Chapter 200 Come to me, my X-Men

Standing among the ruins, David's skin began to bulge, as if an invisible air bag was inflating inside his body.

The skin stretched and gradually showed strong muscle lines. In a few seconds, he transformed from an unshaven middle-aged man into a young man with a strong physique. The skin became tight and exuded a strange feeling. green light.

David stood in the ruins, his skin continued to expand, his body continued to grow stronger, and his expression became crazy, and the green light in his eyes became more intense.

"I will destroy everything, and everything will turn to ashes! You all should taste what I have experienced!" David roared, his voice like a roaring hurricane, blowing the surrounding buildings to tremble.

At this time, most of Xavier's mansion, which served as the Hellfire Hotel, had been destroyed. Fortunately, everyone had been taken out by Quicksilver, recreating the plot of the apocalypse.

During David's crazy roar, a news helicopter appeared in the sky, its rotors roaring, attracting everyone's attention. The photographer on the helicopter held the camera tightly and with an excited expression on his face, he began to report live on the situation below.

"Hello everyone, our reporter is reporting live for you. An unprecedented conflict has occurred here!" The photographer's voice reached the ears of the audience on the other end of the signal through the live broadcast.

Bai Ye looked at the two people in front of him carefully, with a smile on his face.

God, how great would it be if I could be a superhero myself? Then it would be worth dying.

In the gorgeous ballroom, tall crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling, illuminating the spacious marble floor.

But this is not what he cares about. David killed many people before he was locked up, so he could only look pitiful.

The reporter slightly opened his collar, revealing the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo on his shirt and whispered: "The director asked us to cooperate with all your actions, Mr. Bai Ye."

"No! Hulk is green, and he can't fly. I don't know about this." The boy named Peter quickly explained, but after a few sentences he was speechless because he had never seen this before. people.

At the same time, there are hundreds of thousands of viewers watching the live broadcast of this TV station at the same time. The power of SHIELD is secretly working, causing each channel to switch to emergency mode and broadcast here, and the number of viewers has skyrocketed.

In the picture, the magnificent view of the castle is almost breathtaking. First came the shattering of the castle, with huge shock waves tearing the building to pieces and filling the air with dust and smoke. Then, a man flew away from the castle in the explosion, his body suspended in the air, and floated towards a helicopter.

A young man with a handsome face swept away the various bags thrown on the sofa, jumped on it and lay down, staring at the TV in front of him and shouted.

David caught the sight of the news helicopter. Not only was he not afraid or angry, but he excitedly waved his hands to let the photographers focus on him.

It seems that this guy's mind has not grown at all in the more than ten years he has been lying in bed. He just has the mentality of a child who wants to be in the limelight. Bai Ye shook his head. This illegitimate son of Professor X looked a little pitiful.

The man with the mustache stared at the screen, showing strong interest in his eyes, and then showed a smile, "Jarvis, activate the armor on my car, I want to go there and take a look."

The photographer nodded quickly, then paused the signal.

But he quickly put this behind him and stared at the Asian man on the TV with his shining eyes.

"Yes! That's it, let everyone know how powerful I am!"

"The young superpower on the ground seems to have lost his mind. His power is getting stronger and stronger, and the man with the knife is trying to stop him. This is what we are seeing now!" The reporter introduced quickly.

A bald man in a wheelchair stared at the picture on the TV screen. The room he was in was decorated with a strong cultural atmosphere, with ancient oil paintings hanging on the walls and bookshelves filled with ancient books. An old piano quietly occupies a corner of the room.

The Aunt May in his mouth was a beautiful red-haired woman. She walked behind the boy holding a cup, glanced at the picture on the TV screen, and then said with a smile: "Who is this, Peter? Hulk?"

Under the surprised gaze of the photographer, the man holding the knife flew into the helicopter cabin at an alarming speed, and then asked loudly: "Is this a live broadcast?"

"Aunt Mei? Come here and see this!"

A coquettishly dressed man with a moustache stood out, wearing a custom-made suit, a carefully knotted tie, and a neatly trimmed beard, with an uninhibited charm. Her hair was combed neatly and stylishly, and her eyes sparkled with intelligence.

The bald man's eyes are deep, and his wrinkled face reveals the traces of time. He sighed softly, his eyes paused on the TV screen for a moment, with a trace of helplessness and worry on his face.

The helicopter hovered in the sky, and the photographer kept adjusting the angle to capture the most exciting picture. A strong wind blew from the rotor, causing his hair and the camera strap to flutter in the air.

"Sir, I have a piece of news here that may be of interest to you. It's not far from where you are." A voice suddenly came from the mustache man's earphones, so the man smiled and pushed away the guests around him, took out his own Watch the real-time recording of the live TV broadcast on his mobile phone, which was specially recorded by his AI assistant.

His voice spread throughout the cabin and also to all viewers watching this channel: "Why do you raise the X-Men? Is it just for food?"

These words were full of accusations, and he seemed to challenge a man named Charles Xavier and the X-Men he led to face this crisis personally. The photographer transmitted the picture of this moment to the audience in the city, so that everyone could hear Bai Ye's words.

The helicopter hovered in the air, and the photographer focused his lens on the fierce battle between David and Bai Ye. His camera captured David's body expanding and glowing, as well as flying at high speeds through the night to avoid attacks.

This man was chatting cordially with other guests, sipping wine and using humorous words to lighten the atmosphere. His smile was confident and charming, and he was completely the focus of the party.

Professor X's mansion was sold, Fury, who had contact with Professor X, lost his memory, and Professor

Bai Ye grabbed the camera and held it up to his face. The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a cold face and said: "Charles Xavier, I don't know if you are squatting in a basement or on the way here, but your son is in trouble. , you’d better solve it yourself.”

After finishing speaking, the reporter immediately put on an excited face and answered with excitement: "Yes, this unknown superhero, this is a live broadcast, and we are reporting this event for audiences around the world. "

But among these viewers, there is one most special and crucial person who is watching silently.

He pressed his temples and said silently to a group of people: "I think you also saw what happened. It seems that we can't hide from society forever after all."

"Come to me, my X-Men."