The condition of the Fisher Golf Course is as if it were a hurricane passing through as well as a missile bombardment.

Turf trees, crumbling building debris, as far as the eye can see, are all in a mess, like a messy oil painting painted by a child.

Minister Michael Hals's telephone receiver had fallen to the ground, and he stared at the four figures that flashed on the ruins, especially the blood-red skin with his tail waving behind him...... Devil?

James looked calmly at Professor Xavier, who was young, not tall but spirited, dressed in a well-fashioned handmade suit jacket and hung an Oxford College checkered scarf.

Well, the scarf is still the same as half a century ago.

"Look at people, you can be a professor at such a young age."

James raised his mouth and pulled up the routine, praised Charles twice, and talked to Eric quite seriously about his lack of motivation in his work.

"What a coincidence, Charles, why, to play golf?"

Eric Lanshel and James played haha, hurriedly diverted the topic, and no longer let Dad dwell on the matter of his evaluation of the college lecturer next year, he said playfully, looked at the "colleague" who had not said a serious word for a long time, and asked again.

"Whew."

Charles let out a long breath, stretched out his hand to James, shook it with him, and said with a little respect:

"It's a pleasure to meet you for the first time, sir, this is my cousin Raven, these are... Ordinary friends, we happen to—"

"For the first time? Professor Xavier, I'm afraid it's not the first time."

James smiled calmly, rubbed his fingers at the corners of his forehead, and then patted Eric on the shoulder with some helplessness.

"The research institute has almost tried to make the material that masks telepathy, so let's go back and get a J helmet by myself."

He and Emma looked at each other, and both understood that although James did not possess the power of mind and spirit, the majestic and imminent spiritual thoughts of the young Professor Xavier were as dazzling as the rising sun.

Eric finally understood something, he was speechless for a while, put his hands in his pockets, Shark smiled, staring at Charles burningly, he didn't expect the embarrassment in front of Emma to be staged again this time.

"Hug, hug Eric, I didn't get the right opportunity to explain to you......

Charles apologized to Eric in embarrassment, smacking his mouth and tugging at his scarf unnaturally, and for the first time Professor Xavier felt at a loss under the deep gaze of the tall, handsome, and unusually young gentleman.

Airplanes.. Kuku Ku Ku Ku ....

A blue-black aircraft resembling a military transport aircraft but with a flatter structure and a pair of wings at the tail soared overhead, slowly descending vertically under the impetus of four ice-blue energy engines.

Hank McCoy's eyes lit up on the strangely shaped plane, which, from his professional point of view, was a power-engine technology that surpassed the highest level of American attainment at the moment.

Bucky wears a black metal mask that covers his face, his eyes are exposed, his black hair is draped, his Edman's alloy arms gleaming in the light, and on his shoulders is an H made of fangs and knife marks that is the same as Steve's shield.

He casually ordered a few corpses, and the four wolf pack warriors behind him stepped forward and carried them, and walked towards the "Wolf's Lair No. 1" transport plane without looking back.

"Wait a minute! Which department are you from! I'm a senior agent in the CIA, this is the Minister of Hals of the Strategic Science Corps, and the identities of these bodies are still to be investigated, so you can't just take them away."

Agent Mora Maktagut saw that these uniforms, dressed in black combat uniforms, were carrying the corpses of these important Soviet mutants and had to run up and shout to stop them.

Minister Hals, who was also an SSR officer, also shook his stomach and ran forward to question, and they took it for granted that these fighters, who had been trained most rigorously, were America's special forces.

The warriors of the wolf pack continued their movements, unaffected, although they were not winter wolves, they were not comparable to the so-called seed bearers from the outside world.

Bucky didn't seem to hear the noise between the two, and the moment Michael Hals came to him, he glanced sideways and swallowed the words that the fat man was about to say.

"Charles, your ordinary friend?"

Eric glanced at the two Mora and asked in a somewhat sharp tone, he looked at James' expression and said no more.

"That's Mr. Howlett, we are also tracking down Sebastian Shaw, the "Black Emperor" who tried to cause the war between the United States and the Soviet Union, and I saw some clues, so I rushed all the way here."

Charles explained earnestly to the real "leader" James that he had not yet figured out how to deal with this mysterious and powerful gentleman, but the situation was becoming more and more troublesome.

"It's okay Professor Xavier, Shaw is dead, I'm going to take these mutant corpses with me, that American colonel can give it to you, as for these friends of yours.... Emma, clear this memory from them."

Charles had just relieved himself of the first half of the sentence, and Mr. Howlett turned to an unquestionable order, which immediately made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Wait a minute! Mr. Howley (18) please wait a minute, is this too much for you, and Raven and McCoy are also mutants."

"Oh?"

James glanced at the cousin of the young professor, who had focused almost all of his attention on Asazzo as soon as they appeared, and the other fair, thin young man with glasses, smiled shyly.

Hehe, the personality is quite good.

"Charles? Do you remember how many times you've snooped on your mind without their consent?

James smiled slightly and asked Charles Xavier, and Emma beside him raised her jaw and looked at herself quietly, waiting for the final decision.

"Forget these two young people, deal with the people in the government.

Emma flicked her long hair, walked in front of Charles, and glanced at him meaninglessly, the spiritual power of the two was separated, Charles had a slight headache, this extremely beautiful young woman, her spiritual power was as sharp as a diamond.

Agent Mora and Mr. Hals of the Mutant Force Research Department looked at the young lady who came and pointed at him, and his eyes immediately froze, and he immediately froze in place, muttering to the air.

Charles's chest bulged, both angry at the domineering behavior of Eric, the "elder", and confused by his point-to-point questioning, pursed his mouth tightly, looked at the young lady with bright white skin and bright blond hair, and erased the memories of Mora and the others.

"Let's go."

James took one last look at the people and turned to walk towards the flying machine, but Asazzo flashed to his side with some trepidation, muttering happily.

"Daddy, did you think that young professor's sister was interesting to me? She's been staring at me, and I'm so red when she sees it!"

"Ho! When you don't blush, beware of her cousin getting you in trouble."

James sneered and walked into the Wolf's Lair One, took Emma's hand, and looked carefully, the girl was now reborn.

"See you at school, Charles."

Eric Lanshel, who was walking at the end, said goodbye to Charles, and there was no displeasure in his expression, as if he was more interested in getting along in the future.

He winked at Raven with a playful smile, then looked at Hank McCoy, who looked like a young researcher, and strode away.

On the plane back to the old manor, Emma hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

"Can these mutants be trusted? And you know, if that Professor Xavier wanted to, he would be able to recover the memories of the two government agents,"

"It's a little thing that doesn't affect us, it's just an attitude, and if Charles Xavier goes to help them recover, it's his attitude,"

James hooked the corners of his mouth and asked Bucky in the cockpit in front of him, "How's Zola's preparations?"

"It's all done, and the terrain of Greenland is almost finished, teacher, what are we going to do?"

James smiled silently, and Bucky was not persistent, unbuckled his seat belt and ran to the rear cabin, hooking up with Eric

When he heard that the kid was now in a metal form, he was playing more and more handily, interrupting Asazzo's boast of recruiting girls, and flattering him to discuss with Eric, turning back to the small accessories in his left arm, and replacing them with Edelman alloy.

........

"What are you kidding, where did the hurricane come from in New York, Mora, it must be Colonel Hendry's fault, it's likely that a special squad blew it up."

Minister Michael Hals and CIA Agent Mora were in the front row discussing what the golf course had been destroyed and what had happened to Colonel Bob Hendry, who had died in the rubble of the building.

The three people in the back row were silent, Charles sat in the middle, feeling that he was uncomfortable, and moved his ass irritably from time to time, and the good-tempered Hank was almost stuck to the car window.

"Charles ....."

Raven, who had not spoken all afternoon, whispered Charles's name, and Hank McCoy also listened curiously, the two in front of him were arguing more and more, and he didn't know why, he always felt very awkward.

"That red-skinned man, he still has a tail, why is he so confident that he doesn't care..... What about the eyes of others?"

The indescribable melancholy and loneliness in Raven's words is that in this world, she can easily become anyone. But she did.

You can't be yourself.

Charles Xavier, who is very knowledgeable and intelligent, was asked again today, and he tried to comfort the lonely Raven, but he couldn't squeeze out a word.

Hank McCoy lowered his head against the seat in front of him, staring at his size fifty shoes propped up by his own instep, and he suddenly knew what was wrong.

It's the beast's feet that have been crammed into small shoes since childhood.

"Mr. President... In your case, I can only recommend some more antibiotics, analgesics are also necessary, and the side effects of these two new drugs are more obvious, but I still hope you can-"

"Dr. Schneider, it's okay, I'm used to it, and you know that I had malignant scarlet fever when I was very young, and then I had severe Addison disease in middle school, and these reactions are normal."

Mr. Johnson Kennedy, the 35th president of the United States, who had just been in office for less than a year, had a mild face and communicated his physical condition with the exclusive doctor in the White House, and he once again politely declined the doctor's recommendation for a comprehensive examination.

From childhood to adulthood, Kennedy has done dozens of in-depth examinations for his strange problems, suffered a lot and suffered many crimes, but there is still no way, and many diagnoses are plausible.

Later, in order to hide people's eyes, he has always claimed to have a similar situation of Addison's disease, a primary adrenal insufficiency with local pigmentation, grayish-brown or black-brown.

Dr. Schneider opened his mouth, and couldn't help but look at the chest and flank area covered by Mr. President's shirt, and his mind was clear, such a skin disease, where is Addison's disease....

Johnson Kennedy no longer expects to be cured, this disease that has long been clear to be genetically incurable, he only hopes that his daughter Caroline and little John, who have just been born, will not inherit such a curse.

Relying on some serum injections, he has controlled it fairly well in recent years, but the side effects of severe pain are not only the grinding of the physical body, but also the psychology and spirit of Mr. President.

Kennedy paused, rubbed his face, and flipped through the briefing notes on the table.

Guan Lijian's representative in NATO, strategic staff officer Colonel Bob Hendry, was turned against by hostile forces for the time being.

Lieutenant General Stanton and Major General Carllen are still under internal scrutiny and have largely confirmed that they have not been in contact with Hendry. Because of this serious external influence, Turkey's plan to deploy strategic missiles, which was almost about to be reached, was also completely shelved.

But the reports and recommendations submitted by the CIA and SSR on the power of mutation have opened the boundaries of the new President in the White House Round Hall, and made him even more suspicious of the reality of the strange powers and abilities on it.

He looked at the vast amount of information about the "mutants" group provided in the materials, and unconsciously scratched his side.

John F. Kennedy slowly had a terrible answer in his heart, and gradually felt that his ribs were itching again, and he subconsciously looked at the empty round hall again, unbuttoned the belly of his two shirts, and put his hand inside.

........

Poof!

As soon as Asazzo sent Emma Frost back to the old mansion, he immediately teleported and disappeared alone, Emma looked at the location of the black and red smoke strangely, and he didn't know what the red devil was with these days, and he often disappeared.

But on second thought, Asazzo's normal life was to disappear. "All dealt with?"

In the study of the old mansion, James held a map scroll that looked quite old, and he put on the black suit he wore when he went to Moscow, which was very close to the standard combat uniform of the wolf pack, but more refined and concise.

Unlike Eric, who likes to report a large flame, James is more of a convenient style.

"I have checked several generals of the Soviet missile forces, as well as the Minister of Defense, and high-level figures who have been in contact with Xiao, and the mental hints in their minds are not very deep, and they have solved it better than the school's original benefit."

James put the leather roll back in the drawer, got up and looked out the window at the assembled wolf pack, Steve had already put his shield on his back and stood in front of the team with Bucky, and Peggy Rogers was holding his eyelashes, talking to him a little unhappily.

"This time it went so smoothly because of Peggy's sister's intelligence work, which saved me and Asazzo a lot of time."

Since Emma broke through to the limit of the first layer of evolution and opened up her diamond mutant power, she has become taller, and it seems to be on her legs, and she is one hundred and eighty centimeters tall and wears long leather boots with some high heels, and slowly walks behind James with exaggerated long legs, and wraps her arms around his waist.

James smiled slightly, patted Emma on the back of his hand, remembered something, and asked, "Where's Asazzo?"

"He ran away as soon as he sent me back, why wasn't he interested in such a big operation?"

"Leave him alone, this kid can't be wishful thinking, Asazzo has been to that place, and it's normal for him to lose interest."

The two then came downstairs, and the Winter Wolf warriors got on the "Wolf's Lair" transport plane in turn, Peggy was also wearing a well-fitting combat uniform, and the pure and clear London sound sounded;

"Sir, Steve won't let me go with me, I guess you didn't specifically name the person who participated in this operation.

Peggy raised an eyebrow and glared at her husband, and Steve pulled Peggy's finger in embarrassment and smiled at the teacher without a kiss.

The battle of this operation is even more exaggerated than the previous question about the Red Square in Moscow, and the physical condition of Peggy's ordinary human beings should not join in the excitement.

"Let's go, this operation is not dangerous."

James gave Peggy a smile and walked to the smaller HMS Wolfssonic, a small manned aircraft designed by Dr. Anim Zola to curry favor with James, with a more comfortable environment and a smaller payload.

Peggy looked at Steve triumphantly, took Emma's outstretched hand, and followed her onto the Wolf, where Eric Lanshell was already waiting.

He has been dragged by Bucky in the underground research room of the old mansion for the past few days, transforming the Edelman metal parts little by little, this super strong alloy that is unique in the world and even the entire universe, extremely stable, and the gravitational force between metal molecules is terrifying.

Even at his current level of control, he must rely on melting and casting methods to soften the alloy first, and then change it into the desired component shape little by little through electromagnetic ability.

"You really don't know where to go this time? What are you going to do?"

Steve asked Bucky again, and the two of them exchanged information as they walked towards the Wolf's Lair, where the Winter Herald Warriors were riding.

"You don't know your teacher's favorite student, how can I know that the direction is in Africa, but what are you going to do...... I'd venture to guess it has something to do with these things on us."

Bucky buckled the shield behind Steve's back with his alloy left arm, and the dull sound of the exchange was heard, and the two of them didn't say anything more, but went to the cabin and sat down, buckling their seat belts.

The two Rubik's Cube powered vehicles burst the sound barrier one after another, relying on the energy supply of the vibranium engine and the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, and shot away in the direction of the African continent at a terrifying speed of Mach 10.

Far off the coast of Somalia, where a large number of Howlett family transport fleets have arrived at their designated locations, Mr. Jay Gatsby, as a peripheral member of this operation, awaits the true secret of the mission that Mr. Howlett gave him twenty years ago.

........

T'Challa looked at his younger brother Nidrob, patted his somewhat thin arms, hugged him again, and said in a deep voice:

"The most important thing there is patience, leaving this continent, no one will give us respect and equality in any land, you have to be like a real hunter, learn to wait under the mire of filth and the hot and arid desert."

Nidrob appeared to be only twelve or thirteen years old, the last child of her mother, Nanali, and was not born to the same father as T'Challa, but to an uncle who briefly served on the throne of Wakanda, and the tradition that a woman could be inherited by a brother or even a non-blood mother-son relationship.

Nidrob nodded vigorously, knowing that since the return of his brother T'Chaka, Wakanda had finally come together like never before in a thousand years.

And with the smelting and manufacturing technology he brought back, as well as the knowledge of the outside world "hunting", more perfect armor equipment, flying machines, and armaments have been continuously researched and forged.

In the more than ten years since T'Chaca's return, the people of Wakanda seem to have finally shaken off the shadow of the "red and white demons" that have become a nightmare for children, and they have finally learned to use the true power of Shengjin, and have also established a "national policy" to constantly understand the world and obtain information about the outside world.

"Don't worry, brother, I won't embarrass you!"

Nidrob's resemblance to their mother, Nanali, made T'Chaka particularly fond of this younger brother, who wore the vibranium armor that belonged to the Black Panther, and the pitch-black cloak that represented the king's status, and watched the people from afar on their way to Guan Lijian, Europe, and other places.

The High Priest sang the ancient Wakanda song of farewell to the wanderers and prayed for their blessings, and on the inside of their lower lips, they were pierced with the fluorescent stone powder from the holy gold ore and tattooed with the Wakanda script that could prove their identity.

T'Chaka watched the procession disappear into his view, and he couldn't help but feel hot when he thought of the child he had just conceived in his princess's womb.

While the power of the Heart-Shaped Grass can greatly prolong the Black Panther's youth, allowing them to maintain their peak strength and bravery in old age, most kings will choose to have a better heir to take over the responsibilities of the Black Panther's Guardian.

T'Chaka strode towards the throne mountain, followed by Dora's guards, their armor better and their weapons no longer a single spear, but a dagger, a sabre, and a revolver.

After Tcchaca's return, he admired the gunpowder weapons of the outside world, and he knew that although such weapons were meaningless to the black panther wearing vibranium armor, they were powerful enough to kill ordinary people, and if it weren't for the vibranium's ability to absorb kinetic energy, he would be looking forward to what kind of power would be used to forge guns with them.

The weather was fine early in the morning, and the sun shone on the H-sparkling waves of the Wakanda Mother River, and T'Chaka looked at the newly completed Panther Mountain, and finally felt that all the years of hard work had not been in vain.

In a trance, there seemed to be clouds drifting in, obscuring the light of the sun overhead, and heavy shadows were cast on the valley land, and the fierce black panther statue was also swallowed in the darkness.

T'Chaka and every one of the people of Wakanda looked up at the sky, a fiery airship they had never seen before, like a cloud of black clouds that covered the sky and the sun, engulfing the land of Wakanda.

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