Chapter 168 Wanted Order
?Charles finally failed to keep the little naughty, and she left the school very firmly. Many students left with her. Except for a few timid characters, most of them did not follow the professor's persuasion.
In the face of their own future, these people still choose a path that looks brighter. Charles's set is too depressing for these young people. They would rather go to the wider sky to fight, than hide in a cage for the rest of their lives because of a little bit of wind, frost, rain and snow. Young people always like to work hard, and no one can change this.
Watching the group of young children get on the bus to the city one after another, Charles slowly loosened his hand holding the handrail. He still did not use his ability to change these children. will. So he could only watch these children leave.
He is a righteous, principled man. And because of these, he can always be counted by people. It's not that he lacks wisdom, it's that he sticks to his principles too much. He has suffered enough, and it looks like he will continue to eat.
The little naughty group was divided into two groups. One group got on the train to Huiyao City. Through Zhou Yi's arrangement, there will be special personnel to receive them, so there is no need to worry about any troubles on the road.
The other wave came to the New York City Police Department together. They took the order signed by Chief George Stacy and came to the reception of the police station under the strange eyes of a group of police officers.
At the moment, Stacey is in a state of scorching.
With the fame of a superhero, more and more guys in the most chaotic place in New York have emerged to play the role of superheroes. Some of these people are ordinary people full of fantasies, and some are guys with real superpowers.
But for these guys, Stacey is not very welcome. Because these people are ruining the jobs of the police. They do not have the identity of the police but perform their functions in place of the police, and use the most violent methods.
This is one of the ways that Stacey dislikes the most. You must know that even the original Dawn knight wanted to be chivalrous and maintain peace only after he had communicated with him. In any way, the Knights of Dawn are considered enough to give the police face. And who do these people think they are?
One by one, they are running around the world in the name of chivalry and righteousness, not only interfering with the normal operations of the police, but even causing a lot of unnecessary losses at certain times. Sometimes Stacey has the urge to focus the police and catch one or two extremists back.
However, he also knew that this was unlikely. After all, the police were also ordinary people, and it was really powerless to deal with these extraordinary non-human beings. And even if it succeeds, I am afraid that it will lose a lot of people. Stacy, who has always loved her subordinates, can't do such an act of disregarding her subordinates' lives for the sake of impulsiveness.
But some things,
What should be done is still to be done. Stacey thought about it and signed a wanted notice. The name of the wanted list clearly reads the title "Spider-Man".
"Brad, send this wanted order down. It must be fast, I want the whole New York to know that this bastard is wanted." Stacey beckoned a young policeman to come over and put the wanted order in his hand directly. shoved into his arms.
The policeman named Brad glanced at the wanted warrant in his hand, then glanced at his immediate superior in surprise, and asked.
"Hey, isn't it too much. Spider-Man has helped us a lot!"
"I didn't ask him to help us!" Stacey waved annoyedly, interrupting the little policeman's next words.
"This little bug is useless except swinging around, because he and we have exposed several large-scale operations in advance. This has made me scolded and bloody, and I can only fucking endure it. You give me Listen carefully, don't sympathize with this guy. Because of this little bug, people now look at us police like idiots, if you don't want to lose your job, just listen to me honestly."
"Okay, you're the director, I'll listen to you." It's about his own job, and Brad doesn't have the leisure to sympathize with Spider-Man. He took the wanted notice and walked towards the direction of the delivery room. And Stacey watched him leave, thinking again about how to deal with the other guys who came out.
Spider-Man is a soft persimmon. He deals with ordinary small characters, and his methods are also very weak. Stunning or something is already the most vicious method. So although Stacey doesn't like him, she won't go to great lengths to deal with him.
But some other characters can't be treated this way, such as the Punisher. As long as this ruthless guy catches a criminal, he usually beats him to death. If he doesn't beat him to death, he is lucky. Most of the time the police go to the end, they only get a bunch of dead people.
If the violation of police functions was something Stacey hated, the Punisher who took people's lives without trial only hated him. He has tried to arrest this lunatic more than once, but every time he has escaped from the net. The Punisher's professionalism in anti-tracking and investigation made him a little helpless as an old policeman.
He was still having a headache, and the phone on his desk suddenly rang.
"It's me, what's the matter?" Stacey didn't care much about her tone because it was an insider. After working as a police officer for so many years, if nothing else, at least these great guys under his command are absolutely convinced of him and won't make any trouble.
"Head, a group of children are coming to you, and they have the agreement you signed!"
"Child, what child?" Stacey was at a loss when she heard this. He didn't really remember any agreements he had signed about the children.
"It's the students at Xavier's School for Gifted Teens, and they say it's an agreement about your scheduled press conference in two days."
Hearing this, Stacey remembered the origins of these students. He quickly cheered up and ordered.
"Let them in, and. Don't let those reporters find them."
"Got it, head." The receptionist at the police station hung up the phone and said to the group of students who were somewhat restrained in front of him. "You can go in, turn right along the stairs, the innermost room on the second floor is the one. Also, the director has been in a bad temper recently, you'd better be careful."
"Thank you, sir!" The little naughty smiled and led a group of his classmates to the inside. Because of her performance in front of Charles, the little naughty has now become the leader of this group of students who go out to make a living, which is something she didn't expect at first. However, she was not disgusted.
Under the condition that Stacey passed the gas in advance, the little naughty group was quickly taken to Stacey's office by the police, and Stacey's eyebrows wrinkled at the first glance of these students. .
"Are you the group of students sent by Mr. Zhou Yi?"
His questioning was very choking, because he didn't care that his suspicions about them were discovered by the group of students. He is very suspicious of these little guys, and he is not optimistic at all about whether they can undertake the tasks agreed between him and Zhou Yi.
"You're right at all, we are the people appointed by Mr. Zhou Yi." The little naughty answered Stacey's words without being humble or arrogant. As a mutant, she was already prepared to be discriminated against, so Stacey was vicious. The tone didn't bother her in any way.
"Seriously, little ones. I don't think highly of you, not at all. You're too young to be like my kids in high school. These things are too dangerous for you. So, I hope You go back and replace a group of older, more mature and more powerful people. Understand?"
Stacey knocked on the table and picked up a cup of freshly brewed coffee. As soon as he poured the coffee into his mouth, he spit it out in an embarrassing manner. Because the coffee was so hot that his tongue scorched with blisters.
He quickly put the coffee on the table, took out a handkerchief and wiped the stains off his body.
When people are in a state of embarrassment, they are always very impatient to look at everything. He looked at the students who were still standing there and waved his hand.
"Let's go, I will convey my meaning to Mr. Zhou Yi. Don't worry that he will blame you."
"Mr. Director, I think you may not understand the use of our abilities, so it's too hasty to let us leave." The little naughty held down the table and looked Stacy's eyes squarely. "We won't let you and Zhou Yi down, as long as you give us a chance. Mr. Director."
Looking at the serious eyes of the little naughty group, Stacy sighed.
"Okay, I'll only give you five minutes. Just show me your abilities here. If your abilities satisfy me, I'll consider the contract."
"Thank you, sir. We promise not to disappoint you."
The little naughty bowed deeply, and then directly grabbed Bobby behind him. At the same time motioned to him, let him do something.
The old hard-boiled Bobby scratched his head and thought for a while, then lightly touched Stacy's coffee with his fingertips. In an instant, a layer of hoarfrost appeared on the surface of the hot coffee, and then a thin layer of ice condensed on it.
At this time, he quickly withdrew his hand, touched his head and said, "It shouldn't be hot this time, sir!"
Stacey reached out and touched the wall of the cup. At this time, he didn't have any other touch other than the biting cold. He glanced at the dull young man and said.
"Boy, the coffee is too cold. But you have a beautiful hand. Is there any other use for it other than this?"
"I can make ice out of thin air anywhere, anywhere. Like this! Of course, it's okay if you want a bigger one."
Bobby rubbed his fingers together, and immediately an iced coffee cup appeared in front of Stacey, and he shyly fiddled with the cup. said.
"Normally it doesn't melt."
"Usually?" Stacey held up the cup, and he found that the ice-sculpted cup showed no signs of melting in his hand except that it was a little cold, and there was not even a trace of water. This made him ask curiously.
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