Marvel's Magneto is a good guy

Chapter 10 When I meet a stewed egg on the road, I will definitely die

More than two months later, Valentine's Day was approaching, but New York was very disrespectful to the couples, and there was heavy snowfall.

Eric sat in a fast food restaurant, admiring his new look in the reflection of the window. Even after two months of watching, he was still not used to it.

Two months ago, he was injected with the Super Soldier Potion, and his body function returned to its peak, and his appearance also returned to youth with the help of the cold jade bed.

However, the young appearance is not the young version of Magneto's face he expected, but on the basis of the young version of Magneto, mixed with an oriental charm, it looks like a mixed race of Chinese and Jewish.

For this reason, he went to the New York Temple again and paid a special visit to Gu Yi. Gu Yi conducted a detailed inspection of his body and soul, and concluded that the weight of 21 grams successfully lifted 140 pounds...

Eric expressed doubts about the very unscientific statement, but he could only choose to accept it without a correct explanation.

"Wouldn't this be better?" Gu Yi smiled and closed his fan, pointing to the northwest direction, "There is also a Magneto over there, if you look like him when he was young, how would you explain it? Consider him your father ?"

Eric was speechless at once, thinking about it, too. In the Marvel parallel universe, some important characters have peers, and most of the peers have some similarities in appearance.If it is true that they meet the old version of Magneto with the appearance of the young version of Magneto, I am afraid that no one will believe that they are okay.

"That's good, it saves a lot of trouble." Eric touched the beard stubble on his chin, and moved his eyes to the newspaper on the table.

In two months, the electromagnetic pulse storm caused by Eric that day has gradually subsided, and the major forces have not investigated the reason, so the incident can only be archived, and it has become an unsolved case.

Now, the major newspapers are scrambling to report another interesting piece of news.

The nobleman from Europe, Viscount Charles Lansere, successfully found his long-lost son, or in other words, the long-lost son successfully found him. The reward of up to 1000 million US dollars was also expressed by many bounty hunters. Withdrew.

What's even more exciting is that the only two remaining men of the Lanshere family completed the paternity test accompanied by a lawyer, and after confirming that Eric is Charles's biological son, the old viscount was overly excited and hadn't had a meal with his son yet. After a reunion dinner, he was admitted to the hospital and died that night.

Eric Lanshere, logically inherited his old father's title and a huge amount of property.

This incident was quickly reported by the major media, and became a topic of conversation after dinner. Countless people envied and envied Eric's luck.

"Hey, it's just a trick. When it gets published in the newspaper, it becomes big news. The spiritual civilization of the people of New York needs to be improved!" Eric sneered and put the newspaper aside, took a sip of Coke with his head down, and let out a beautiful sigh Voice.

Unfortunately, his good mood is destined to not last long. A burly black man walked into the fast food restaurant, patted the snowflakes on his body, ordered food, looked around with the plate, and then locked Eric and walked straight to him.

"Sir, do you mind if I sit here?" The big black man was very familiar, and he was still asking, his buttocks were already glued to the stool.

"I mind very much!" Eric looked at the swarthy face and curled his lips.I'm so unaccustomed!

Who is this big black guy?Famous braised eggs, Nick Fury!At this time, Nick Fury still had a head of hair, which made Eric, who was used to seeing bald bastards, not used to it.

"What? Does this gentleman have any views on black people? Be careful, I will sue you for racism!" Regardless of whether he really minded or not, the long-haired marinated egg opened its bloody mouth and bit off half of the hamburger in one gulp.

"FBI? Or CIA?" Eric moved his dinner plate aside, he was afraid that the saliva of the long-haired marinated egg would fall into his plate.

"It's the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency! I'm the director of the New York branch, Nick Fury." The long-haired marinated egg shrugged, not surprised by Eric's question.

"What a broken name, it's so long!" Eric curled his lips again, "I've already paid the inheritance tax, why are you looking for me?"

"Your origin, we are very curious." The long-haired marinated egg took another bite, swallowed the remaining half of the hamburger, chewed it and swallowed it a few times, "Driver's license, social security number, credit card, immigration records, We checked everything we could, but we couldn't find any trace of you. You didn't seem to exist before accepting the title! Moreover, we suspect that you are related to the bombing two months ago."

"There are many things that don't exist in this world, such as Area 51."

"So you're an alien?" The long-haired corned egg looked at Eric in feigned surprise.

"No, it's the special department!" Eric smiled mysteriously and shook his head, "You better not know."

"Oh? What kind of special department? I believe I have the authority to know most of the special departments in the United States. Even if I don't have permission, I can apply to my superior."

"Permissions? That thing is useless to us, we don't exist." Eric smiled very wickedly and cheaply.

"Mr. Eric..." The long-haired corned egg wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a shout not far away.

"Boom! Boom!" Gunshots rang out like raindrops.

"Ah! Help!" The voices of help and screams can be heard endlessly.

Then, the whole block goes haywire.

Nick Fury jumped up instantly, quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist, and ran towards the riot.

"Sure enough, if I meet a bittern on the road, it's definitely over. My wonderful vacation is in vain." Eric squinted his eyes for a moment, and suddenly felt that it was interesting.This is the downtown area of ​​New York, and someone actually hijacked her at gunpoint in broad daylight, and the kidnapper was a little girl.

This little girl is probably not an ordinary person!

Nick Fury ran all the way, and soon came to the front, hiding behind a car to observe carefully, and at the same time calling for support.

There were at least ten robbers, all wearing headgear, well-equipped weapons, and orderly advance and retreat, obviously having received a lot of professional training.

At this time, several robbers hid the little girl in an office building, and the remaining robbers shot at the police on the windows of the office building.

"What? Miss Pierce is being hijacked?" Nick Fury quickly received a call from his superior, and after knowing who the hostage was, he blurted out all kinds of swear words.

"Miss Pierce? Who's that?" Eric asked softly behind him, startling Nick Fury and almost shooting him.

"Shit! When did you get behind me! I almost shot!" Nick Fury was still in shock.

"I've been following you, but you didn't notice." Eric shrank his neck, looking innocent and cute...

"I..." Nick Fury swears again.

"Okay, calm down, you haven't told me, who is Miss Pierce?" Eric patted Nick Fury on the shoulder thoughtfully.

Nick Fury slapped his hand away, stared at him viciously, gasped, and said, "It's the daughter of our director general."

"Oh, that's it, then let's go save people!" After that, Eric stood up and ran towards the office building.

"I..." Nick Fury wanted to curse again, but seeing that Eric was about to enter the office building, he could only grit his teeth and follow.

　Today's Chapter 2, continue to ask for collection, recommendation, investment, and comments...

　　


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