The Marvelous Dragon Balls

Although Saint did not say clearly what the so-called "withdrawal of power" was, Nick Fury, who had an ominous feeling in his heart, was still extremely cautious. Among the people, the idea of ​​picking out one or two to do ideological work was dismissed accordingly.

And after these mutants who didn't plan to join S.H.I.E.L.D. collectively went through a series of procedures to regain their freedom and return to society, Yin Shengte and his party who personally caused and witnessed all this happened also left later. The Trident Building of S.H.I.E.L.D. is back on the second floor of Lee's Chinese Restaurant.

In fact, Saint noticed early in the morning that the expressions of Lorna and the three cuckoo sisters were a bit complicated. There were too many people in S.H.I.E.L.D. before, so it was inconvenient to ask. After returning home, he naturally lost his scruples: "What? Are you not satisfied with the ending?"

"Not really."

Lorna shook her head first, and answered Yinshengte's question: "It's just a little emotional. Before I went, I never thought that there would be so many people who would choose to give up their mutant abilities."

"This is normal."

Yin Shengte shrugged his shoulders: "Before I teach you to be angry...cough! Before you met me, didn't you have the same idea?"

"..."

Lorna recalled it wordlessly, and nodded lightly: "It's true... the feeling of worrying all day long, fearing that your ability will lose control, is really too bad..."

"Don't think too much, it's okay for them to be ordinary people, at least they don't have to..."

"However, we are not ordinary people, they are just pretending."

In the middle of Saint's words to comfort Lorna, he was interrupted by the harmony of the three cuckoo sisters: "This is not correct."

"That's their own choice, isn't it?"

Saint turned around, switched sides and shrugged: "As for whether the choice is right or wrong, it should be judged by themselves."

"..."

The three cuckoo sisters pouted in unison: "What we mean is that they shouldn't need to pretend to be accepted by this world."

Now Saint understands that one of the core concepts of the Hellfire Club is to create a paradise for mutants. The three cuckoo sisters obviously have this unrealistic ideal.

"It's nothing to say,

We can't change the whole world for them, can we? "

As for the empty dreams of the Hellfire Club, Saint resolutely did not intend to get involved, so he immediately ended the topic: "We have tried our best to help them, and they have also obtained the life they want, which is already enough."

"The boss is right."

Lorna had also figured it out at this time, and said to the three cuckoo sisters who were still a little unhappy: "We successfully rescued them, and there will be no more human experiments in the Sentinel Special Service. Now, it should be time to embrace victory."

No more human experiments?

Yin Sheng shook his head secretly. Although the blow this time was considered heavy, it could at most make the Sentinel Secret Service launch a few scapegoats. To be honest, it was only a period of time. If you want a permanent effect, it is almost impossible. possible.

Of course, even though he knew it would happen, because Saint had no intention of changing the status quo, mutants' ability to lose control and use their own abilities to commit crimes are real problems. Compared with the Sentinel Secret Service, mutants The crowd is not innocent at all, it's just that this time, they happen to be the victims.

...

At the same time, at LaGuardia Airport in New York, a medium-sized commercial airliner that had just taken off from the runway and was in the process of climbing upwards suddenly heard an exclamation in the cockpit.

"Flock of birds!"

The elderly Caucasian captain with gray hair and beard, widened his eyes and warned the middle-aged co-pilot sitting next to him, and got a swear word in response.

"SHIT!"

There is no need to repeat the mutual restraint relationship between the plane and the birds. A medium-sized civil airliner that collided with a group of birds head-on. After experiencing a violent turbulence, a pair of jet engines located on the two wings of the plane burst out flames and black smoke. , while losing all thrust.

In the cockpit of the passenger plane, the co-pilot, who noticed the sudden drop in the climb force of the plane, glanced at the instrument panel in front of him: "Sally, we lost an engine."

"Do not."

The elderly Caucasian captain called "Sally" decisively chose the former between his rich flying experience and the wrongly displayed instrument panel: "Both engines have lost speed."

The co-pilot did not blindly trust his judgment, and immediately turned the engine restart button: "Try to restart the ignition."

If he could see the condition of the wings, he would know that it was all futile. At the same time, Captain Sally had decisively turned on the auxiliary power unit, and immediately sent a distress call to the airport: "Please help, please help!" , help, this is Quanmei 1549, encountered a flock of birds, both engines failed, now return to LaGuardia Airport immediately."

The airport that received the emergency call for help immediately responded: "Yes, if you need to return to LaGuardia, turn left and head 220."

"220."

According to the rules and regulations, Captain Sally repeated the heading angle, and at the same time, he controlled the passenger plane to start a large circle in the air. During the process, the airport probably didn't believe that the plane's luck was so bad. , and confirmed it in the communication: "U.S. 1549, which side of the engine did you lose?"

"BOTH, both engines failed."

Captain Sally took time out of his busy schedule to reply. When he turned the passenger plane around and got a bird's-eye view of LaGuardia Airport from a distance, his heart sank instantly.

Judging by his eyesight acquired through decades of flying in the sky and countless take-offs and landings, at the current height of the plane, it is absolutely impossible to rely on gliding alone to land safely on the runway of the airport he saw, especially , between the two stands the steel jungle that belongs to the bustling New York.

At this time, the voice from the airport came again: "All America 1549, can you try to land on runway 13?"

"I can't do it."

Captain Sally expressed his judgment without hesitation, and at the same time cast his gaze on the vast Hudson River below: "Maybe we can only make an emergency landing on the Hudson River."

Combining "civil aviation airliner" and "forced landing on water", there has never been a tragic ending in history. When the airport heard this, it immediately tried to dispel Captain Sally's crazy thoughts: "All America 1549, we have already Coordinating to runway 4 for you, you can join runway 4 from the left pattern."

"Impossible."

Accompanied by a resolute refusal, Captain Sally has completely affirmed his own judgment: "I don't think we can reach any runway..."

Before he finished speaking, the "beep beep" alarm sounded in the cabin, and the electronic human voice alarm immediately sounded: "Obstacle, obstacle, pull up, pull up."

It was the passenger plane that was gliding along the Hudson River that just passed the "George Washington Bridge" connecting Manhattan Island and New Jersey. The alarm that sounded meant that the current altitude of the passenger plane was only less than The pillars that pull the steel cables on the bridge are only a little bit higher.