Marvel: My Ex-Girlfriend Is Everywhere

"Don't, baby," Zhou Luo smiled dryly, "We have something to say, don't do it, oops, oops, don't touch that stuff, oh..."

The three women operated after a meal, tired and sweaty, but Zhou Luo happily played more and more, moved his hands and feet, and watched the three women panting, Zhou Luo smiled yin and yin.

"Enough fun, it's time for me!" After this period of time, Zhou Luo had already recovered his strength, and as soon as he pressed his hands, the ropes that bound his hands and feet broke.

"Wow, the three of you will be united again. See if I can't clean up you today..."

Two hours were spent in laughter, setting up three women who wanted to go to heaven, and Zhou Luo got dressed.

"Stop, where do you want to go!" For a second, the vigorous Qin appeared at the door to block Zhou Luo's way, "I want to run so soon?"

"I will be back." Zhou Luo gave him a sweet comfort, "Mutant's future is still waiting for me to operate."

"You can always find reasons that people can't stop them." Qin rolled Zhou Luo's eyes and sighed, "But you have to pay attention."

"Pay attention to what?" Zhou Luo was a little curious.

"S.H.I.E.L.D should have noticed you, so prepare yourself."

Zhou Luo suddenly smiled bitterly. He understood the meaning of Qin. No matter how many cobweb horse trails S.H.I.E.L.D found out about him, a person would definitely come to him if he couldn't help it.

Black widow Natasha Romanoff.

"No matter, no matter, wait until she finds it..." Zhou Luo shook his head and left Xavier school grinning.

He still has to work for the Mutants, but it's a pity that the Mutants don't know everything he has done. It's really sad to think about it.

The President’s proposal for Mutant’s bill was eventually rejected, and he himself rejected it.

This is not surprising. The current president has always been regarded by the public and the media as a guy who works without a head. A large part of his popular support rate even comes from his star dog.

If America allows animals to participate in the campaign, his dog should sit in his current position.

Definitely, only a small number of people know that the president's changes in order are completely threatened by Mutant. Charles has returned and Mutant has regained deterrence.

Those paws that had just stretched out quietly retracted again, all the plans were shelved, and they could only watch the Mutant College step by step and steadily rebuild.

In the middle of this, Zhou Yi naturally made a lot of effort. He provided funds and manpower. Such a fanfare behavior would definitely attract the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D. Sooner or later, his identity would be exposed.

But he didn't intend to hide it forever. After all, although it is fun to play as a pig and eat a tiger, isn't the return of the king more attractive?

As for now, it’s the Mutant problem that requires Zhou Luo to bother more. This matter is impatient and needs to be done bit by bit, such as now.

After a wholesome exercise, Zhou Luo held Gwen's face affectionately, and said softly, "I think I should meet your father."

"Really?" The girl was filled with great happiness from the sky, and she felt a little dizzy.

Zhou Luo's excellence even made her feel ashamed and unworthy of him sometimes. She didn't expect Zhou Luo to take the initiative to mention this matter today, which surprised Gwen again and again.

"The day after tomorrow there will be a charity auction reception with the theme of providing a better life for the sacrificed firefighters and police officers' families. Come and participate." Gwen looked at Zhou Luo flickering with hopeful eyes.

"No problem." Zhou Luo smiled and continued to start the next round of wholesome exercise.

New York, Hillton Hotel. The charity auction reception was held here.

Under Gwen's leadership, Zhou Luo quickly met her father, George Stacey, the Commissioner of the New York Police Department.

Seeing Zhou Luo's arrival, the director-general was not surprised. He seems to be prepared for Zhou Luo's arrival a long time ago, and he also knows his identity.

"Welcome, Mr. Zhou. I didn't expect you to actually come. If I knew in advance, I should make more preparations."

While talking, he looked at Zhou Luo with a slightly contradictory look, and looked at Zhou Luo without any trace. To be honest, he is indeed a bit contradictory now.

On the one hand, he and his daughter are in a romantic relationship, so he doesn't have to be polite with him at all.

But on the other hand, only the identity of Zhou Luo, which can be found by the Chief Director, has had to make him treat Zhou Luo with a cautious attitude.

"You don't need to be so polite, uncle, I'm just attending this reception with your daughter. Too much preparation will scare me away."

After a little joke, Zhou Luo looked at Gwen next to him: "Go over there and rest for a while. I have some business affairs I want to talk to uncle."

Gwen was obviously wrong, nodded hurriedly, and gave Zhou Luo a "cheering" look when he left. Hmm... Zhou Luo can only say that he is very sorry about this.

Watching Gwen go further and further, Zhou Luo took the lead to open the topic.

"Uncle, the world is very insecure now, isn't it? I remember the things on the invitation. This charity auction is for 164 families of martyrs."

"You are right, Zhou."

Although I don't know what Zhou Luo meant for this, George continued on this topic.

"Although New York is the best city, it is also the worst city. The crime rate here is among the best in the country. We have tried a lot, but we still cannot avoid some sacrifices."

As the world's financial center, this city has crimes happening almost every day, and as long as there is a crime, it is inevitable that there will be sacrifices. Even super heroes can't stop this.

"These people are heroes, uncle. Their behavior is admirable, but I have to say that their sacrifice is not worth it!"

"I do not understand you!"

Zhou Luo's words made George frowned. What is meant by the sacrifice is not worth it? This simply means that their efforts are worthless.

"Sorry, maybe you have some misunderstanding." Seeing the dissatisfaction in George's expression, Zhou Luo shrugged.

"I mean, some sacrifices can be avoided. Definitely, I am definitely not promoting a product, it is something the employees do. I mean something else."

"So what do you mean?" As a politician, George is not experienced enough. The police career has left too many marks on him, making him a little slow in this regard.

And this is exactly what Zhou Luo values ​​him.

He still has a conscience, and sincerely wants to make a career. He is for the safety of his duties and citizens, not for the so-called political achievements. .

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