Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path: 17. The real [97/100]

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"I saw him!"

"He is ugly like two rotten avocados who gave birth to a bad boy after they **** each other! Very disgusting!"

"I think of his face and I just want to vomit, what a terrible encounter!"

"What? Hope? Damn it, ma'am, you can never feel any hope from that **** place! Yes, I have at least seen more than 14 guys lying on the surrounding beds, I heard their Moan! "

The puppet was sitting on the ashtray. He held the cigarettes thrown by Cyber in his hands. It was like playing a big toy. The smoke came out of his ears. This **** guy would still smoke!

In this chatter, opposite the puppets mixed with various unpleasant words, sitting Cyber and Ororo, they are listening to the "first-hand" news brought back by the puppets.

"What does that kind of groan represent, ma'am, you will never know, and you will never expect yourself to know ... but I know, I can hear them, they want to die, but they ca n’t. Go, yes, there is hell, no doubt! "

Ferdie exaggeratedly lengthened the voice, Cyber was indifferent, and stayed in the Stryker's laboratory for 3 years. Cyber was a person who crawled out of hell, but Ororo was different. In the laboratory destroyed by Cyber, she has never really experienced despair.

In other words, Professor Charles protected her so well.

After Ferdie added his own words, Ororo remained silent on the chair. After a while, her eyes became firm,

"I am going!"

Cyber was indifferent. He flicked the soot from his fingers. "It seems like you could not go ..."

A white knife jumped back and forth between his fingers, like a butterfly wearing a flower. Cyber's's eyes fell on Ferdie's body. His nose twitched and his eyes became dangerous,

"How many did you kill?"

"What?"

The puppet fell his cigarette **** into the ashtray with both hands. He patted the ashes on his body and asked with a confused face,

"What are you talking about, boss?"

"I said, how many people did you kill on your way back?"

Cyber asked again, the puppet was still ignorant, he was going to lie, but the next moment, the sharp knife pierced the table at the foot of Ferdie and scared it jump on the spot , Screamed,

"3! I swear, only 3! Three addicts, trying to rob a poor child, I killed them! Boss, I am doing good! I swear!"

"Good deeds?"

Cyber Cold eyes Ferdie Looking back and forth, he knew this puppet representative Shauna The dark side of the soul is a murderous maniac with no moral level, to be honest, Cyber Don't think Ferdie There is something wrong with his behavior, but he must warn this lawless little thing, because it will wantonly one day will cause trouble for it ... even with Shauna Get involved in trouble together.

Cyber hates those troubles that were not caused by his own hands, not to mention, Shauna is already a member of Devil Gang, she is herself.

"You must converge at least, puppets ... do n’t tell me you need soul and blood to drive ... you and I know who you are inside, if you are really willing to think about the poor girl, When it's unnecessary, just give me your unbridled means. "

Cyber wiped the cigarette butts in the ashtray behind the puppet. The latter bowed his head somewhat unwillingly and struggled, but in the end it was honestly said,

"Okay, boss ... I won't mess up again."

"Of course, occasionally making a mistake can be forgiven ... I'm not the kind of unreasonable person, well, let's not talk about these, go wake up the little girl, we have to go."

Cyber shook his hand, and the puppet ’s face suddenly showed a joy of desperation. He quickly jumped off the coffee table and ran into the bedroom. Cyber lifted the alloy knife from the leg and put the silver mask in his arms. On the table, he glanced at Ororo, then said to the silent woman with her legs up,

"Look, you and I actually know why the professor had to cram you into this temporary team. Frankly speaking, I was n’t willing to bring a towing oil bottle, but your performance on the boat was okay, so I want to remind you ... "

Ororo raised his head and saw the strange eyes of Cyber, then she heard the guy whisper,

"Throw your damn, damn, meaningless mercy aside, I ’m not forcing you to do evil, I hope you understand this, when you really leave the professor ’s Protection, when I see the cruel side of this world, I hope you can be stronger, I also hope that you can really understand what the master Creations gives you this terrifying power ... "

Cyber looked at the blank expression on Ororo ’s face. He felt that he should make the matter clearer, so he pondered for a moment and said in a magnetic voice,

"The sword was born to kill people. The killing itself does not make any sense. I am not a madman who will go crazy to kill every ordinary person. This is just a means to achieve his goal. In my opinion, Including the professor himself, you all have lofty goals, but you do n’t know how to use them reasonably ... oh, my God, why am I telling you this, **** ... sort it out. "

Cyber rubbed his forehead and stood up, watching Ororo mechanically put two guns into the holster fixed on the belt, he smiled with a smile,

"Do n’t be so serious ... Come on, smile, we are going to do" good things. "

After more than ten minutes, Cyber, Ororo and Shauna wearing a Rogue windbreaker hood walked out of the hotel. Cyber packed two large boxes into the trunk of the car, and then drove the rented car towards the suburbs. The abandoned industrial zone went all the way. In a coffee shop not far behind them, a young black man reading a magazine picked up his phone and whispered,

"Seeing them ... three people, yes, they are, I can confirm! Flounder and the angel should be with them! Do you want to act?"

The voice across the phone was silent for a moment, and then said,

"No, keep an eye on them and wait for support ... That's a ruthless character, you can't deal with it."

After the cars that drove all the way into the abandoned industrial area, it was like turning from a modern society into a truly disordered hell. The Ororo sitting in the vice seat looked at all this in front of me. The withered order was once bright. The glass on the bright wall was shattered, the walls were full of meaningless graffiti, the streets were full of disgusting garbage, and those hiding in the garbage dump.

I do n’t know their life and death, and no one has ever cared about this. Some guys on the street who drove five or six in a broken car drove back and forth, and they could hear the sound of gunshots in the farther blocks. Everyone surprised Ororo. In her past twenty years of life, she has never seen such a scene.

Until I saw a few children attacking a drug addict from behind, snatching his things away, Ororo closed her eyes, she leaned on the seat and asked a little,

"Why? Why does this look like this ..."

"No why."

Cyber threw cigarette butts out of the car and gestured towards the guys on the side of the road with their middle fingers, "This is the human society you want to integrate into, I guess, in the whole college, except for professors and those miserable children Besides, no one has seriously studied what human society looks like? "

"Do you know what you look like to me?"

Cyber buckled the silver veil from his arms to his face and said in a voice of urgency, "It's like a group of believers looking forward to the coming of heaven, but they don't even know that the place you want to go to is not heaven at all .. From this point, Magneto is obviously more wise than you. He is eager to smash everything and re-establish a new order. He is a "revolutionary." If it is not because the contradiction is deep, I really want to sit with him. Have a chat. "

Cyber gave a low laugh,

"We must have many common languages."

"Do you think that the Mutant(s) and the society where the professors advocate harmonious coexistence will not come?"

Ororo stared closely at Cyber, but unfortunately, after putting on the mask, she could not see any expression on Cyber's face.

"Zi"

Cyber stepped on the brakes and stopped outside the garbage dump. He untied his seat belt and looked at Ororo, under the silver twisted ghost face, with a pair of mocking eyes,

"This Jingwei war, and you think there will be peace by putting down the knife?"

"Really, silly and cute ..."

On the other side, at a distance of 150 meters below the dump, in this bad environment of the test site, Ajax wearing a doctor ’s white coat is carrying out daily inspections of his patients.

Of course, Ajax is not a real name. The wisest way to protect yourself in this line is to be a non-existent person. Everything is fake, so that no one but you knows who you are.

A woman wearing military trousers, a black sports vest, a belt, and fingerless gloves is behind him. Unlike the gentle Ajax, Angela is a very rugged woman with a typical Russian face. It's not ugly. If you look closely, there is a special smell, but her body is not so delicate, especially the muscles in her arms, which look like a bodybuilding lady.

She has a match in the corner of her mouth. This is her habit, as can be seen from her eyes. This is a person who is used to talking with fists.

Ajax put down the small flashlight in his hand. He looked at the comatose patient in front of him and shook his hand. "He is useless. After 3 months, he has not been able to excite the mutation of the serum. Throw him out."

Soon, three heavily armed men stepped forward and pushed out the patient in front of Ajax. Although they were not wearing military uniforms, the military breath of these few people could not be concealed.

"How long will it take for this batch of goods to be ready?"

Ajax washed his **** hands on the water pipe next to him, Angela behind him said in a hoarse voice,

"Three days, but there is not enough serum."

The skinny doctor picked up his razor and started taking care of his messy face. His eyes showed a fierce expression. He took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions. ,

"That ’s also something that ca n’t be done. Stryker has killed himself ... but his damn" Weapon X "is still here, and promised that my Adamantium will not be sent, **** ... our There was a problem with the material channel, Angela, you said, do I want to accept the invitation the other day? "

Angela did n’t answer. In fact, she did n’t need to answer. Ajax thought with closed eyes for a few minutes, he was relieved,

"Since they can get enough serum with great power ... then help me to contact them, after this batch of goods is sold, we will leave Detroit, I am fed up with this **** place, see This **** laboratory is like a dump! "

He vomited a few words, and then seemed to remember something interesting, he turned his head to look at Angela, the latter was silent like a robot,

"How about our little Wade? Is he still" stubborn "as before and does he like to talk?"

When referring to this name, Angela's face showed a hint of disdain,

"He is dying, he is in pain, but unfortunately, your means are useless to him ... he has not yielded, and I think he will never yield, in this respect, I still admire His. "

"No, no, no"

Ajax ’s beard was shaved clean, he stroked his smooth chin, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"I never believe that a person can be indifferent to meaningless pain. When he is the most determined, when he is about to collapse, we only need to gently push and he will ..."

"Boom"

With a loud noise, Ajax and Angela turned their eyes to the door at the same time, and the steel door was smashed into an obvious depression. The distorted corpse flew out of the door and hit the ground not far from Ajax and Angela.

A figure carrying a knife came out of the dust, looking at a flying black clothes corner and the silver twisted ghost face,

"Yo ... Look, the little mice are having a party. I ’m sorry to have broken your door. By the way, for the first time, you can call me ..." Creditor. "