"I'm done, guys." Poppy had already stood up and ran away alone.

"What's wrong with him, he's always been mysterious these days." Lu Fang said suspiciously.

"Pick up a girl, that girl has just suffered a kidnapping, and she is in a moment of trauma and vulnerability, how can that kid let go of this good opportunity."

"You're talking about being naughty." At this time, the road side finally reacted.

"Who else but her, that girl is indeed very good, but ······ It's also a bit intimidating. John said with a complicated expression, he also had a good impression of Naughty at first, until he saw Naughty's uncontrollable ability.

John immediately retreated from the girl, and his roommate got closer and closer to the girl after that, which made John suspect that he had given up his life for the sake of pickling girls.

While talking to John on the other side of the road, a young girl sat in front of them, wearing a green blouse and a shawl with long black hair, and a very conspicuous strand of white hair on her forehead.

There is no doubt that the girl in front of her is a little naughty.

"Hello, I'm Mary, of course you can call me another name, Naughty." The girl in front of her said with a smile on the road.

"I've heard Bobbi say that you're calling the wayside, right, you're his roommate."

"Oh, it looks like Bobby's kid wasn't lucky, and he just missed his own chick." John whispered to the side of the road.

"Thank you so much for that day." The girl said sincerely.

"It's nothing, it's just a trifle." Lu Fang nodded calmly.

"Hey, aren't you here to find Bobby?" Hearing this, John on the side suddenly became curious.

"I'm ······." The little naughty said with a little doubt in her voice, of course she came to find the way, thank him and then chat by the way to understand.

But now John is obviously inconvenient to be around, and I don't know what the reason is, Professor X has specifically approached her and told her not to casually reveal the events of that day to others, so this makes the little naughty a little unsure of what to say.

"Was someone talking about me just now?" Poppy's voice came at this moment.

Seeing Bobby, who was sitting next to the little naughty, John was stunned. "Bobby, you're not······ Hey! ”

I saw that another breakfast appeared in Poppy's hand, and the passerby on the side could only sigh, this kid ······ Very good and strong.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little late, I didn't expect you to eat already." Poppy glanced at the side of the road as she spoke, and the meaning was self-evident.

Although it is indeed wise to go farther away at this time for fear of accidentally revealing something to the little naughty, but as an opportunist, you have to be ······ at this time.

"Ahem." Lu Fang coughed twice and looked at Bobbi with a serious face.

"Bobby, I didn't have any money when I came out just now, and you borrowed me twenty dollars to buy a Coke last week, isn't it time to pay it back now?"

"Twenty dollars? Buy Coke? Poppy glared at the side of the road, what are you kidding, the price of your Coke, or do you want to say I bought a dozen? This knock is too hard.

"I think it seems to be ten dollars." Bobby gritted her teeth and pulled a bill out of her pocket.

"Well, maybe I'm mistaken." After taking the money and saying that I was done, he got up and dragged John out of the cafeteria.

"Well done, man!" Drinking the extorted Coke, John gave a thumbs up to the side of the road.

"Meaningless, where are you going next, or do you want to go around." Lu Fang turned to look at John and said.

"No, I'm going back to playing games, remember to bring me lunch when you come back at noon."

Hearing this, Lu Fang did not force it, but walked to the courtyard alone, found a chair to bask in the sun, and enjoyed the life of not attending classes and getting a scholarship.

But this comfort only lasted for a while, and a figure had already walked over, blocking the sunlight on the side of the road. When he came back to his senses, he saw that this was a white man in his forties, wearing a suit and sunglasses, carrying a suitcase in his hand, with short hair and a slightly high hairline.

And the most remarkable thing is his height, eh····· Almost just past the shoulders of the passer-by.

In the United States, the height of one meter seven or eight on the Israeli side can barely claim to be of medium height, and the ······ in front of him.

"Who are you looking for?" Lu Fang squinted and said.

"I'm looking for Professor X, the principal of Charlie Academy for Gifted Children, to introduce myself, my name is Phil Coulson, and I'm a seventh-level agent of S.H.I.E.L.D." The middle-aged man said as he pulled out his ID from his pocket.

"S.H.I.E.L.D., Coulson." Lu Fang sat up suddenly when he heard this, what is this famous agent doing at this time at the mutant school.

"I just came to this school, and it's pretty to say, but it seems to be a bit big, and it's a bit troublesome to find your way, so ~ can you take me to see Professor X?" Coulson said with a signature smile on his face.

"Come with me." The passerby beckoned to Coulson and walked towards a building.

"Thank you so much." Seeing this, Coulson immediately followed the side of the road.

"Can you tell me your name? I mean, maybe we can get acquainted. As if to prevent embarrassment along the way, Coulson said to the side of the road after a few seconds of silence.

"I'm calling the wayside."

"Thank you very much for your help, Lu Yifang." Coulson thanked him again.

"This school you are in is very good, very historical, but it seems a little deserted, is it a holiday? There don't seem to be many students. ”

"Pretty much." Lu Fang said vaguely.

"Then you just stayed on campus during the holidays, I also liked to stay on campus during the holidays when I was in college, and I found a few buddies to drive to Liberty Island secretly at night, and secretly bought alcohol there. To be honest, I'm a government official, but I think the law that you can't drink alcohol until ······you're 21 is. ”

Along the way, Coulson, who opened the conversation box, spoke endlessly, and the road side had never thought that this lord was actually a chatterbox.

Fortunately, Coulson is very measured, and every time he starts to get impatient on the roadside, he will always change the subject, and sure enough, mastering the art of speaking is a prerequisite for becoming a good agent.

No, this guy can't just get information out of my mouth, thinking of this side of the road and talking can't help but be more cautious. Fortunately, this distance is not too far, and after a while, Lu Yiyi came to the professor's office.

"It's one party, come in." The professor's voice sounded in Lu Yifang's ears, and Lu Yifang's body was able to reflect threatening material energy attacks by default, and the professor's mental power was not judged to be a threat, plus Lu Yifang was no longer a stranger to Professor X, so in the end, this voice was smoothly transmitted to Lu Yifang's brain.

Squeak!

A slight voice sounded, and Lu Fang pushed the door open, and a reflective back of his head appeared in Lu Yi's field of vision.

"Thank you for bringing this guest to me." The professor turned his wheelchair around and looked at the side with a smile on his face.

"You're Professor X, I'm Phil Coulson, a Level 7 S.H.I.E.L.D. agent." Coulson skillfully showed his ID again.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. wants to talk to you about the other day."

"So you're the one you're going to talk to me about? Mr. Coulson, I don't mean to take you lightly, but apparently S.H.I.E.L.D. should send someone more talkative. Professor X said calmly.

"You're right, but I'm just a package deliverer." Coulson's face remained unchanged, and he walked to Professor X's desk and opened the silver metal box in his hand.

At this time, the road party found out that the box turned out to be a computer, and I saw that the pitch-black screen flickered the moment it was opened, and then ····· It's getting black again, don't get me wrong, the computer didn't crash, but a one-eyed dragon with a bald head like a boiled egg appeared on the screen.

Alas, how can the bald head look more scary than the other these days.

"Hello, Professor X, it's been a long time since we've seen each other."

"Hello, Director Fury."

Inside and outside the screen, two bald bosses, one black and one white, greeted each other, and were about to have a meeting and conversation of great significance to discuss whether there is an inevitable connection between becoming bald and becoming a big man, which is known as the "bald meeting" in history.

Forehead ······ Well, don't hit me, I admit that the last sentence is made up.