Chapter 942: Marvel: Starting by Awakening the Little Universe, Chapter 515

According to statistical data from a certain agency, the number of times banks were robbed in the United States in the eighties was an average of 1.5 times a day.

This was just national, but if calculated separately for New York City.

Let's put it this way.

At least five times a day.

And that's just the minimum.

Therefore...

It's very normal for Hawk and Wanda to encounter a bank robbery on their first day, nothing worth making a fuss about.

But what happened next is worth making a fuss about.

Counting from the time this group entered the bank, it took about three minutes, and they ran out of the bank with two backpacks, and only then did they quickly get into the car and leave the street.

Hawk and Wanda, who had intended to rob the robbers, looked at each other and followed.

Mainly Wanda.

Hawk's supernatural means were temporarily gone, but there was still Wanda, who, after systematic training by the witch Agatha and the memory infusion from the 616 universe, found tracking a group of robbers very easy.

Soon.

Hawk and Wanda, tracking the vehicle, arrived at a warehouse near the Hudson River that looked unremarkable from the outside.

The five robbers were currently taking stock of their harvest inside.

"Nice!"

"How much."

"About 650,000, 130,000 each!"

"Beautiful!"

"God."

Bursts of exclamations were shouted excitedly from the mouths of the five robbers.

After all, this is not the 21st century, but the eighties; at this time, the purchasing power of the US dollar was still quite strong.

But even in the 21st century, the annual salary of Hawk's father-in-law, George Stacy, was only about 150,000 to 160,000 US dollars.

Just when the five people were excited, rubbing their hands, looking at the green US dollars, and fantasizing about a beautiful future, a sudden voice sounded in their ears.

"Hard work, everyone, you can give me the money."

"..."

The five robbers' expressions froze, and they subconsciously looked in the direction the voice came from.

In sight.

Don't know when, a handsome man and a beautiful woman appeared before their eyes, and the one speaking was the cool and handsome man.

The five were stunned again, then looked at each other, and stood up in unison.

The man in the lead, with a Beatles-style curly hairstyle, looked at Hawk.

"Who are you."

"Phoenix."

Hawk said in a calm tone: "Hawk Phoenix, leave the money, you can go."

Hearing this, the Beatles-style man looked at his four partners, laughed out loud, and then looked at Hawk.

"Are you joking?"

"No, this is just a warning, leave the money, you live."

Hawk's expression was calm.

He wasn't repulsed by robbing the robbers.

Let's put it this way.

If he could have awakened his Little Universe earlier, he would have started robbing the robbers long ago.

Morality?

Are you sure you want to talk about morality with a transmigrator?

The most important point.

Robbing the robbers has nothing to do with morality, and can even be said to be acting on behalf of heaven.

After all, he didn't rob the bank, he just robbed the robbers who robbed the bank.

The Beatles-style man in the lead listened to Hawk's words, smiled, and when he looked up again, the smile on his face disappeared.

The next second!

The Beatles-style man suddenly disappeared from where he was, and when he appeared again, he was already behind Hawk.

"Crack!"

The Beatles-style man, who appeared behind Hawk out of the blue, quickly hooked Hawk's throat with his arm, and a pistol was already pressed against Hawk's forehead.

"Give it to you, you think..."

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Before the Beatles-style man could finish speaking, Hawk, who was not afraid of him shooting, directly used his hands, exerted force, and accompanied by the sound of bone fragmentation, pried open the Beatles-style man's arm, then gave a strike, directly shattering the Beatles-style man's arm holding the gun. The moment the pistol fell, the Beatles-style man was already being held by the neck by Hawk and lifted into mid-air.

"John!"

"Boss."

"Shit!"

"Crack!"

"Let go of our boss."

The other four robbers, who originally had smiles of watching a play on their faces, saw this sudden change, and their smiles instantly disappeared; they hurriedly took out their weapons.

One of the robbers even panicked and pulled the trigger the moment he took out his weapon.

"Bang!"

"Hum!"

Wanda, standing beside Hawk, opened her right hand, and the Scarlet Chaos Magic instantly appeared on the flying bullet, pinning the shell in the air.

The next second.

Wanda clenched her right hand, and in an instant, the remaining four robbers were instantly suspended in mid-air, unable to speak or move.

Hawk's gaze looked at the Beatles-style man he was holding with interest, and then he narrowed his eyes, with a feeling of confirmation.

"Mutant?"

"..."

The Beatles-style man, who was being held by the neck by Hawk, heard this, his pupils contracted, seemingly corroborating Hawk's question.

Wanda, hearing this, looked at Hawk curiously.

"What mutant?"

"Genetic mutation."

Hawk said, remembering the wolf he seemed to have seen in the shuttle channel, and then remembered the reset universe.

Actually, when he knew his daughter Jean was lost in the multiverse, he had a feeling that Jean should have been lost in the mutant universe.

After all, his daughter is named Jean, inherited Wanda's fire-red long hair, and also inherited his Phoenix Force.

This made it hard for Hawk not to associate it with the Phoenix Jean Grey of the mutant universe.

But...

Before confirming, everything was just a guess.

Right now?

Everything seemed to be confirmed.

This should be the mutant universe, and what he just saw should be Logan, the Wolverine who reversed the future, and the reason why the universe here was reset was also because Wolverine reversed the future.

Just then.

A robber, who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen and was fixed in mid-air by Wanda's Scarlet Chaos Magic, spoke with difficulty.

"You... you are also mutants, mutants help mutants."

"..."

Hawk came back to his senses, looked at the robber who spoke, and then looking at the Beatles-style man in his hand, laughed, and threw the Beatles-style man out.

Wanda also withdrew her Scarlet Chaos Magic, and the four robbers fell to the ground one by one.

It was still the sixteen or seventeen-year-old robber who, after landing, was the first to run to the Beatles-style man's side, exclaimed "Boss," and then placed his hands on the Beatles-style man's injury.

Accompanied by the sixteen or seventeen-year-old robber's hair falling to the ground visibly, the Beatles-style man, whose left arm was twisted and right forearm was shattered, also recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It looked—

It seemed that this sixteen or seventeen-year-old robber used his own hair to exchange for healing the Beatles-style man.

Wanda looked at this scene and looked at Hawk: "This is also a mutant?"

Hawk nodded.

"Right, this should be a Delta-level mutant with relatively low side effects."

"Delta-level?"

Wanda looked at Hawk curiously.

Hawk gave Wanda a brief popularization of the origin of mutants.

Genetic mutation.

X-gene mutation led to the birth of mutants.

But the mutant abilities of mutants are strange and varied, and not every mutant possesses powerful mutant abilities after X-gene mutation.

Simply put.

The hierarchy of mutants is similar to a pyramid structure.

The top-level Omega-level mutants, this type of mutant possesses near-infinite potential and can fundamentally manipulate matter or energy reality.

Next are Alpha-level mutants, whose abilities are equally powerful and can usually be controlled perfectly, able to be used freely like a switch.

Then there is the Beta-level.

This level of mutant is actually similar to the Alpha level, but has a distinct characteristic: although they possess powerful abilities, they carry unhideable mutant characteristics, making people see their uniqueness at a glance.

The most typical are Mystique, who has blue skin and scales, and Beast, who is covered in blue fur with huge hands and feet.

Then there is the Gamma-level.

Although they possess Alpha-level mutant abilities, the abilities have some major flaws or are difficult to control.

For example, Rogue, who absorbs others' life force and memories, and even abilities, upon skin contact, and cannot turn it off voluntarily.

And Arc, who produces radiation when used, causing damage to teammates and himself.

Finally, there is the Delta-level Hawk just mentioned.

This type of mutant has weak abilities, no obvious advantages, but no obvious disadvantages either; even if there are, they are insignificant, and their appearance is no different from humans, belonging to the ordinary people among mutants.

Like this sixteen or seventeen-year-old robber whose ability seems to be healing, but the cost is hair loss.

As for this Beatles-style man.

He should also be Delta-level; although Hawk's supernatural energy is gone, his vision is still there, and this Beatles-style man's teleportation also seems to have some not-so-obvious flaws.

Actually, there is one more below the Delta level.

Epsilon-level! ===== CHAPTER 944 =====