"I think I've found her."

Charles opened his eyes and slowly placed his helmet on the instrument table: "The little naughty boy is at the train station a few kilometers to the west. He should have walked onto the platform by now."

"Without further delay, let's set off as soon as possible."

When Logan heard this, he immediately turned around and walked outside.

"Wait a minute, Logan."

But at this moment, Charles suddenly stopped him: "This matter has something to do with Magneto. You are no match for him, so let Cyclops and Storm handle this matter."

"Who? Magneto?"

Logan frowned when he heard this, and then turned to look at Charles here.

"Listen, that child left here because of me." It was obvious that Logan had no intention of obeying his arrangement. He stared directly into Charles's eyes and said seriously: "So it's not for you that I want to bring her back...

…understand?"

"I understand, Logan, but you are indeed no match for him."

Charles continued to persuade: "Magneto can use magnetism to control metals, and in your physical examination report yesterday, we found that your body is filled with a special alloy. I don't know what happened to you... but obviously

, you can’t be Magneto’s opponent.”

"So what?"

Logan shook his head indifferently, then raised his hand and pointed at Fang Mo beside him: "At least Jesus is on our side, isn't he?"

"..."

Charles suddenly had a headache when he heard this.

In fact, what he just said, that he was worried that Logan would not be Magneto's opponent, was all false.

His real idea was that he didn't want Fang Mo to get involved.

As the most powerful telepathic mutant in the world, Charles can read the minds of many people, but Fang Mo is not among them.

There's nothing he can do about it. After all, he was almost beaten to death with a wooden stick when he was young... So even if he peeks into anyone's memory, Charles doesn't dare to peek into Fang Mo's memory anymore. You have to know that this man's bone density will be reduced when he gets old.

It will continue to decline. If Fang Mo gives himself such a stick and says that cerebral palsy is minor, it will be minor.

Of course if it were anyone else.

Then it's okay even if Charles doesn't read their memories.

After all, they won't cause too much trouble,

But Fang Mo is different... He has too many mysteries and uncertainties, but he also has an almost terrifying ability. As early as decades ago, he was able to suppress the Omega-level mutant Sebastian.

Rubbing against the ground, God knows how much stronger he has become after half a century has passed?

In Charles' view, Fang Mo is countless times more dangerous than a nuclear bomb.

No matter whether they are humans or mutants, no one can get away easily if they provoke him. As long as someone dares to light a fire, he will really explode for you.

Charles understands this.

So he himself would definitely not provoke Fang Mo.

But the problem now is with Magneto, and his old rival may not necessarily think so.

In the early years, Magneto did want to win over Fang Mo, but Fang Mo's arrogant rhetoric at the time made him back off. But now, Charles can't guarantee that Magneto will still not have evil intentions.

The battle between mutants and humans lasted for more than half a century.

During this period, many mutants died, including not only Hellfire veterans like the Red Devil, but also Magneto's former wife and daughter.

This is exactly what Charles is worried about.

Magneto has changed. He is more extreme and crazy than before. If he really draws Fang Mo into his camp, and humans attack Fang Mo with all his might...then everything will be over.

"That's it."

Charles' whole face was almost wrinkled with confusion: "Logan, go to the station with Storm and Cyclops to find the naughty boy. Fang Mo, you stay."

"What the hell?"

When Fang Mo heard this, his eyebrows immediately rose: "How dare you separate me and my Uncle Wolf?"

"not me……"

Charles had a headache again and subconsciously rubbed his temples. Storm next to him looked at Charles and was a little surprised. In her impression, Professor X had always been kind, gentle, calm and calm.

I thought that I would be tortured like this by a person.

"correct."

At this moment, Charles seemed to have finally thought of something: "That's it, the gift you gave me before... I'm not very good at using it yet, can you teach me?"

"Gift?"

Storm was stunned when she heard this.

But before she could react, a muffled voice suddenly came from Logan's chest pocket: "Old fellows, although it's not the same time, but the same coach, he, Charles, will challenge him again.

Pull daddy, Ollie..."

I haven't finished speaking here yet.

Logan suddenly punched himself hard in the chest.

Hearing a thud, even Logan subconsciously gasped in pain, but thanks to this punch, the ghost thing on his chest finally stopped screaming.

"?"

Storm was even more confused.

In fact, not only her, but also Charles was a little strange: "Logan, do you have something in that pocket?"

"I'm a big cigar."

A voice full of local accent sounded again: "You guys can also call me Eggplant, little sister, please come and sit in Logan's bedroom when you have time, and let Logan show you his big cigar...

This big cigar is going to make a lot of noise."

"...?"

The second half of this sentence was obviously addressed to Storm.

After understanding this, Storm's expression became obviously weird.

"Can't you just shut up?" Logan was obviously tortured so much that he couldn't help but take out his cigar and yelled: "Why can't you just be a quiet cigar!?"

"Say quickly, thank you Eggplant."

However, the cigar here ignored Logan at all.

"I……"

But before Logan could fully explode, Fang Mo next to him suddenly spoke, but the person he communicated with was Charles who was not far away.

"Actually, I know what you think, Charles."

Fang Mo touched his chin and said calmly: "But I advise you not to worry about it. Our ancestors value that one can do whatever he wants, so you don't have to go to great lengths to keep me here... As for that

Golden toilet, trust me, sooner or later you will sit on it by yourself."

"...Okay." Charles sighed, knowing that he probably couldn't continue to interfere in this matter.

Well, since Charles has no action.

Soon, Logan and Fang Mo were preparing to head to the train station.

However, there was a small dispute between the two over the choice of transportation.

"etc."

In the corridor on the first floor of College

Get out of here...you know what I mean, right?"

"I know."

Fang Mo nodded directly when he heard this, and then continued walking to the left: "I'm just looking for transportation."

“But the garage is on the right!”

Logan angrily grabbed Fang Mo, who was walking to the left, and reiterated: "Wei... Fang Mo, we don't have time to mess around now. I saw a pretty good motorcycle when I visited the garage yesterday. We

Just drive through that one."

"Oh yes, you seem to like motorcycles very much."

Fang Mo turned to look at Logan. In his memory, Uncle Wolf seemed to really like to drive a motorcycle around. Almost every movie had similar scenes of riding a motorcycle: "That's a coincidence. I happen to have a vehicle that I like very much."

.”

“Jesus’ vehicle?”

Logan frowned: "Don't tell me what kind of donkey colt it is, or simply a cloud or something..."

"Unexpectedly, she is my cute little daughter!" Fang Mo suddenly said loudly: "My daughter is my favorite to ride! As soon as I ride on it, I will go straight to the sky...I...well..."
To be continued...