"Sir, can you ask what happened above?" The reporter pushed forward desperately, stretching his arms to the police officer's mouth.$$&

"Okay OK, I'll tell you." The police officer was already impatient by the persistent reporter. "The man in the red cloak snatched important things from a general. Our heroes caught up with him when they found out. Now you can see them attacking each other."

"It turns out to be like this!" The reporter exclaimed. No matter how the police officer looked, he felt that his expression was more surprising.

"The Red Buckle Monster robbed the military secret items, and the Magneto bravely defended national security." The reporter wrote this line of words in the interview book, and then quickly entered the state to start drafting a press release.

No wonder he is so concerned. Since last year, superheroes have emerged one by one in New York like mushrooms after a rain, from mutants to Fantastic Four, and then guys wearing spider logos and steel armor wander around the city every day. These superhumans have solved many crime problems and have become a landscape in New York. Now they are the city's darlings and the focus of the press.

Domestic anecdotes and international news have made way for the superhero’s deeds in recent months. People are happy to see their reports, and the media naturally circulate them. Especially Iron Man and Magneto, two of them are the best among heroes, one is a billionaire and playboy, and the other has made amazing wealth in less than a year from scratch, which is a model of the contemporary American dream. This multiple attraction is the most popular among readers.

So when the reporter found that one side in the sky was a famous hero in the city, he naturally leaned towards Eric. When they learned that another person had robbed the military's property, they automatically imagined Doctor Strange, which few people in the outside world, as a foreign spy.

With such partiality in my heart, people from all directions cheered for Eric, and every fight made them crazy.

"It's really annoying." Facing such a group of people who don't know the truth, Doctor Qiyi was also a little annoyed.

He pinched his handprints and let blue lights flash through the air. He quickly and uncoherently projected towards the enemy.

But Eric had already activated the magnetic field of the earth, and he also had infinite power in this space.

The blue light hit the protective field, causing a wave of light to ripple. Then Eric waved his hand and dozens of steel balls surrounded by sharp electric arcs rushed towards Stephen like anti-aircraft shells.

During their battle, light kept passing by, and strong flashes burst out from time to time on the outer edge of the protective cover. The air was heated by energy and filled with a burnt smell. The scene gradually became blurred under the action of energy fluctuations and rolling airflow.

It is rare to be so clear that the ordinary people below were very happy to see it. But the situation above froze. Stephen's telepathy had no effect on Eric, and the almost infinite magic power could not suppress the magnetic field that merged with the geomagnetic, and Eric was the same.

There were several times when Stephen pinned his hopes on his magic weapon and tried to wrap his opponent with his infinitely extended magic cloak. It had a ability to blind people, unable to move and use magic, but Eric was very alert and avoided any actual contact with the magician. At first he was just a subconscious defense. But after a while, he also understood that there were some problems with the cloak, so he became more vigilant.

Then Stephen remembered his Watembo wand. In addition to being a magic weapon for energy enhancement and absorption, this wand also has the ability to cross or connect dimensions. Doctor Strange had great expectations for it. But after actual use, he found that it was more suitable for fighting with mages. Eric deliberately used steel balls with great kinetic energy to attack so that the wand could not absorb energy at all. It penetrated the dimension and directly hit the opponent's body and was almost taken away by Eric, who was quick to react. Stephen could only take back the magic weapon.

Neither magic weapon can work. The Ago Motorcycle Eye, which breaks the illusion and detects the mind, has no obvious effect. Stephen does not want to borrow the power of the devil in public, so he can only grit his teeth and persevere. At the same time, he silently thinks about a way out.

Just as he was distracted, the metal debris floating in the air after the steel balls exploded, and then they gathered more and more. Suddenly, as if they had received some secret command, the large web of spider silk melted into liquid turned towards Stephen. The unexpectedly guarded Doctor Strange was immediately wrapped in the metal net, and then they saw an unprecedented strong silver light coming.

Eric used all his strength in this blow.

The silver light cut through the space like lightning, and rushed to the red figure entangled by the spider web. After an instant, there exploded and lightning flashed faintly in the surging waves of air.

The crowd below cheered, thinking that Eric had finally defeated his opponent, but that was not the case.

Looking at the shadows disappearing into the space channel, Eric frowned slightly.

How sad and lost General Rose, who did not mention the loss of important items, how happy the reporters and ordinary people were, in Worthing's laboratory, which was across the sea from the Queen, Chairman Watsonton and his son were watching the live broadcast battle.

"This is the mutant, it's like a battlefield between devils and demons." The chairman said in a heavy tone. He felt increasingly unfavorable about his products. The new virus is very destructive. Although there has been progress in recent times, it is simply a fantasy to rely on it to defeat such a strong man.

Fortunately, it was just a statement for politicians, otherwise Watsonton's reputation would have been greatly damaged.

The chairman thought about it himself, and his winged son Warren coughed and finally raised the courage to express his opinion.

"Dad", Warren called out to his father. "I don't think we should do this. I am a mutant and this cannot change. Why do we have to go against mutants?"

"Because of your future, child." Watsonton waved his hand irritably, and then realized that he shouldn't have lost his temper with his son. He patiently explained.

"Our society has a low tolerance for heterosexuals. You can see that colleagues from different ethnic groups are usually very kind in my company, but whenever they get promoted and raise, some people who have good performance and work hard often cannot be promoted. Instead, people with average performance can be promoted. Just like if a supervisor of mine is Indian, Indian employees in her department are often more likely to get promoted. This is true in the company, and it is usually more obvious outside the company. If we still want to take the power of the company and get enough orders, we must draw a clear line between practical actions and mutants."

"But wasn't the Peace Act passed? Mr. Eric has also become a superhero. You see so many citizens cheering for him. Can't we try to change our views?" Warren insisted.

"You don't know a lot of things here." Watsonton sighed long. Due to the mutant's serum treatment, he offended Eric badly last time. Since he had already boarded the anti-mutant ship, it would be so easy to get off.

As a carrier of mutant bloodline, if you have repeated attitudes, the situation may only be worse. Maybe you will be hit by two sides at the same time. Now there are people within the company that are coveting their own position. Only by relying on the power of Senator Kelly can you overcome this difficulty.

I just don’t know if the biological wiping will go smoothly today. Watsonton thought silently, and then the female supervisor of the research center walked in.

"Okay, I'll come here now." The chairman stood up and patted his son's shoulder to comfort him. "Nothing will be wrong, I promise."

Looking at his father's back, Warren became silent for a long time.

Under the guidance of the female supervisor, Watsonton came to the first test hall, where researchers had already taken their seats, six tall and strong guards stood in the corner, passing through complex instruments, connecting wires to the infusion tubes and the creatures inside the thickened glass wall.

After the long wire, there is a goat lying on the ground, the size of an Andalusian horse.

"It's quiet." Watsonton whispered, afraid of alarming the perfect masterpiece.

"Very well-behaved." The female supervisor replied in a low voice.

On their front, the goat had shed all its hair. Its whole body was covered with snow-white scales. Even its soft abdomen and throat were covered with tiny crystal-transparent scales, and the soft light shone on it. It looked like a holy feeling.

If there is only one horn, it is simply a unicorn.

The hairless sheep left a very good impression on Watsonton. He immediately ordered the researcher to operate the electronic brain and let the giant sheep stand up and rotate for a week.

The giant sheep is indeed very obedient, not as tyrannical and disgusting as the rats before.

Watsonton shook hands with Moglani and expressed his gratitude for his original suggestion.

"What a beautiful lady." Watsonton's voice was filled with more anticipation. "What else can it do?"

"All kinds of movements are extremely powerful, as fast as flying. It already has the intelligence of a primate but does not have obvious aggressiveness. Give it some suitable equipment. I dare say that Captain America may not be able to beat it. If human experiments can be conducted, I even think we have reproduced the effects of the super soldier serum." Moglani said in his insult, as if he had seen the prospect of Watsonton entering the field of biological weapons with this creation.

Watsonton shook his head, as long as the senator saw that the company was indeed working hard, he didn't want to think too much about other things.

Under the control of the operator, the giant sheep obediently demonstrated its ability. It skillfully crossed various obstacles, smashed its hard defense to pieces, and then used its body to resist the 9mm submachine gun of H&KMP5 and quickly healed. When the thirty-two minor inspections were successfully completed, Watsonton finally stood up and shook hands with the employees one by one to congratulate.

"Take care for it, the future of the company depends on this big guy." Seeing the receptor so obedient, Watsonton finally relaxed. He gave an order and left the test hall.

The researchers left one by one, and the lights in the hall dimmed. The giant sheep did not return to its original position. It stood in the dark for a while and slowly walked to the wall.

It looked tilted, as if listening to something.

There was a faint sound of claws twitching from outside. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster! u
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