"Strike, get ready. I will take two guests to visit our experimental base later. No, they are not government officials. I can handle those people in Congress. Yes, they are the super mutants I mentioned before.
No, no, no, you can't handle her, don't expect to use force to solve her. The mutants you faced before were humans, but now you have to face gods."
Leaning against the glass wall of the cafe, Wang Xu looked in the direction of the bathroom and dialed Stryker's number.
Stryker's method of treating mutants has always been cruel, and those who can be solved by force will never be solved peacefully. Wang Xu believes that it is necessary to communicate with him, lest this guy is not clear-headed and regards Qin Gray as the cat and dog he captured.
"You don't need to do anything, just have a normal mind. I know your hatred for mutants, but the time is not yet ripe. We still need to accumulate strength. Believe me, I want to catch all the mutants more than you do."
, on the issue of treating mutants, our positions are consistent. Everything is business as usual in the Edman Experimental Area. The X weapon program is suspended for a while. In addition, I don’t want to see the dismembered mutant boy in the laboratory. You understand.
That’s what I meant.”
Having said this, Wang Xu saw Qin Gray walking out of the bathroom and said softly: "Well, that's it. I believe you can control yourself. You have endured it for so many years and you won't be in a hurry."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Xu put the phone away and took the initiative to walk towards Qin Gray.
"I have already contacted the base. You can visit it at any time and take Scott's people with you when you leave."
"Let's pick up the little naughty boy first, and then go to your base. How did you get here, by car or helicopter?"
"The helicopter, it's parked outside."
Wang Xu took Qin Grei into the elevator, went straight to the parking lot on the roof, and took a helicopter to X Academy.
When he arrived at x college, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening. Although Wang Xu wanted to visit, he also knew that it was not a good opportunity to visit now.
Follow Qin Gray all the way through the hall to the second floor of the dormitory.
The little naughty girl didn't fall asleep. When she knocked on her door, she was writing in her diary.
Seeing Qin Grey's return, the little naughty boy smiled. When he saw Wang Xu behind Qin Grey, his smile quickly disappeared and he asked warily: "Who is he?"
"Senator, Wang Xu, the person in charge of the Hoover Base, promised to take us to visit the Hoover Base and release Scott and your friends." Qin Gray pulled the little naughty one in and repeated Wang Xu's words.
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When he heard that mutants were captured at Hoover Base in order to develop a vaccine to suppress mutants, the little naughty boy's eyes were obviously filled with doubts.
Different from Qin Gray who stayed at X Academy, the Little Naughty, as a mutant hiding among the people, is more aware of the style of the Hoover Base, which is a group of man-eating devils.
The devil suddenly stopped eating people and said he became a vegetarian. Is this possible?
The little naughty boy looked at Wang Xu with suspicion in his eyes, hiding behind Qin Grei, with distrust written all over his face.
"Hello little naughty, my name is Wang Xu, nice to meet you." Feeling the little naughty's distrust, Wang Xu smiled softer.
The little naughty curled his lips and whispered in a low voice: "You would rather see me in the hands of the arresting team!"
Although the voice was small, Wang Xu heard it clearly, but the smile on his face did not change at all.
Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Qin Gray took the initiative to change the topic and said: "Little naughty, aren't you worried about your friends? You can bring them back now."
The little naughty boy looked at Wang Xu, who nodded with a smile, maintaining his pure image.
It's a pity that he looks fierce and doesn't wear plain glasses to hide the sharpness in his eyes. Ordinary people will feel stressed when they see his eyes. The big brother next door can't pretend.
chug chug chug
The helicopter's propeller cut through the clouds and mist, carrying the three people and disappearing into the vast night.
Hoover Base.
"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!"
On the third underground floor, Logan was sitting in a glass room, smoking a cigar leisurely.
He has been at Hoover Base for a few days, and other than not eating well, having to have his blood tested every day, and not being allowed to go out, he is doing pretty well.
You must know that in Lincheng, he worked hard as a lumberjack and only ate some bread and applesauce every day. If he could not win some prize money from boxing matches, his life would have been difficult.
Now that he didn't have to do anything, someone would take care of his three meals a day. Logan didn't think he was in jail at all, he seemed to be enjoying his retirement life leisurely.
"Red Tank, what do you think we will eat tonight?"
Leaning against the glass wall, Logan took a deep breath of cigarette and knocked on the glass behind him.
Red Tank is his neighbor, and Logan has become familiar with him in the past few days. He knows that Red Tank doesn't look like a good person, but in fact he has a pretty good personality, but he is a little bit tongue-tied.
However, Wang Xu has cured his problem of being a talkative, and it's almost gone. As expected, evil people still need to be punished by evil people.
"It was mashed potatoes the day before yesterday, mashed potatoes yesterday, and I dare say it's still mashed potatoes today." Red Tank also leaned against the glass wall, with medical bandages on his eyes, slumped as if he had lost his dream.
"Eat!" During the discussion between the two, the guard who distributed the lunch boxes stuffed the lunch boxes in through the window.
Logan rushed forward impatiently, opened the lid of the lunch box, and immediately sniffed: "Eggs, sausages, tomato noodles, and even chicken legs? Oh my god, is it Christmas today? Is it so delicious?"
Even as he said this, Logan's hands never stopped.
There are only two meals a day here, and each meal consists of mashed potatoes, which is not enough for adults.
Although Logan had only been here for three or four days, the bird had already faded out of his mouth. He picked up the chicken drumstick and started gnawing on it.
"Wow, there's even cumin on the chicken legs. What day is it today? Did I eat right?" Logan looked up at Red Tank and found that Red Tank's lunch box was fried rice with a layer of barbecued meat on top.
The two of them looked at each other, smiled knowingly, hugged their lunch boxes and started eating like the others.
"Old man, why don't you eat?"
After eating half a bowl in one go, Logan accidentally looked up and discovered that the old man who lived in room 7 next door was still playing cards there without even touching his lunch box.
"The meal is not delicious." The old man looked a little thin and was playing cards with himself.
Logan leaned over with the lunch box in his arms, hit the glass with his forehead, and asked, "What is a decapitated meal?"
I have lived here for several days, and no one else dares to tell me, but everyone next door, Logan, knows me.
The old man in Room 7 is from China. It is said that he runs a restaurant in Chinatown. He has the ability to control other people's bodies and is codenamed Shadow Puppet Master.
Logan didn't know what the shadow puppet was. He just listened to the guards' discussion. Four helicopters were dispatched to arrest the old man. Finally, he caught the old man's child and let him go without restraint.
"In China, people who are sentenced to death can eat a good meal before they die. This is the decapitation meal. I have been here for two months. I eat potatoes every day. Today I suddenly ate chicken legs. Do you think they are
Are you kind?"
The shadow puppeteer clasped the cards in his hand and turned to look at Logan: "The person in charge named Wang is 100% Chinese. This is a meal for us."
"What about the decapitated meal?" Logan couldn't eat any more, and the delicious chicken legs were just like wax.
"After eating the decapitation meal, you will be sent to the execution ground. With a click, your head will be gone." The shadow puppeteer took the playing cards and threw them towards the lunch box one by one, muttering in his mouth: "I don't want to eat, I want to go out and watch."
Grandson, if you don’t want to eat, you just don’t want to eat.”
"Wow"
There was a loud cry in his ears, and Logan quickly looked back, only to see Red Tank's lunch box falling to the ground, crying like a child.
"I don't want to die. I'm only 23 years old and I don't even have a girlfriend. I don't want to die."
Red Tank looked tall and tall, but he was a giant in language and a dwarf in action. He was the first one to collapse unbearably.
When people cry here, it's like hearing a funeral announcement. Many people started crying.
In a short time, the key custody area on the third floor turned into a crematorium, with everyone crying more sadly than the other.
Red Tank was the best among them. Halfway through crying, he picked up the lunch box and ate a lot while crying. His tears were mixed with the fried rice and he muttered: "I have to eat before I leave. Eat more, more."