" Little Taoqi said with a sad face, feeling a little resentful in his heart.

"Almost, think about it again."

"I won't say anything more." The little rascal sat directly on the chair. "You warn me differently every time. The same question has almost eight answers. How can I know if this time will be the ninth one?"

Ling Ge shook his head awkwardly, "Did I say so many? I thought there were only four or five!"

"It's eight. I remember it clearly." Little Naughty gestured the number eight in silence. "I'm confused. You are so powerful and even have a long life. Why are you still so afraid of death?"

Ling Ge hesitated for a moment, pretending to think, "I'm not worried about death. No one in this world can pose any threat to me. What I'm afraid of is trouble.

When you have my experience, you will understand how difficult it is to live a stable life. Therefore, the most important thing to survive in this universe is to avoid disaster.

As for the other eight answers, they are all basic operations, just pay attention to them in your daily life."

"Are you living a stable life?" The little naughty bit his lip. Ling Ge had a long life and one could imagine how much loneliness he had endured over the years.

Just like Logan, he has lived for a long time, but it must be very painful to watch his friends and relatives leave one by one!

Thinking of this, Xiao Taoqi clenched his hands, mustered up the courage to ask: "Can you tell me how old you are this year?"

"Age?" Ling Ge pointed at himself, "I can hardly remember."

Hearing this, the naughty boy's heart sank. As expected... Ling Ge was also a pitiful man!

"About thirty!"

"Ha! Haha!" The little rascal's mouth twitched and he wished he could slap himself twice. Why was he worrying about nothing?

“Wait, you can live a long time, but what about Wanda and the others?

Don’t let your wife be old while you are still in your twenties like you are now.”

Ling Ge was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the little rascal would ask such a question. He smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about this. I have at least three ways to prolong their lives.

So, the kind of thing you are worried about will never happen."

Little Naughty:...

Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters.

Principal's office.

"I think Magneto is the mastermind behind this." Scott crossed his arms, looked at the scenery outside the window, and gave his own guess.

Ordinary mutants would never have such a crazy idea as attacking the president. They should be thankful that they can live hidden among the crowd.

"I don't think so, Scott," said Jean Grey.

"Indeed." Charles nodded. "While Eric may be able to manipulate this action from prison, it would be meaningless for him to do so and would only hinder his goal of making mutants thrive."