Marvel Reverses Wolverine

"Hmm. Slow down, keep your voice down, I need to answer the phone, oh! It's terrible, ahem, it's me, what's wrong William."

The President answered the call from Secretary of Defense William Perry and pulled on his tie to try to loosen his neck. He seemed to feel that the temperature in the rotunda was very hot, and moved his buttocks with a strange expression.

After a while, after listening to the rapid voice on the microphone, Mr. President suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted:

"What! Tell me clearly!"

Monica, a young White House intern, didn't know why Mr. President suddenly pushed her head away. She just looked at his flushed cheeks and waved his hands, not even giving her time to help organize the zipper.

Wiping the corners of her mouth in panic, Monica suppressed her somewhat disheveled black hair, straightened her skirt and quickly walked out of the rotunda office.

Mr. President was the only one left in the room, but he still lowered his voice and almost shouted:

".What do you mean you can't be sure! Four orbital fortresses were destroyed, and something in the universe entered the atmosphere. You told me that you can't be sure what it is? Do those aliens have to shout at the door and announce war?"

President Clinton gasped for breath. He knew that the Department of Defense was actually very useless in today's world situation, but no matter how it was a decoration, it should have its limits.

When there are no other people around, it is not an exaggeration to reveal some real emotional states as the president of a country, not to mention that this news may very well mean that a war between all mankind and an alien empire is about to begin.

"What did the Howlett Group say? Where is that gentleman? Damn it! It took me a long time and you want me to call and ask! Huh?"

Mr. President slammed the phone receiver, but the "Fortitude Table" transformed from ship wood remained as stable as a rock and did not tremble. It has withstood such venting actions countless times in the past century.

President Clinton took a deep breath four or five times. Just as he was about to pick up the phone, he looked down and saw that the zipper of his pants was still open. He blushed, packed it up neatly, and then dialed the extension.

"Hey, pick up that line for me, yes, that's right, line X."

Boom, boom.

"Sir, can you see the phone number of the President of the United States?"

Mr. Butler knocked twice on the open door of the study room. Young Master Asazzo and the blue-velvet Mr. McCoy were standing in front of James' desk, talking seriously.

The housekeeper keenly sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere in the study, so he could only ask a question. James waved his hand and casually ordered:

"If you don't answer it, any other random calls will be forwarded to Steve first."

The housekeeper leaned forward and left, closing the door behind him. In the study, James leaned back on the chair quietly, touching the fingertips of his hands, and asked softly:

"Apart from the energy group that destroyed the outer monitoring group and the fortress ring, isn't there anything else coming in?"

The dark blue mane on the "Beast's" chin was styled into a beard-like shape. It seemed that Laura's skills were much more proficient.

Seeing Mr. Howlett motioning for him to sit down, Hank huddled in the armchair and shook his head cautiously.

"I'm sorry, sir, we are not sure yet. After the outer orbital defense line was instantly broken through by that energy body, it caused a detection vacuum state for a period of time. Maybe something else followed and entered the earth's atmosphere, even this energy body. It was some kind of weapon that was fired.”

As one of the leaders of the family science team, Hank McCoy immediately found the Red Devil at the "Wolf's Nest" base after receiving the alarm message, and teleported back to his old home to report the relevant situation to James.

But even he didn't have much clue about this unexpected incident.

".At that time, an experimental spacecraft of the 'Cosmic Storm' project was also affected. The spacecraft has returned automatically and the four researchers are temporarily unconscious. It is certain that the nature of the energy that penetrated the outer defense line is completely different from that of the cosmic storm. different."

Asazo saw his father habitually pick up the cigar box, slowly light it and bite it in his mouth. Unlike Hank, he nervously poured half a cup of juniper berries from the wine cabinet and sipped at it.

"Eric has already taken people to the location where the thing last disappeared. It seems to be only more than a hundred kilometers away from the wolf den. Dad, do you think it was heading for the Cosmic Cube?"

The sun shone through the swirling smoke and obscured James' face. He did not respond to Asazo's guess. After a moment of silence, he solemnly said:

"The whole legion has entered a state of combat readiness. The extraterrestrial orbital defense system will be repaired as soon as possible. Let Peggy mobilize all the intelligence forces and pay attention to the situation of those researchers."

He raised his chin slightly at Asazuo, who drank the last sip of amber liquid in a spiritual way. He raised his hand and opened a black-red space portal in the study that was as tall as one person.

Waves of frost and snow blew through the portal and fell on the floor of the study, quickly turning into water stains. Across the way was a cold world. As the portal shrunk to a point, it disappeared and there was no one left in the study.

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"Hoo"

A faint white mist spit out from between the bright red lips. Jean Gray seemed to be awakened by the sunshine early in the morning. She was still kneeling on the ice sheet and raising her hands to block the light.

She frowned and slowly rose into the air, then landed on her feet again.

The girl raised her chest and took a deep breath. She shook off her white cloak and stretched out. She was only wearing a close-fitting indigo training suit. She blinked curiously and looked around at the uninhabited and dead ice field. earth.

Seemingly having finally determined her direction, Jean Gray walked step by step towards the location of the "Wolf's Den", but the track she walked on the ice sheet did not leave any footprints.

Scott Summers hurriedly put on the "one"-shaped combat laser glasses, and ran towards the exit above the base without even putting on a thick cloak to keep him warm.

He had just been busy practicing at the training ground in Area C. After finishing the training, he learned that there was an abnormal situation on the ice field and that the Sirius Legion had all entered a state of combat readiness.

Thinking of Jean who was still practicing alone outside the base, Scott was extremely worried. Maybe at this moment he had forgotten the power level of Jean Greming, which was only under the "Big Three".

"Isn't that right - hey hey hey"

Little Mr. Summers, who was running wildly in the corridor, almost collided with a beautiful figure. Before he could say a word of apology, he was restrained by an invisible force and stabilized in mid-air.

Through the ruby-colored lenses, that familiar and beautiful face was exactly the person he was looking for urgently.

"Qin! Thank God, you are finally back. Something big may have happened on the ice field. The legion has entered a state of alert. I heard that Lord Magneto has rushed there with his team."

Scott hung in the air and kept talking about his worries, but until he finished speaking, Jean Gray still just hung her hands by her side, looking at herself with interest. The telekinesis that restrained his body did not Untie.

"Yeah~ Got it."

Plop.

As Qin lowered his eyebrows, Scott was suddenly put down unprepared. When he landed, he stumbled and almost fell into the trap in front of Qin.

He blushed with embarrassment and hurriedly got up, but just for a second after he threw himself on the ground, Scott saw that Qin was not standing on the alloy floor tiles, but her boots were flying three or two centimeters off the ground. The steps are always suspended in mid-air.

Scott's Adam's apple twitched subconsciously, and he guessed that Qin's practice must have made great progress during this period.

Although Jean Gray's power has always been unfathomable, it is said that only a few family leaders have witnessed her true strength.

But just now, she had powerful telekinesis control without any gesture assistance, and she had such a natural state of walking "in the air", which made her a lot better than before.

The girl just responded lightly and ignored Scott. She walked leisurely to the dormitory next to her. The indescribable strangeness in her words and actions, just the swaying and charming gait, left Scott stunned. He stared blankly.

He frowned strangely, but followed him uneasily.

"Qin, are you okay? You don't look well."

This corridor was originally the accommodation area for legion soldiers. The two of them arrived at the door of Qin's room within a few steps.

"Are you okay? Of course it's good, great, um. It's just that this dress is too ugly!"

Uh-huh!

The metal door scanned Qin's identity and quickly opened. She looked down dissatisfied at the standard training uniform that tightly wrapped her body. She didn't mind that Scott Summers was standing at the door, taking off her clothes as she walked into the room. Picked up his shirt.

"Cough cough cough"

Just a glimpse of the pretty back, Scott coughed repeatedly and looked away in embarrassment, standing at the door neither entering nor retreating.

He pretended to be full of curiosity about the cold door frame, and listened to the faint sounds of clothes falling to the floor and rummaging through drawers in the room. Even the shielding glasses on his head were getting hot due to the excessive power.

Hiss, hiss.

With several harsh tearing sounds, Jean Gray finally changed her clothes and walked to the door. She ignored the messy room and couldn't help but cover her mouth and nose as she looked at the dull young man. , smiled loudly and coquettishly:

"Hehehe, these glasses won't affect your vision, right? Come on, help me see what this looks like?"

Jean Gray raised her eyebrows at Scott with flaming eyes, held her narrow waist with both hands and spun in a circle in front of him.

It was a black tight-fitting battle suit, but a "V" collar was torn out deeply from the chest, like a phoenix spreading its wings, revealing a large area of ​​white and tender skin.

The trouser legs of the lower body were all torn off, leaving only a piece of clothing that could barely wrap around the soft buttocks. She was wearing a pair of knee-high boots, revealing all her beautiful curves.

"Gudong!"

After swallowing hard, Scott opened his mouth wide and tried to say something. After a long while of squeaking, he still couldn't say anything.

"Oh, forget it, stop talking, but judging from your appearance, the effect should be good~"

Chapter 2 is posted during the day.