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438 In a dream


"Sorry, we're closed."

In the underground market in the small town around Berlin, Germany, Caliban counted the banknotes in his hand and said without raising his head.

Compared to the bustle of people who came here in the summer, the basement was already empty, and the mutants who had applied for black passports were all kicked out.

Caliban was going to spend three or four hours counting the money he had harvested for the day, and then sleep well on the stacks of bills.

"Aha" Caliban's movements froze slightly, and the action of counting the bills finally stopped, "Why do I feel the slightest chill" Caliban said, looking up to see a black woman with a white mohican haircut.

"I'm looking for mutants."

The black woman's English was not pure, with a strange tone, but it didn't stop Caliban from understanding what the other party meant, "People say you know all mutants, so I'm here." ” "Of course Caliban knows all mutants, but," Caliban looked behind the woman and saw a mysterious man wearing a cloak with his face deep into the hood, "Caliban doesn't know you. ” "We're looking for the most powerful mutants."

The old man's voice slowly came out of the hood, and as the mysterious man kept approaching, Caliban could see clearly the face hidden behind the hood, dark blue skin, with Dao runes on it, and the appearance was a little scary.

"What's going on" A woman came out of the room behind Caliban, it was the spirit butterfly who had been repaired by Wanda a few hours ago, at this time the spirit butterfly's long black hair had been combed into a ponytail, looking capable and refreshing, carrying a long sword in one hand, and her voice had a hint of cruelty.

"It's alright, Spiritbutterfly."

Caliban spoke, he vaguely felt the other party's mutant ability level, and said, "If you can make money, Caliban doesn't mind sleeping late." ” "We don't have any money."

The man in the cloak slowly took off his hood and showed his intimidating face to everyone.

Seeing such a scene, the eyes of Caliban and Lingdie were slightly condensed.

"It's another guy with no money, Caliban is closed, but Caliban doesn't want to get into trouble."

Caliban said in a strange tone in a nasal voice, pinching his chin with one hand and a sad face.

Lingdie took a step forward suddenly, another person with no money and a person who tried to eat for nothing, Xia and Wanda made her suffer a lot of humiliation, which made Lingdie feel wronged today at such a critical point, she has always been the master of abusing others, how can there be a time when she is ravaged like today "We're closed" Butterfly doesn't have the ability to rate mutants like Caliban, and of course she doesn't know what level of these two people are in front of her.

However, no matter how coincidental it is, it is impossible to meet the "magician" twice in one day, Lingdie really doesn't believe in evil, and has been a bodyguard here for so long, and no one dares to be presumptuous here Today's pair of young men and women set a precedent, and now everyone thinks that this place is easy to bully, everyone doesn't care, and the bodyguards here are all here to eat white food, and my face will not be saved after I have come "Shut up," said the black woman with a white mohican hairstyle.

In a word, Spirit Butterfly pulled out the long sword suddenly, and before the black woman could react, she pressed the tip of the sword against the other party's throat At the same time, her right hand suddenly burst out with an astonishing purple light, and a spiritual sword blade took shape in her hand, which also hit the blue-skinned stranger's Adam's apple, and only heard Spirit Butterfly's vicious voice: "We are closed" "Oh, my child."

The blue-skinned stranger didn't feel threatened in the slightest, and he turned his head to look into the fierce eyes of the spirit butterfly.

"You want to die," Lingdie said unceremoniously.

"Lingdie, stop" The scene was out of control in a short moment, and Caliban was very panicked and hurriedly asked Lingdie to stop.

However, at this time, the spirit butterfly could no longer listen to any words, because she felt that a surging energy in her body was spreading, and the spiritual sword blade in her hand was also increasing and strengthening wildly.

Butterfly's body trembled slightly, and the powerful mutant ability made her feel incredulous, and she looked up at the blue-skinned stranger, and found that the other party was looking at her with an appreciative look.

"What the hell are you going to do" Under the absolute power, Lingdie still relented in the end and asked.

"I want you, unleash your power.

You don't know anything about the energy inside you, and I'm going to turn you into a true goddess.

The blue-skinned stranger's hoarse voice filled the room, and the purple spiritual sword blade in Lingdie's hand suddenly shone brightly, and the fierce surging energy made Lingdie have to withdraw the sword blade, she was a little uncontrollable, and the other party still had the courage to enhance her ability Lingdie suddenly remembered the young man and woman from a few hours ago, and she suddenly felt that she had enough strength to take revenge "I'm still looking for other powerful mutants."

The blue-skinned monster saw Spirit Butterfly retract his mind blade and spoke slowly.

"I know who the person you're looking for" Lingdie hurriedly spoke, she was conquered in an instant, she wanted to hold this thigh tightly and then frantically increase her strength, and finally kill the woman who pressed herself against the wall, there were countless mutants in the underground market at that time, Lingdie's humiliating appearance was seen by many people, which made Lingdie intolerable at all "Oh" The blue-skinned freak no longer looked at Caliban, but nodded at Butterfly, "My kid, tell me where he is" Of course, Lingdie knew Wanda's strength, but she would never lead Tianqi to find the woman who humiliated her, Lingdie raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "I'll take you to him." ” Caliban, who was very aware of the current affairs, did not speak, and quietly stepped back a few steps, and watched as the blue-skinned bald head and the white-haired woman of Mohican walked out with the spirit butterfly.

Meanwhile, far away in New York, West Chester County.

"I can agree to your request, and then you obediently go back to your room and sleep, and I'll go find the professor" Summer heard Jean Grey's request, casually gestured to her arm, walked away, closed her eyes and began to scan the structure of the school.

But the body was violently frozen in place by Jean Gray.

Summer's body couldn't help herself, and after two seconds, her right foot, which was lifted in the air, fell, and it was obvious that Jean Grey let go of him, but Summer felt her left arm being grasped.

Not controlled by ability, but grabbed by Jean's palm.

It's not so open, the first time we met, the impression of Jean Grey is not such a frivolous person, if it's a dark phoenix, the summer will admit it, after all, the black phoenix only has the most primitive desire in its heart, and it greedily tries to devour everything.

But as Jean Grey in a normal state, she is a principled, reserved, and noble woman.

Summer turned her head in confusion, only to see Jean Grey's long fingers pressed against the big arm of Summer's left arm.

Summer was slightly stunned, he knew what was printed on the position of her finger.

The next moment, Jean Grae grabbed the piece of clothing with one hand and tore it downward.

Ordinary clothes responded unusually, and the venom was withdrawn from the silk threads, constantly wriggling, staining Jean Grey's slender fingers, and still climbing upward, as if to teach the woman a lesson But five seconds later, the venom was stunned, yes, all of a sudden, it slid off Jean Grey's palm, rolled to the ground, and then climbed so fast that it melted into its summer boots, and it felt something that frightened it, and it could no longer care about revenge, so it could only flee in a hurry.

The silk threads of the clothes transformed by the venom were connected, and Jean Grey did not tear the clothes on the arm at all, but the venom was also very cowardly to let go of a "sunny avenue", constantly squirming, directly exposing Summer's big arms, and still squirming, as far away from the palm of Jean Grey's hand as possible.

Jean Grey watched all this in amazement, shocked by the mysterious "clothes", but her attention was immediately diverted, as she saw the mottled red star.

"It's you" Jean Grey raised her head suddenly, her beautiful eyes stared at Summer, and she pressed the red five-star with one hand, "It's really you" Summer was also stunned in an instant, just like the venom just now.

What does this mean, the phoenix recognizes himself as coming, Jean Grey in the Deadpool world and Jean Grey in front of him share the same soul, and it is not impossible for the Dark Phoenix to travel through the universe Summer hurriedly broke free of Jean Grey's palm, and her body stepped back, Nima Laozi came to trouble the apocalypse, not Jean Grey There is a fundamental difference If you are looking for trouble with the apocalypse, as long as you are well prepared, because profit is the guide, and you can unite your allies, you can still fight But trouble with Jean Grey is tantamount to death "You know me," Summer asked tentatively with a puzzled expression in disguise.

"I dreamed of you."

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Jean Grey murmured softly, looking at the red five-star with a faint gaze, and whispered, "Just tonight." ” Keywords: youth and beauty, girl, twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, campus, in front of the dormitory, fancy confession.

Seeing these keywords, you think it's a beautiful love story No, it's a fucking horror story to the extreme "What did you dream of me?"

asked the words, and Summer's right hand, which was hidden behind her back, slowly gathered a blade made of red sand grains.

If it weren't for the perfect winter soldier quality and facial camouflage, it is estimated that the face of summer at this time would be full of amazing killing intent

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