After dealing with the robbers, Coulix rushed to the alley he had just run out of without looking back according to his previous plan. The portal opened by Wang Dali did not close, allowing him to return to the underground laboratory of Stark's house in the next second.

By the time the police grabbed the robbers and ran over, the alley was empty.

……

The next day, the incident was in the first three pages of almost every newspaper in New York. If it weren't for the lack of photos, the front-page headlines wouldn't be out of the question.

New York Post: Shocked! When a robber meets an iron man!

New York Economic News: Bailiskin's shop owner, Lakeman Polis: "Please contact this Iron Man, and I'll give him $200,000 as a thank you!" ”

New York Daily: Another superpower, what the hell are our police doing?!

Clarion Daily: Where did Spider-Man go when new superpowers are popping up?

Three feet of cold is not a day's work, and Rome was not built in a day. It takes time for these reports to ferment in the hearts of ordinary people, and it also needs uninterrupted news heat.

So in the past few days, Wang has sent John, Bobby, and Pitt to areas with high crime rates in New York, such as Brooklyn, Hell's Kitchen and other low-to-middle-income centers, or some other 'ghettos' in New York

Neither John, Poppy, nor Pete, until they were found out to be mutants and expelled by their families, were the children of upper-middle-class Americans, and they didn't even think about what was going on in these ghettos. So when a cold pistol crept up against Pete from behind, he turned around in some shock.

"Twenty dollars, I'll only need twenty dollars."

In front of him was a man with an unusually flushed face, wearing a somewhat tattered gray trench coat and a hood.

He lowered his head, holding a gun in one hand against Pete's waist and rummaging in his pocket with the other. Judging by his skillful movements and the way he deliberately avoids the camera, it's clearly not the first time.

But the man, who seemed to have just been drugged, rummaged through several pockets in a row and did not find any money from Pete, and finally impatiently punched Pete directly.

"Give me the money...... Shit, did you put a steel plate on yourself?! ”

He raised his head, and when he saw Pete's metalized body, his originally sluggish eyes suddenly focused.

"Oh my God, you're a mutant!"

From the mouth of this addict came an exclamation. At the same time, it is not known if he was too nervous, and the trigger of the gun in his hand was suddenly pressed.

Bang!

A crisp shot rang out in the alley, and the shot pierced Pete's shirt and T-shirt. The oval lead bullet, accelerated by gunpowder, slammed into Pete's tempered skin, deforming and bounced off under the force of the impact.

Pete turned his body, and his steel face was inherently cold. The addict robber, who was in a state of flux, was clearly frightened and began to shoot him one after another.

Bang bang The bullets hit Pete and turned into ricochets, and one of them coincidentally hit the shooter himself.

"Ahh Potter, Ron, come and save me! ”

The junkie who was shot had snot and tears streaming down his eyes, dropped the gun and dragged a wounded leg as he struggled backwards, shouting out the names of his friends who lived nearby.

As a result, Colossus looked up and glanced around the building, and no one dared to speak out, let alone help him.

"Ah, it hurts! You bastards, I used to find a girlfriend and let you sleep together! I'm dying! Oh! ”

In the panic, the addict accidentally bumped into a trash can, and the whole person turned into it. His wound was touched as a result, and he let out an even more terrible cry of pain.

Touching his head, seeing that the other party was already miserable enough, Pete had no intention of going up to give him two punches again, but turned to leave.

It's just that he didn't expect that all this was completely recorded by a nearby camera.

The next day, Colossus Pitt woke up late. He felt comfortable sleeping yesterday and woke up refreshed.

After waking up early every day for half an hour of routine exercise, he went to Professor X's office after breakfast, and walked through the portal established here to the underground laboratory in Stark's house.

Usually Tony is next to the experiment, continuing to improve and strengthen his mark suit, while the three mutants act according to Wang Dali's orders.

However, when he arrived, he found that neither John nor Bobby had a good look on their faces.

"What's the matter, didn't you sleep well last night?"

At this time, Pete still has the heart to joke. Poppy grudgingly smiled at him, and John shook his head and tossed a few newspapers in front of Pete.

"You'd better take a look at this first."

Pete took the newspaper with some confusion, looked at it, and his face darkened.

New York Post: He's a mutant! He wants to kill me! His legs were all broken by him! There is also a picture of an addict in a hospital ward with a plaster cast next to it.

New York Daily: Terrible! The Iron Monster is coming!

It was a frontal photo of Pett tempered from a monitor. A silver glow flashed across his grim countenance, which was completely metallized, and he looked like a cold-blooded killer.

New York Lace: Bullets don't work! How can you deal with a steel monster that has broken into your home? Look at eight o'clock tonight, Lucy teaches you to fight mutants!

Clarion Daily: The Iron Monster has appeared! Did you see Spider-Man?!

"They're making it up!"

These news made Colossus more and more angry, and he tore all these newspapers to shreds.

"That guy is trying to rob me!"

After returning yesterday, Wang Dali asked the three of them to tell each other about their gains. Of course, Coulix also said this somewhat funny thing.

"But obviously, in the eyes of these media, the facts don't matter, the news does."

John already has some realizations, no wonder whether it is Spider-Man, Wang Dali, or Iron Man, they are not very optimistic that they can become superheroes.

What a terrible thing people say.

"Yo, everybody's here early."

Just when the three of them were angry, Wang Dali's figure appeared from the void. He looked down at the scattered fragments of the newspaper and asked Pete, who couldn't control himself and tempered his hands.

"What's going on?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang. It was some remarks against Pete in the newspapers that made him unable to control his emotions. ”

Poppy opens the homepage of the major news outlets on his computer. Although the newspaper was torn up by Pete, he had nothing to do with the content on the Internet.

"What is this?"

Looking at the comments on various websites, Wang Dali shook his head at Colossus.

"That's angry? Can't stand it? I'll tell you Pete, it's too early for the media to criticize you! ”