Beauty Spreads All over the World

The energy bullet hit the wall on the other side of the roof, blasting out a pothole the size of a charger in an instant.The surroundings of the pothole are surrounded by faint blue light, which looks extraordinarily strange!

Carlos glanced in the direction of the National Mall with lingering fear, and in less than a second, glanced at the sniper rifle that had just been dismantled in half, and then walked towards the escape stairs on the other side without looking back.

In the face of life and death, no one can deny the hope of survival.

So is Carlos!

"my God!"

"Is this a movie?"

"A brand new weapon for the military."

After the gunshot, the people who were running around on the National Mall stopped instantly at the moment when the blue light appeared, looking at Hill who performed a one-second change of clothes in front of them, he did not hesitate the sound of exclamation.

As for the sniper, after so long, he must have left without a third call.

These people living in Washington already have a certain degree of immunity to various terrorist attacks and shootings.

These days!

Especially the residents living in Washington, which household does not have a firearm carefully selected by itself.

Compared with the Washington police, the CIA and the FBI, they still believe in the firearms in their hands, and they also have the ability and determination to defend their homeland.

"what's the situation?'

Natasha was also blinded at the moment, looking at Hill, who looked like the Future Men depicted in the comics, covering her mouth.

"Crack-"

Hill and Natasha watched as the sniper rifle suspended in front of Hill rearranged and began to deform like a mass of molten metal in less than three seconds.

next second!

A chariot with blue light all over its body and suspended in mid-air appeared in front of the two women.

Hill glanced at the strange chariot that was arching at her, blinked, and said to Natasha: "It seems to let me sit on it."

"..." Natasha!

As Hill sat on the chariot, the next second, there was a bang, and the blue light at the rear of the chariot instantly became brighter, like a huge reactor bursting out with extremely powerful power.

In an instant, the strange mount carrying Hill disappeared instantly.

In the blink of an eye, everyone who hadn't had time to take out their mobile phones to take pictures looked at the light spots that gradually disappeared in the distance.

The expression is very disappointed!

"..."

Natasha was also blindfolded and blinked. . . . .

One hundred and eighty fourth chapter: high school, telephone (65)

now!

Meek, ignorant of this morning's events in Washington, is on a social activism.

Attend New York Center High School's mid-year visit.

This is also an annual tradition of New York Central High School. During a period of time in the middle of the year, successful people who have funded the school and social caring people are invited to the school for a one-day tour.

On the one hand, it allows these wealthy and caring people to see why Central New York High School is called the No. [-] High School.

On the other hand, it is to warm up for the next year's funding activities.

If you don't let these people know where their money has been spent, the devil is willing to continue to fund it!

"Haha, long time no see, Mr. Osborne!"

"Director Edinson, I heard that you traveled around the world some time ago. Seeing you like this, I suddenly feel that it is necessary for me to put down the work of the group, learn from you, and enjoy life."

"Of course, I have to say that this trip has benefited me a lot, and maybe we will have the opportunity to travel together."

"Haha, I wish I could. That's it. Next time you are planning to go on a trip, you can call me."

"sure!"

At the orange school gate of New York Central High School, Mick smiled and exchanged greetings with Norman Osborn who had just got off the front foot of the car and followed him on the back foot.

deepen the friendship between the two parties.

"By the way, I remember that Harry seems to be in this school too. How is it? He hasn't been excluded!"

Mick walked into the school gate together with Norman Osborn, who waved off the bodyguards who were about to follow him, and watched the yellow school buses drive into the college. He suddenly thought of Harry, who said he would transfer to another school last year, and smiled. asked Norman Osborn.

Norman Osborn smiled slightly, and said: "Yes, in the ninth grade, when the school started some time ago, it is said that I have made a good friend."

"You didn't investigate!" Mick smiled, and glanced at Norman Osborn with a smile on his face.

The latter said with a dumbfounded smile: "How is it possible, it's just a group of children."

After Norman recovered from his illness, he had changed his strict attitude towards Harry. After all, he was dying at that time, so he was naturally anxious that Harry would mature as soon as possible so that he could take charge of the family business.

But now that his illness is cured, and he believes that with his current situation, he can be the captain of Osborne Enterprises for a long time, his attitude towards Harry has naturally changed [-] degrees.

On the contrary, I don't want Harry to be too old.

"Hey, Director Edinson is here too?"

Harry, who got off the school bus, one of the five cars on the playground, saw two people who seemed to be taking a walk not far away with sharp eyes, and said to himself suspiciously: "I haven't heard that there are mutants in our school." students."

At this time, a high school student with a still immature face put his arms around Harry's shoulders with a smile on his face. He heard Harry talking to himself and asked: "What mutants? I heard that they won't be in the ninth grade next semester Are there any plans to recruit a batch of mutant students?"

"Hi Peter!"

Harry saw that he was a good friend from the transfer school, smiled slightly, pointed to the direction of Mick and old Osborn and said, "Look, that's the director of MCB."

"really?"

Peter looked in the direction indicated by Harry. When he saw Mick in a suit whose figure exploded, he felt ashamed for an instant, but the next second.

"At least I'm younger than him." Peter thought to himself, then patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, we're going to be late."

Harry nodded.

So, the two good friends walked towards the teaching building side by side.

As for Mick and Osborne.

While waiting for the time to visit, the caring people and the successful people in the society formed two distinct circles in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

On one side, the suits and leather shoes are shining!

While casual and comfortable expression ease!

The personnel of the two parties are like football players belonging to different camps, occupying each other's own territory, non-interfering and non-interfering with each other!

Successful people look down on social caring people who don't even wear a suit.

Caring people in society look down on the hypocrisy and ugly faces of successful people, and secretly curse the damned vampires and shameless politicians.

But they don't want to see the truth of the society clearly, and they don't want to face the fact that the world is really gayed by this group of hypocritical politicians and mortal capitalists. Even the school's fundraising is dominated by successful people.

And they, it is estimated that the money donated collectively is not as much as Norman Osborn alone.

According to the intention of the current principal of the Central High School, inviting these caring people from the society to come, abruptly lowered the grade of the visit by [-] percentage points, but for the sake of public opinion, we had to invite the caring people from the society to come.

Although it is an unspoken fact that the world is ruled by successful people, it certainly cannot be expressed in such a fruitful way.

"Mr. Justin, thank you for your valuable vote in Parliament."

At this moment, Mick was smiling and shook hands with a pot-bellied New York City Councilman, and said gratefully: "It is your vote that allows mutant students in New York City to enjoy their Deserving educational rights, on behalf of MCB, I thank you for your support."

Five months ago, a proposal on whether mutant teenagers could continue to enjoy educational rights appeared in a show of hands vote in the New York City Council.In the final juncture, it was this member Justin, who was born in a wealthy Manhattan family, who voted in support.

That's why Mick appeared in New York Central High School!

Councilor Justin's fat face was also full of smiles, and he seemed to say sincerely: "Mutants are also Americans. This is an unchanging fact. As long as they are American school-age children, they should enjoy the right to get."

When he said this, his fat, almost oily face showed an upright look, as if all of this was done out of justice and fairness, and had nothing to do with the fact that his 12-year-old daughter was a mutant. It doesn't matter.

After the students were in class, the principal of Central High School ignored the caring people in the society, and sent the vice principal and several age directors to deal with it, while he walked towards the group of successful people like Mick with a smile on his face. Come.

"Welcome, Commissioner Edinson."

"Hello, Headmaster!"

Mick shook hands with the principal of Central High School with a smile on his face...

then!

Under the leadership of the principal, the visit officially started.

It is said to be the day of the visit, and it is said to last a whole day, but for Mick and the others, it is not easy to spare half an hour or an hour to care about these unimportant things.

After turning a floor, Mick and his group of successful people returned to the gate of the campus again.

"hypocritical!"

"nausea!"

"vampire!"

Mick and the others said they didn't care about the complaints from the caring staff who were still happily visiting the various facilities of the school!

at the door!

"Director Edinson, let's sit in a bar together." Old Osborn invited with a smile on his face.

Mick looked up at the sky.

Looking at the sky that hadn't reached noon, she was a little speechless, then she shook her head lightly and said, "Sorry..."

The words are not over yet.

Mick looked at the phone call from the protoss.

Made an apologetic gesture to old Osborne.

Immediately connected. . . . .