Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

Before he was caught in the laboratory, he was the captain of the football team in the school, and he was loved by the girls. After being caught, he could use his handsome face to win small opportunities from the female experimenters.

Rao is good at distinguishing and responding to those ambiguous hints.

If he didn't suddenly burst out with mutant abilities, and just lived smoothly for a few years, he would definitely become a playboy not inferior to Tony and Bruce.

But his mutant ability broke out, and there is no room for change in the future. From the first day he was locked in the laboratory, his fate was doomed.

He was destined to dedicate his life to the rights and freedom of mutants.

It's not that she didn't understand Laura's temptation. She took off her underwear beside him and showed her body unscrupulously. Her skin was a healthy wheat color, and her fingers were slender. When they were arched, they seemed to control a violin... …Rao sits in front of the TV with naked women moving at an arm's length.

The sound of cloth rubbing tormented his sanity, and he could smell the delicate perfume of Laura's fingers brushing his temples, a mix of citrus and sea salt.

But he just stared at the TV quietly without giving her even a corner of his eye.

He's not dull, and he's not stupid.

He had made his choice many years ago.

It was only at this moment, when he was chatting with Magneto freely, that he suddenly remembered that before Laura liked him, he had already had a crush on this beautiful, proud, and completely different woman from him.

Maybe some people just want what they can never have.

He longed for Laura's splendid aura of being free and belonging to ordinary people, the arrogance of wasting one's life unscrupulously and righteously.

Her smug expression, her absent-minded side face lying on the sofa and texting, she enviously watched him eat and drink, and her perseverance to insist on only eating weight loss packages... Her hair, her cheeks, her Her lips, her soft breasts, her slender waist, her slender legs that were clamped around his waist when she carried her home...

God, he thought, I remember it so clearly?Why do I remember so clearly?How can I remember so clearly?

He took a deep breath, turned his head, and looked straight into Magneto's eyes. Magneto looked back at Rao calmly. For some reason, Rao always felt that Magneto's expression was somewhat clear, just like his With the same ability as Professor X, it was as if he could see what was going on in Rao's mind.

Maybe he didn't need to see what Rao was thinking.

He just had enough personal experience to know how many important things Rao gave up in order to become who he is today.

"Superman is very strong, but what he taught me is not what can be done with strength." Rao said, "On the contrary, Mr. Lanshere, the most important lesson I learned from him is to accept myself impotent."

Whether it is Magneto or Professor X, they are indeed fighting for the rights and freedom of mutants, and they have dedicated all their strength and their lives to this end.

Maybe they didn't do what they wanted to do, and finding a future for a particular group of people is not easy in itself.They have been trying and working hard, but they have failed—their failure should not be regarded as shame and spurned, although they have taken many wrong paths and wasted a lot of time on this road, but Failure is inevitable, and they offer valuable lessons.

Magneto fell silent in Rao's eyes.

"I put all my energy into the fraternity, Rao. You can try to convince me, and I'll give you a chance to convince me." He said, "That's not enough reason. Tell me more."

"Mr. Alexander taught me how to look at people, Mr. Lanshere." Rao said, "Your life experience and your encounters are not secrets, so I have also done a little analysis on you. I noticed that you You've always held your hands when you've got into an argument with the X-Men, and you've admitted it yourself, you've always been more tolerant and kind to the rare mutants. You can be so ruthless at times because you believe in— 'The principle of killing the few and saving the many', you can sacrifice the interests of the few for the greater good."

"Now it's my turn to sacrifice my interests for the group of mutants." Magneto took Rao's words.

He spoke very slowly.

Rao smiled at him, a little melancholy and sad in his smile: "The situation of mutants has become what it is today. You and Professor X are mainly responsible for the fact that your ideas are opposed to each other. Brotherhood The war with the X-Men has consumed the internal strength of the mutants, and the third-party forces among the mutants have muddied the water, so we don't have much energy and ability to face more ordinary people."

"The reputation of the X-Men has always been very good, Mr. Lanshere, I think that moving closer to the professor's philosophy and facing ordinary people with a peaceful attitude is the best way to go now. I declare in advance that I am very serious about your 'conquer and control' Ordinary people' thoughts are interesting too, but you and I both know that's not going to happen...he's not just the guardian of the mutants, he's the guardian of everyone."

"It's time to change the fraternity's image in the hearts of the public, and the first step can start with you quitting the fraternity." Rao said, with firm eyes and a bright face, "Wanda, Pietro and I will do our best to make the fraternity Restoring the glory."

Magneto said nothing.

Here, Rao is having a serious conversation with Magneto. In Gotham City and Wayne Manor, Carl and Dick are so desperate that they don't want to go back.

Dick has so many consoles that he has a game room of his own.

Stark, Al, Wayne, and Lex Group have all dabbled in video games, and the game company under Al's command is at the top of this industry-because Carl likes game consoles.

Karl likes all virtual and creative things, including but not limited to games, movies, novels and comics. He himself occasionally writes something to publish or adapt it. Anyway, the Ayre Group has a one-stop industrial chain. It is very simple for the identity to spread those things, just like the scripts he created based on what happened in the other world.

All creations are anonymous, with the vague use of "Kent" as a pseudonym.People in the circle should have an impression of this name. Almost all the works in which he participated are among the best, but in the eyes of the public, Kent is just a blank.

Surprised, but of course, Carl finds out that Dick is a fan of Kent.

"I think Kent is very interesting." When Dick spoke, his eyes were fixed on the TV screen, and he was concentrating on manipulating the controller. "I'm not talking about the core of his story, I'm talking about his narrative style. You can find a great story in an action game, but every game Kent has been in. He is so good at making characters likable, you play his games and feel that everyone is understandable, even if you Disapprove of their thinking and behavior."

"Oh, thank you," Carl said.

"Are you Kent?"

"I never said that."

"I think you are, Carl." Dick said, "I searched for Kent's information, and it was completely blank, but he participated in a lot of works under the Ayer Group, each of which is a big investment regardless of the cost. Especially the few movies and TV series released by D&M, so I speculate that Kent's identity is unusual, and you will be familiar with him."

"OK, I'm Kent," Carl admits before Dick can speculate more. "Don't tell anyone else."

"I guess Bruce knows too. You didn't try to hide it very deliberately, so everyone who should know knows." Dick continued. "I wouldn't tell anyone if you wanted to."

Carl just laughed and reached out to pat Dick's head.

"...will we be good friends?"

After finishing the game, Dick suddenly asked.

"Why do you ask that?"

"I don't know, Carl." Dick put down the handle and looked up at Carl, "Probably because I think it's hard for me to be very good friends with Bruce. I will love him very much, he will be the most important person to me, But I might not like him very much."

"You'll be great friends with everyone," Carl answered Dick's question, "including me."

In the end, Alfred came to drive them to bed. Of course, the words were very euphemistic: "Mr. Al, Master Richard, you may need a glass of warm milk before going to bed."

Carl tries to bargain: "Chocolate milk?"

"I'm afraid it won't do your health any good, Mr. Al."

"Okay, then warm the milk." Carl obediently gave up struggling.

He walked out of the game room with Dick in his arms. Bruce, who didn't join Carl and Dick because he was not good at and didn't like playing games, was slumped on the sofa, holding the remote control and watching TV programs to pass the time.

What was broadcasting on TV was international news. When Carl came out, the blond anchorwoman was calmly talking about the most topical news.

"...It has been three hours since Tony Stark, the president of Stark Industries Group, publicly announced at the press conference that he would permanently stop the production of arms. At present, the Stark Group has not made any comment on Tony Stark's speech. More explanations..."

Everyone present heard the news clearly.

Whether it was Bruce or Alfred, including Dick who was being held in Karl's arms, the first reaction was to look up at Karl's expression.

"You... what are you looking at me for?"

Carl stared back at them a little blankly.

"If Stark didn't tell you such big news in advance, you must be very angry; if you are not angry, it means that you have known about it for a long time and have inside information." Bruce said.

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A word of warning in advance, if written, this side story is true.knife.There is no inversion.

PS. There are a lot of side stories in the comment area that I want to see, all of which will be in the main text~

Carl and his boyfriends will write the side story this weekend, because they will definitely write it, so it is not included in the options.

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I suddenly realized that I asked Alfred to call Master Dick Dick!

No no no Alfred can't say "Dick"!He can only say Master Richard! !