A Brutal Beating

Gwen wanted to stay. Whether before or now, she had always been interested in extraordinary events. She asked, "Andrew, will it be dangerous if we stay?"

Andrew smiled. "Don't worry, no big problem. After all, he's just Iron King."

Only the one in the comics was called Magneto. The one in the movie world was merely Iron King, and the difference in strength was enormous.

Psylocke could not help glancing at Andrew. Young people these days were far too arrogant. He actually dared to look down on Magneto? Was he fearless through ignorance, or had a donkey kicked him in the head?

Gwen naturally trusted Andrew. She asked in surprise, "Iron King?"

Andrew said, "I watched footage of Magneto fighting. He only knows how to use Magnetism Control on metal. To Tell the Truth, I seriously suspect his academic credentials were forged."

Psylocke was a little displeased. She said, "Magneto could kill you ten thousand times with the flick of a finger."

Andrew merely smiled without replying. Psylocke snorted and turned her gaze back to the battlefield, where the two sides were confronting each other.

Professor Charles said to Magneto, "Erik, leave before things get out of hand."

"Since I came here, I have no intention of leaving."

Magneto said coldly, "Today, not only will I take that girl away, I will also let everyone know that we Mutants are gods. We do not need saving. There is only one thing we need to do: overthrow humanity and establish a nation that belongs to us Mutants."

As Magneto spoke, dozens of cars around them rose into the air at once. The crowd cried out in alarm, and then the cars crashed down one after another, shattering countless windows.

Magneto was displaying the power of a god!

Professor Charles said, "Erik, Mutants are human too."

Magneto pointed at the people who had been taking pictures earlier and shouted, "Charles, tell me—when those people look at Mutants, do they see their own kind, or do they see animals?"

Professor Charles sighed. At that moment, Wolverine stepped forward and asked fiercely, "Your target isn't me. It's Rogue?"

"No one here knows you, but you are quite a useful tool."

Magneto raised his hand, and Logan's claw blades involuntarily sprang from his right hand and pressed against Rogue's neck. Rogue was horrified and hurriedly asked, "Logan, what are you doing?"

"I'm being controlled."

Logan struggled desperately, but he could not control his hand at all. With his entire skeleton made of Adamantium, he was completely countered by Magneto.

"Erik, stop!"

Professor Charles controlled Sabretooth and had him grab at Magneto's neck. Magneto had long been prepared. With a wave of his hand, Sabretooth, bound in iron chains, was sent flying backward.

Then Magneto snorted coldly. The guns In Hand of every police officer, agent, and Soldier flew from their grips at once and turned to aim at them.

Cries of alarm rang out all around. Many police officers raised their hands in surrender. Coulson cursed under his breath. He should have brought plastic guns.

Thinking of something, Coulson glanced toward Andrew. Seeing him calmly drinking coffee, he knew Andrew would not intervene and could not help sighing.

"Useless human weapons."

Magneto smiled disdainfully, then tapped his Helmet and said, "Charles, with this, you cannot control me."

Seeing that Magneto had the situation under control, Toad strode toward Rogue. Jean was about to use Telekinesis to stop Toad when a gunshot suddenly rang out.

Jean hurriedly Turned Head toward the sound and discovered a bullet floating before a police officer's forehead. The officer was so Scared that his face had turned pale.

Professor Charles gestured for Jean to stop, then asked, "Erik, what do you want Rogue for?"

"Of course, to accomplish the great cause of us Mutants. Charles, let us leave. Otherwise, these police officers and the civilians around us will all die."

As he spoke, Magneto controlled the guns to aim at the nearby civilians. Since Andrew was close by, one gun was pointed directly at his head.

Professor Charles looked helpless. Just as he was about to compromise, Andrew said, "Magneto, move that gun away and apologize. Then we can let this go. Otherwise, Brother Wong will be very angry, and the consequences will be severe."

Andrew had not wanted to intervene. What did Mutants killing each other have to do with him? But as the Demon King of Hell, if someone pointed a gun at him and he did nothing, how would he show his face in public afterward?

Andrew's skin was not as thick as Mephisto's.

Andrew's words made Magneto laugh. "This is humanity: stupid and arrogant."

Psylocke thought the same. Only Coulson was overjoyed. Magneto could have easily taken Rogue and left, but unfortunately, he had chosen to court death.

"Then let's stretch a little."

Andrew stood up, and an umbrella silently appeared In Hand. Gwen quipped, "There it is—Schrödinger's Umbrella."

"Lowly creature."

Magneto smiled disdainfully and controlled the guns to fire. Andrew sidestepped the bullets, then pushed off with both feet and flashed to Magneto's side like lightning, bringing the umbrella down hard on his head.

"So fast."

Magneto's eyes narrowed, but he did not panic. He split his focus in two, using one magnetic force to control the metal in Andrew's umbrella and the other to control his cape as a shield before him.

The cape was woven with a special flexible alloy. Combined with Magneto's magnetic force, even a rocket launcher could not blast through it.

To Magneto's astonishment, he could not control the metal inside the umbrella at all. Then the umbrella smashed fiercely into the cape. The cape rapidly caved in and slammed into Magneto's Helmet, sending his entire body flying and rolling repeatedly across the ground.

Before Magneto could recover, Andrew appeared By His Side as though using Teleportation. The umbrella fell like raindrops, and the sounds of bang, bang, bang strikes rang out without end.

Andrew snorted coldly. "A god? You think you're worthy?"

Magneto was driven mad with anger. He wanted to counterattack, but the other man's attacks were simply too fast. He could not gather any strength and could only take the beating passively. Fortunately, the other man was not very strong, so he did not suffer much injury.

Everyone around them stared in dumbfounded disbelief. That was Magneto, America's most wanted criminal, yet he was being beaten like a Grandson by some young man?

The scene was as brutal as could be—shocking! A seventy-year-old man was publicly beaten by a young man with an umbrella, while the surrounding civilians not only failed to stop it but cheered loudly. Was this the collapse of morality, or the distortion of human nature?

"Erik."

Professor Charles could barely bear to watch. Rogue and Wolverine were cheering wildly in their hearts. So even you have this day, you old bastard Magneto.

Rogue stared at Andrew with shining eyes. He was so handsome, as handsome as Bruce Lee.

Psylocke's mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg inside. Who exactly was that kid? How could he be this strong?

Gwen said proudly, "My boyfriend never lies. He's only Magneto. My boyfriend is a Kung Fu Master, so beating him up is easy."

"A Kung Fu Master?"

Psylocke looked doubtful. It was not as if she had never seen Kung Fu Masters before. How could one possibly be this strong?