Chapter 100

McCoy pushed his wheelchair into a reception room in the White Palace. The secretary delivered two cups of coffee and said softly: “Please wait a moment, Mr. President will be there soon.”

Watching the secretary push the door to leave, McCoy squeezed in the sofa vaguely felt something wrong, the wall of the room suddenly opened many small holes, a large amount of ether gas sprayed in, turned into a faint mist, and quickly dispersed!

The professor’s eyes flickered, and the spiritual Ability spread out like water waves, not yet completely radiating outward, the harsh sound waves penetrate the barriers of the room, stirring the brain like a sharp knife!

The bald old man instantly covered his head and dissipated the mental power that manipulated the spirit. McCoy reacted and picked up the sofa and slammed it against the wall with a muffled sound. The wall was intact.

McCoy jumped to the door like a Beast and pulled open the door panel like a piece of paper. He saw a group of heavily armed soldiers squeezing outside the door. Several sharp needles pierced into the skin and cold liquid poured in.

McCoy’s voice suddenly weakened, and even the blue hair on his body gradually faded and disappeared. Before he had time to be surprised, he fell into a coma and fell down!

The professor’s consciousness was dizzy for a while, he tried his best to open his eyelids and saw an officer strode in and put some kind of metal instrument on him.

The mind and will that could extend indefinitely suddenly seemed to be isolated and blocked, as if a tall adult was locked in a small cage, and an unprecedented feeling of uncomfortable feeling swept through the whole body.

“William…”

Before the consciousness entered the darkness, the professor saw a cold face, and he knew the man, William Stryker.

The ticking sound of water drops awakened the sleeping professor. He opened his eyes, his blurred vision gradually became clear, and a figure walked out of the darkness.

“William…” He called out the other person’s name.

The professor felt the weird instrument on his head, reflecting that humans had found a way to restrain their strength.

“This thing is called a neurosuppressor, and it’s enough to prevent you from being able to perform Ability.” Stryker pointed to the brain and smiled triumphantly: “Charles, isn’t this weak feeling good?”

“What do you think of Hank?” The professor asked anxiously, thinking of his partner who came to the White Palace with him.

“He should thank me.” Stryker sneered. “I let him no longer have to wear that Beast fur. He is now a normal person.”

“William, why do you want to do this?” The professor knew the root cause of the opponent’s hatred of Mutant. “You want me to heal your son, but Mutant does not have a disease. It is derived from genetic changes and is also human. Evolution.”

“Shut up, Charles!” Stryker, who remained calm, suddenly yelled at Rage. His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the old man in the wheelchair with extremely hateful eyes.

“Put away your set! Charles, you turned my son into a devil. After he came back from your school, he took pleasure in torturing my wife and my thoughts. He felt that we were responsible for all this… Our minds are full of illusions every day, and those screams of fear reverberate in my ears day and night. Finally, in order to get rid of the horrible illusions in my mind, my wife…takes an electric drill into her temples!”

Colonel Stryker, who has always faced the world with a cold image, has a trembling voice with strong sorrow and hatred. He blames the professor and Mutant for the tragic end of the family’s disintegration.

“Although I hate you guys, I still have to admit that Mutant is really useful sometimes.” He looked at the secretary beside him with the appearance of Asian women.

This bodyguard and secretary named Yuriko is also a Mutant. Like Wolverine, she was also injected with Adamantium alloy, code-named Death Girl, and was also one of the experimental results of the “X weapon” project.

“The Mutant distress signal in Los Angeles, did you deliberately release it?” The clear-thinking professor suddenly woke up.

“Definitely.” Stryker admitted frankly, “…Well, you see, as the younger generation of Mutant leaves, it will be easier for you to solve it.”

Stryker condescendingly looked down at the old man who did not resist Ability, the famous Charles, the omnipotent soul master, now became his own prisoner.

“Definitely, my ultimate goal is not you, nor will it be Eric Lansel, what I have to do is to kill Mutant!”

“The time I deal with Mutant is not shorter than you, but the most worrying thing is that you never know how many Mutants are in the world and how to find them—” A cold look is reflected behind the glasses,” Except you, Charles!”

If you really want to find out the Mutant one by one, and then kill them all, even Stryker, who is strongly supported by the White Palace and the military, will be difficult to do…

However, there is one exception. Charles, who wears a brainwave strengthening machine, is enough to connect with everyone in the world. If he forces his consciousness to focus on a certain group of people, except for the same spiritual ability, other people will be affected. He kills!

This is also the reason why Stryker regards the professor as a major threat. Even if Magneto can destroy a city easily, his ranking in his mind has to be lower.

“Unfortunately, this psychedelic potion is too little for you. Your power is much stronger, so I had to find another way.”

Stryker beckoned, and the soldier outside the door pushed in a man with a numb expression and a gloomy look. The other man was wearing a wide linen shirt with sutures left over after the operation on his head. Metal instruments like octopus tentacles, from the back of his head The neck is inserted in, which is shocking!

“Allow me to introduce to you, Mutant, the fluid secreted from the brain can control other people’s thoughts, but it is still in the experimental stage before 1.6.”

“Jensen?” The professor surprised Roar, he looked at Stryker incredulously, “My God! William, this is your son! What did you do to him!”

Stryker was expressionless, “No, Charles! My son is dead, he is a Mutant freak just like you!”

He glanced at the bald professor coldly and strode out of the room. He had to deal with the Mutant kids in the school. After all these people were wiped out, he could free up his hands to concentrate on Magneto.

As for Charles, his brain at that time will become the most powerful weapon in his hand.



Colonel Stryker, who walked out of the detention room, strode forward, and a strange face passed by him, but as if he hadn’t seen it, he gradually walked away without squinting his eyes. .

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