Marvel Salted Fish Kryptonian

Then Professor X sent Cyclops, Jean Grey's current boyfriend, to act as a lobbyist. Since the fake family relationship route didn't work, the emotional route was real, and it did make Jean Grey waver.

But the American police, who were always late in arriving, suddenly drove in three cars with sirens blaring!

Unable to bear the stimulation, Phoenix Girl used telekinesis to overturn two police cars. The policemen inside were either dead or seriously injured; only one police car survived.

The war began there.

At this time, Mystique didn't care whether Henry took action or not. Her entire attention was attracted by this battle.

It is understandable that Cyclops is unwilling to use strong force. Storm's ability needs to be warmed up, and Nightcrawler has no destructive power and was defeated one by one by Jean Grey.

Even the speedster Quicksilver couldn't withstand the influence of the Phoenix Force. Just as quickly as he rushed towards Jean Grey, he rolled back just as fast, even with some extra injuries, and fell to the ground seriously injured.

Chapter 147 The Kryptonian

Compared to the young X-Men who rushed into battle as soon as Professor X called, only Mystique still wanted to continue to persuade Jean Grey. She knew that fighting would not solve today's problems, and she was unwilling to fight because she felt guilty about Charles' actions.

So Mystique didn't take action, but just cautiously approached Phoenix, who was on the verge of losing control.

Jean Grey's behavior was exactly as Mystique had hoped. As long as she didn't provoke him, he wouldn't react too much. So Mystique approached step by step and spoke to him tenderly.

Professor X, perhaps holding the same unrealistic delusion, wanted to give Mystique a chance to convince her. Or perhaps he himself was like a headless chicken, so as long as anyone stepped forward to try, he would give them a chance.

In order to give Mystique a chance to convince Jean Grey, Professor X even stopped the beasts who were about to use special bullets, as well as the police who survived and were ready to shoot without knowing whether to live or die. The mental freeze made them stop even thinking.

It's not the police's fault for being clueless, because although mutants have many and strange abilities, most of them will still die if they are hit by a bullet. So when there is still ammunition in the chamber, the first thing they think of is not retreat.

However, judging from the actions of the X-Men, we can see that Professor X is at a loss and is not as wise as imagined, and he is not able to always make the right choices.

This world's Charles Francis Xavier seems more like a human being than the infallible mutant leader.

Mystique's attempt was doomed to fail. How could a woman so angry calm down so easily? Even a woman stepping in wouldn't solve the problem.

There must be a third party who has nothing to do with the whole thing and who has enough trust in order to be the one being listened to.

It was obvious that no one present met such qualifications.

But Mystique didn't realize the danger, or maybe he was taking a gamble. When he and Jean were closer, he reached out and touched Jean's arm.

If this first attempt is successful, the next step is a big hug, and then the matter will probably come to an end.

Unfortunately, in addition to the agitated mood, Jean Grey is also under the influence of the Phoenix Force. It is no exaggeration to say that she is under pressure from both inside and outside.

So when he was touched by Mystique, he exploded instantly!

Mystique shot off into the distance like a cannonball, not only plowing a deep trench on the ground but also destroying everything in her path.

This result cooled the fighting spirit of everyone present. Jean Grey looked at the traces she had created in panic, hoping to see the disappeared figure and see what had happened to him.

But in the end, Jean Grey did not have the courage to take that step, but used telekinesis to control herself and flew away.

Whether it was for himself or others, the utterly disappointed Professor X released the mental restraints he had placed on everyone. The police officer, having lost his target, was momentarily bewildered before simply retracting his gun and rushing to rescue his companions in the other two police cars.

The beast, holding the special firearm, looked bewildered. He looked at the battlefield where Phoenix had already left and asked the person in the wheelchair beside him, "What's going on? Where's Riven?"

Professor X raised his hand with difficulty, pointing to the rather abrupt ditch. Plowed soil piled on either side, preventing him from using his wheelchair to investigate. So he had no idea what had happened to the person he was worried about.

The beast quickly put away its gun and ran along the sudden ditch.

The ditch was probably at least a kilometer long, cutting across half the town. At the end, where it almost shoveled out a hill, the beast finally found its target. Mystique collapsed in the pit, groaning, unable to get up on her own.

The beast quickly went down to the pit and helped the person up, but no matter where he touched or how hard he pushed, Mystique grimaced in pain.

After finally getting the person out of the pit, another hand suddenly emerged from the bottom of the mound. Then a second, and then the entire upper body of the person. It was like a dead person resurrected from a grave, gasping for breath.

Henry cursed, "Fuck, I almost suffocated to death."

The beast finally noticed the foreign aid who had been doing nothing and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"To be a scapegoat. Otherwise, why do you think I was suppressed?" Henry muttered.

As soon as Phoenix blasted Mystique away, Henry used his super speed to get behind Mystique. It's no exaggeration to say that he and Phoenix had plowed this magnificent ditch together.

The reason why he didn't stand in front of Mystique and take the attack from Phoenix instead of her was because Henry discovered from Jean Grey's several attacks that his telekinetic attacks were directed at an object, rather than having an invisible attack trajectory.

If Phoenix's telekinetic attack is in the form of an air cannon, pushing out all the people and things on a certain track, it would make sense for Henry to act as a meat shield in front.

But the situation now is that even if Henry wants to be a tank and stand between Phoenix and Mystique, the person who needs to be blown away will still be blown away, and Henry will not be hurt at all. It is a complete skill of hitting the bull from a distance.

Then, judging from the trajectory of Mystique's blast, a broken wooden stake was right in her path. If nothing had happened, the X-Men veteran would have been impaled on the stake like a frog on a branch by an eagle.

Thanks to her mutant ability to change her appearance at will, Mystique's physical strength is far superior to that of ordinary people, but she is not invulnerable to swords and guns, nor does she have the regenerative ability of Wolverine.

If he were impaled on a stake, his life would probably be in danger.

Considering that he was called by Mystique, it didn't seem right to let him die, so Henry acted as a cushion.

The beast seemed to be frightened by the continuous stimulation and his mind was confused. He asked in a daze, "Did you dig this ditch?"

Henry crawled out of the dirt, brushing off the dirt on his body and said angrily: "It was that chick from your X-Men! It wasn't me. I'm also a victim."

"You have the ability to avoid causing such serious damage, don't you?" The Beast seemed to be looking for a place to vent his anger, and his tone was a little harsh as he blamed this alien who did not belong to the X-Men.

Henry retorted with disdain, "I remember you were a think tank and scientist in the X-Men. Look at this ditch on the ground. It pushed two people a kilometer away like a cannonball and also shoveled away a lot of soil."

"If this kind of power were concentrated and stopped in an instant, I'd be the one who managed to hold on. But what would become of the person sandwiched between me and that girl—the one in your hand? Do I need to warn you?"

Chapter 148 Retreat

Raven felt limp in Hank's arms. Although he hadn't examined her yet, he knew her injuries were serious. Otherwise, with his strong character, he wouldn't have let anyone hold him, unless he was unconscious.

If the alien hadn't taken a step back and plowed a deep trench to relieve the force, Riven would have been turned into a meat paste against the wall!

Hank knew exactly what Jean's telekinesis was, so he hadn't considered the option of being a human shield. He certainly wouldn't blame her for this. Taking the fall was probably the best option.

Henry saw the beast's slow realization as clever, but it lacked quick wit.

Being able to serve as a bridge between the X-Men and the government, and also as a scientist researching logistics equipment, Beast's character and wisdom are obvious to all.

But that doesn't mean he possesses the judgment and decisiveness to execute an emergency. It's no wonder Cyclops is the X-Men's operational leader. In person, he's quite indecisive.

At least from the way he looked at the blue-skinned woman who was frowning and moaning in his arms with that ugly beast face and full of affection, Henry felt anxious for him.

Henry said, "Hey, man, aren't you taking him back for treatment? Or does your gaze have a healing effect? ​​You can heal him just by looking at him. Is this a new mutant ability?"

Beast, his IQ back online, finally came to his senses. He hugged Mystique in a princess hug and said hurriedly, "Let's get on the X-fighter and return to base to heal. What about you?"

Henry sighed deeply and said, "Let's go together." Today was different from last time. Although the X-Men were also in a mess, he couldn't just walk away.

I have to give an explanation to the surviving Mystique and get a word from her that the matter is over. Otherwise, things like arresting people on official business today might happen again and again.

On the police side, although Phoenix Girl flipped over two cars, the officers in the cars were wearing seat belts and luckily survived. However, they were all stuck and could not be rescued for a while.

The X-Men were left with their own woes. While no one died, Mystique and Quicksilver were seriously injured, while Cyclops, Storm, and Nightcrawler only sustained minor injuries. The remaining three were left to clean up the mess and get Quicksilver onto the X-Men on a stretcher.

This speedster was in terrible shape, colliding with a Phoenix Girl whose Phoenix Force was on the verge of losing control. Conservative estimates suggest numerous broken bones. Honestly, being alive was a blessing.

Henry didn't help anyone, as he wouldn't die anyway. The sirens of police cars and fire trucks approaching from a distance sounded incredibly piercing to him. It was clear that follow-up police forces would be arriving soon.

It's true that they don't show up when they should, but show up when they shouldn't. American police always have a perfect sense of timing, which makes people hate them to death.

As for the townspeople, although their houses were damaged by the fighting, no one was seriously injured or killed. Even Jean Grey's biological father was not seriously injured, but was just quite frightened.

The X-Men are not part of the police force, and with Professor X unable to lead, a group of them boarded X-fighters and fled back to their base beneath Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. Henry was among them.

Perhaps seeing that Mystique had survived had lessened Professor X's gloom. At least his fifty-year-old face no longer looked like a wrinkled bitter melon.

It was not until Mystique and Quicksilver were sent to the medical platform and treated by Beast Hank himself that everyone realized how serious their injuries were.

Quicksilver had multiple severe fractures all over his body. Although his recovery speed was faster than that of an average person, it was still not as fast as the speedster Flash in the next room, and his mutant ability was not at the level of regeneration.

So according to Hank's estimation, after the bone reset surgery, Quicksilver would have to stay in bed for at least one to two weeks to fully recover. The only good thing was that he didn't need to have nails put in, just some plaster.

Mystique was in a much worse situation. Due to the immense force exerted upon her, all of her organs were experiencing some degree of failure.

Ever since boarding the X-Fighter, he'd been receiving IV drips non-stop. His vital signs were fluctuating, a testament to his ability to handle first aid.

What's even more tragic is that this person is not unconscious, and can still speak. It's true that even after death, the mouth still speaks, immortal for eternity.

"You said I asked you to come just to watch the show? How does it feel to have watched the X-Men's internal strife up close? How much do you think I should charge for admission to justify this wonderful show?"

Although she could only speak weakly, it was enough for Mystique to unleash her venomous tongue on the helpers she had found but who were of no use.

Henry, who was leaning against the door, walked to Mystique's bedside, stretched out a finger with ill intentions, and pressed it into the biceps of her upper arm.

"Given your sincere invitation and our friendship which is thinner than toilet paper, it would be a shame for me not to come and watch this excitement. Who would sit at home and watch the news when they can enjoy the fun up close?" Henry said.

He didn't use much force, but the pain made Mystique's skin turn upside down and change its appearance constantly.

Fortunately, this mutant girl was very tough and didn't even scream. She just bared her teeth and stared with wide eyes, wanting to stare the damn alien to death.

Henry, who was driven away by the beast, smiled and continued, "Besides, do you really want me to start a war with that girl? I don't want to be beaten by her; if she is beaten by me, you will be sad and even blame me.

"So not taking action is the best option. Besides, I only took one blow from him, and it left such a deep ditch. You guys, who are just mediocre, didn't achieve much, and you also messed up the town."

"If I were to fight him, regardless of who wins or loses, how much damage do you think would happen to that town? Is that what you want? Is that what the X-Men want? Or is achieving your goals more important than the lives and property of ordinary people?"

No wonder some people like to teach others from a moral high ground. There is indeed a sense of pleasure in watching the other person speechless.

Even if it was Mystique, he couldn't say that it didn't matter if the town was destroyed. After a long pause, he finally blurted out, "But you watched us get beaten!"

Henry said, "That's just an angry little girl. Only by letting her vent her anger can we talk to her calmly and find a solution. So I think letting her beat you up is a good idea."

"What kind of bullshit method is this? Your brain is full of shit and you only want to come up with this kind of plan?" Mystique continued to rant.

"Of course it's useless. He's familiar with you, right? If you're familiar enough, and he beats you up badly enough, it might make him feel ashamed. As soon as that emotion arises, there's a chance we can take advantage of it and dissipate the anger in his heart."

Chapter 149 Follow-up troubles

What Henry didn't mention was that if one or two people died, Phoenix's guilt would be fully abated, and the matter would be settled. Her return would only be a matter of time.

So I shouldn't have saved this talkative female mutant. And it seems like in the movie, she actually died.

Mystique said angrily: "Why don't you go up and take the beating yourself? Why do you have to push us out?"

"Hey, the key is to make that girl feel guilty. Without this feeling, it will be useless no matter how many heads are sent. So you say, what role can a stranger like me play? I'm not as good as you." Henry said gloatingly.

The excited Cyclops finally caught the opportunity and rushed out. He grabbed Henry's collar and asked sternly, "What do you know?"

"Be good and close your eyes." Henry said this, and then he pulled off Cyclops' eye mask at lightning speed.

The young man was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes and covered his face, cursing: "You damn bastard, you try this again."

Cyclops wanted to unleash his abilities and teach the alien a lesson.

But he was on his own territory, in the infirmary, surrounded by his own people. After losing his eyepatch, he even had difficulty controlling his vision shockwaves. In order to avoid accidentally hurting his own people, he could only close his eyes!

Seeing that he succeeded again, Henry said proudly, "Hehe, it works." Then he threw the blindfold into Storm's hands, who also showed signs of attacking, blocking the possibility of her attacking.

Storm quickly returned the eyepatch to Cyclops and helped him put it on.

Finally, Cyclops still had some sense and did not start a fight with the alien in the infirmary. He just looked at the other party angrily. Although others could not see his eyes, from the heaving of his chest, it was clear that he was really angry.

Henry then said, "I don't know the whole story, so I can only tell you what I saw. First of all, your companion who strayed away from the team was just like a frightened little girl at that moment.

"If you ask me for help, the most I can do is to provide some support and prevent any serious casualties. Have you ever seen someone comfort their daughter by asking the neighbors next door to beat her up so she stops crying?

"So I didn't take action to avoid escalating the conflict and making things more difficult to handle. -" It's definitely not because I'm afraid of the power of the Phoenix, absolutely not! "--You can only find a way to convince him yourself.

"Secondly, I don't know if you've noticed. It's because I haven't met that girl many times, so I feel that she gives me a different feeling than the last time we met.

"I originally thought his mutant ability wasn't noticeable and wouldn't change his appearance. But this time, I noticed more than once that there was light flowing beneath his skin.

"This phenomenon changes with his emotions. The more excited he is, the more pronounced the light flow becomes. Furthermore, it seems this ability only causes him pain. I've observed him frown with pain more than once.

"So the best way to treat him now is to find a quiet place for him to stay, away from external stimulation. Time can heal most sentimental pain, and even physical discomfort requires time to adjust.

"It's just that you can't seem to do anything. There's no sign of that chick, and after he overturned two police cars, I don't think the government will give you much time to react."

The reason why mutants seem to be accepted in this world is that they are not outside the jurisdiction of the government. Not only are there law enforcement forces equipped to deal with various mutants, but there are also special prisons dedicated to imprisoning people with various strange abilities.

Even if it is an Omega-level mutant like Magneto or Professor X, the US government now has the power to deal with mutant criminals as long as it finds the right method.

But when encountering a super-sized existence, in order to reduce casualties, assigning the X-Men to take action is the best option. Therefore, in Professor X's study, there is a hotline that directly connects with the President of the United States.

Unfortunately, Henry just used his super hearing to eavesdrop on the White House's unilateral closure of the hotline. Professor X was in his office, furious and incompetent.

This kind of performance is completely different from the image of a wise man who always gives people the impression of Professor X.

It's unclear what makes Professor X in this world so deeply connected to the US government, but Henry doesn't want to explore that at all.

"What do you think happened to Jean?" asked Mystique, who was lying on the hospital bed. Although it was very reluctant, he still asked about the person he cared about.