"This guy really has his eyes closed."

On the street in the dim light, the strange man in pajamas, walking forward step by step, his steps are heavy, like a marionette.

Every step was like a cash withdrawal, he didn't step on the garbage on the side of the road, and he didn't hit a telephone pole, you must know that this guy can close his eyes.

Logan walked up to the man in surprise and stretched out his steel claws to block the way, but the other party seemed to have eyes and spared him.

"He's sleepwalking, but it doesn't look like a normal sleepwalking, it's a little weird."

Rojo was about to wake up telepathically, when he heard some footsteps approaching, turned his head to look, and there were three people a few meters apart, in a row, walking in front of him, following the pajama man in front of him.

"They're all sleepwalking?"

Seeing these people, Logan closed his eyes, his expression was painful and weird, he didn't dare to stop people, and took a few steps back.

"Well, it's kind of weird, they're acting as if they're doing some kind of group activity."

Rojo could feel that these people were all asleep, and reading the dreams of several people, he didn't find anything unusual, but they had one thing in common, they were all happy in their dreams.

Suddenly, in the alley behind him, a red-blue figure fell from the sky, stood between the two of them, put his hands on the shoulders of Rojo and Rogan, lowered his voice, and said, "Guys, you read that right, they are indeed doing some kind of sleepwalking. ”

"Damn"

"!"

Rojo paused, and looked at each other with Logan, who was also foul-mouthed next to him, and at the same time turned around and grabbed the shoulders of the person behind him, punched hard, and lifted his leg to thump.

Bang!

The red-blue figure fell backwards, his back fell heavily to the ground, his unique big eyes on his mask, slightly opened and contracted, one large and one small, and said in pain: "Oh, my belly. and my back"

"Spider-Man?"

Rojo recognized the figure on the ground, the red and blue tights, the signature black spider on the chest, and the authentic Queens accent, revealing a childish spirit.

"He's the Spider-Man who swings around in the air every day?"

Logan looked at the strange look, "It looks like you're in pajamas, you can't be in the same group as the group outside, right?" ”

"Ahem. Ha, well, it seems necessary to clarify. It's the one I usually wear in battle, but it's not pajamas. Have you ever seen such a stylish, fashionable pajamas? This is a true tight-fitting suit designed to provide maximum flexibility and protection in the face of intense combat. ”

Peter. Parker rubbed his abdomen and stood up, his mouth unheard, "You can see clearly, it is the most expensive and best material on the market!" ”

"Bully?"

Logan raised an eyebrow, his thick black eyebrows up and down, glancing at the lower half of the spider suit.

"Bule!"

Peter. Parker subconsciously covered it.

"Don't make any noise, those guys are already far away, keep up."

Seeing the sleepwalking procession, Rojo walked towards the end of the corridor, and he quickly followed the water pipe and climbed to the top of the building.

Most of Hell's Kitchen's buildings are old-fashioned, characterized by being dense and compact, almost connected to each other, with few floors.

He could take advantage of the gap between the buildings, jump over, and follow the sleepwalking team below.

"You also have superpowers?"

Peter. Seeing this, Parker hurriedly pulled his limbs on the wall to catch up, obviously wearing a mask, but the big eyes on the mask revealed surprise, "I remembered, I saw you before, you and a girl!" ”

"When did you find out there was something wrong with them?"

Rojo didn't answer, but looked at the group below, and turned to ask Peter, who was following behind. Parker.

"Last week I noticed that people were missing every night in Queens, and it felt like something was wrong. So I made up my mind to find this murderer. A little over an hour ago, I stumbled upon this group of sleepwalkers on a street in Queens and felt that things were not simple. In order to find out the truth, I followed all the way. ”

Peter. Parker didn't hide it, anyway, this kind of thing, everyone can see it with their eyes, besides, he doesn't have a clue, maybe he can find the answer from these two people.

Logan. Howlett was surprised: "Oh my God, they walked from Queens to Manhattan in their pajamas?" ”

"Most of the roads they walked, there were no people, otherwise passers-by would have called the police a long time ago."

Peter. Parker said with a shrug.

"That's all? Why don't you wake them up. ”

Rojo was still more concerned about Peter's thoughts.

"I suspect that the people who disappeared mysteriously before may also have disappeared because of sleepwalking. Although the police tried to find clues, they have not been able to find their whereabouts because the surveillance has been disturbed and the picture is blurred. I want to track them down to find out. ”

Peter. Parker paused, hesitated, and said, "And lately, when I have been sleeping at night, I often hear people calling me, which may be related to the initiator of the disappearance." ”

"Wait a minute, you said someone called you while you were sleeping? It sounds a bit like a fantasy show, but. It's also possible that someone with special abilities did it. ”

Logan. The only thing Howlett can think of is mutants or other superpowers.

Rojo didn't speak, but after listening thoughtfully, he looked at the sleepwalking team around the corner and was about to enter the alley, and said, "Follow up first." ”

However, the four sleepwalkers below, who were acting strangely and stiffly, all stood stunned in place after turning into the dim alley, and stopped side by side, motionless.

Under the meager moonlight, accompanied by the autumn wind, the sound of garbage cans blowing on the ground, the faces of the four people looked a little pale and even more weird.

"They actually stopped."

Peter. Parker stared at the four men below.

Rojo and Rogan didn't speak, but in the next second, they were a little overwhelmed, only to see that the stiff bodies of the four people below instantly lost their strength, and all of them collapsed to the ground in unison, and they snored.

"Why are you all lying down?"

Logan wondered.

"Asleep, they're not sleepwalking, they're in a deep sleep, and it seems that the people behind the scenes have found out that we're following."

Rojo jumped straight down, landed beside the four, leaned over and ripped open their eyelids with his hand, checking that there was no weakness in their bodies.

"It looks like the plan has failed."

Peter. Parker looked disappointed, "So what now?" ”

"Call the police, forget it, let S.H.I.E.L.D. handle it, and the others will clean up and go home to sleep."

Rojo said, taking out his phone and sending a message to Agent Hill, this kind of obviously supernatural event is the right choice to leave it to a professional to deal with.

"What is S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"The Territorial Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency, the agency responsible for dealing with paranormal events, is like this now."

"Sounds cool, an agent?"

"Well, you'll get to know them later."

"Oh my God, there really are agents?! I can still know them, but I can only wait until later, not now? ”

"Nope."

"Why?"

"Because you're not qualified enough, when you're capable enough and they need you, they'll come to you naturally, don't worry."

"When was that?"

Peter. Parker asked anxiously.

Logan on the side listened to Rojo patiently explain various problems to Spider-Man, and was a little big, "Spider-Man, you have a lot of words, you are looking forward to S.H.I.E.L.D. so much, usually when they look for you, it's not a good thing." ”

"Really?"

Peter looked at Rojo with a look in his eyes full of inquiry, after all, as a teenager with a slight secondary two, he was very curious about agents, especially those responsible for dealing with supernatural events, which was cool to think about.

"Hmm."

Rojo nodded, and also received a message that Hill was rushing here with people, and said, "You go first, S.H.I.E.L.D. is coming, if they know that the matter is related to you, then it will be very troublesome." ”

"But I want to see"

Seeing that Peter was still talking, Rojo simply used telepathy to make him sleepy and trick his brain into going back to sleep, this trick worked, but he used this trick to deceive Peter's spider sense, otherwise two people with spider sense would have a "chemical reaction" when they met.

"Well, two, I'll go first."

Peter yawned.

Rojo thought for a moment, stopped him, wrote a number, handed it over, and said, "Wait a while, if you encounter something similar again, or some sleepwalker, just call me, if you are not busy, I can help you." ”

After Peter left, Logan. Howlett was a little puzzled and asked, "It's good to leave this kind of thing to S.H.I.E.L.D., we still have a lot of things to do." ”

"You don't understand, I'm interested in this thing, and it's nowhere near as simple as it seems."

Rojo looked meaningfully at the sleeping man on the ground and said, "It may be some kind of witchcraft, or a warlock or a mystic." ”

"Stop fantasizing, there's no magic in the world."

Logan disagreed.

"Maybe there is, you haven't turned the earth over, how do you know that magic doesn't exist."

"If so, I haven't seen an owl messenger deliver a letter to me."

The two chatted for a short time before S.H.I.E.L.D. people arrived and took over the scene before they went to the underground base to pick up their belongings, and left Hell's Kitchen in a car to return to the ranch in the suburbs.

When he left, Rojo was still thinking about the sleepwalker, and if he could really find the person behind the scenes, he might be able to open the door to Marvel magic.

However, on the pickup truck, neither Rojo nor Rogan noticed that after passing through a dark street, a whirlpool of black gas appeared out of thin air, and a man in a robe, with a white and black face and black scratches around his eye sockets, stared at the disappearing taillights of the pickup.

He muttered, his voice hoarse and low, "Who is this guy?" He is special and the host will love it. ”

The morning sun shines through the leaves of the jungle and casts dappled light and shadow on the exterior walls of the wooden houses. A simple wooden house, after the baptism of time, the brown wooden walls have been mottled, showing the traces of history. Under the eaves, a string of colorful wind chimes hangs, and the breeze blows, ringing a crisp bell.

The lawn in front of the door was covered with dew and shimmering with crystalline light, and the wildflowers on the edge of the lawn swayed gently in the breeze. In the distance, the white sheep shuttle through the wheat field, leisurely eating the wheat seedlings, everything seems so harmonious and peaceful.

"Early."

Rojo pushed open the door, said hello to passers-by, took a sip of coffee, and took a deep breath of the fresh morning air.

This is what I dreamed of in the underground base before, and after a few weeks of living there, it seemed that people's vision was dimmed, but now the beautiful scene in front of me made everything clear again.

The ranch is not particularly large, the living area is in the central area of the ranch, five red tiled houses, the red tiled house in the middle is the hall and meeting room, and the dining area, and on both sides is the living quarters, Rojo and Rogan, Charles, and Marcos live in the first petite red tile house on the left.

Around the residential area are cattle and sheep pens, and several warehouses, the cattle and sheep were gifted by Tony, and the infrastructure of the building is relatively old and needs to be maintained, but being able to live here has made everyone satisfied, and no one cares about these details.

Rojo held his coffee cup and saw Lorna in front of the next room, and walked over, "What do you think of this place, are you satisfied?" ”

The corners of Lorna's mouth rose slightly, revealing her white teeth, and she replied without thinking: "It's better than I imagined, there is a soft grass like velvet, and the sun, and everyone can finally lie quietly on the grass, look up at the stars, and enjoy the night sky." ”

She looked at the old facilities again and said, "It's a little old, but everything is slowly getting better." ”

"I suddenly found that you are so easy to be satisfied, maybe, in the future, men will cheat you, and you won't have to dig out your wallet."

Rojo quipped, sweeping over some of the old tables and chairs, and the painted and rotten walls, saying, "The ranch needs to be repaired, and I remember that there are people on the base who used to work as carpenters and architects, and you can ask them to help fix these things." ”

"Good idea, I'll ask the professor."

When Lorna heard this, she was full of motivation and immediately turned around and went to the main room to find the professor who was dining.

Logan. When Howlett was away, he appeared behind him, smoking a cigarette, spitting a cigarette, and said with a grin: "She will definitely be very virtuous in the future, do you say yes?" ”

"She's not an adult, so don't tease."

Rojo smiled helplessly.

"It's the first time I've seen those little guys so happy, and so is Laura, and she loves it here."

Logan finished his cigarette and snuffed it out, and looked at the grass not far away, watching Laura and the other children frolicking on the grass, with a look of relief and emotion.

"My God, you look like an old father now, you're about to cry, don't be shy, cry."

Rojo laughed and teased, and at this time, he also noticed that Bruce. Banner, too, sat in a chair and watched the group of children.

He then remembered that Dr. Banner hadn't left last night, so he went up to say hello, "Are you used to living here?" ”

"It's you, Rojo."

Banner was impressed by the teenager, and the idea of being able to say those words at a meeting at his age was still fresh in people's minds, especially since the professors and the people at the base spoke highly of him.

He stood up and said, "I think this place is actually quite suitable for me, and I have an inexplicable sense of belonging." ”

"Because you have defects in your body, just like us."

Rojo joked: "Everyone is a freak, so you won't be uncomfortable." ”

"No, no, I don't think you're freaks, although you have flaws, and of course I have physical flaws, but I think everyone is equal, and there should be no discrimination and disagreement."

Banner obviously didn't understand that this was a joke, a little flustered and embarrassed, for fear that Rojo would misunderstand him, and quickly apologized: "What I said is the truth, and I didn't mean to belittle you, I'm sorry to make you think so." ”

"Dr. Banner, you don't have to explain, I'm just kidding."

Rojo knew that Banner was more introverted, after all, Banner and Hulk Hulk were completely different personalities, one was gentle and talented, and the other was a violent maniac and a little intellectual.

"Really?"

Banner put his hands in front of him, always feeling uneasy.

Rojo put his arm on his shoulder, sat down on the bench together, and said, "Looks like the professor didn't let you see it last night, Dr. Banner, it would be interesting if you could neutralize Banner and Hulk, after all, you are two different extremes." ”

"Neutralization? It's not easy for me to shake hands with Hulk, it's like a three-year-old who loses control easily, likes to lose his temper, and last night the professor tried to communicate with the Hulk, and he actually wanted to come out and beat the professor, but in the end he was hypnotized by the professor. ”

Dr. Banner couldn't help but shake his shoulders as he thought back to last night.

"It doesn't sound like the outcome and the process are good, and the Hulk behaves like a three-year-old."

Rojo raised an eyebrow, and Hulk's cognition at this time was only three or four years old.

He continued: "However, the professor can only be a guide from beginning to end, he can't really help you, Banner only you know the Hulk best, the Hulk is a part of you, he is like your child, and the final result depends on your relationship." ”

Banner sighed and said in a low mood: "I just want to try, to be able to control him, not to let him lose control, once he gets out of control, it will bring a lot of damage to the team, I almost destroyed the S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier before." ”

"Banner, you can't control Hulk, he's a living being, he has an independent mind, you should choose to accept his existence, only then can you really shake hands and make peace."

Rojo understands Banner's mood at this stage, Banner hates Hulk, hates him for ruining his life, no one likes to be a big green monster at every turn, no one likes this.

But Hulk doesn't like Banner either, he doesn't like Banner's control, and Banner's dislike of himself, and Banner's superiority in some ways.

If it is described as two enemies, it actually does not match, to be precise, it is father and son, Hulk is too rebellious.

"I still don't quite understand."

Banner was still confused.

"Don't worry, don't worry too much, one day in the future, you will understand these words."

Rojo patted him on the shoulder, stood up and said, "Besides, the Hulk doesn't affect you for the time being, so let's enjoy life first." ”

"Hmm."

Banner nodded, lost in thought.

At this time, Logan pushed the professor and walked over with Lorna and Marcos, as well as some less familiar faces.

The professor looked at Rojo and Banner and said, "They're asking me to be a teacher and train their mutant abilities, would you two be interested in going together?" ”

Hearing this, Banner put Hulk's troubles behind him for a moment and said, "I haven't seen mutant training yet, so of course I'd like to see it." ”

Rojo didn't refuse, saying: "No problem, I like to watch the game." ”

[PS: I'm really sorry.,It's been delayed for so long to update.,I was originally going to change it to almost three thousand words.,But think about it.,It's better to have a bigger chapter.,Ask for support!] 】

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