I Am In Marvel

On the streets of New York, inside a bar with a 'closed' sign on the door.

The bar owner was still in a state of shock. He was cleaning the glass shards on the floor a little, and looked up secretly at the table in the center of the hall.

On the wooden square table full of drinks, five people in different costumes sat in a group, and the atmosphere was quiet and strange.

Caesar sat in the center of the main seat, with Charles and Eric on the left, and Azazzo and Logan on the right.

"So, it was just a misunderstanding?" Logan smoked a cigar, breathing clouds and mist, seemingly absent-minded, but his eyes never left Charles and Eric.

Years of fighting the wandering beast intuition, and the brief contact just now told him that the two in front of him are not simple, at least the mutant abilities are very difficult and first-class.

"He almost killed me." Staring at Eric, Asazo gritted his teeth and touched his neck with his left hand. There were obvious steel pipe marks on his neck.

"If you still want to do it, I will accompany you to the end." Eric said coldly with his arms crossed.

No matter what, the other party was someone who used to work under Shang, and he even felt a little regretful that he didn't kill him decisively just now.

"You!" Azazuo's eyes flashed cold light. If it wasn't for Caesar's presence, he could not help fighting back, how could he obediently sit in a chair and negotiate.

The bar is filled with the smell of gunpowder, and just igniting the fuse is enough to detonate the area.

"Just calm down first."

Charles helplessly clapped his palms, used his mind power to fill the wine glasses on the table with water, and moved the wine glasses to the crowd.

It's just that Asazzo, Eric, and Logan are all a little grumpy. They don't obey anyone, and they don't give Charles much face. They still go their own way and remain vigilant and hostile.

With the situation out of control, Caesar finally said, "Okay, be quiet."

A very bland sentence, without superpowers, and without coercion, but it made the three of Azazuo quiet together.

Seeing this, Charles breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at Caesar gratefully, and then asked in a language: "Why are you three together?"

After all, no matter how you look at it. Caesar, Asazo, Logan, the three are all very weird combinations.

Azazuo turned his face away and took the lead: "It's very simple, I have left the Hellfire Club and chose to follow Young Master Caesar."

"what?"

Charles and Eric looked at each other, and the enemy camp was split, which was the best news for them.

"It's true, he haunts people like a dog."

Caesar shrugged, pointed his finger at Logan, and introduced, "This is the drinking friend I just met these days, Logan."

Logan was smoking a suffocating cigarette alone, he would not make friends easily, and Caesar was naturally an exception.

For some reason, there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity on the other side, perhaps both ronin, and there is an unspeakable tacit understanding between each other.

"Since everyone is Caesar's friend, it was a misunderstanding just now, but..." Charles turned the conversation, and his eyes fell on Asazzo, "But he used to work on Shang's side. Caesar, we hope he can provide, Information about Shang and Hellfire Club."

Asazzo looked at Caesar, and after Caesar nodded in approval, he said solemnly: "Shang, how do you say... He did everything without leaking, and he didn't reveal everything to me. During World War II, he was in the Nazi concentration camp. Officers dedicated to training mutants for war machines."

Azazzo looked at the numbers on Eric's left arm. "The numbers on your hand...you were part of a concentration camp, right?"

Eric's face was sullen, his mother was shot, his companion was buried alive, and unbearable childhood memories came to mind.

Logan raised his neck and exhaled a sigh of smoke, not to mention World War II, even in World War I, he used to be a war machine and threw himself into the battle and slaughter between great powers. Now I am also tired physically and mentally, and I hate war, so I will travel like a walking corpse.

Asazzo continued: "After the end of World War II, Germany was defeated and surrendered, and the concentration camps were naturally disbanded. Shang then formed the Hellfire Club to secretly cultivate mutant forces, and wanted to start the third world war again."

Charles nodded thoughtfully: "So you intervened in the high-level decision-making of the U.S. military, and wanted the United States to provoke the Soviet Union and advance the originally deadlocked Cold War. But why did he do this? World war, what good is it for him?"

Azazuo spread his hands and explained: "Shang. He believes that mutants are superior to others, which is the trend of natural evolution, so he wants big countries to kill each other, and he takes advantage of the situation to lead mutants to rule the world."

Caesar, who was on the sidelines, was speechless. Sure enough, no matter what time and space there are, there are one or two villains who want to rule the world.

It's just that the Hydra organization Red Skull is over there, and the Hellfire Club is still here.

"Enough, none of this matters!"

Eric patted the table and said coldly: "Tell me, Shang and the others escaped in a submarine, where will they be hiding now?"

"submarine……"

Asazuo pondered for a while, and pondered: "I remember it seemed to have said... By the way, the North Pole. If it was a submarine, they would go directly to the North Pole."

Charles' eyes lit up and said, "The North Pole? Very likely! There is no one there, and it has not been penetrated by military forces."

Eric swiped, stood up from his chair, and walked towards the door.

"Eric! What are you going to do?" Charles asked aloud.

Eric said as a matter of course: "Of course, go to the North Pole and kill him."

"Come on."

This time, before Charles spoke, Asazo shook his head and said: "Shang he is more powerful than you think. Among the mutants, he is definitely one of the best. Not to mention the White Queen and Torrent, they are both Good at fighting. Don't say you alone, even adding a dozen mutants won't necessarily win."

Mutants who have not been trained in combat are not much better than ordinary people. Once they encounter mutants who have developed abilities for combat, ten may not necessarily be able to defeat one.

"unless……"

Azazzo glanced at Caesar covertly and didn't say any more. If the young master makes a move, it is estimated that all problems will not be problems.

"Eric, I understand your mood, but it's not the way to be anxious."

Charles stepped forward, patted Eric on the shoulder, and persuaded: "Accurately lock the opponent's position first, train the mutants who join our camp, and I believe we will win!"

Eric was silent.

"By the way, I forgot to mention it." Asazo added: "Shanghe will never sit still, waiting for you to cultivate mutant forces. If he knows that you are recruiting mutants, he will definitely take the initiative to attack."

"Don't worry. That's why I went out with Eric..."

Charles stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech, his face quickly turned pale, then looked at Eric, and said in a daze: "No way. Could it be that the base..."

"Your home seems to be gone." Caesar said calmly.