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Chapter 8 Subtle Atmosphere(1/2)

Chapter 8 The atmosphere is subtle

Author: The wise man is like the wind 01

Chapter 8 The atmosphere is subtle

Two doors?

When Weller realized this problem, his body stiffened involuntarily, but his head subconsciously looked at the bed in the room.

Logan's eyes widened, as the strong wind covered the sheets that covered his graceful body...

"That...ah!"

With a look of embarrassment on his face, Weller was blown away again by a shock wave and slammed into the wall.

The next moment, several enemies jumped out of the shadows and rushed toward the three of them.

Ororo snorted and flashed, and the angry electric light danced in the room.

"Fake!"

Logan cursed angrily and stood in front of Weller without hesitation.

Suddenly, the tense atmosphere became a little subtle.

The corners of Ororo's eyes twitched, and the beating electric light surged several times, like a silver net falling in the room.

Blah blah blah!

In the dazzling electric light, everyone froze and trembled violently.

Fortunately, the power grid was retracted as soon as it appeared, and then it was quickly retracted and hit the approaching shadows, sending them flying away.

Logan endured the paralysis in his body and roared towards the enemy.

Weller held a playing card as sharp as a knife in his right hand, and followed closely with his eyes flashing blue.

The next second, blood fell into the room like splashing raindrops.

"Keep one alive!"

Ororo reminded.

Soon, it became quiet outside the room.

Weller casually threw away the playing cards covered in blood, touched his head and smiled apologetically: "Well... I'm sorry to bother you."

"Sorry? Then you are laughing your ass off!"

Weller said seriously: "This is an embarrassing smile, you use a smile to cover up your helplessness!"

"Bah! Do you believe this?"

Logan glared at Weller.

Weller shrugged and was about to explain... Ororo, who was fully dressed, walked out of the room expressionlessly.

Looking at the body that was turning into ashes and disappearing on the ground, Ororo frowned, threw a pair of pants to Logan, and looked towards Weller's room with cold eyes.

Shadows were seen walking out of Weller's room, and shadows also appeared in the dark corners around them.

Suddenly, the three of them were surrounded.

"Fake!"

Logan cursed lowly, casually tied his pants around his waist, and got ready for battle.

Ororo didn't care, but Weiler had a hint of curiosity and expectation in his eyes.

Professor X should probably take action.

Sure enough, as soon as these enemies made a move, they stopped in place like puppets.

"What's going on?"

Logan looked at this scene with confusion, but did not relax his vigilance.

Ororo said calmly: "The professor has taken action."

Although there are many enemies this time, to Professor X, there is no difference between one and ten or even a hundred.

"The lightbulb wheelchair man still has this ability?"

Logan was surprised.

Ororo glared at Logan: "Remain respectful to the professor."

Logan smiled nonchalantly, but heard Professor X's voice in his mind.

"If you keep calling me random names, I'll make you go out to dance ballet dressed like this."

Logan was silent for a moment and then said with a solemn expression: "I respect the professor the most."

After finishing his words, he looked around guiltily and hurriedly put on his pants.

Ororo raised the corner of his mouth in a beautiful arc, turned to look at Weller who was wandering around the shadows, and said: "Weller, did you find anything?"

"A new number has appeared."

Weller responded, looked at the numbers of those people, and read: "035,025."

In addition to the 035 number representing the shadow, a new number appeared.

"Do the numbers represent their abilities?"

Ororo guessed.

035 is the ability to blend into the shadows, and 025 has other abilities besides the ability to blend into the shadows...

So, what about number 015? What about number 005? And, what about his number 003?

Weller pressed his aching head.

There is too little information to speculate.

"Don't worry about it for now. I'm going to see the children. They must be scared."

Ororo left quickly.

Looking at Ororo's back, Logan sighed with regret.

Weller coughed lightly and patted Logan's shoulder with joy: "I'm going to see the professor. Maybe the professor can find some information."

After saying that, Weller left quickly.

Logan looked at the enemies standing like puppets and spat: "Damn, you devils really know how to choose your time!"

The beautiful night was just gone.



Weller walked through the still quiet campus and came to Professor X's room.

The number of enemies who attacked School

But just as Weller thought, it made no difference to Professor X.

Professor

As expected of Professor X, he is really terrifyingly strong.

Weller praised in his heart and looked at the old man sitting in front of the window, looking at the quiet campus: "Professor."

Professor

"Ville."

Professor

"Those people..."

"Sorry, Weller, they're just tools."

Weller nodded, not feeling any surprise at all.

"Those people..."

"Don't worry, I will take care of it."

Professor X's expression remained gentle.

The self-destruction devices inside those tools will turn them into ashes, and all Professor X has to do is activate the device.

"Go back, have a good night's rest, and enjoy your life at school." Professor

.”

Weller's expression froze and he left quickly amid Professor X's low laughter.

But... he felt like he had forgotten something.



The next day, early morning.
To be continued...
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