It's midday, the sun is shining, on a major road outside New York.

A four-wheel drive classic car is driving at an average speed, Hank is the driver this time, and Charles in the passenger seat is still full of vicissitudes of life, but he has also changed into a set of clean and casual clothes that are a little human.

Knowing that Raven is related to the apocalypse of the future world, and that she also wants to rescue Magneto who rebelled against them, Charles and Hank both have a solemn face and a lot of worries.

In the back seat of the classic car sat Caesar and Azazzo, wearing sunglasses and holding a glass of red wine, which contrasted with the nervousness of Hank, and those who didn't know thought they were going on vacation.

Hank sighed lightly and said worriedly, "I said two teachers, you pay attention to the atmosphere, Raven was also your student." Also, with the two of you, why do we use this means of transportation to get around? ”

Caesar smiled as a matter of course, "I said it. It remains to be seen whether Asarzo and I intervene in this event. At least for now, I don't have any intention or idea of making a move. ”

"Okay."

Hank is helpless about this, but with Caesar and Azazo with him, he can at least ensure the safety of his life, which is equivalent to the strongest life-saving hand.

"If you two don't make a move, it depends on whether the helper that this future cat has found for us is useful." Charles clasped his hands on his chest and lowered his eyes, looking at Garfield, sitting in front of the car window, constantly pointing the way, like a car toy decoration.

Guided by Logan's way, the classic car finally stopped in front of a villa-style home. The door opened, and as soon as everyone got out of the car, Caesar seemed to notice something, and the hand holding the cup shook slightly, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

It turned out that the helper who could break through anywhere was him......

"This is it?" Hank looked at Garfield in surprise. Garfield ignored him, and walked down the courtyard steps towards the wooden gate.

Pressing the doorbell, soon a beautiful woman with a beautiful face opened the door, and when she saw a group of people standing outside the door, she quickly bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, what did he steal again?" I will definitely pay the original price! ”

"Young master, something is wrong with this house." Standing behind, Asazzo pointed to the rug in the doorway and said to Caesar in a low voice.

I saw that the carpet seemed to have been trampled countless times, and the hair on it was almost bald, leaving traces like a train running over.

Caesar laughed silently, although Azazor often made a fuss and was too cautious, but this time he was right. Something is wrong with this house, and the reason why something is wrong is that a special ability was born here.

"We're going to take a look at him." Charles said bluntly.

"Yes, he's down there." The beautiful woman was also very face-saving, and waved her hand to invite everyone to the basement.

Basement.

When Charles and his party entered the room, they saw that it was full of entertainment measures, including ping-pong tables and video game consoles. The corners of the walls are also piled up with all kinds of groceries, from expensive color TVs to drinks and snacks, all of which are counted by the number of batches.

A silver-haired young man in a jacket was sitting in front of a game console playing a video game, but the speed at which he manipulated the keyboard with both hands had already had its own blurred afterimage, beyond the limit of human dynamic visual perception.

"You're Pete?" Charles narrowed his eyes so that he was not so dazzled.

"Yes, you can call me Quicksilver too. What do you want to do, I've been at home all day and haven't been out. ”

Quicksilver snorted, turned into an afterimage, and left the game console with a strong wind, he picked up the ping-pong racket, constantly switching positions back and forth at a very fast speed, and actually played table tennis with himself.

In less than three seconds, Quicksilver seemed to be tired of playing, came to the sofa and lay down on Erlang's legs, and raised his eyes to look at Charles and his party at the door.

"Rest assured, we're not cops." Charles Dow.

"Of course you're not, otherwise how would you drive a rental car." Quicksilver had a look on his face that he already knew.

Charles was surprised: "Haven't you ever been out, how do you know that we open a car rental." ”

"I only went out to see when you came here. I also took a look at your rental contract, are you FBI? ”

Quicksilver smirked, snorted again, and disappeared from the couch.

A moment later, Charles felt a gust of wind pass by, and then Quicksilver had come behind him, still holding his ID card in his hand, and concluded, "Oh, it's not the FBI, the Gifted Youth Training School - what is that?" ”

"That's just the old ......"

Charles's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, he knew so many mutants, but he had never seen such extraordinary abilities.

"Is it teleportation?" Hank is also confused.

"It's not." Azazuo's face was unprecedentedly solemn, and he vaguely saw the shadow of the young master in the other party.

"It's just fast."

Caesar looked at Quicksilver calmly. Quicksilver noticed him as well, and vanished like the wind, as if time had stopped at this moment after he used his speed ability.

"When you go out, you bring a guard, I want to see what your origin is."

Ignoring Charles and the others, who were as stagnant as sculptures, Quicksilver walked towards Caesar, only to find that a pair of eyes had quietly moved down, staring straight at him.

"How could it be ......"

Quicksilver opened his mouth wide in surprise, but when he was traveling through the world at great speed, he couldn't communicate in words, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground, only to be gently pushed back by a hand.

'Smack!! ’

In the perception of the others, two winds collided in the room, and then a figure flew out, but it was Quicksilver who lay back on the couch.

Quicksilver's silver hair was messy, and he got up in disbelief, looking directly at Caesar among the crowd, "You just saw me?" Not only did you see it, but you also kept up with my speed? ”

"You're walking so slowly, of course you can see it." Caesar shrugged.

The others looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Slow? They don't know what happened! Neither the eyes nor the senses can keep up with even the slightest.

"You."

Quicksilver swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "You're not going to be my dad, are you?" No, so young, maybe it's my brother! ”

"Boy, watch your words!" Asazor looked at Quicksilver with indignation, even he, who had the ability to teleport, couldn't stop the other party from approaching Caesar.

"Alright, Quicksilver Kid."

Charles interrupted them and said straight to the point, "I need your help to infiltrate a well-defended place and rescue a man." ”

"Okay, no problem!" Quicksilver agreed unusually simply.

"You don't have any conditions?" Charles asked strangely.

"Yes."

Quicksilver pointed at Caesar and said excitedly, "I'm going to compete with him to see who can run faster!" ”