Chapter 74 Superhero, Mourning Whip (please vote!)
Half an hour later, Professor X’s office.
Warren sat on the sofa uneasily, as if waiting for trial.
"So, you ran away from home?"
Weller raised his eyebrows, a little surprised that Warren would make such a choice.
Warren said hurriedly: "I left a note."
He was afraid that school X would not accept him for this reason.
Although he has only been at school for less than an hour, he already likes the atmosphere here.
Everyone who saw him showed no expression of disgust, they all marveled at his pair of wings, as if he had become a real angel here.
"A note?" Weller patted his forehead and said, "Have you really made up your mind to stay in school?"
Warren nodded firmly: "I never want to go back to that cage again!
" Lun's family has huge wealth, but as the heir, he is a mutant.
His father has always been ashamed of who he is.
He is not allowed to see anyone and is not allowed to go out at home. All he faces every day are the courses he must complete and the teachers who teach him.
No social interaction, no entertainment, no friends...
it was like he was in jail!
And since the last time he had an argument with his father and spread his wings and left the cage-like home, he fell in love with flying.
Finally, after enduring it for a period of time, he could no longer hold back his yearning for freedom. He remembered the school Weller mentioned, looked up some information about School X, and left a note saying "I'm going to fly away." , so he took the belongings he saved and flew to X school.
Weller looked at Professor X, waiting for the other party's decision.
After all, Warren’s identity is not simple.
His family is super rich, one of the Fortune 500 in the world. Professor X looked at Warren
with his usual gentle eyes: "School Weller smiled and extended his hand to Warren: "Welcome to X school." "Thank you!" Warren was a little excited. Weller smiled and said: "By the way, because of your beautiful wings, you will still receive attention in school for a while, but they don't mean any harm. Just get used to it." Warren's expression was a little stiff: "I... Do you need to communicate with them?" Weller was stunned for a moment and then understood. This kid comes from a social background. So, he patted Warren's shoulder lightly and said with a smile: "If you don't want to, you can learn from those cold-faced handsome guys on TV and put on a poker face." "Weller." Professor X was helpless . "Warren needs to overcome his social fear instead of avoiding it." "Before overcoming it, you can also choose to avoid it temporarily to give yourself a buffer time, right?" Weller winked at the professor. Professor _ _ He made a sound and left the office with Warren. … Malibu, Tony’s home. In the laboratory, Tony kept waving his arms, using the three-dimensional image of the laboratory to play Tetris carelessly, but his mind was thinking about the mysterious man he met in the Middle East. With Jarvis' ability, he has already investigated a lot of information about the mysterious person, which is enough for Tony to have a general understanding of him. Ivan Vanko, son of Anton Vanko. Anton Vanke is a scientist who participated in his father Howard Stark's experimental project a long time ago, and that experimental project was the Ark Reactor. Because Anton Vanke secretly reached a deal with the Soviet military, he was accused of espionage by Country M and expelled from the country. After returning to the Soviet Union, Anton Vanke was abandoned by the Soviet Union after the deal with the Soviet military failed because he was unable to independently manufacture an arc reactor. Despicable thieves, take back everything that belongs to their family... This bastard doesn't think that the Ark reactor was built by his spies and Stark plagiarized their research, so he came to take revenge, right? Damn it, you are the thieves! For some reason, after learning about Ivan Vanke's information, he didn't feel relaxed at all. Instead, he felt an inexorable haze. Tony waved away the three-dimensional image in front of him irritably and walked out of the laboratory. ... A few days later, a piece of news swept the world and shocked everyone. Iron Man is no longer the only one! Tony Stark fell from the altar! Iron suit technology leaked! ? New superhero, Deathwhip! "What?" Listening to Li Qianhuan read out the news, Weiler felt a deep trough in his heart. He put down the tableware in his hand, took Li Qianhuan's mobile phone and started reading. The rough steel suit, the iconic electric whip... it was the mourning whip in his memory, but how did this guy become a superhero? A series of questions came to Weller's mind. Plot deviation, correct the evil? Weller's eyes darkened. No, he believed that this was the other party's conspiracy! The steel suit... this high-tech equipment that allows you to become a superhero once you put it on. Countless eyes around the world are staring at it and copying it in secret. But due to insurmountable technical problems, this world is something that only Tony can create. Although there are countless people who want Tony to sell steel suits, Tony knows very well how terrifying it will be if this kind of thing becomes widespread. In addition, he has already made up his mind not to sell weapons anymore, so no set of steel suits has been circulated so far. But Weller didn't think Deathwhip would make the same choice as Tony. Moreover, why does the other party become a superhero? This is what gives Weller a headache. How many forces and people will pursue a superhero who sells steel suits? What will Mourning Whip do with the help of this pursuit? What would he do to his enemy Tony Stark? Weller's heart sank. After returning the phone to Li Qianhuan, Weiler picked up the dinner plate and said to Li Qianhuan, "I'm full and I'll leave if I have anything else to do." Before Li Qianhuan could speak, Weiler left quickly.
Looking at Weller's back, Li Qianhuan stretched out his hand, then used the tableware to insert the food hard, and muttered: "I haven't had time to ask Warren about it..." On the other side,
after Weller left the restaurant, he hesitated for a moment, I called Tony anyway.
He didn't think Tony would be affected by the incident, but he wanted to know what Tony had planned.
The phone was connected, and Tony's slightly tired voice rang.
"Weller?"
"Are you okay?"
"Ha, what can happen to me? It's just a mourning whip!"
Weller groaned: "You should know that if that guy wants to do something, this is just the beginning."
Silence...
After a few seconds, Tony said slowly: "I'll pay attention."
After a pause, he said 'thank you' and hung up the phone.
(End of chapter)