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Clark nodded slightly at him, then looked at the woman.

exactly. . . . . .Should be called a girl.

He looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

is Asian.

has a head. . .Unconventional magenta long hair, with black tattoos between the eyebrows and left eye, looks like a cool girl's dress.

Clark didn't immediately clarify his intentions, but ordered something to eat.

Magneto is probably hungry too.

He ordered more than twice as much as Clark.

Annoying Clark glanced at him.

"I haven't had lunch yet."

Magneto explained.

"I didn't eat either."

Clark said.

Magneto: . . . . . .When the food was delivered, the two began to eat.

Things, the taste is average, that is. . .That kind of... ordinary rice-style fast food taste.

But Magneto seems to be quite satisfied with what he eats.

He probably hadn't eaten for a long time. After all, he was imprisoned all the time, and the food he ate every day was shoddy. In contrast, the food in this fast food restaurant suddenly became much richer.

Clark saw that he was eating seriously, raised his hand and called the girl just now.

There were no customers in the store, and the girl was quite free.

Seeing Clark calling him over, he put down his phone and walked over.

"Guest, do you need anything?"

Clark looked at her.

"Your tattoos are beautiful."

The girl's face was a little unnatural.

"You're out of coffee, let me have a cup."

She made an excuse to leave.

But Clark suddenly grabbed her hand.

"what are you doing!"

The girl was startled and wanted to break free, but couldn't.

The movement here caught the attention of the few table guests in the store. They all looked over with curious eyes, but they didn't mean to meddle in their own business.

"You are wearing makeup"

Clark dragged the girl and asked her.

"let me go!"

The girl struggled, "Or I'll call the police!"

Clark smiled and said, "If you call the police, won't they catch you and put a collar on you?"

The girl's face turned extremely ugly.

She lowered her voice and said, "You know what you want to do"

Clark said: "I just want to know, why are you hiding yourself?"

"Why did you say"

The girl said angrily, "I want to survive! I want to live! I have to integrate into this world, or will you let me sleep in the stinky ditch?"

She shook off Clark's hand again, this time Clark didn't force her to let go.

The girl turned to leave.

But at this time, Clark said: "No matter how much a wolf pretends to be, it can't be mixed in with a group of sheep forever."

The girl's footsteps stopped for a while, and without turning her head, she accelerated her pace again and left.

"Looks like you failed."

Magneto swallowed the hamburger meat in his mouth and said, "She doesn't seem to want to go with you."

Clark shook his head and said, "No, trust me, she'll be back soon."

After a while, Magneto also finished eating.

At this time, there was a quarrel in the back kitchen of the fast food restaurant, and then I heard the sound of slamming the door, followed by the girl who came out of the back kitchen angrily, took off her apron and threw it on the stool.

Magneto glanced there, then to Clark.

"You seem to have said it again."

The girl is walking this way.

She looked at Clark.

Clark smiled and made room for her.

After the girl sat down, she said angrily, "It's all your fault, I was scolded by that bastard boss again, and now it's alright, my job is going to be yellow again!"

Clark didn't care at all, but said with a smile: "That's not a good job for only $[-] a month. I believe it will only be better to move to another place."

"Six hundred dollars"

Magneto said suspiciously, "Now the wages outside are lower than before"

The girl ignored him and said angrily to Clark: "What do you know, I'm a black family and I'm underage. Where do you think I can find a job with normal wages?"

"A $[-] a month job, or"

Clark said with a smile, "As long as you nod your head, you can be hired right away, and start working now."

The girl looked at him warily.

"You shouldn't be doing an illegal job, right?"

"I tell you, although I am poor, I will not betray myself!"

Seeing her leaning back and looking wary of herself, Clark smiled.

"Don't worry, it's just ordinary freight work."

"real"

Girls will be suspicious.

"Of course, it requires a little special skills, and ordinary people can't do it."

Clark said.

The girl looked at him with an 'I know it' expression.

"How do you know my abilities we've met before"

the girl asked curiously.

Clark pointed to his eyes.

"I used to watch."

The girl who looked at her had a suspicious expression on her face.

Clark didn't lie to her, he did look at it.

Clark knew who the girl was at first sight.

Clarice.

Ferguson's nickname is flickering, and his ability is to distort the space to create a portal, to perform multi-person teleportation, and to open that kind of... extremely tiny portal to achieve the effect of picking something.

for example. . . . . .Open a portal in your chest and take out your heart!The Blink ability can be used both as a support and in combat.

Although her body is still not much stronger than that of ordinary people, as long as she reacts fast enough and can open the portal at the first time, she can avoid most of the attack damage.

And the flickering in front of her looks a bit like a female star in Clark's previous life.

That's why Clark recognized her at a glance.

"You want me to work for you, then you have to at least do me a favor."

The girl, that is, Clarice said.

Clark nodded.

"Okay, tell me, what are you busy with?"

Clarice said with a vicious expression: "Help me teach that bastard boss a lesson, I've been unhappy with that dead fat pig for a long time!"

"This is too simple."

Clark said, picking up a knife on the table.

"You use this as a weapon"

Clarice looked at him and asked.

A table knife can scare anyone. Clark smiled and didn't explain it. He swung his hand, and the knife flew out, directly piercing the wall of the back kitchen. He heard a scream from inside, and then someone. The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Then, a few screams came from the back kitchen.

A fat waiter and a chef ran out with a terrified look on their faces. They didn't even want the store and ran out of the door.

Clarice looked at Clark in surprise.

"What did you do to him, shouldn't you kill him?"

Magneto, who was sitting across from him, smiled and seemed to think Clarice's question was very ridiculous.

"What, do you want him to die?"