"I'm here for a girl." Magneto looked at Charles, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little mysterious, "You should have paid attention to her, after all, it was a girl similar to you, but more aggressive than you, it seems, she doesn't plan to follow your set at all and see everything she does...... I think I'm going to like her. ”

Charles sat up a little straighter.

Staring at Magneto.

He naturally knew what Magneto was talking about, and some of the things that happened in England might not be noticed by ordinary people, but they all had their own channels and could know some things.

However, Charles could not understand.

He had thought that Magneto would reach out to him and try to change the girl.

But they came to him.

"What do you know?" Charles asked.

"I only know a few things I should know." Magneto stood up, "Anyway, if you don't go to her, I'll go to her, I just want you to obviously try her abilities." ”

"Perhaps, we can go together." Charles said tentatively.

"No, I don't want to quarrel with you." Magneto walked out on his own, as if he had come just to tell Charles the news.

Charles sat alone in the café for a long time.

Turn your head.

Looking at the old TV on the counter, a young and beautiful girl is calmly and confidently facing the camera.

It seems that it is necessary to go.

So, is this girl another piano?

There was a certain concern in Charles's eyes.

Meanwhile.

The noble bee-eater lady Cao Qi came to a warehouse in a remote suburb at this time.

All of her entourage were standing outside the warehouse, and only the bee-eater walked in alone.

Inside was a black man with a shotgun and a nervous expression.

"Who are you?" With a swipe, he aimed the shotgun in his hand at the beeeater, "This is private territory, get out of here!" ”

"Mutants?" Bee-eating Cao Qi looked at him with interest, "Ability is to call the wind?" The potential is good, but your strength is too weak. ”

The black man's face changed suddenly.

The palms of the hands holding the shotgun trembled a little.

"Alright, stop teasing my son." A man's voice came from inside the warehouse.

Then, a giant who was twice the size of a normal number stepped out, full of muscles full of strength, and the curvy white beard, indicating his identity.

- Whitebeard.

"Grandpa Whitebeard." Bee Eater shouted sweetly, "You have a new son?" Congratulations. ”

"Hahaha, little bee-eater, you really want to be my daughter." Whitebeard looked at the bee-eating Cao Qi's gaze with some doting.

"People want to be queens, how can they join other people's subordinates." The bee-eater's smile was still sweet.

"If you are my daughter, you can also be a queen." Whitebeard looked sorry, but he didn't persuade again.

In fact, every time we met, he would persuade him like this.

The bee-eating exercise is indeed pleasing to the elderly.

"So, what are you doing here?" Whitebeard sat cross-legged, and even so, it was still like a hill in front of the bee-eater.

The black son next to him seems to have finally understood that this is not an enemy.

Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief.

He was rescued by Whitebeard the day before yesterday, and although they had only known each other for two days, they felt the long-lost fatherly love in Whitebeard's body.

That's why I'm so nervous, not because I'm worried about my safety, but because I'm worried about Whitebeard being discovered.

To know.

Because of that shot two days ago, what is now looking for Whitebeard is not only the official, but also various mutant teams.

"Of course I'm asking Grandpa Whitebeard for help, I don't know what Grandpa's mission is? Hopefully there will be no conflict. The bee-eater made a gesture between his eyebrows, looking playful and cute, but the words he asked were not ambiguous at all.

This time, the task of each person is different.

Maybe there will be conflicts, maybe not.

And the tasks undoubtedly determine their respective positions.

In general, the task is definitely to be concealed.

However, the bee-eater prays for Whitebeard's character.

Sure enough.

Although he understands that the cunning little girl in front of him is playing tricks on her own words, Whitebeard will not care about these little things in front of her family, although the bee-eating Cao Qi did not let him be a father, but calling him a grandfather, he is already half a family member.

"It's about making everyone feel the warmth of society." Whitebeard touched his beard, "Isn't this just letting everyone be my son?" ”

“...... I guess not. The bee-eater caustic chuckled, but quickly became excited, "It doesn't conflict with my mission, it's even the same." ”

Her mission is to become queen.

As long as she is the queen and warms up society, isn't it just a matter of words?

"Isn't it a conflict?" Whitebeard thought slightly.

"Come and help me, Grandpa Whitebeard." Bee-eating Cao Qi directly sent out an invitation, "If you don't have a powerful son by your side, you will have a headache, I can replace me temporarily, no matter what is handled, Grandpa Whitebeard just needs to protect me." ”

The bee-eating caustic eyes were about to glow.

She knows it well.

For Whitebeard, as long as he is coquettish as a junior, he doesn't have to do anything else, so that the old man who is about to overflow his father's love has no resistance to this hand.

As expected.

Whitebeard only thought for less than a few seconds before Ulala burst out laughing.

"Okay, I'll protect you."

The alliance is reached.

And it's an alliance with no conflict of interest.

The bee-eater couldn't stop smiling on his face.

This lie did not come in vain.

In fact, after she heard that there was a huge mutant who shattered a hill in order to protect a mutant, she knew that it must be Whitebeard, although the battle did not take place in the downtown area and was officially shielded and kept secret, but it was still difficult for her to take action herself.

In such a world, her abilities are simply like a fish in water.

If it weren't for the fact that this world might be more than it seems, she would have begun to expand her power wildly.

Now.

It's better to hold a steady hand first.

Thinking like this, the bee-eater prayed, and after returning with Whitebeard, she saw a scene that made her face sink.

Her butler, her maid, all looked at her with horror on their faces, and Kelly, too, stood behind an old man in a wheelchair.

The psychological control she exerted on these people was all unraveled.

"I've been waiting for you for a while."

Professor Charles looked at the bee-eater with a kind face.