Superman of the American Comics

West Wing of the White House, peripheral buildings.

"This is simply a trap! How can humans accept us? Xiao makes a good point. Genes are the only standard to determine the level of the population. Mutants are better, so they will be excluded."

Dressed quite Hippie star Drake, while playing with his DuPont lighter, is making noisy noise and disturbing panic.

"Don't let your guard down, Regan. They may be discussing next door how to trick mutants into the operating table to carry out those evil and cruel scientific experiments."

Leaning on the sofa and quietly looking at the National Geographic magazine, the Iceman Regan shook his head and asked, "where did you hear all this news?"

"Miss frost will not tolerate this. She is willing to cooperate with mankind in order to create a better future for her compatriots, not to take us to hell."

"But that's what's written in the novels."

New star Drake shrugged and said, "the government is a bad man, big companies are a bad man, scientists are a bad man... Only small minions like us can save the world."

"Besides, Regan, Miss frost in your mouth is an informer. Can the club trust a man who has betrayed his compatriots?"

Hearing the last sentence seemed to stimulate the Iceman Regan.

The movement of turning the pages suddenly stopped, and his face turned red as if he had been insulted.

Staring at his friend who kept opening and closing the lighter, he said coldly, "shut up, Drake! Otherwise I can't guarantee that I don't have to hit your two front teeth with my fist!"

"Wow! The good man Regan is angry and wants to fight with someone? Is it because I told the truth and hurt your perfect goddess?"

New star Drake said in a strange way, and his exaggerated tone attracted the attention of others.

In this spacious reception room, there are more than 20 members of Hellfire club.

Most of them are young people, who used to be a loyal supporter of Sebastian Shaw and a firm radical.

A few people sit on the sofa on the other side and can barely be regarded as moderates.

There is a clear distinction between the two sides.

Mutants have never been unified, especially in their attitude towards human beings.

"Drake, I warn you! Speak carefully! Miss frost is not a traitor or informer! She saved the mutant of the club. Without her, we would be fooled by Sebastian Shaw, the war criminal and cold-blooded butcher!"

The Iceman Regan glared at each other, with some anger in his tone.

It's like being exposed to be careful and angry.

Not long ago, I went to the White Queen of Poland to gather conclusive evidence of the atrocities committed by Sebastian Shaw in the Auschwitz concentration camp and put it in front of the members of the club.

As Luke said, if you want to whitewash someone, you just need to discredit the companions who stand with him or her - who is worse than who in any era.

Not to mention, Sebastian Shaw's black history is really countless, and even forgery work is saved.

This guy can also deceive young people who read less during World War II when the flow of information was not fast.

In the 21st century, when the Internet was developed, it would have been cleaned up.

"Hey, who knows if it's true. Anyway, Xiao can't stand up and explain."

Star Drake said contemptuously that he used to be a loyal fan of Sebastian Shaw, as did Iceman Regan.

However, with Xiao's black news, the latter directly changed from powder to black and became a supporter of the White Queen.

The new star Drake still chose to believe that extreme statement similar to the race theory of the third empire.

"Regan, I advise you to wake up."

Drake, who was originally a thorny new star, deliberately turned the National Geographic magazine on the table to a page with a green prairie and hinted: "the relationship between the White Queen and the Superman major general is not ordinary."

"I heard that during the free Island talks, she knocked on someone else's door in the middle of the night and stayed alone for more than an hour... Now, we have been waiting for nearly two hours and haven't seen the white queen or major general Superman."

Regan, the Iceman, was so angry that his face was livid and clenched his fist. There was almost a picture in his mind.

That sad and angry expression is like a three good student who knows that she is secretly in love with a goddess and may secretly have an affair with bad elements from other schools.

At this moment, only the classic pruning plum can accurately reflect the complex mood of Iceman Regan.

This young man in his twenties really admires the White Queen.

After all, who would not like a little sister with white skin, beautiful temperament, high cold appearance and long legs when she was young.

Click! Click!

Because of emotional stimulation, the cup of coffee held by Iceman Regan condensed into an ice lump.

The natural abilities of these two young mutants are similar to those of the later icemen and firemen.

Are common energy systems.

But the level of Iceman Regan is not as high as another one.

He is the third level in the beta, mutant pyramid.

The growth space is far less than that of another Iceman - the other has Omega level potential and molecular level control, which is only limited by imagination and talent and has not been clearly demonstrated.

"Of course, on the bright side, the white queen may not be voluntary."

New star Drake turned his eyes and changed his attitude: "Shaw died in the hands of the Superman major general. It's an alpha mutant. If even he loses, the Hellfire club must be unable to resist each other."

"In order to protect our compatriots, your goddess is forced to succumb to the obscene power of major general Superman... Is it better to say so?"

The Iceman Regan clenched his loosened palm again.

The picture in my mind becomes clearer.

Listening to the words of new star Drake, he felt humiliated by Tauren face to face.

The sense of substitution is too strong!

"You bastard!"

The intense anger, mixed with an inexplicable sense of excitement, coupled with the lightness that even he didn't notice, prompted the Iceman Regan to wave his fist and jump at the new star Drake sitting opposite.

If... That's true, maybe I'll feel better.

As the Iceman Regan waved his fist, a humble thought flashed through his mind.

"What are you two doing? This is the White House. If you show it to others, won't you lose my face!"

Just as Iceman Regan wrestled with new star Drake, the door of the reception room was pushed open.

The white queen saw two men entangled on the sofa. A trace of disgust flashed in her eyes. She said coldly, "remember, you represent the Hellfire club now. Pay attention to the image."

Hearing the goddess's words, iceman Regan quickly loosened his hands around his neck and kept a distance from the breathless new star Drake.

"Miss frost, we're just having fun because the waiting time is too long and a little boring."

Regan scratched his head and explained nervously.

"That's right. I didn't think the inspection process would take long. Who knew it would have to wait for the end of the press conference. Two hours have passed. How did miss frost talk to the major general Superman?"

Asked star Drake, winking at Iceman Regan.

Obviously, he hasn't forgotten the joke he said before.

"Nothing, just exchange views with each other."

The White Queen's beautiful eyes flashed and turned away from the topic: "also, Luke has been promoted to lieutenant general. Pay attention to his address."

"Follow me next. Mr. lieutenant general will meet you in the red hall."

Iceman Regan walked in front. He looked at his graceful back and couldn't help wondering.

Why does Miss Frost's dress look a little wrinkled?