"Actually, it's nothing, I'm just here to take them to recognize your face this time, it's best to take a photo, and when the time comes, I'll post it on Facebook."

While the mutant trio was studying Spider-Man's newspaper clippings, Wang Dali came up with a crooked trick while chatting with Peter.

"If you want to revive the game of mutants, it's very difficult if you're just a normal superhero. So I want to follow the line of superhero idols to nurture them. ”

"Idols?"

Hearing this, Tony Stark showed a very exaggerated expression, and his body twisted accordingly.

"You want them to wear superhero suits and run to the stage singing and dancing like this?"

"Wait, Mr. Wang. You haven't told us about it before! ”

The steel force on the side said to Wang Dali with a panicked face, and he knew from his nickname that his body was very stiff. It's barely okay to sing, but it's really hard for him to dance.

Sitting next to him, the introverted Bobbi also said that it was really a bit impossible.

"Of course you can refuse."

Wang Dali glanced at them with some displeasure, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth.

"In that case, I'll send you back now, and let Professor X get a different batch. I think your classmates should be happy to contribute to fellow mutants. ”

Such a big hat was covered, leaving Colossus and Iceman speechless. Burning Man John is quite interested in this superhero idol project.

"What's the hurry, big piece of iron. Since it's a superhero idol, I guess it's definitely different from ordinary idols, right? ”

"That's right."

Wang Dali nodded at him and explained his plan further.

"Idols rely on songs, dances, and looks to gain fans. After the number of fans comes up, the purpose is to make money for the company behind him, and it doesn't matter if the value of the idol itself is overdrawn for this. But you're not the same. ”

"Superhero idols are not a very lucrative profession, and in my plan, every money you earn will be donated to charity except for a tenth of your living expenses. I think you can help with that, Tony. ”

In the United States, where almost a rich man would do charity to avoid taxes, Tony Stark has a lot of say in this regard.

"You can just go to Pepper for this matter, she is taking care of the charitable foundation in my hand, and I guarantee that there is no catfish."

Under the operation of some well-intentioned people, charitable organizations have become money-making organizations. But Tony Stark is not short of this money, and he doesn't need to do this kind of thing, which would greatly damage his reputation and that of Stark if he is discovered.

"Although you are narcissistic and (harmonious) in your mouth, it is undeniable that there are many people in the general public who yearn for your life. Coupled with the identity of Iron Man, he can barely be regarded as half a star. Driven by your fame, it will be easier for them to take the first step. ”

"Huh, star?"

After listening to Wang Dali's evaluation, Tony looked disapplieving. He straightened his shirt and tensed the biceps that he had worked so hard to work on recently, revealing the smile of a successful man.

"Have you ever seen a star as rich as me?"

……

"New York Post, I'm Boers Killen. This is the Brussels district of New York City, and the fire was spreading badly when I arrived! More than a dozen firefighters are already working intensively. According to the tips of the surrounding residents, there is still a family of three inside who has not been evacuated! But the fire was so big that the firefighters couldn't rush in at all! ”

Rumble!

As the reporter spoke, a room in the building exploded, and then a series of explosions followed. Flames rose wildly into the sky, and reporters standing a few meters away from the building could feel a hot wind blowing.

"Oh no!"

The fire was in a hotel, and the location of the explosion was supposed to be its kitchen.

After the explosion, the flames intensified, and the combined efforts of the three fire engines were unable to suppress them. And looking at the fire, when it was extinguished, the three people in the building were probably already scorched.

"Stand back, stand back!"

For the sake of effect, the New York Post reporter and his photographer stood a little too close to the fire. For safety reasons, a firefighter stepped forward and wanted to get them back a few meters.

But at this moment, two people wearing peaked caps with the brim of their hats pressed very low suddenly approached the fire. The firefighter frowned and was about to scold them, when the two suddenly raised their right hands at the burning building in front of them.

A breath of frost erupted from one of the men's hands and quickly rushed into the fire, aiming for the room where the family of three was. The constant flow of frost soon suppressed the surrounding fire, and soon began to freeze the room from the position of the window.

Another man pressed down with his right hand, and the raging flames in the fire were like beasts in chains, unwilling in his heart, but physically very obedient and slowly weakened his fire.

A minute later, the fire that had just wanted to fly to the sky was completely suppressed, and finally became a small flame that slowly floated into the young man's hand, and was shattered by him.

The people around were still amazed by the two of them, but the firefighters immediately put on gas masks and decisively ran to the building that had stopped burning.

This is the news that God destined to give me!

Watching the plot reverse, Bulls was so excited that he was about to jump.

"Nelson, follow me!"

He rushed towards the two young men with his photographer and spoke to them quickly.

"Hello, I'm New York Post reporter Burth Killen. You just put out a fire and saved three innocent lives, how do you feel now? ”

Noticing the presence of the camera, the two pulled the brim of their hats lower, almost covering most of their faces.

"We didn't feel anything. Since you have this ability, isn't it natural to choose to save people? ”

The young man who had extinguished the flame of the two replied into the microphone in Booles' hand, and the other young man who manipulated the ice tugged at his arm.

"John, the time we made with Mr. is almost up, and we should go."

Then he nodded to Boles.

"Sorry, it's time for us to go to class."

"Wait, I ......"

Although Boers continued to ask, they did not mean to answer the question again, but kept their heads down and ran away.

But Boers, of course, was not going to let them go, and trotted to follow with the cameraman named Nelson behind him. Asking questions while running.

On the other side, the onlookers also reacted and approached the two and took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Just as they were about to be surrounded, a blue door suddenly appeared on the ground.

Without saying a word, the two young men stepped in, and Bulls hesitated for only a second, and then could only watch as the portal closed.