I Am In Marvel Chapter 537: Night attack on base

Three days later.

Under the **** course training of Logan, Asazo, and Charles, the combat abilities of the five mutant students increased linearly. They not only knew how to put their abilities into combat, but also derived new abilities based on their abilities. Skill moves.

But even if they can feel that they are making progress every day, no student dares to challenge Caesar to grab the bell. After all, three days ago, Eric, who was originally recognized as the strongest combat power, still couldn't shake Caesar. The mountain blocking the finish line.

Until that night, when the training was over, the students and teachers returned to their rooms to rest and sleep until three o'clock in the morning in the dead of night.

In the first single room on the third floor of the residential building, Caesar, wearing cute little yellow duck Q pajamas, was lying on the bed with a large font, sleeping soundly without any precautions, wearing a pajamas pocket The hat also has two rabbit ears hanging down.

At this time, on the rooftop, in the corridors, and outside the courtyard, several figures were moving in secret in an invisible environment.

"Siren, report the target status." Hank, who was the team leader on the rooftop of the fifth floor, calmly asked into the microphone.

"The Kraken is currently in place."

In mid-air in the courtyard a hundred meters away from the residential building, Sean was wearing a training uniform, with the technological prosthetic wings on his back, which combined with the sonic vibrations, allowed him to float in mid-air. He held a night vision high-precision sniper in both hands, spanning a hundred meters away, and observed Caesar lying on the bed through the window.

"The target is sleeping soundly without the slightest bit of vigilance. Not only is the door to the room unlocked, but the curtains are also open as always."

"Are you sure he's not pretending to sleep?" Hank further confirmed.

Sean replied firmly: "I'm very sure. Thanks to my sensitivity to sound waves, I have super hearing. The target's heart rate is very even and gentle now. He is indeed in a deep sleep, maybe still having a sweet dream."

Outside the corridor on the third floor, the report was also heard. Alex and Darwin, who were waiting to fight, looked at each other.

Alex lowered his voice and said: "Should we say he is too careless, or we are too weak. You can **** the bell anytime and anywhere - he made these rules himself, and now it seems like he is deliberately letting us attack him It's like launching an attack."

"Don't act rashly yet." Hank took a deep breath and continued to ask: "Siren, did you see the bell on the target?"

"Bell, I've been looking for..."

Sean moved the lens of the night vision high-precision sniper, and his words stopped suddenly, and then he said in surprise: "I saw it, the bell is... on the target's neck. Repeat, the bell is worn by the opponent as a necklace. Got it."

"Wear it around your neck? This is going to be difficult."

"If we still have to grab it hard, then we will give up the biggest advantage of our night sneak attack."

Several people continued to discuss in the dialogue channel. Finally, Hank interrupted them: "Don't act rashly yet. I will go down and try alone. If something happens, you can take action."

In these three days, the one who has changed the most is Hank, whose mutant codename is ‘Beast’.

With Charles's continuous guidance, Hank finally tamed the wildness in his body and no longer feared the beast gene in his body. He got rid of his previous gentleness and cowardice in one fell swoop and dared to borrow half of his power as a beast.

After Hank asked the other members to stay put, he continued to adjust his breathing, reached out and took off the glasses he was wearing, and placed them on the rooftop wall.

After completing all this, his eyes turned to the cold blue-brown color, and his muscles suddenly expanded to hold up the training clothes. Rough and thick blue hair appeared on the body without clothing, and shiny black hair grew on his hands. Hard pointed armor.

A crescent moon poked out from the dark clouds. Under the light of the bright moon, Hank transformed into a humanoid beast with a terrifying face, like a lion or a man.

My heart is like a tiger, sniffing the roses.

Hank's cold eyes calmed down, and he climbed upside down on the outer wall of the residential building. His body was obviously bloated and strong, but he was as dexterous as a large gecko, climbing from the fifth floor to the third floor without making any sound.

The closer he got to the target window on the third floor, the more cautious Hank became, his movements became extremely slow, and the hearts of the people waiting in the yard and corridors began to rise quietly.

Without making even a slight movement, Hank successfully climbed into Caesar's room through the open window on the third floor, which also made other students secretly relieved.

Being able to get the bell without alerting Caesar would be the best result of this raid.

"Use my fastest speed to get the bell. As long as I succeed, I will win."

Hank thought to himself that transforming into a beast also gave him the ability to see at night. Glancing over the bed, he saw the bell necklace Caesar was wearing around his neck.

Holding his breath, Hank quietly approached the bed, but as soon as he took a step forward, a woman's unique humming sound sounded from the bed.

Women? Why is there a woman in this room?

Hank was a little confused, and then he saw a smooth arm stretching out from under the quilt on Caesar's bed, then a head of slightly curly **** blond hair, and finally an extremely beautiful and familiar face. Between Caesar's arms.

"Mora...agent?"

Hank's head went blank for a while, and he came back to his senses after a while. He secretly cursed Sean for being unreliable and didn't even notice that there were two people in the room.

As for why Agent Mora appeared on Caesar's bed, Hank didn't find it strange. After all, Mora has long been interested in Caesar, and everyone in the base can see this. And Mr. Caesar, in Charles's words, is the real little prince of the nightclub, the little roguish man on the white horse. It is not his style not to take a bite of the delicious food delivered to his door.

The adult world is so simple.

"By the way, now is not the time to think about this."

Hank threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart and continued to move forward, reaching out to take the bell hanging around Caesar's neck in his hand.

"Huh." Caesar suddenly turned over ~IndoMTL.com~ and slapped him casually. Hank's pupils shrank violently, and he was suddenly slapped away without reacting.

The beast-like strong body hit the window, immediately smashing the window frame and falling to the lawn of the yard without slowing down. The soil splashed and plowed a ten-meter-long ditch.

Sean, who had completely witnessed the whole process, was still observing Caesar. When he saw Caesar turning over and continuing to sleep soundly while holding Maura in his arms, his lips twitched involuntarily, "Is the target awake? No, it was the other party's body that made an emergency response automatically. reaction."

"Hey, he is the beast, right?" Hank smiled bitterly and said to the microphone: "Don't wait, everyone starts taking action!"

In a room with a broken window.

After being awakened, Maura rubbed her eyes in confusion and said in surprise: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"It's okay, just keep sleeping."

Caesar stood up suddenly. The moment Hank flew out, he was fully awake, yawned and said, "I'm going to teach a bunch of little rats who don't sleep."