Since Logan let Chen Hao get into the RV, his attitude towards him has eased a lot.

On the surface, it still looks a little cold, but the conversation is quite pleasant.

The RV continued to make its way towards New York, stopping at each small town.

When you get off the bus, the first thing you do is find a bar.

Chen Hao followed him several times, and he didn't bother to follow him anymore.

Logan goes for a drink and usually looks for trouble, or is being asked for trouble.

Anyway, he is familiar with doing these things, and he can handle them well, without Chen Hao interfering.

When he had nothing to do, he practiced spraying ice in the snow.

After all, there is a mission on his body, and it is still unknown whether he can kill the holder of the fragment.

Obviously, it was only a day's journey, but he was delayed by Logan like this, and he stopped and stopped, and only arrived in New York on the third day.

As the largest city in the United States, New York has its own unique vitality of the times.

On the streets, on the roads, there were people everywhere, far from being comparable to the small towns on the road.

Boom.

Closing the door of the RV, Logan tilted his head and moved his neck, and walked down the street.

Chen Hao followed, and after a drink later, it was time to say goodbye.

Turning around, Rogan seemed familiar with New York City, and soon came to a bar and pushed the door in.

Chen Hao also followed in and sat at the bar.

This bar is one of the most distinctive decorated bars I have seen in the past few days.

Antique-like furniture and hanging bells are on display, and the wooden bar counters, tables and chairs exude a retro charm.

To the left of the entrance, a small neon sign with Marv's Bar on it hangs, and several old-fashioned pachinko machines are placed underneath.

Even though it's daytime, the store is still lit up.

In a half-drunk and half-awake state, looking up at these lights, it is not a bit lazy.

"Huh."

Chen Hao put the empty wine glass on the bar.

A glass of pure whiskey burns from his throat all the way to his stomach, giving him an indescribable sense of pleasure.

"It's time for me to go."

Logan snorted, took a sip of his cigar, and pressed it into the ashtray.

Just then, the door to the bar was pushed open, and the two gathered around.

"Excuse me, I'm Eric Lansell."

"I'm Charles Xavier. We want to ......"

"Fuck off." Logan doesn't have any affection for strangers.

Seeing the helpless expressions of Professor X and Magneto after eating the closed door, Chen Hao smiled.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

I was about to say goodbye to Logan and look for them, but I didn't expect to send it myself.

Seeing the two of them leave the bar, Chen Hao nodded at Logan and chased him out.

Logan raised an eyebrow and drank the wine from his glass.

The two guys who were looking for him turned out to be the ones the little guy was looking for, which made him inevitably look back and take a second look.

"Hey, Eric, Professor Charles."

Chen Hao pushed open the door of the bar and stopped the two who were about to get into the car.

"You know us?" Magneto Eric kept a friendly smile.

Charles looked at Chen Hao, and his habitual smile froze on the spot.

His brow furrowed, realizing that things were not simple.

"Of course, I'm here to join you."

Chen Hao approached the two, shook hands with Eric, and looked at Charles: "Professor? ”

Eric glanced at Charles, saw his strange expression, and asked, "What's wrong, Charles?" ”

"Nothing."

In front of the two of them, Chen Hao showed his ability a little, and condensed a little ice cube with his index finger.

Maintaining cohesion is a little more difficult than direct jet release, which is the result of Chen Hao's solo exploration for a few days.

Revealing your mutant identity can better gain the trust of the other party.

“wow。”

Eric was very happy to see that Chen Hao's fingers could condense into ice.

Mutants like this who involve manipulating the elements of heaven and earth have great potential.

I originally thought that this operation would end empty-handed, but I didn't expect that a person who took the initiative to join appeared halfway through, and finally didn't run in vain.

patted Chen Hao on the shoulder, and Eric turned his head to signal.

"Get in the car."

Chen Hao looked at Charles, who had a strange face, hooked the corners of his mouth, and sat in the back seat.

Eric wanted to get into the back seat, but Charles patted him and motioned for him to sit in the front.

Boom.

Closing the car door, Charles, who was sitting in the back seat, reached out and snapped his fingers at Eric who was sitting in the front seat.

"Get some sleep and forget about it."

As the words fell, Eric closed his eyelids and collapsed against his chair.

Chen Hao's eyes narrowed.

When he saw young Magneto and Charles, the first thing that came to his mind was "X-Men: Apocalypse" and "X-Men: First Class".

Charles is not in a wheelchair now, and he has hair.

These two points can confirm that Chen Hao is in the world of "X-Men: First War".

Seeing Eric in the front row falling, a thoughtful and terrifying question suddenly popped up in Chen Hao's mind.

It's no wonder that Magneto was reluctant to put down the helmet after getting it.

Maybe it's the perception that Charles has tampered with his memories many times?

Otherwise, Eric became very friendly after meeting Charles, and there was a slight conflict with his cold personality in the early stage.

To say that Charles didn't alter Eric's memory at all is a bit untenable.

Next to the back seat, Charles pressed his index finger to his temple, pretending to be careless, and looked at Chen Hao.

This posture indicates that he is using his psychic abilities.

"You don't look like a mutant, why did you join us?" Charles threw out two questions at once.

Before getting in the car, Chen Hao had been paying attention to Charles's reaction.

He wanted to confirm whether Charles's mind control had any effect on him.

If Charles could read it, then inevitably, he would touch on information from other worlds.

At this time, he will show a complex expression of shock, doubt, and doubt.

But if he can't read it, it means that his memory is protected by the system, and then there will be suspicion and vigilance.

From Charles's current expression, add the ambiguous word 'not like it'.

Chen Hao preliminarily judged that Charles could not probe his memory.

Since the memory is protected by the system, there is no need to fear those mental attacks in the future.

After all, compared to the visible energy attack, the invisible spirit attack can be said to be impossible to prevent.

With the hole card of immunity, Chen Hao is also more at ease.

It seems that his golden finger is not so bad.

"My abilities are to control the ice, the psychic barrier, and foresee the future."

Chen Hao met Charles's gaze: "Don't worry, I'm here to help you." ”

Hearing the other party say the word 'psychic barrier', Charles's expression softened slightly, as if to solve his doubts that he couldn't tell that he was a mutant.

However, from between his eyebrows, Chen Hao could still see that he was a little wary of himself.

If you think about it carefully, you can understand it.

There was a good ten seconds of silence between the two men, and Charles broke the deadlock and snapped his fingers at the front row.

"Smack."

Eric woke up.

He looked into the back seat through the rearview mirror and smiled gently.

The car's engine started and quickly drove away from the New York street corner.

Chen Hao looked at Logan in Malf's bar through the car window, and his mood was a little complicated.