Marvel’s Death Merchant

"You are also like them." Subconsciously took a few steps back, Colonel Hendry knew that he would die, but he did not expect that the biggest hole card could be easily cracked.

"Very smart, Colonel Hendry." Seeing Hendry's unbelievable expression, the Black Emperor's face stretched. Because his ability could not absorb that special bullet, it left a deep shadow in his heart.

The Black Emperor continued to approach Hendry, pretending to be 13 and taunting; "You want to guess what I do? I can absorb any energy, which makes me forever young, but that's not interesting. What's interesting is that I have Energy can do that."

After the Heihuang finished speaking, he stretched out his fingers, which didn't seem to have any strength. Point to Colonel Hendry, who is still standing there in a daze, obviously digesting this information. However, he has no chance. Seeing only a slight touch of the Black Emperor, Colonel Hendry was blown away by the shock wave of the explosion, and that energy was the energy of the grenade that the Black Emperor had just absorbed.

At the same time, in a bar in England, a group of Oxford University students were agitating Charles and making friends loudly. Agent Mora has just arrived here, and is preparing to pass by at the right time among the crowd.

And Charles held a goblet with both hands, and poured the chicken ≥∮ and tail wine into his mouth. After Charles finished drinking as expected, he aroused applause from the people around him.

"I'm so proud of you." Walking from the side, a blond girl gave Charles a big hug and said. A woman who can be as close as Charles. There is only one in front of me and that is Mystique, Raven.

"Thank you." Charles said gratefully.

"I want another drink, and you want a Coke." Charles said to Raven with a smile.

"Congratulations. Professor." Seeing that Charles was walking in the direction of the bar counter, Mora took the opportunity to step forward.

"Thank you very much. In fact, this is more difficult than it looks." Charles was taken aback when he saw Maura, because she came here after watching his performance, and then said politely.

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"No, my speech." Mora corrected with a smile.

"You went to listen to my speech? That's great, thank you very much." Charles' eyes lit up with a hint of joy. Said to Mora.

"Charles Xavier."

"Molla MacTaggart," the two introduced each other.

"Are you free?" Maura looked at Charles and asked expectantly in her eyes.

"Of course, time for a beautiful mutant gene. I have five minutes." Charles said with a smile, touching Mora's hair with his hand.

Then, as in the original plot, Charles was invited by Mora to the CIA.

CIA Headquarters, Langley, Virginia, USA.

"The advent of the nuclear age is possible. It has accelerated the process of mutation. Individuals with extraordinary abilities may already be among us, thank you very much." After Charles finished the demonstration on the screen, he sat back and watched the performance of other people on the table.

"Miketa Gott, do you really think, some mad scientist, would have me believe that women will be shiny and men will be invisible? You're not far from being demoted like that. Meeting over," McConney said. Pointing to Charles, he said that he was about to pack up the documents and leave.

Hearing McConney's words. Mora just stood up to say something, but was ordered to sit down by McConney.

"I don't expect you to believe me, because all you can think of while I'm speaking is. What kind of pie is there at the commissary. Apple-pecan pie. I'm not completely honest with you, sorry." Charles said to To make his own words convincing, he used telepathy to know what McConney was thinking, and apologized to Mora at the same time.

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"My mutation, one of the many amazing things that allows me to do, allows me to understand your mind." Charles said to McConney step by step. McConney still didn't believe it when he heard this, because he thought it was something he was investigating.

"I've seen it before in a magic show. Now you want us to think of a number from 1 to 10?" Stryker looked at McConney next to him, as if he understood what he meant.

"No, Agent Stryker, though. I can ask about your son, William. You're thinking about him, fine. But I thought I'd ask you about the missiles the United States is deploying in Turkey." For To convince these two that Charles had to use telepathy to understand their thoughts, that's why he said such a thing. When McConney heard what Charles said, his expression changed instantly. There was only one possibility for him to understand so many things, and that was that he was a spy, at least he thought so.

"He's a spy, you brought a spy in the door!!!!" McConney looked around the table and said angrily to the people around him. Then the crowd quarreled and the scene was extremely chaotic. When they were at a stalemate, Mystique stood up and turned into McConney at the signal of Charles, and was going to prove what Charles said with facts. In fact, the real spy was Mystique. A spy trained by the Umbrella Corporation since childhood.

"How about this magic trick?" Charles, who saw the goal achieved and knew the fact that everyone present believed it, leaned on the table and looked at everyone and said.

"It's the best I've ever seen." The deputy director of the CIA said in a cold humor. Most of the people present did not look good. Those who use the ability of mutants are very repulsive to them. After all, the Americans are famous I like superheroes and hate freaks, and Alice in the movie Resident Evil is such a typical example.

"Let them go out and lock them up until we figure out a way." McConney ordered. Obviously, he hated the appearance of mutants very much, so he never did this.

"No, our research institute is not here, I will take them away." The deputy director of the CIA said with a smile looking at these mutants, and was very interested in them in his heart.

"I really can't believe it. I thought the director of the CIA would have a bit of guts. At first he didn't. We should have gone to capture Shaw now, but he is here without needing to worry about mutants. What should we do?" Mora left Come out and say to your partner Levin.

"Levin, what's the matter with you?" Mo La asked when she saw that her partner was not in the right state.

"Nothing, I just stopped him because I want to talk to you. Very good, right? I am as interested in Sebastian Shaw as you are. If you still want my help, just See you at the parking garage on the third floor." Mo La looked at the people around her as if they had been immobilized, and didn't do anything against them. With such a powerful ability, only Charles' telepathy can do it right.

"I have always known that there are people with special abilities like you." The deputy director of the CIA came together with Charles and other mutants with a simple and honest smile, and continued; "Do you know? For many years, I have been the whole The laughing stock of the CIA, but I already knew you existed."

"I think you'll like my lab. But wait," the deputy director of the CIA continued.

"Why?" Charles asked puzzled. Then after the original plot was the same, they got into the car and prepared to go to the CIA headquarters. After getting into the car, the deputy director of the CIA saw that they were not paying attention, so he secretly sent an encrypted message to Tang Tian with a small communicator.

"It seems that his mission has been completed well, so that when those mutants appear, they can win them over or get their genes." Tang Tian looked at the information on the wrist computer and thought thoughtfully. The director was also replaced by his clone, and so were all the CIA personnel, who were replaced by their genetic clones, needless to say the ontology. Tang Tianben sent them to the laboratory of biological and chemical weapons without wasting them. (To be continued..)

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