The two people in the hall didn't start a fierce battle, as Kayla imagined, or had an indescribable sexual encounter.

  First of all, their relationship wasn't to that extent.

  Luke and White Queen, at best, had a pure friendship of 'appreciating each other's skills and body', without any deep feelings.

  The former was interested in the driving experience, while the latter was interested in the driving skills.

  To a certain extent, each could be regarded as having their own needs and satisfying each other.

  Therefore, as soon as they met, they hugged excitedly, then shook their tongues, kissed each other breathlessly, and then talked with each other about love … this wouldn't be in line with their true feelings.

  They weren't the type to directly do the deed unless they were too eager and hungry.

  Luke wasn't a Robinson who spent 28 years alone on a deserted island, relying on handicrafts or living like a caveman to pass his days.

  He had a few friendly matches with Magik, the Queen of Limbo, during the Sorcerer Supreme Battle, and it was a wonderfully fulfilling and enjoyable experience for both sides.

  Without the urgent need, there won't be an impatient impulse.

  "Is it really you?"

  When the White Queen saw Superman, who had disappeared for a long time, she subconsciously released her psychic powers.

  And then, like hitting a solid iron wall, she was slightly dizzy, but her eyes were full of surprise.

  "The President publicly announced your death on TV, and a few days ago, there was a national day of mourning. "

  "The Soviet Union, on the other side of the world, was celebrating your disappearance with a free flow of vodka, so they could finally get a good night's sleep. "

  "The mutant order fell apart after you left and returned to the unfortunate situation of having nothing. "

  "S.H.I.E.L.D is crumbling and facing the fate of being disbanded …"

  The White Queen left her seat as she struggled to calm her emotions.

  But the rapid breathing, the heaving breasts, revealed her true thoughts.

  "It sounds like I'm very important to the world. "

  Luke chuckled.

  He didn't expect that the White Queen would be so excited about his return.

  This was much more satisfying than Howard and Captain America's welcoming.

  White Queen looked up at Luke and whispered, "I once heard a saying about how the planet never revolves around one person. "

  "But after seeing you disappear, all this happened. "

  "I think this statement might not always be true. "

  "Luke, you are like a celestial body that affects everything around you, and you would gradually expand your influence. "

  Luke's mouth curved up. What the White Queen said was exactly what he had been trying to achieve.

  He was steadily building a network of personal interests to ensure that he had a strong voice in the face of any force.

  From a war hero, a military mascot, to a strategic deterrent walking nuclear weapon, and a smooth transition to power.

  Luke saw himself as a player at the world's gambling table and wanted nothing more than to pocket all the good cards so that he could control the direction of the future and keep everything from spiraling out of control.

  Just like people with obsessive-compulsive disorder, when they see a wine glass in the wrong position, they have to be put back in place; otherwise, they would feel uncomfortable.

  He believed that this was some kind of common problem of travelers, or rather, the psychological problems left behind by the once weak.

  Hating the unknown and unstable, as well as sudden changes and trouble.

  "Ms. Frost, your compliments just made my day better. "

  Luke waved his hand and quickly put away the vanity that had crept in and the self-reflection that had passed by.

  The satisfaction brought by power was only the garnish for the main meal.

  He still had a long way to go and wouldn't be confined to the planet under his feet.

  It's still a little too early to feel complacent right now.

  "Let's talk about your troubles. You know, I've always been happy to help people with their problems and deal with them. "

  Luke put his hand around the White Queen's waist and leaned against the wide and comfortable seat.

  When he came to Hellfire Club, he didn't just want to catch up and get close to her.

  There were other matters.

  "I was waiting for you to say that. "

  The latter sat down on Luke's lap and wrapped her hands around the opponent's neck. They stuck together in an extremely intimate and ambiguous position.

  If the people of the Hellfire Club saw this, some jaws would drop, while other mutants could hear their hearts breaking.

  Generally speaking, a male-dominated power structure would be either assertive or affectionate, displaying the full range of human characteristics.

  Women with the power of eloquence tend to design their own image carefully to win the support of more people.

  To put it simply, the White Queen's persona in the Hellfire Club was an unattainable iceberg goddess.

  But here with Luke, the goddess in many younger mutant fantasies, easily shed her cold beauty outer layer and invulnerability.

  "You should also be aware of the recent actions of Essex Biotech. They are capturing mutants for genetic experiments and trying to take the research site at Alkali Lake from S.H.I.E.L.D. "

  The White Queen's eyes showed a hint of gloating, knowing that someone was going to learn their lesson.

  The last guy who tried to grab something from Superman's hand was already six feet under.

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