Superman of the American Comics

Iceman Regan took the lead in entering the red hall. The originally fierce battlefield - the brown red oak table has been cleaned up.

Replace pens, ink bottles and landlines.

The documents swept on the carpet are also neatly classified and placed on the desktop.

Those windows with a good view were open, mainly for air circulation and releasing the strong smell of hormones.

In short, unless it is an old driver with rich experience and keen observation.

Otherwise, it is impossible to realize that there has been a tragic fight involving hundreds of millions of elite soldiers here.

"Please sit down. Make yourself at home and try to relax."

Luke sat behind the oak square table with his hands on it.

When talking, his breath was steady and his tone was light. He didn't seem to have done sports at all.

Although the White Queen's physique is a little better than Malena.

Coupled with the genetic activation of mutants, they have a bonus in endurance and flexibility.

But for Superman, it's just the level of warm-up.

"The legendary war hero turned out to be so young."

The Iceman Regan had a more thoughtful mind, but when he saw the Superman lieutenant general, he was like pouring down a basin of cold water, and his idea of not admitting defeat went out in an instant.

Compared with the photos in the newspaper, the other party looks tall and straight, and the cold temperament is undoubtedly revealed.

It's a strange feeling of a big man.

In contrast, the Iceman Regan, who is a few years older, seems green and tender.

Just the first time he met, he felt completely defeated.

In my heart, the BGM of "one cut plum" sounded again, as if snowflakes fell on my shoulders.

"They are all the younger generation of the club and mutants with beta level ability."

The White Queen stood at the table and briefly introduced.

Although Sebastian Shaw's race theory is of no use to the future development of mutants.

But for one thing, he did a good job.

Is to recruit club members according to the ability of mutants.

Beta like Iceman Regan and new star Derek belong to the backbone with limited growth space and slightly insufficient potential.

To become a "chess piece" of Hellfire club, you need at least alpha level ability.

For example, the White Queen.

Speaking of, the alpha level mutants of the Hellfire club are almost in Luke's hands.

Red devil asazo, steel shell, torrent

Either thrown into prison, or killed alive, or strung into crayfish.

Few survived intact.

This also leads to the Hellfire club. At present, except for the white queen, it has no decent and reliable combat power.

"Emma said about the situation of the club. You have followed Sebastian Shaw for some time, and you may have violated the law..."

Luke tapped his finger gently on the table and scanned the past with sharp eyes.

The originally spacious reception room was crowded with more than 20 people all at once.

Like Iceman Regan and new star Drake standing in front, there are a vote of young people who will not be more than twenty-eight years old.

Many of them have Hippie rebellious costumes, exaggerated hairstyles, colorful hair colors, earrings, nose rings, leather clothes, tattoos, metal chains and so on.

Such a dress, let alone a mutant, even a normal person, will be discriminated against outside for fear of avoiding it.

"It's a bit like the non mainstream of bringing their own cement and gathering at the entrance of the village. Kill Matt."

Luke looked calm and a trace of disgust flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

Don't even do basic image public relations, but also want to be accepted by the outside world?

"But you don't have to worry. Emma deliberately raised this issue during the free Island talks. After some serious discussion, the s.h.i.e.l.l.d. decided to give up the right to investigate as a sincerity for cooperation."

Glancing at the seemingly calm white queen, Luke threw the credit to each other.

The first thing he should do is to appease the people. It is not advisable to blindly use authority and take tough measures.

Sure enough, some of them show the meaning of relaxation and gratitude.

Even the Iceman Regan subconsciously breathed out a breath, and his tight shoulders couldn't help relaxing.

There is a threshold for Hellfire club to recruit members. As a small person who is not even a 'chess piece', if you want to be liked by Sebastian Shaw, you naturally have to show it.

Iceman Regan once frozen a small area of the sea, creating opportunities for other compatriots to rob a British cargo ship.

New star Drake is an arsonist who uses a fire alarm to break into the house and steal.

Most members of Hellfire club have similar criminal experience.

They have lost the support of their families and have no source of income. They can only rely on the illegal ways of the left to obtain money.

Even today's proud and cold white queen has a black history of being a sexy charge official in a casino, dealing cards online and cheating gamblers.

"In addition, I hope you can put down your vigilance and form a preliminary foundation of trust to facilitate more in-depth cooperation plans in the future."

Luke took out Constantine's signature skills. There was no way. Slag Kang's flickering ability was really easy to use.

"To tell you the truth, I know mutants to a certain extent. It is indeed an irrefutable fact that you were excluded, discriminated against, even bullied and oppressed in the past."

He paused, glanced at the young faces and continued, "but that's why we should more actively strive for the right to speak of equality and freedom."

"A better future, a more comfortable life and a brighter future... These should not rely on human handouts. Because the power obtained in this way is just a kind of political correctness and implicit discrimination."

The White Queen thought that she had reached cooperation with Luke, not just greedy for each other's body and technology.

They have quite the same views and opinions on the future and planning of mutants.

Therefore, it doesn't matter if there is no emotional foundation.

Their respective interests do not conflict, but also form good complementarity, which is the key.

Of course, Mr. lieutenant general's physical strength and skills also belong to the category of bonus points.

"Lieutenant General Carville... How do you think we should fight for our rights? Protest? March? Or establish trade unions, select representatives, and then negotiate with the government?"

Star Drake took the lead in asking questions.

He himself is a prick, habitually causing embarrassment and trouble to others.

"Changing your image is the first step."

Luke seemed to deal with a reporter's interview and replied blandly.

"I can understand that young people like to show their difference with exaggerated dress and amazing words."

"However, blindly opposing the mainstream and innovating will only arouse the disgust of the public and is not conducive to mutants on the world stage."

Star Drake was stunned. He didn't expect that the first thing he had to do was to comb his hair into an adult and put on serious clothes?

"This is a trend! Lieutenant general! If the people will have a bad opinion of me because of what I wear, it can only be said that it is a pity that they are not free enough, not democratic enough, and do not understand the greatness of this country."

Drake is eloquent, just like some intellectuals on the Internet in later generations, open mouth freedom and closed mouth democracy.

Even if you breathe the air, you feel the fragrance of freedom and democracy.

"Freedom, democracy... Tell me - by the way, I don't know your name yet?"

Luke raised his eyebrows and crossed his fingers, trying to let this guy experience the beating of society.

"Drake, everyone calls me 'new star'."

Drake himself didn't realize that there was a big word "danger" on his head, and he was still immersed in pride

"Oh, Drake, right? Let me tell you what freedom and democracy are."

Luke releases the biological force field and turns on 30% power.

The air seems to freeze suddenly, and the invisible pressure is all over the room, making people feel uncomfortable breathing.

Drake, in particular, bore the brunt and was the hardest hit.

The freckled face turned red, and a "Ho Ho" voice came out of his throat, but he couldn't speak.

"See, Drake, this is the freedom and democracy you want. You can speak freely, but I also have the right to pinch your throat, or even further, break your neck."

Luke got up slowly. His tall figure was like a towering mountain, full of an unspeakable sense of power.

"Now, do you still need them?"