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Chapter 910: The Grief-Stricken Magneto
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Kent kicked the car next to him hard. The intense pain came from his toes. Coupled with the anxiety in his heart, he, who was always humble and polite, couldn't help but swear.

At this time, Amber had already got into the police car.

In order to prevent being attacked while driving, two layers of barbed wire were added between the front and rear seats, and there were steel bars as thick as a thumb inside.

“This is not the way to the police station.”

Looking at the scenery around her that was constantly receding, Amber suddenly spoke.

"Boy, you should know what we want."

The fat policeman sitting in the passenger seat turned his head with a ferocious smile on his face: "Ten thousand is too little. You must pay another thirty thousand to live here. I can guarantee that no one will bother you again in the future."

"To whom? To you?"

Amber did not yell as he expected, but asked calmly.

This made the policeman who was driving couldn't help but look over.

After exchanging a glance with his companion, both parties understood each other's thoughts at the same time.

"Maybe I said too little just now, one hundred thousand!"

The fat policeman changed his words viciously, "Bring me a hundred thousand, or you'll be detained and deported!"

"The money isn't a big deal. I just want to know if the mayor asked you to come here."

Amber remained calm.

"Why else do you think we came here?"

The fat policeman felt that he could easily control Amber, so he was not afraid to say it out loud: "We got the order right after you paid the money. Boy, since you are so cooperative, I can save you some pain."

"When we get there, write a letter to your wife and ask her to bring the money, and then we will let you go."

The policeman driving the car also said: "Don't try to play tricks, it will only make things worse."

Amber exhaled softly, and struggled with her handcuffed hands, and the handcuffs broke directly as if they were made of paper.

The fat policeman was stunned and had no idea what was happening. Then a big hand pressed down on his head, and then there was a bang, and his head was squeezed to the point of exploding.

The white and red stuff was scattered all over the other policeman.

He reached out and rubbed his eyes, as if to confirm whether this was an illusion.

Amber didn't let him wait long. He raised his foot and pierced through the bottom of the car and sank into the road. The speeding police car let out a mournful scream, and the back half of it flew out in two.

After rolling on the ground for several times, it fell on the sand beside the road.

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Looking at the exploding car, Amber silently turned her head and walked towards the town. After a few steps, she had changed into a different person.

With his status, it is very difficult to solve the problem openly, but from another perspective, it is very easy to solve the person who caused the trouble.

In addition, in order to ensure that there would be no subsequent trouble, Amber decided to let the mayor's family go down with her for a reunion.

That night.

In the farm cabin, Afang was feeding her baby, with Martha sitting beside her with an anxious look on her face, and Kent pacing in the living room.

"Fang, why don't you look anxious at all?"

Kent thought of many ways and asked many people, but he didn't get any good solutions. "If Ann doesn't come back, Clark will lose his father."

Hearing this, Afang, who was breastfeeding, slowly looked up. The expression on her face was a bit like Amber.

She only whispered, "I have confidence in my man. He won't be trapped by such a small matter."

"But."

Kent wanted to say something but stopped himself. Finally, he sighed deeply and started walking back and forth again.

Although the two had only known each other for a short time, after becoming Clark's godfather, he had already regarded the Asian couple as friends. Now that things had turned out like this, he felt very upset and even a little guilty.

In Kent's opinion, this was because he did not do things well and betrayed their trust.

Just when he was about to lose control, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground was heard on the road outside the farm.

"You wait here, I'll go take a look."

Kent's feet seemed to be activated and he immediately ran outside.

When he saw the people getting out of the car outside, he couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

"An, you're back!? That's great. They didn't make things difficult for you?"

“It was originally difficult to resolve, but then I don’t know what happened, they said it was a misunderstanding and let me come back.”

Amber shrugged and picked up the things in her hand: "Luckily there is a barbecue restaurant that is still open. Do you want to eat something together?"

"Hahaha, of course, let's have a drink today."

Kent relaxed completely, with an unstoppable smile on his face.

In the room, Afang, who was holding her child tightly, also breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

Although she was not too anxious, she still had some concerns. Seeing someone come back at this moment was naturally the best thing.

"Martha, hold the kids for a minute while I get them something to eat. They must be starving."

"I'll help you too."

Martha immediately stood up and took Clark while smiling.

In an abandoned factory on the outskirts of New York.

"Max, why are you doing this?!"

Charles' face was filled with heartache. "Compared to the huge human base, our compatriots are just a small sesame seed on an elephant. There is no hope in fighting. Only by integrating into the human race can we win a stable life."

"Old friend, I don't know what got into you to call me here to talk nonsense."

Max has obtained a helmet that can block his old friend's superpowers, otherwise he would never appear in Charles' sight: "But if there is nothing else, can you leave my subordinates' minds?"

"You did something wrong and I must make it up!"

As soon as Charles finished speaking, several Level 4 mutants walked out from around the factory. These were warriors who agreed with his ideas and were willing to fight for them.

"Are you serious about this?"

Max shook his head. "You know my ability. In this environment, they are no match for me. As we are all compatriots, I don't want to kill anyone."

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Charles did not retreat as usual, but said with a sad face: "You shouldn't kill the Freemasons. They have immense power. With just a little effort, our fellow human beings living in society will fall into hell. Now everything can be saved. Stop it, Marx."

"What? Freemasonry?"

Max was confused. "My old friend, what nonsense are you talking about? I have never heard of this name. Why do you want to kill them?"

"You still don't admit it now?"

The pain in Charles' eyes became even more intense, "You corrupted Max. You didn't shy away from what you did before."

"Do you want to hear what you're saying?"

Max almost vomited blood after hearing this, "If I did it, I would certainly admit it, but what if the problem is not me?"

(End of this chapter)