Over the next two hours, Alex instilled advanced thinking in Jean.
With this suggestion of thoughts, Jean's small mouth slowly turned into the letter "o".
This made Alex feel like Jin was tempting him to do something.
"So you have to understand one thing: if you try to be tolerant and accommodating, like Professor X, it will not make the country's top leadership take you seriously."
"On the contrary, it will also make them think that the X-Men are cheap and easy to deceive."
"What you were talking about with them was never peaceful coexistence, it was a deal between two races."
Alex continued, "A deal that has never been fair and square."
"Rather, it's about who has more chips and who has more voting rights!"
Having received so many useful ideas at once, Jean felt that she was close to understanding something.
But it wasn't close yet.
It felt like my head had grown.
"Mr. Alex, let me digest this a little."
Jean said somewhat pleadingly.
"No problem, I've said everything I wanted to."
But I can help you a little while you're thinking about the question.: "Magneto, Professor X and Tony Stark."
"Which of these three poses the greatest threat to the state and the whole world."
"If you can figure it out, you can also figure out what's going on with the mutant situation right now."
With these words, Alex continued to bask in the sun.
Only Jean was left alone, she was stunned.
She kept thinking about Alex's question.
Who was the biggest threat?
If it had been the previous Jean, she would have answered without hesitation that Magneto.
But not now.
In front of a powerful state machine, until Magneto was strong enough to ignore everything.
He was a clown then.
So who was it really?
Main street.
George has finally arrived at the place where the robbery was committed earlier.
When he saw several policemen crouching on the ground, he immediately shouted: "What are you doing here?"
"Where is the robber? Where is the hostage?"
"Chief, the robber is there."
"We are interrogating him."
"Why wasn't he taken to the police station, is it necessary to do this in public?"
George was not against interrogations in such places, but the country had its own human rights.
In case the other party has a lawyer to file a lawsuit about it.
The officer didn't know how to explain, so he could only helplessly say, "Chief, you'd better come and see for yourself."
George froze and immediately came over.
He saw a robber on the ground, bound by cobwebs.
A web?
Where did the web come from, and even so big?
Did some big spider appear?
George looked at the policeman in charge of the scene in disbelief, who immediately took out his mobile phone.
"Chief, take a look for yourself."
George held up the phone, and a video appeared on it, in which none other than a girl in a black and white swimsuit bravely rescued a hostage.
It also showed her throwing out cobwebs.
"Who is this?"
"Spider-Man!"
The officer couldn't contain the excitement in his voice when he said that name.
He was the one who had first-hand experience that Spider-Man was fighting crime.
It would be a lie to say that he wasn't excited that time.
And this was the first time Spider-Man fought crime.
"Spider-Man?"
George looked confused that he had never heard of this character.
"A superheroine who appeared just today, her video was retweeted by a lot of people."
"The Internet is now calling her Spider-Man!"
The officer moved his phone, showing George the comments under the video.
Among them was another outrageous racial comment.
"Spider-Man fights black criminals and protects the rights of whites."
George froze.
Obviously, this was a video of a heroic rescue, and it could be perceived as racial antagonism.
The fact is that this comment has the most retweets.
Only it was all swearing.
"Nonsense!"
George suddenly got a little angry: "The fight against crime is our business as the police, when it's the turn of a girl who is not even afraid to show her face, to take responsibility."
"Take this guy to the police station immediately, I want to interrogate him myself!"
"But the boss."
"If you can't, use a saw!"
"Yes!"
In fact, it was the masked heroes that George hated the most.
In his understanding, they were nothing more than cathartic violence in the name of fighting crime.
"Spider-Man, I'll get you!".
A tall building.
Gwen took her mobile phone and took a mean selfie.
But for some reason she suddenly sneezed.
Ah-chu~~
The phone in her hand instantly fell out of her hand, but Gwen quickly released the web to catch it.
"It was close!"
"It's true that the higher you stand, the stronger the wind."
Gwen continued to work with her phone, looking at the comments under her video, after automatically filtering out most of the comments with calls for war.
A satisfied smile crossed her lips: "Spider-Man, I like that name."
Gwen was clearly very pleased with this new title.
Continuing to listen to the police channel for a while, Gwen took off her headset: "I'm going to Alex's house."
"I'll ask him what he thinks about Spider-Man."
Putting everything in her backpack, Gwen waved the web in the direction of Alex's estate.
In the sea.
Countless surveillance devices were operating inside the black aircraft carrier.
The images on them covered almost every centimeter of the country.
Each employee had an eagle logo on his overalls.
Under it was also the name of the agency.
Agency of Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics!
And they had another name that few people knew - S.H.I.E.L.D.!
Nick Fury was standing on the bridge at that moment and watching the agents work.
At that moment, a female agent with a ponytail came forward: "Director, a new superhero has appeared in New York."
"Do you want to take a look?"
Nick Fury took a curious look at the tablet, and then handed it back.
With one glance, he analyzed Gwen's age under the leotard with the help of his excellent secret agent skills.
"As long as she doesn't cause problems, leave her alone."
"Understood...."
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