Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"I saw him!"

"He's as ugly as the bad baby of two rotten avocados fucking each other! Disgusting!"

"When I think of his face I want to throw up, what a terrible experience!"

"What? Hope? Damn, ma'am, there's no way you're going to feel hope from that damn place! Yes, I at least saw over 14 guys laying around in the hospital beds, and I heard them moaning!"

The puppet was sitting on the ashtray, holding the cigarette that Seb threw to it with both hands, as if playing with a big toy, the smoke was blowing out of its ears, this damn guy still smokes!

Opposite the puppet who chattered endlessly and mixed all kinds of ugly words, Sibo and Ororo sat, and they were listening to the "first-hand" news brought back by the puppet.

"What that groan means, ma'am, you'll never know, and you'll never expect to know...but I know, I can hear it, they want to die and can't, yes Yes, it's hell out there, no doubt about it!"

Ferdy elongated his voice exaggeratedly, but Sable looked indifferent. After staying in Stryker's laboratory for 3 years, Sable was considered a person who crawled out of hell, but Ororo was different. This woman Even just seeing the lab destroyed by Cyber, she didn't really experience despair at all.

In other words, Professor Charles protected her too well.

After Feidi finished talking about what she had seen and heard, Ororo remained silent on the chair. After a while, her gaze became firm.

"I'm going!"

Saibo was indifferent, he flicked the cigarette ash on his finger, "Say it as if you could not have gone..."

A small white knife danced back and forth between his fingers, like a butterfly piercing a flower. Seb's eyes fell on Ferdy, his nose twitched, his eyes became dangerous,

"How many did you kill?"

"What?"

The puppet threw the finished cigarette into the ashtray with both hands, he patted the ash on his body, and asked with a confused face,

"What did you say, boss?"

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

Saibo asked again, the puppet still looked confused, he was about to tell a lie, but the next moment, the sharp knife pierced the table under Ferdy's feet, making it jump up on the spot, screamed,

"3! I swear, only 3! Three crackheads, trying to rob a poor kid, I killed 'em! Boss, I'm doing good! I swear!"

"Do good things?"

Sable looked back and forth at Ferdy with his cold eyes. He knew that this puppet represented the dark side of Shauna's soul. , but he had to warn this lawless little thing, because its reckless behavior would bring it trouble one day sooner or later... and Shauna was involved in trouble too.

Saibo hated those troubles that were not caused by him, not to mention, Xiao Na was already a member of the Devil Gang, and she was one of her own.

"You at least hold back, puppet...don't tell me you need soul and blood to drive...you and I both know who you are inside, if you really want to think about that poor girl, you don't have to When the time comes, restrain your unscrupulous methods for me."

Saibo extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray behind the puppet. The latter lowered his head unwillingly and struggled, but finally said honestly,

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

"Of course, you can forgive me for making mistakes now and then... I'm not the kind of person who is unreasonable. Well, let's not talk about this, go wake up the little girl, we are going to set off."

Saibo shook his hand, and the puppet's face immediately showed the joy of being saved from a desperate situation. It quickly jumped off the coffee table and ran into the bedroom. Saibo lifted the alloy knife from his legs, and put the silver mask in his arms on On the table, he glanced at Ororo, then crossed his legs and said to the silent woman,

"Look, you and I actually know why the professor insisted on stuffing you into this temporary team. Frankly speaking, I'm not willing to bring a bottle of oil, but since your performance on the boat is not bad, so I want to remind you Let me give you a..."

Ororo looked up and saw Saber's strange eyes, and then she heard the guy whisper,

"Throw away all your damn, damn, pointless pity, I'm not forcing you to do evil, I hope you understand this, when you are really out of the professor's protection, see When it comes to the cruel side of this world, I hope you can be stronger, and I also hope that you can truly understand why the Creator gave you this shocking power..."

Seeing the blank expression on Ororo's face, Saibo felt that he should explain this matter more clearly, so he pondered for a moment and said in a magnetic voice,

"Swords are born to kill. Killing itself has no meaning. I am not a madman who will go crazy enough to kill every ordinary person. It is just a means to an end. In my opinion, including the professor himself Inside, you all have lofty goals and no idea how to use the means wisely... oh my god, why am I telling you this, damn it... clean up."

Saibo rubbed his forehead and stood up, watching Ororo mechanically put the two guns into the holster fixed on his belt, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"Don't be so serious... Come on, just smile, we're going to do something 'good'."

Ten minutes later, Saibo, Ororo, and Shawna, who was wearing a naughty windbreaker hood, walked out of the hotel together. Saibo put two large boxes into the trunk of the car, and then drove the rented car towards Walking along the abandoned industrial area on the outskirts of the city, in a coffee shop not far behind them, a young black man who was reading a magazine picked up his mobile phone and whispered,

"Saw them...Three people, yes, that's them, I can confirm! Plaice and Angel should be with them! Do you want to act?"

The voice on the other end of the phone fell silent for a moment, then said,

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

After the speeding car entered the abandoned industrial area, it was like turning from modern society into a real disorderly hell. Ororo, who was sitting on the side seat, looked at all this in front of him. The withered order was once bright and bright. The glass on the walls is smashed, the walls are full of meaningless graffiti, the streets are full of disgusting garbage, and people who hide in the garbage.

I don't know if they are dead or alive, and no one has ever cared about it. Some yelling guys are driving back and forth in broken cars on the street, and the sound of gunshots can be heard in the further blocks. Everyone living here It surprised Ororo, she had never seen such a scene in her life of more than 20 years.

After seeing a few children sneaking up on a drug addict from behind and snatching all his belongings, Ororo closed her eyes, leaned back on the seat, and asked in a daze,

"Why? Why is it like this here..."

"No reason."

Saibo threw the cigarette butt out of the car, and gestured his middle finger towards those guys on the side of the road, "This is the human society you want to integrate into. I guess, in the whole academy, except for the professors and those miserable children, Has no one seriously studied what human society looks like?"

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

Saibo put the silver mask in his arms on his face, and said in a muffled voice, "It's like a group of believers who are expecting heaven to come, but they don't know that the place you want to go is not heaven at all... In this regard, Magneto is obviously much wiser than you guys. He is eager to smash everything and rebuild a new order. He is a "revolutionary". If it is not because of the deep contradictions, I really want to sit with him Let's talk."

Saber let out a low laugh,

"We definitely have a lot of common language."

"Do you think the society where mutants and humans coexist harmoniously that the professor advocates won't come?"

Ororo stared at Saibo, but unfortunately, after putting on the mask, she couldn't see any expression on Saibo's face.

"Zi"

Saibo stepped on the brakes and stopped outside the garbage dump full of garbage. He unbuckled his seat belt and looked at Ororo. Under the silver twisted ghost face, there were a pair of mocking eyes.

"This is a clear-cut war, but you think there will be peace if you put down the knife?"

"Really, silly and cute..."

On the other side, 150 meters below the rubbish dump, Ajax, wearing a doctor's white coat, is conducting daily checks on his patients in this poor testing ground.

Of course Ajax is not your real name. In this business, the wisest way to protect yourself is to be a non-existent person, everything is fake, so that no one knows who you are except yourself.

A woman in military trousers, a black sports vest, a belt, and fingerless gloves followed behind him. Unlike the polite Ajax, Angela was a rough woman with typical Russian features. Her face wasn't ugly, and if you looked closely, there was a special smell, but her body was far from delicate, especially the muscles on her arms, she looked like a bodybuilder.

There is a match in the corner of her mouth, which is her habit, and it can be seen from her eyes that 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's useless. He hasn't been able to stimulate the mutation of the serum for three months. Throw him out."

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

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

Ajax washed his blood-stained hands on the water pipe next to him, and Angela behind him said in a hoarse voice,

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

The thin-looking doctor picked up his razor and began to clean his messy face. There was a stern expression in his eyes. He took a deep breath to suppress his emotional fluctuations.

"That's something that can't be helped, Stryker played himself to death... but his damn "Weapon X" is still here, and the Adamantium alloy that I promised me has not been delivered, so damn it... .There is a problem with our material channels, Angela, tell me, should I accept the invitation a few days ago."

Angela didn't answer, in fact, she didn't need to answer, Ajax closed his eyes and thought for a few minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief,

"Since they can magically get enough serum... then contact them for me, we'll leave Detroit after this shipment is out, I'm done with the damn place, look at the hell The laboratory is just like a dump!"

He complained a few words, and then seemed to remember something funny, he turned his head to look at Angela, who was silent like a robot,

"How is our little Wade? Is he still as "stubborn" as before, and likes to talk again?"

At the mention of this name, Angela showed a trace of disdain,

"He's dying, he's in pain, but unfortunately, your methods didn't work for him... He didn't give in, and I don't think he'll ever give in, and I admire him for that. "

"no no no"

Ajax's beard was clean-shaven, 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, it is when he is about to collapse. We only need to push it gently, and he will..."

"boom"

There was a loud noise, and Ajax and Angela turned their gazes to the door at the same time. The steel door was smashed with an obvious dent, and the next moment, the door was smashed open in a burst of dust, and the two bodies The disfigured corpse with its neck twisted flew out from the door and hit the ground not far from Ajax and Angela.

A figure carrying a knife walked out of the dust, all he could see was the flying black skirt and the silver twisted ghost face,

"Yo... look, the little mice are having a party, sorry for breaking your gate, by the way, it's the first time we meet, you can call me... "creditor"."