"I know it's not your fault, you just can't control your superpowers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"It's not...... I don't have any superpowers. Emma whispered a defense.

Even telling lies without confidence.

"Don't be afraid, Emma, I've been watching you for a long time, and now I'm coming to you because you're getting less and less able to control your superpowers. I can help you. ”

"Help me?" Emma raised her head and stared at Yang Kun with dark blue eyes, "How can you help me?" ”

"Emma, your superpower is a gift, not a disaster, you have to overcome the doubts and fears in your heart, overcome your own heart, and learn to control your superpower." Yang Kun stretched out his palm, "I will help you." ”

"Why are you helping me?"

"I'm just like you, I have superpowers."

Yang Kun said as he took out the beam sword from his waist, and with a flick of his wrist, a red laser appeared in front of him, which frightened Emma and took several steps back.

"Emma, I don't mean anything, I'm just proving to show you my superpowers."

Yang Kun has evolved in many stages and has many superpowers in the eyes of ordinary people, such as self-healing, steel skin, supersonic movement and emitting energy beams, among which the most convenient to display and the most visually impactful effect is of course the self-healing ability.

The laser sword broke through the superficial skin of the palm, revealing bright red flesh and white bones, and Emma screamed again and lowered her head to cover her eyes, not daring to look down.

Almost as soon as the laser sword left, Yang Kun's palm recovered as before, as if it had never been injured.

"Do you see clearly?" Yang Kun raised his left hand and shook it in front of Emma's eyes, "My superpower is to heal myself quickly. ”

Emma couldn't believe her eyes, and couldn't help grabbing Yang Kun's palm and looking it up and down, surprised and delighted, "There are really no scars." ”

Yang Kun smiled and put away the beam sword, "Emma, you should believe that I'm here to help you now. ”

Emma looked up at Yang Kun, her eyes gradually distracted, and her thoughts extended, trying to enter the brain of the strange man in front of her to tell if he was telling the truth.

As soon as the brain sensing extended to the man, he suffered a strong impact, and Emma suddenly shouted "ah" as if she had been electrocuted, and squatted down in pain holding her head.

Thinking about what Emma wanted to do with his toes, Yang Kun said leisurely: "Emma, you are reading my brain memory, this is not good." ”

"I'm sorry, I just want to make sure if you're telling the truth or not?" Emma whispered with her head in her hands.

Yang Kun sighed: "I know what you're afraid of, Emma, you're afraid of exposing your superpowers, afraid that ordinary people will discriminate against you and exclude you." ”

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid, on the contrary, it should be ordinary people who are afraid of my superpowers," Yang Kun smiled slightly, and took two steps forward to approach Emma, "Emma, do you know that in Texas, I once knocked down a cowboy with a double-shot shotgun pointed at me with one punch. The cowboy was lying on the ground like a clumsy fat turtle and couldn't move......"

Emma looked up and smiled.

It was Emma's first laugh since the two met, and it was a good start.

"Emma, we have power beyond ordinary people, and it is they who should be afraid of us."

Emma nodded heavily, she didn't know the concept of mutants, and in her heart she regarded Yang Kun as a person with superpowers like herself, as a kind of person, and was willing to be close to him.

It's easy for mutants to fall into a sense of superiority, especially those with powerful superpowers, and the sense of superiority is simply bursting, with Magneto and Sebastian being the most typical examples.

Yang Kun is not a mutant, he is a genuine evolved human, without the exaggerated arrogance and superiority derived from the hostility of mutants, and treats ordinary people as equals as always.

His words of encouragement to Emma are just a tactic to talk about and do not represent what he really thinks. If you want Emma to listen to him, you must first win Emma's trust, and his conversation is just a way to get closer to Emma.

"Are you really a CIA investigator?" Emma plucked up the courage to ask.

"I work for a highly classified team, and it's not convenient for me to give you the details until you're sure to join."

"You're inviting me to join?" Emma pointed to her chest uncertainly, as if she had heard a funny joke on April Fool's Day.

"Of course, I'm here to invite you. Emma, I need your superior abilities. ”

"No, I can't," Emma habitually hung her head, "I'm just a high school student and my grades aren't good. ”

Yang Kun shook his head with a smile, it seems that he will not be able to change the inferiority complex and sensitivity of this future white queen for a while.

"Emma, do you have time in the evening, I'll treat you to dinner."

Emma looked surprised, "You invited me?" ”

"Of course, I cordially invite you."

"But ......"

"No, but."

Yang Kun interrupted Emma's hesitation and shirk domineeringly, and took the lead in pushing open the door and walking out of Mr. Ian's office. Emma was stunned for a moment and walked out.

On the streets of New York, of course, Yang Kun can't fly casually in public, he is not a Spider-Man who sways around unscrupulously in red pajamas.

Driving decently, Yang Kun drove Emma to an Italian restaurant.

Emma comes from a wealthy family, behaves well in a high-end restaurant, is much more relaxed than at school, and talks a little more, taking the initiative to talk to Yang Kun about her family and relatives.

Talking about how her father Winston was cold and selfish, her mother was addicted to psychotropic drugs every day, her sister and she were like strangers and ignored, and the only brother close to her was gay.

"I'm sorry for you to listen to me, I've never said so much, I've never said anything to anyone, my family doesn't care about me, no one listens to me." Emma stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

"I'd love to listen, Emma, if it feels so much easier to say it."

"Well, it's much easier, thank you."

"Emma, you can call me Yang, my friends call me that. After eating, we went to play a fun game. ”

Emma was intrigued, "Really? What game? ”

Yang Kun smiled mysteriously, "Confidential." ”

The more mysterious Yang Kun became, the more curious Emma became, and she didn't have the heart to enjoy the sumptuous dinner, so she almost opened her mouth to urge Yang Kun to fulfill her promise.

After dinner, Yang Kun drove Emma around Fifth Avenue twice and chose a secluded street to park.

Emma looked around, there was no passerby, and she couldn't help but be a little nervous, her palms folded, and her legs kept changing positions.

Yang Kun looked at them one by one and smiled: "Emma, do you like to look at the stars?" ”

"Sometimes."

"Get out of the car."

Emma hesitated for a moment, but decided to follow Yang Kun's words and get out of the car.

Yang Kun walked around the car and stretched out his arm to hold Emma's palm.

Emma's fair face turned red all of a sudden, and her heart was like a deer, as if the blood in her whole body was boiling.

She was ridiculed and ridiculed by her classmates at school, and she had no close friends, let alone boys.

Yang Kun was the first boy to hold her hand. It should be a man, a mature and elegant man.

The man in front of him was very different from the childish boys in the school, his black eyes were clear and translucent, shining with wisdom, and the smile on his lips was fascinating.

"Hold on to me, we're flying."

"Can you still fly?" Emma asked happily, and involuntarily hugged Yang Kun's waist and hugged it tightly.