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quite a while.

boom!

In the smoke and dust, Logan smiled grimly.

no one?

how come?

Immediately looking up, Stryker was crawling on an edge in a mess, trying hard not to let himself fall.

The look of fear on his face grew heavier.

But no regrets.

at last!

Bang!

He originally belonged to that kind of technical military position, and his physical strength was good enough.

At the moment of falling, he only felt the wind whistling in his ears, and then he was heavily pressed against the wall by Logan.

The steel claw in Logan's hand stared at Stryker's neck.

Infinite hatred came out of his mouth.

"Hahaha."

At this moment, Stryker was suddenly not afraid and shouted at Logan: "Damn mutant bastard, come on, kill me."

Logan's eyes turned red.

"You bunch of mutant bastards, if I knew that today, I would dispatch an army to smash your manor, damn mutant bastards!"

"Come on, kill me!"

"Give me a few days, and I will be able to develop a weapon that will completely wipe you out."

"I hate it, you fucking mutant bastards."

"..."

Logan's eyes were split, and the steel claws on his hands trembled.

Seeing this, Stryker even thought that Logan did not dare to kill himself, and an arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

next second.

Zheng——

Logan retracted his steel claws and silently looked at Stryker, who was slowly falling to the ground clutching his neck.

"Gu... gu..."

Stryker's eyes were full of disbelief, how dare they?

How dare they?

I am an American military officer.

It's an army man.

A hand stretched out and pulled at the leg of Logan's trousers, but found that it couldn't be pulled.

He turned into a small fist and punched Logan's trousers weakly and weakly.

a bit.

And down.

three……

Completely dead.

Do not look down.

He didn't feel any guilt for what he did until he died.

Mick watched every move in the monitor and was silent for a while.

Stand up after turning it off.

He said to Hill next to him: "Ms. Hill, are you interested in going to see it together?"

Hill looked up at Mick and said lightly, "Have you set up the scene?"

"..." Mick.

Chapter 51: The military who took the blame (1)

"Everyone!"

The lobby on the first floor of the Umbrella Building.

Mick looked at the reporters who had received notices from outside and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, after we changed the investigation bureau and received the report, more than a dozen elite investigators in the five bureaus successfully destroyed it. In the process of destroying an evil organization that conducts human experiments on mutants, several investigators from our bureau were seriously injured, three were killed, and the losses were heavy..."

Hill, who was standing behind him, listened to the serious nonsense Mick on the stage, Liu Mei couldn't help but pick it up.

Just when she hadn't seen the surveillance of the fighting screen.

It was clearly a one-sided slaughter, so it's fine if this guy doesn't admit it. How many people were commanded by remote control upstairs just now must pretend to be seriously injured, and the three people must fall to the ground in blood.

Still talking nonsense here with eyes open.

Does his conscience not hurt?

Sure enough, it is a downright bureaucratic.

Just when Hill despised Mick in his heart, Mick on the stage looked sad.

Towards the flashing spotlight below, he said sadly: "During the war, our bureau investigators still maintained the fine style of our bureau, and shouted to those soldiers who helped the tyrants, as long as they surrender and promise to be punished lightly, who knows those who are brainwashed The soldiers of our bureau did not pay any attention to the principle of peaceful coexistence between mutants and ordinary people, and brazenly attacked the investigators who were shouting at our bureau."

"At the moment when the fire was fired, a young and beautiful mutant girl in my bureau who yearned for peace regardless of her own safety fell into a pool of blood in an instant. Please see,"

talking.

The little naughty was covered with bullet holes, and the photo of the little naughty lying in a pool of blood appeared on the big screen in the hall.

moment.

It caused an uproar among journalists.

"Ah... how dare people in the military dare?"

"God, this girl is so pitiful."

"Damn the military, it's such a vicious attack on such a little girl."

"God, I must completely expose this ugly behavior of the military."

"..."

Looking at the group of indignant reporters, Hill rolled his eyes in his heart, but it was very hard to maintain a serious appearance.

His eyes fell on Mick's back.

Bureaucracy, downright bureaucratic.

"Cough cough!"

Mick motioned for the reporters to be quiet again, and said in a deep voice: "Even so, our bureau investigators still believe that someone must be able to see the scene with their own eyes, and don't wait for the limelight to pass, and there will be mutants slaughtering soldiers in society. absurd remarks."

Mick looked at all directions and said solemnly: "Everyone, the eleven investigators currently in our bureau believe in you, this dead little girl believes in you even more, and even if I change the investigation bureau, I believe in you, I believe you will see Go to the scene and report what happened.”

Taking a deep breath, Mick pointed to the [Mutant Criminal Investigation Bureau] that had just been installed at noon and said in a deep voice: "The mutants all over the country are watching. You, the U.S. Constitution is watching you even more, and I hope that your report will make the victims feel relieved and the murderer repent."

The voice just fell.

The flash continued to flicker, and the shutter sounded continuously.

A large number of reporters even felt an unprecedented sense of justice from the tail to the sky.

"Director Edinson, don't worry, our Global Daily decided to report it truthfully."

"Director Edinson, we at the New York Daily will give up tonight's headlines."

"Director Edinson, we at The New York Times will certainly be truthful."

"Director Edinson,..."

Seeing the reporters scrambling below, Mick was very relieved.

Hill saw the messy reporters below, and felt that this time the military would die miserably.

no way.

Such a piece of news is enough to make the reporters smell like bloody sharks, and there is no way anyone can stop them from publishing this news.

Not the military.

Not even the White House.

It's a game that has been driven by Mick from the start.

Every step of the way is in Mick's meticulous planning, even if the military uses its forces to shut up these newspapers.

But Mick gave a lot of money.

The heads of these newspapers saw stacks of cash by their beds three days ago.

Even if there are a few unwilling newspaper bosses, how long can they last under the attack of piles of cash.

Now Mick asks this group of newspapers to report on the fake news that the White House has fallen, and they dare.

quite a while.

As the reporters finished their promises one by one, Mick said solemnly, "Our bureau has specially dispatched four helicopters, and they will escort you to the scene safely."

Paused.

Mick pointed to the door and said loudly: "Go, please remember that the United States is ordinary people and mutants who are looking forward to peace in the world, and their eyes are looking at you."