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"I'm here for a girl." Magneto looked at Charles with a mysterious smile on his lips. "You should have paid attention to her. After all, it's a girl similar to you, but it's more aggressive than you. It seems that she doesn't plan to follow your plan and see what she does...I think I'll like her."

Charles sat up straight.

Staring at Magneto.

He naturally knew what Magneto was saying. Some things that happened in Britain may not be able to detect, but they all have their own channels to know some things.

However, Charles couldn't understand.

He thought Magneto would come into contact with him and try to change the girl.

But came to find him.

"What do you know?" Charles asked.

"I only know something I should know." Magneto stood up, "Anyway, if you don't go to her, I will go to her. I just want obviously you to try her abilities."

"Perhaps we can go together." Charles said tentatively.

"Forget it, I don't want to argue with you." Magneto walked out by himself, as if he had come over, just to tell Charles the news.

Charles sat alone in the cafe for a long time.

Turn your head.

Looking at the old TV on the counter, the young and beautiful girl is facing the camera calmly and confidently.

It seems that I have to go.

So, is this girl another piano?

Charles had some concern in his eyes.

at the same time.

The noble Miss Shiaki Kazuki came to a warehouse in a remote suburb.

All her entourages were standing outside the warehouse, and only Shioke Mizube walked in alone.

There was a black man holding a hunting rifle and looking nervous.

"Who are you?" He swiped his shotgun and pointed the hunting rifle in his hand at Shokuhou Mizube. "This is a private territory, leave here!"

"Mutual?" Shokuke Mizube looked at him with interest, "Is the ability to call the wind? It has good potential, but you are too weak."

The black man's face changed suddenly.

My palms holding the hunting rifle were trembling.

"Okay, don't tease my son anymore." A man's voice came from the warehouse.

Then, a giant, several times the height of an ordinary person, walked out, his muscles full of strength and his curved white beard, which explained his identity.

——Whitebeard.

"Grandpa Whitebeard." Shiibe Shoku shouted sweetly, "Do you have a new son again? Congratulations."

"Hahaha, Xiao Shibee, you should be my daughter." The white-bearded look at Shibee Shoku's eyes with a little doting.

"I want to be the queen, how can I join other people's subordinates?" Shimibe Shoku's smile was still sweet.

"You can be the queen even if you are my daughter." Whitebeard looked regretful, but did not persuade him again.

In fact, every time he meets, he will persuade him like this.

Shimibe Shokuya is indeed liked by the elderly.

"So, what are you doing here?" Baibeard sat cross-legged. Even so, it was still like a hill in front of Shibu Shokuru.

The black son next to him seemed to finally understand that this was not the enemy.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was rescued by Whitebeard the day before yesterday. Although he had only known each other for two days, he felt the long-lost fatherly love in Whitebeard.

That's why I feel so nervous, not because I am worried about my own safety, but because I am worried about my white beard being discovered.

You must know.

Because of the move two days ago, the one who is looking for Whitebeard is not only the official, but also various mutant teams.

"Of course I'm asking Grandpa Whitebeard to help. I don't know what grandpa's mission is? I hope there is no conflict." Shokumi Mizube compared a pair of eyebrows, looking playful and cute, but the questions were not vague at all.

This time, everyone's tasks are different.

There may be conflicts, maybe there may be no.

And the task undoubtedly determines their respective positions.

Generally speaking, tasks must be concealed.

However, Shokumi Mizube knew the character of the white beard.

As expected.

Although he knew that the cunning little girl in front of him was trying to trick her, Baibeard would not care about these trivial things in front of his family. Although Shiobe Shoku didn't let him be his father, he would be half of his family by calling him grandpa.

"It is to make everyone feel the warmth of society." Whitebeard touched his beard, "Isn't this to let everyone be my son?"

"...this is probably not true." Shokuo Mizube laughed, but soon became excited. "It doesn't conflict with my mission, and it's even consistent."

Her mission is to become a queen.

As long as she is the queen and makes society warm, isn’t it just a matter of one word?

"Isn't there any conflict?" Whitebeard thought for a moment.

"Come and help me, Grandpa Whitebeard." Shiibe Shokua directly sent an invitation, "If you don't have a capable son by your side, you will have a headache. I can take the timely delivery. No matter what matters, Grandpa Whitebeard will just protect me."

The eyes of Shimaki Shoku's eyes were almost glowing.

She knows very well.

As long as you act like a younger generation, you can do nothing else. In this way, the old man who is about to overflow his father's love will be powerless to do this move.

As expected.

Whitebeard just thought for less than a few seconds before Ulala laughed.

"Okay, I will definitely protect you."

An alliance was reached.

And it is an alliance without conflicts of interest.

There was no longer a smile on Mizube Shoku's face.

This lie is not in vain.

In fact, after she heard that a mutant with huge height broke a hill to protect a mutant, she knew that it must be white beard. Although the battle did not happen in the upset area, it was blocked and kept secret by the official, it was still difficult for her to take action personally.

In such a world, her abilities are simply as good as fish in water.

If she hadn't been concerned that this world might not be as simple as it seems, she would have begun to expand her power crazily.

Now.

It's better to be steady first.

Thinking of this, Fumibee Shoku, after returning with her white beard, he saw a scene that made her look somber.

Her housekeeper and her maid were all looking at her with horror, and Kelly stood behind an old man in a wheelchair.

All the psychological control she exerted on these people was untied.

"I've been waiting for you for a while."

Professor Charles looked at Fumibeshita with a kind face.