An ordinary courtroom on the second floor of the New York City Municipal Court was urgently modified after the establishment of the Mutant Union and became the current special mutant court. All mutant criminals will be tried here and finally sentenced...

The old judge sat on Kapust's bench and looked through the stack of prosecution materials submitted by the prosecutor...

Looking at the thick stack of prosecution materials in his hand, the old judge glanced at the excited "criminals" sitting at the court hearing. He adjusted his reading glasses and glanced at the fat prosecutor who seemed to be struggling to hold the sentencing table.

, said: "Quinn, I'm thinking about whether to impose heavy sentences on all of them today. It seems that these "bad guys" are not here to participate in the trial at all, but to chase stars..."

As he spoke, the old judge pointed to a bride in a wedding dress and a groom in a formal suit in the audience, and said: "You can postpone the court date. If your wedding is delayed by going to court, I will feel guilty.

Especially when your charge was just, well, speeding three miles over the speed limit on Broadway...

Oh, when did the police in New York become so mean?

Also, are you mutants? I am only responsible for mutant cases here..."

Looking at the old judge flipping through the documents, before prosecutor Quinn could explain, the bride in a wedding dress ran to the dock with her skirt in hand and said anxiously: "Mr. Judge, I am a mutant, I am mutating

The labor union has registered..."

The old judge Capster looked up at the bride standing in the dock. He looked at prosecutor Quinn a little funny and said: "Did I misunderstand? This girl seems to be eager to mess up her wedding..."

"

The fat prosecutor Quinn shook his head with a strange expression and said, "No matter who it is, as long as they know what they will look like after 20 years of marriage, who doesn't want to mess up their wedding?"

The old judge Capster laughed and shook his head after hearing this. He looked at the bride and said with a smile: "You go back and get married first, and then we can make an appointment at another time..."

Although I can't see how you look like a mutant, we won't delay your marriage just because you are a mutant."

The bride did not feel grateful after hearing this. Instead, she looked at the old judge with her hands clasped in supplication and said, "Oh, Mr. Judge, today is my lucky day. I would like to ask Mr. Tomahawk to take a photo of me and my husband.

In fact, we were already married, and I was caught speeding on our wedding day...

Oh, I was so excited when I received the notice of the trial. I never thought that one day I would be able to stand here with Manhattan Tomahawk on trial..."

The old judge listened to the roar of laughter in the audience. A strong man covered in tattoos and with spikes on his chin helped the groom, who seemed a bit shy, to laugh...

Facing the old judge's gaze, the groom stood up and spread his hands helplessly, saying: "Your Majesty, for the sake of renting the dress again, can you let my wife stay? She is

Big fan of Mr. Tomahawk…”

The old judge looked up and saw Alvin sneaking in quietly through the door. He glared at the bastard who had brought him countless troubles and motioned for him to find a place to sit down quietly...

Nick and little Ginny, who came with Alvin, looked at the courtroom curiously with sweat on their heads. Then the two little ones rushed to the seats in the front row and sat down, curiously looking at the bride in the wedding dress...

Little Ginny made a cute face at the old judge on the bench, then leaned on the railing in front of her and tried to touch the bride's wedding dress...

Feeling a little strange, the bride looked back, then she covered her mouth and looked at Alvin's position and screamed "Ah"...

Then the whole court became a duck pond...

Seeing the old judge's angry look, Alvin quickly waved for everyone to sit back and keep quiet, and made an apologetic gesture to the old judge.

The old judge knocked twice with a small hammer, then looked at the quiet court with satisfaction, and said to the bride with a smile: "Then you are the first one today..."

I hope you can still be in such a good mood in a few minutes..."

As he spoke, the old judge looked at Prosecutor Quinn in the audience to his right and said: "According to New York law, what is the highest penalty for speeding?"

The big fat Quinn made a "ask for it" expression at the bride, then shrugged and said: "The maximum fine of 500 yuan and forced community labor can be imposed..."

The bride, who was so excited just now, stared blankly at the old judge who suddenly became less kind. Then the smart girl saw the smile in the old judge's eyes. She decisively clasped her hands together and prayed to the old judge: "

Oh, I'm sorry, I was too excited just now, I promise there won't be a next time..."

Facing such a naughty bride, the old judge shook his head and glanced at the groom with a smile, and said: "Based on my experience of 55 years of marriage, your future will be a difficult test..."

As he spoke, the old judge coughed slightly amidst the roars of laughter from the audience. He picked up the prosecution book, took a look at it, and said: "Emily, you are accused of driving on Broadway at 10:25 a.m. on September 8th.

Speeding, do you have anything to say about this?"

The bride Emily looked back at Alvin a little excitedly, then she coughed lightly, looked at the old judge, chuckled first, and then said: "Yes, Mr. Judge!

But I was rushing to get married that day. Before that, I went to the Mutant Guild in Hell’s Kitchen to register. There were a little too many people that day, and I was a little too excited, so I wasted a little time..."

After hearing this, the old judge glanced at Alvin who was a little confused, and then said a little funny: "You almost delayed your wedding because you had to rush to register with the Mutant Guild...

It seems like your mutation has really affected you a lot..."

After hearing this, the bride Emily waved her hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, no, Mr. Judge, I like my mutation very much..."

As she spoke, Emily fiddled with her beautiful veil and winked at the old judge with her big eyes, and said: "One day I woke up and found that I no longer have to buy mascara. This is the best mutation effect.

!”

The old judge looked at Emily inexplicably. He lifted up his reading glasses and squinted for a long time but couldn't figure it out. So he smiled and shook his head and said: "Okay, you were delayed because you had to register, and then

Got pulled over by mean New York cops..."

As he spoke, the old judge looked at the fat prosecutor Quinn and said, "Is what she said true?"

Quinn was a little out of breath, holding on to the trial bench, and said: "No, she lied. Judging from the surveillance video at the time, she had been rushing in the opposite direction to the wedding venue..."

As he spoke, Quinn looked at the laughing old judge and said with certainty: "This explains why he was speeding. Maybe it wasn't lack of time..."

The old judge smiled and shook his head and said: "In that case, she was not driving fast enough..."

As the whole room chuckled, the old judge smiled and said to Emily: "What evidence do you have to prove what you just said? For example, a marriage certificate..."

Emily smiled and nodded repeatedly, and said: "I have it, I have it, I have the mutation certificate made by Mr. Clerk and my marriage certificate that I got that day..."

As she spoke, the impatient bride turned and ran to her husband, picked up a folder and ran to the old judge. She was about to hand the document to the old judge, but she saw him standing behind the old judge in a black suit.

John Witness in the distance is pointing a pistol at himself...

This made Emily scream out in fear, and she took a step back and almost sat down on the ground...

The old judge looked back at the expressionless John Wicker. He smiled, waved his hand and said, "Thank you, John, you scared my first guest, but thank you anyway!

Emily, you should not leave your position, you should hand over the evidence to Prosecutor Quinn..."

As he spoke, the old judge winked playfully and said with a smile: "Look, this is the prerogative of the judge. Everyone must respect me!"

Emily said "Oh" after hearing this, apologized quickly and returned to the dock. Then she may have felt that she was indeed a bit rash, and she nodded apologetically to the stone statue of John Wick...

Prosecutor Quinn smiled and picked up the folder containing the evidence from the table in front of the old judge, looked at it "carefully" and handed it to the old judge. Then he looked at Emily and said with a smile: "This

It's the procedure. If there is any deadly virus on it, the prosecutor must die in front of the judge..."

The old judge heard the chuckles from the audience because of Quinn's complaints. He shook his head and laughed, picked up the document bag and took out the two certificates inside, looked at it, and then read: "Issued by the New York State Government of the United States, and certifies that you

By Marriage, Emily Briana Perez was legally married to Noel Pachado, on September 8, 2010."

As he spoke, the old judge motioned for Emily to be quiet, who was a little excited. Then he looked at prosecutor Quinn and said with a smile: "Quinn, as a prosecutor, do you think Emily started in such a form?"

What thoughts do you have about your married life?

Charged, brought to court, convicted..."

The fat Quinn was stunned for a moment, and then something seemed to ring out, and he said: "This brought back some memories for me. I also got married on September 8th...

Of course, that was many years ago..."

Emily covered her mouth in surprise and looked at the kind Quinn, shouting: "We are the same!"

Quinn waved his hands with a serious face and said, "No, no, no, we are different. I know how to slow down, especially on my wedding day."

As he spoke, Quinn looked at Emily and said with a serious face: "Remember the wedding day, because the days to come, oh, it's hard to describe in words..."

Looking at Emily who covered her mouth and burst out laughing, the big fat Quinn turned to look at Emily's husband and said seriously: "Remember the way Emily looked at you on the wedding day, believe me.

, in another year at most, you will never see that look again!"

The old judge smiled and interrupted Quinn's marriage lecture. He smiled and asked: "Quinn, how many years have you been married?"

Quinn was stunned for a moment, then tilted his neck and thought for a moment, then said: "35 years, oh, I'm sorry, 38 years, it shouldn't be 37 years, oh damn~"

The old judge looked at the annoyed big fat man Quinn and shook his head with a smile. Then he looked at Emily and said with a smile: "Look, in 1937, anyone who gets married on that day will have good luck..."

As he spoke, the old judge looked at the somewhat annoyed Prosecutor Quinn and said, "What do you think, Mr. Prosecutor?"

After hearing this, Quinn smiled and said to Emily: "First of all, I wish you a happy marriage. Although it seems that getting married that day will affect our brains, everything will be fine..."

After the old judge listened, he looked at Emily with a smile on his face and said: "Let us give you a wedding gift. Although it may be a little late, who cares, after all, you just exceeded the speed limit.

3 miles.

And you have to rush to complete the mutant registration before rushing to your wedding venue...

Therefore, I accuse you of not guilty..."

Emily covered her mouth in excitement and nodded repeatedly to thank the old judge for his verdict. Just when she was about to say something, the old judge glanced at Alvin, who was sitting quietly in the back row watching the excitement, and he smiled a little slyly.

, and then said: "Do you need our Manhattan Tomahawk to re-read the wedding ceremony for you?

This is the court’s preferential policy for its first client..."

Emily covered her mouth in surprise and looked at the old judge in disbelief, and said, "Really?"

The old judge glanced at Alvin, who looked helpless, and said with a smile: "Why not?

Mr. Tomahawk owes me a favor. Although my responsibility is to judge him, this does not prevent me from asking him to be your late witness!

And our popular Mr. Tomahawk will never refuse a request from a happy couple..."
To be continued...