New Flash Marvel Reborn

Chapter 220 Su Sheng
During the rainstorm, X Academy.

The lawn was deserted, and not even the rowdiest children would come out to play in the rain.It is only in this kind of weather that this place looks the cleanest.

Scott stood in front of the window, looking out of the window in a daze, like looking at flowers through a layer of waterfall-like water curtain.Because he always wears those dark red sunglasses, no one can see his eyes.

But it is not difficult to infer what he is thinking just from the general expression.

"Miss her again?"

The old man's peaceful voice sounded.Scott turned his head and saw the mentor Charles Xavier appearing at the door pushing a wheelchair.

"It's easy to see without telepathy," Charles added, explaining that he didn't use telepathy.

Scott lowered his head: "It's been a whole year now."

Charles said: "In fact, we all miss her the same, we are all the same. But life has to look forward."

Scott returned his gaze to the window and did not speak again.

Charles stayed with him for a few minutes, then left with a sigh.In fact, Charles already knew that this proud student who was ready to take over the leader could no longer hold his head up. In some respects, he was just too fragile and too easily injured.

"Scott."

Scott shuddered, unable to tell whether it was a hallucination or a real voice.He pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"Scott."

That voice sounded again, a female voice full of magnetism and magic, evoking countless memories of Scott's past.

"Qin!"

Scott was sure of it, the voice of a loved one he could recognize even in his dreams.He opened the window recklessly, got out of the window, and landed on the muddy path.

The long black coat was drenched by the rain, and Scott ran like crazy in the rain.

"Scott"

The sound continued, replaying in his head like a repeater.He ran faster and faster, towards a direction that he was sure of for some reason.

Then, he came to the cemetery.

X College's private cemetery, all mutants are lying there.

Scott gasped loudly, the rain being sucked into his mouth.With full strides, he slowly approached the tomb.

A white tombstone with "Jean Grey" engraved on it.

"flesh."

"Jing Grey from Earth."

"wake."

From Scott's wide-eyed eyes behind dark glasses, a hand emerges from the ground.The black sleeves are a stark contrast to the whitewashed hands.On the middle finger of the hand is another strange black ring.

A slender figure was brought out by this hand.The black tights all over the body highlighted the perfect figure, and the entire chest and abdomen were printed with symbols similar to ancient Egyptian runes, like a circle with an upside-down triangle carved in the middle.

She tossed her fiery red hair, revealing a delicate face.But that beautiful and enchanting face, against the pale skin like a clown, looks like a female ghost who hasn't gone to hell.

No, since this guy really just crawled out of the grave, maybe she really is a female ghost.

But it doesn't matter whether you live or die.Scott's mind was filled with the idea that she was Jean Grey, and that I had been given the opportunity to meet her again, and that was enough.

Qin smiled sweetly: "Honey, I'm back."

Emotions are like water breaking a bank, which cannot be restrained.Scott went up and hugged her, even if Jean went berserk again and killed him right now, it didn't matter.

In Qin's field of vision, the man hugging her in front of her turned into a bright purple. The color is so pure, so delicious and attractive.

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth, similar to a cruel smile when she saw a prey.

The black rings flickered, as if whispering.

"Love."

"The only thing in the world you can count on is death.

Anything can go wrong, and it might not turn out as planned.Only death never misses the appointment and always comes when it should come. "

The black figure is talking to himself.Holding a black lamp in his hand, he walked in the darkest corner of the city, and no passer-by noticed this black figure that merged with the darkness.

He pointed directly at the landmark building, the tall building with the word "STARK" printed on it.

Tony Stark locked himself in the lab for over 24 hours.

The fierce battles these days made him deeply realize one thing, that is, his own strength is not enough.He needs stronger armor, more firepower, more power.

And after Ultron blew almost all of his armor, he was still missing a sufficient amount of armor.

"Access, Steve Rogers. Welcome, Captain America."

Jarvis' beep sounded at the door.Rogers slung his shield behind his back and walked in in his uniform but without his helmet.

"You need to rest, Tony," he said.

Without raising his head, Tony continued to work on the electrician: "Go and talk to Flash."

Rogers, who knew the virtues of his team members, did not persuade him anymore, but scanned Tony's entire laboratory.

"So, this is your laboratory?"

"uh-huh."

Rogers said with emotion: "I miss the days when I was the most advanced technological product of the era."

Tony still didn't look up: "These are not very advanced. Of course, these devices are almost impossible for you to buy from the market."

Then, he finally put down his German work and raised his head: "So, you are not here for inspection, Captain? You must have something to come to my studio to find me, right?"

Rogers looked directly at him and said, "You must not have forgotten what day it is today, have you?"

"What? Halloween?"

"Sir, Halloween is one month away." Jarvis reminded gently.

Tony shrugged: "Then I can't remember."

Rogers was obviously dissatisfied: "Today is your father's death day, I don't think you should forget it."

"Oh, you said this." Tony said indifferently, "Relax, captain. The age is different now, and people nowadays don't value the anniversary of death as much as you did back then."

"I don't care what people think of it now. Howard Stark is a good man. He is my friend and your father. The dead should be treated with due courtesy."

"Go on your own." Tony lowered his head again, "Life must move forward, captain. Everyone is like this."

The next voice made the two people in the quarrel freeze in place as if they had been immobilized.

"Access, Howard Stark, welcome."

The movement of Tony's hands stopped again, and together with the captain, they cast indescribably surprised eyes towards this side.

The automatic door opened, and behind it stood a guy in a tight black uniform, as funny as he was going to Halloween, with a white weird logo printed on his chest and abdomen.

The images in the two people's memories gradually overlapped with the pale-skinned, mummy-like guy in front of them, and even the goatee was no different from their memories.

Howard Stark grinned and said, "Hey, long time no see, Captain, Tony."

(End of this chapter)