I Am In Marvel - Chapter 528
A round of moons came out of the clouds, and the sun spreaded over the bases.
Charles bend a little bit, stood by the corridor and looked at Mora next door, “Why did you suddenly want to know what happened to Caesar?”
Mora doesn’t want to answer it, but it’s scary that Charles reads his heart directly, and he says, “Is he mutant, or is he the Duke of England, as you mean? If he is able to join us, he will not be allowed to add a score to the fight against those who are at the Hell Club.”
“He?” Charles’s mouth sucked.
“Does his mutant ability, not fit for fighting?” Mora’s incredible look for him.
“No.” Charles shakes his head, “unlike his ability to fight, I don’t know what his specific mutant ability is.”
“How is this possible?” Mora was really surprised this time.
“This is the fact that, while living with him for years in the house, the only person I can’t see is Caesar who’s probably alone.”
Charles said here, “My ability, from being small to big, does not enter Caesar’s consciousness once. Even when he sleeps, the most defensive. If ordinary people are aware, they are ordinary dwellings, they can go in as long as they find the door. Then his consciousness is like a layer encrypted super safe.”
“He, exactly, what kind of man.” Mora opened his mouth a little bit and asked this question for the second time.
“How?”
Charles scratched his head, pointing out the sky outside, “He came from heaven.”
“God?”
“Yes. At that time, I was less than ten years old, the night I met Richmond. Caesar, he just drops out of the sky, like a meteor, and smashed a hole in my yard, even though he didn’t get any damage. The homeless man, naturally, lives in my house for a while.”
“You’re also a complete weirdo.”
Did you hear Charles’s answer that Mora has no idea what to say, and continues to let unidentified and unidentified people live in his own home, and that’s what ordinary people do?
Mora caught the point, started talking: “Wait a minute. So, Caesar, he was three or four years old?”
“Yes. More than we were, I was and Ryan, and treated him as younger brother.” But until after contact… ”
Charles’s eyes were complicated and said, “Caesar was more than expected, and… because of the mutant of ideas, my brain development was far beyond normal people, learning was overlooked, and what would come to hand would be a supernatural genius. But when I get home, I don’t understand the question of asking Caesar, and I’m also a very special presence.”
Mora had thought about the answer, “Caesar, is he a genius too?”
“genius?” Charles can’t stop laughing, “I’ve never seen him learn, and he’s like a natural person born of anything, born of the East. In front of him, all those who claim to be genius will be obscene.”
Mora is becoming increasingly alarmed about the super evaluation of Charles, and in her knowledge of the CIA agent Charles is already on top of talent, and it is not thought that Caesar’s genius level is still on it.
“All right. Sleep early. Tomorrow we’ll have to find the whereabouts of those people at the Hell Club.”
Charles hit a hawk, went to his room and said goodbye to Mora.
Mora’s still standing there, and I don’t know what to think about.
“By the way.” Charles stopped, and he didn’t turn back, and solemnly said, “Better than looking for other mutant than he wanted to bring Caesar in. If Caesar wants to do it, I’m afraid that the world situation is long overdue as he imagines it.”
After throwing down this delicate sentence, Charles continues to move forward, silhouette disappears in the corner of the corridor, leaving Moura’s quiet stand on the corridor.
None of them found out that at the corner of the other corridor, Eric was back on the wall, and silent heard the conversation between the two.
“Caesar?” Eric speaks himself and boxes quietly.
America, New York, some city night bar.
“Young Master, why do we come to this place?”
“Detective intelligence.” Caesar as it should be by rights.
Again, Azazo said, “Wanna find information? Young Master, I can help you access the intelligence databases of national institutions.”
“Big Red, what do you know?” Caesar said ill-humoredly: “That’s boring. It’s not like there’s alcohol in here, and it’s pretty girls. And I want the information, the intelligence banks of the great Powers don’t exist, and ask why – I’ve seen it all a few years ago.”
Asszonodded, “Teaching.”
“Let’s go.” Caesar walks in front, with a hat on Assassi, into this bar.
Caesar is already a regular guest of most of the world’s bar nights, and as soon as she comes in, there are rabbit women who will lead them to space. Just when he walked through the entertainment hall where he was dancing, Caesar suddenly saw an acquainted silhouette, driving him to a halt.
“What’s the matter, Young Master?” Seeing his anomalies, Assazzo goes that way.
See, that’s a man of about thirty years old, black hair is like a wolf’s ear, knife cuts a beard on his face, wears an old, real leather jacket, sitting alone in a chair, drinks and drinks.
“Same.” Assazo turned his eyes up, and he was as sharp as wild beast, and judged that man was mutant and very dangerous mutant.
“What’s the same?” The rabbit girl who hosts is curious to ask.
“No matter what you do, you step back and get three branches of brandy.” Caesar picked up a few hundred dollars of money bills and sold a rabbit girl. The rabbit girl doesn’t mind, picking up a hundred bucks of money, twisting her ass, and the nosdded smiling off.
“Go.” Caesar waved his hand and took Assazo to that man.
“Young Master, just this place.”
“No interest in having a drink, uncle.”
Arsazo and Caesar came to the side of men’s seats, singing him around the middle.
“GET THE OLD MAN ROLLED OUT OF TM!” MEN DRANK WINE, PUT DOWN THE GLASS, AND THEY JUST POPPED OUT, AND THE RABBIT WAS VISIBLE.
Asssazo complexion slightly changed, and I didn’t think that each other was so dont give face.
“Friend, don’t be so heavy.”
Caesar didn’t mind, smiling in his face, looking at a man who was familiar with his eyes, and feeling very much in his heart.
I didn’t expect to meet him in another time.
Vajra Wolf, Logan.
The lone wolf, who was really in the air of the X-ray police, was brutally killed by his family and was hostile to his brother, and the Vajra wolf, who was still in exile today.
“Fuck your little bastard, when am I your friend?” Logan took out the cigar flame, foul-mouthed avenue.
This assaults, the senses of the senses, made Caesar laugh. “This may not be said, perhaps in another space, we are not only friends, but also family members.”
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