My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

"Don't worry, he can't escape," hope said softly, not seeming anxious.

It must be said that the other party was indeed very smart and decisive. After analyzing that he was no match for him, he immediately created an explosion and took the opportunity to escape.

Pity.

If I had used a different temporary ability, the opponent might have actually gotten away.

……

"What kind of thing is that? It actually hovered the plane in mid-air! Luckily, I reacted in time!"

With its steel wings, which were four or five meters long, extended, the engine accelerated and it fled. The vulture glanced at the fighter jet with flames erupting in the distance behind it, still shaken.

Fortunately, the other party was still too young.

Just as the vulture was thinking this, it was suddenly surprised to find that the scenery on both sides was receding!

Even though I was accelerating forward, my body was uncontrollably moving backward!

wrong!

The vulture quickly realized what was happening.

It wasn't that his body was out of control, but rather the alien armor and steel wings he was wearing!

"No, damn it!!"

Even knowing this, the vulture could only helplessly retreat back towards the fighter jet along with the strategic supplies it was holding in its steel claws.

After all, the vulture relies on this set of alien equipment; without it, he would just be an ordinary person.

Less than three seconds.

The vulture, propelled by its steel wings and armor, awkwardly retraced its steps back into the cabin and placed the strategic weapon it was carrying back onto the deck.

"knock off."

Standing atop the nose of the fighter jet, hope Nian shrugged. His left arm held Spider-Man, and his right hand, glowing with green light, pressed down, causing the damaged fighter jet to plummet downwards.

"So strong."

Spider-Man, who had been watching the entire fight, had a strange glint in his eyes. Aside from genuinely feeling that his opponent was very strong, he also felt a strange sense of familiarity and warmth about him.

“Mr. Magneto, where have we met before?” Spider-Man couldn’t help but ask.

"Perhaps," hope Nian said casually.

"I will definitely become a superhero like you someday!" Spider-Man vowed.

hope Nian smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "Then you've picked the wrong target. I'm not a superhero."

“Huh?” Spider-Man Peter Parker was taken aback.

At this moment, the damaged fighter jet, without brakes, made a vertical emergency landing on an open ground in a factory in New York.

"Okay, you're alright now."

hope Nian let go and placed Spider-Man on the top of the plane.

Under the calm gaze of his light blue eyes, the black mist surrounding the other party completely dissipated, and the recent mortality coefficient returned to zero.

hope Nian cautioned Spider-Man, "Don't be so reckless next time. Otherwise, you might not only fail to save the person you want to save, but you could also implicate others and get yourself killed."

"Mr. Magneto, I understand."

Spider-Man removes his mask, revealing a determined young boy's face.

"That's settled then, I'm taking the robber with me."

hope Nian turned and flew directly into the night sky. He beckoned with his finger, and the vulture was immediately carried by steel wings out of the cabin and followed closely behind.

Watching Magneto and Vulture's departing figures, Peter Parker, standing alone on the fighter jet, couldn't help but shout, "Mr. Magneto, you said you're not a superhero, so why did you save me?"

There was no response.

Until the two figures disappeared into the night sky, a calm voice echoed back:

You'll find out later.

……

It's just about saving my family; I don't need any other reason.

hope Nian smiled and landed with the vulture on a deserted riverbank in the city.

The moment of landing.

Wearing a steel helmet with glowing red electronic light, dressed in cobbled-together alien armor, with a pair of large steel wings on its back and cold, sharp eagle talons on its feet—

The vulture stumbled and lurched toward Xinian!

"Want to continue?"

hope Nian shook his head, pointed forward, and the vulture that had just taken a step immediately stopped three meters away from him.

He tapped it from a distance.

Suddenly, steel wings, a red-glowing helmet, alien armor, steel eagle claws...

They all cracked open with a snapping sound and fell off the vulture's body together.

A middle-aged man in ordinary work clothes stood there, staring blankly at the scrap metal on the ground, before dejectedly kneeling down on the riverbank.

It wasn't even a crushing defeat; resistance and escape seemed futile, even knowing the opponent's abilities.

It is precisely because of the ability to judge the other party.

That's why the vulture felt increasingly desperate and sad, because the person in front of it was the absolute nemesis of the metal-based technology branch!

Chapter 343, Subduing the Villain, Ultron's Rebellion

"I lost. Do whatever you want with me."

The vulture knelt on the ground, its hands also supporting it, and lowered its head.

"I have a question for you."

hope Nian looked down at him and asked, "Did you ever think about hurting that kid just now?"

“No.” Vulture shook his head, gritting his teeth, “It’s just that he’s too annoying, he keeps chasing after me.”

"OK, I saved your life."

hope Nian believed that what the other party said was true.

"Are you going to let me go?" Vulture looked up at Xinian.

hope Nian said calmly, "Who said that? I'm just not killing you, but I'll still send you to prison."

"..."

The vulture suddenly felt that the other party was more like a villain than he was.

“I have another question.” hope Nian’s light blue eyes were bright.

“Ask away,” the vulture replied dejectedly.

"Why did you steal things from the Avengers?" hope Nian asked curiously.

"Is there even a question? It's about arming ourselves and making more money!"

The vulture said in a deep voice, "The so-called Age of Heroes is actually a chaotic era where extraordinary beings emerge one after another. Without some extraordinary strength and equipment, how can you guarantee your own and your family's future?"

He paused here and then suddenly sneered, "Besides, that alien weapon originally belonged to me! I was in charge of the post-battle inventory of the New York area, but I was forcibly kicked out by S.H.I.E.L.D. later."

"So, after you resigned from your professorship, you went into professional garbage collection," hope Nian said, suddenly realizing.

The vulture remained silent. It was indeed the war debris and junk of the alien army, but who could consider it real junk?

That contains products of an extraterrestrial civilization that surpasses the current technological level of Earth!

Wait a moment.

Vulture suddenly paused, then looked at Xinian in surprise and said, "You just said professor? You... know my true identity?"

“Of course,” hope Nian said frankly. “After all, I was once your student, Professor Adrian Tooms.”

Upon hearing this, the vulture stared intently at Xinian: "Who exactly are you?"

"Professor, do you still remember me?" hope Nian smiled, reached out and took off the steel mask, revealing a handsome and young face.

"Xinian?"

Adrian looked dazed; despite the years that had passed, he clearly remembered the boys he had taught.

That ordinary, studious high school student who suddenly dropped out of school three years ago without any warning.

"Long time no see, Professor." hope Nian greeted him with a slight smile.

"I never expected it to be you," Adrian murmured to himself, then suddenly felt a little ashamed.

after all.

Three years ago, I was standing on a sacred platform. Now, looking back, I realize that my hands are dirty and I'm mired in the mire, engaging in the dark business of theft and crime.

As if knowing his thoughts, hope Nian said, "You can still turn back, get back on track, and make use of your talents."

"How can I turn back?" Adrian looked down at himself and said with a wry smile.

“My company needs someone to inventory alien debris and conduct research and development,” hope Nian said earnestly. “I think you’re suitable for the position of supervisor of alien debris recycling.”

Do you have alien junk?

Adrian's eyes lit up instinctively, and he asked, "What company?"

"The future calendar," hope Nian replied bluntly.

"..." Adrian fell silent.

In the 21st century, no one on Earth is unaware of the future calendar.

In the past three years, the concept of "future era" has become synonymous with cutting-edge technology!

"Is this what they mean by God closing one door and opening another?" Adrian took a deep breath, his eyes regaining their sparkle, and said to Xi Nian in a deep voice, "I'll do anything you want, as long as we can clear out the alien junk!"

hope Nian thought for a moment and then instructed, "Go and turn yourself in first and confess to your crimes. Don't worry, you'll be out soon."