Marvel Reverses Wolverine Chapter 106

  Chapter 106 Black Emperor

  Director Mike Cowan rested his cheeks in his hand, and the tip of the ballpoint pen wandered aimlessly on the manuscript paper.

The eloquent talker in front of him, Zavizewal, who has the title of so-called professor and doctor at a young age. In short, Mr. with a very awkward name, his boring and drowsy speech. How long will it last.

  “.Therefore, there are huge uncertainties in the effect of the possible mutation of the X gene, and the variation of synapses and brain waves in the brain”

  Mike Cowan lowered his head, covered his hands slightly, yawned, and thought wildly, "Let's have some pie at noon, I hope it's not apple-pecan filling—"

   "Apple-hickory, yes, Mr. Cowan."

  Charles Xavier capped the marker pen and threw it on the desk in the meeting room, ending his presentation.

  He seemed a little unhappy. Anyone on the stage was serious about his important point of view, while the audience below was distracted by writing and drawing. Their minds were full of what to eat today, and they would not be in a good mood.

   "By the way, it's Professor Xavier, starting with X."

  Charles pulled over the chair and sat down. While unbuttoning his gray suit jacket and straightening his tie, Charles raised his chin slightly and corrected Director Mike Cowan of the CIA.

  In the conference room, apart from Director Cowan sitting at the head, Charles, female CIA agent, and Rui Wen, there was also a black-haired official with a big belly sitting in the corner of the room.

  Compared to Mr. Director, who was speechless for a while, this unknown gentleman figured out the meaning faster, leaned on the armrest of the chair, moved his buttocks, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Charles carefully.

   "Detective Mark Taggart, if what you bring today is a superb magician or, or some kind of psychological expert! Then I can seriously tell you that you have been demoted."

  Charles waved his hand to Agent Maura MacTaggart who hurriedly stood up and tried to explain, and said in a slightly faster way:

"Mr. Mike Cowan, at the very beginning, I am very happy to know that our government is not ignorant of mutants, and I am also happy to share my research and knowledge in this regard, and prove to you that mutants What can be done is far beyond the scope of what we currently know and understand."

  Charles paused for a moment, and continued: "As I can now clearly see in your mind, the deployment of strategic missiles in Turkey."

  Director Cowen was shocked immediately. He glared angrily at Mo La, who was looking nervous, and shouted loudly:

   "You actually revealed such a level of secrets! This gentleman, whether you are a professor or someone else, from now on you can't leave-"

  Charles frowned when he heard Mr. Director's loud questioning.

Suddenly, Mr. Mike Cowan, who was leaning forward while leaning on the table, sluggishly maintained the strange posture at the moment, motionless, and the finger pointing to Charles also stopped in mid-air, and he did not even blink his eyelids. There.

   "Mr. Cowan, please don't get excited, I will untie your brain now, please listen to me quietly."

As soon as the words were finished, Mike Cowan took a deep breath, and his face quickly flushed. He slumped back to the chair, rubbing his cheeks and head indiscriminately, as if he wanted to catch some invisible bugs from above, avoiding his head , dare not look at Charles.

"I'm sorry sir, I let you have an unpleasant experience. As you felt just now, your brain can no longer give instructions to your body. If I want to, I can even. In short, the power of mutants can affect people's minds and It is entirely possible to control the opponent."

  The chubby official who was present, his eyes became brighter, he rubbed his feet back, dragged the soft chair on a pulley over Mr. Director who had been speechless for a long time, and asked Charles seriously in a rough voice:

  "Professor Xavier, besides what you just showed, what other step is it possible for mutants to do?"

   "This is a difficult question to answer clearly, are you?"

   "Michael Hals, the head of the mutant force research laboratory, belongs to the Strategic Science Corps, referred to as SSR, but the name will be changed soon."

  Hals pushed his glasses, his small eyes were squeezed smaller by the fat on his face, he cleared his throat, and continued:

"In order to deal with the 'Hellfire' mutant troops that have been continuously appearing in the Soviet side in the past few years, the SSR has also set up related research units, but so far, there are very few discoveries, and they still stay in the enhancement brought about by physical distortion, or animal-like abilities .”

  Charles nodded knowingly, and finally met a government official who was willing to take it seriously, which cheered him up a bit.

   "What disappoints you is that I can't give a complete and exact answer. Any possibility, any mutant ability that we can think of or can't think of, may appear, Mr. Hals."

   "It's just that the vast majority of mutants stay at the level of physical changes that are relatively easy to understand, just as you have mastered."

After Charles finished speaking, the scene he saw from Eric's memory for the first time flashed in his mind again, the man who burst into the air with a strong red light all over his body, with a pair of hideous skeletal weapons in his hands, like that Even through memory images, people feel full of boundless oppressive power, is it also something that mutants can achieve?

   "Mike, I think they are more suitable for docking with me. You may have more important things to do now, if that important plan is interfered by special forces."

Michael Hals patted Director Cowan on the shoulder, and whispered, he understood how complicated the CIA director who was completely speechless at the moment was, especially for a chief of an intelligence agency, there are Such a person is a kind of deep-rooted fear and despair.

  Mr. Hals temporarily borrowed Agent Mora from Cowan, and brought the three of them to the parking garage. He glanced at the young and sweet Riven who had been silently following Professor Charles Xavier, and asked casually:

   "Pretty lady, are you a mutant too?"

  The chubby Hals was quite joking. He made a pair of scissors, hooked his fingers, and said something with a smile.

   "Of course, but Charles won't let me use it lightly."

  Michael Hals was picking out the keys, looking for his Cadillac, and asked Ruiwen curiously.

  Molla pulled Charles to walk behind, and whispered in a worried voice:

   "You shouldn't show this ability so frankly and directly. This is too easy to arouse people's jealousy and fear."

  Charles was stunned for a moment. Interestingly, this master of the spiritual level has been living since he was a child, constantly seeing through people's true thoughts and thoughts hidden in the dark corners of their hearts.

  He should not be, and cannot be, a pure idealist, but maybe it is this overpowering power that makes Charles always too confident, maybe.

  Charles nodded slightly, without saying a word, got into the car together, and drove to the research base of the Strategic Science Corps in New York.

  The expansion of New York City's urban scale has never stopped. The two explosive expansions were both related to the war. The 1920s and 1950s were the golden decades of the United States.

  So that some people in this country sometimes secretly think in their hearts, it would be nice if there was another world war.

   Since the founding of the United States, which has never stopped foreign wars, when will the flames of war be burned on itself?

   Fisher Golf Course belongs to the suburbs of New York, which is not considered a marginal location, and can be said to be a golden area.

In a few years, when the urban construction layout reaches this area, a large area of ​​land will become an innumerable gold treasure, and the ownership of this area, or a considerable proportion of private land in New York, belongs to Howley of the Te family group.

   A few days later.

Sebastian Shaw drove towards the Fisher Golf Course in a Hummer Jeep arranged by Colonel Bob Hendry, followed by Brothers "Eraser" Goncharov and "Perpetual Motion Machine" Andrei, and "Torrent," a young long-haired mutant whose name is unknown.

  Xiao took Nina to sit in the back, and Hendry drove the car himself, and said to him with a flattering expression.

   "Master, Lieutenant General Stanton is already waiting for you at the golf course. I lied that you are an arms dealer of a NATO ally, hoping to purchase some retired equipment. Such private transactions are very common in the military."

  Colonel Hendry's mind control is getting deeper and deeper. He has completely abandoned his ego and personality, and regards Shaw as his only master.

   "The other one, I remember you mentioned two generals of the US military."

   "Major General Karlen has been shaken. In fact, he and I belong to the same faction. Because of my persuasion, as long as General Stanton can change his mind today, things will not change."

  "Although the deployment of strategic missiles in Turkey is a dangerous and aggressive military move, it is also a way to wait and see the attitude of the Soviet side. After all, they will never launch nuclear warheads immediately because of this action."

  Xiao exaggerated his expression and laughed together with Colonel Hendry. When the Soviet missiles suddenly hit the American soil, there will be a grand nuclear fireworks in this world to enjoy.

  Two off-road vehicles stopped slowly and came to the gate of the golf course. It was a bit too quiet here, and there was not even a staff member at the gate to greet them.

When everyone got out of the car, Xiao saw that it was so quiet here, so he didn't think much about it. He winked at Nina and the Goncharov brothers, and the three followed behind, then disappeared, leaving behind Kong Wu's tall Anne. Andre and Torrent stood guard at the door.

  In the lobby of the main entrance of the golf course, a man and a woman, two young men with outstanding looks and temperament were waiting in elegant suit jackets. Colonel Hendry blinked and was stunned for a moment, and then everything was as usual, and there was nothing unusual.

   "Please follow me, sir is waiting for you inside."

The lady with golden hair and delicate snow-white skin smiled brightly at Xiao, and guided him and Hendry forward with great cultivation, but the tall young man looked at Xiao with a strange expression. Heavy and very solemn.

  Xiao thought in his heart that this man should be an officer, so he took a second look and ignored it. He followed the beautiful lady through the hall and came to the court with a pleasant environment and vast green shade.

  A young man with long hair is sitting alone on a chair on the lawn, with a huge parasol standing behind him, and a small round table next to him is equipped with some cigar-smoking items. There are no other people around, and it looks like an oil painting.

  Xiao looked at Hendry beside him strangely, but he walked forward enthusiastically and greeted him.

   "Sir, I kept you waiting!"

  Hendry walked quickly in front of the young man, saluted him, shook hands actively, and then introduced to Xiao:

   "This is Lieutenant General Stanton, and this is my lord and our friend Mr. Sebastian Shaw."

The young man stood up and turned his head to look over. His figure was unusually tall and burly, over 1.9 meters tall, but he didn't appear muscular and thick, but had inexplicable beauty and coordination, as if his natural skeleton proportions could support him. With such a perfect body shape.

  Xiao looked at the young man's half-smile expression, and subconsciously asked Hendry, "Is this Lieutenant General Stanton?"

   "Of course, you, what are you talking about?"

  Hendry laughed in embarrassment, Mr. Lieutenant General with gray hair and short stature was standing in front of them, why bother to ask.

   James smiled, waved his hand and said casually:

   "Go and rest inside, Colonel Hendry, I will have a chat with Mr. Xiao alone."

Bob Hendry saluted again, gave Xiao a positive look, and left under the parasol. Xiao's eyes followed Hendry who was walking away strangely, and coughed twice on purpose, as if hinting at something .

  The two young men and women took a deep look at Xiao, each with different meanings, they walked a little farther, leaving this space for the two of them.

   "Sit down, Mr. Xiao, Lieutenant General Stanton should have a good night's sleep in the office. He is an old man who is usually very busy with military affairs, and he rarely sleeps well."

  James returned to the chair, raised his legs, picked up the lustrous wooden cigar box from the table, took out one and cut it himself.

  Xiao stood there for two seconds, sneered, and sat calmly aside.

   "I didn't expect things to change like this. Since we can sit together, I still have to ask this young gentleman, who are you?"

  James frowned, turned his head slightly, his eyes glanced diagonally back, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing two monstrous canine teeth, he raised his hand and lit a cigar to smoke.

   Taking two deep breaths, and slowly smacking his mouth, James finally spoke, saying in an unclear way:

   "Actually, you are not qualified to sit with me, Mr. Xiao, even if you call yourself the 'Black Emperor', in my opinion, you are still that Nazui psychiatrist running around."

  Sebastian Xiao's pupils suddenly constricted, staring at James, the muscles of his cheeks bulged high.

  James didn't look at him, but looked at the endless rolling lawns and forests of more than ten hectares here, without waiting for Xiao's response, he continued on his own:

   "You don't have a direct conflict with me. If there is, it's impossible for you to live for so long, but I don't like what you've done, and I can't accept your plan for this world."

  Xiao looked left and right, looking strangely at the young man who was still smoking a cigar comfortably and speaking clearly, he collected himself, let out a long breath, and told himself to be graceful.

   "Isn't that bad? Mutants will emerge in large numbers, the old order will be subverted, and new empires will rise. Our era, which can span a long period of time and uncertainty, will come ahead of schedule."

  James continued to smoke his cigar, and suddenly put the "Golden Apple" in his hand in front of his eyes,

   "I specially made this cigar for my own taste. I have a bad mouth. I searched Cuba and surrounding countries just for the origin of the cigar leaves, and finally settled in a valley with the best climate in Dominica."

"Hundreds of hectares, each mu of seedlings will only be screened for two or three seedlings in the end, plus picking and drying, as well as the selection standards of various natural materials in the production process, there are so many. There are so many that I am qualified to import every year. Up to a hundred boxes."

   "You said it was all overturned by you, where can I smoke such a good cigar?"

  James seemed to be seriously chatting with Xiao about cigar knowledge and tasting experience, not paying any attention to the increasingly crazy spiritual power around him, constantly trying to invade and control his brain.

  If it weren't for the waves of mental invasion that surged over, James really wouldn't have noticed that there were still others hidden in the surrounding void.

   He didn't even perceive his own mental awareness and powerful hearing and smelling abilities. The pair of "eraser" brothers in the data seemed to be more than just mutant abilities such as being able to hide.

   "Where is that red-skinned Mr. Devil? The first time I met you, you were so young. Auschwitz was almost twenty years ago, and your life must have been extraordinarily long."

Xiao suddenly felt like talking like this, which was much more polite than the two young men who started fighting without saying a word back then, and his truly elegant conversation and calm demeanor seemed to be what he had been subconsciously pursuing .

   But this further shows that the gentleman next to him knows himself well, and—

  Be confident.

   "Why, still want to go to heaven?"

  James extinguished his cigar and stared at Xiao with burning eyes. His eyes were extremely excited, as if a ferocious beast had finally reached the moment of predation.

   "Goncharov!"

   Xiao shouted a Russian name, and stretched his right hand forward, as if trying to grab something.

  Boom!

  The soaring blood-red beam of light disappeared in a flash, washing away thousands of miles of the blue sky. James instantly raised his energy to the extreme, standing upright with a head of black hair, and a thick **** flame enveloped his whole body.

  Under his deliberate control and restraint, the surrounding area with a radius of more than ten meters was shattered into powder by the biological energy emitted by the explosion. The tables, chairs, and parasols were smashed into fine debris, and even the lawn on the ground was instantly reduced to scorched earth.

   "You want to run so quickly, it doesn't match your ability."

  James didn't know what the "Eraser" mutant brother's abilities were, but his range of indiscriminate vigor exploded, blocking Xiao's thoughts of trying to escape, bang!

There was a sound explosion, and James appeared in front of Xiao as if teleporting. The figure taller than Xiao's head suddenly filled his sight. James lowered his head slightly, and pressed against Xiao, almost touching him with the tip of his nose. forehead.

Well!

Sebastian Xiao was grabbed by the neck, and the big hands became tighter and tighter, and he was slowly lifted up. Xiao could even feel the strength of this man's just grasping, and let himself flow Continuously absorb considerable kinetic energy.

  Boom. James soared into the air, grabbed Xiao's neck, burst the sound barrier one after another, and shot into the distance.

   "Emma, ​​will you help me fight?"

  Eric twisted his neck, looked at the flying father from a distance, and asked Emma Frost tentatively with a smile.

   "Or I'll put you to sleep and wake up and it's all over."

  Emma ripped off the lady's suit jacket she was wearing on the outside. Inside was a white close-fitting battle suit, only her lower abdomen and shoulders were exposed. Her figure was uneven and firm.

  She shook her long golden hair, raised her eyebrows, and stood alone.

Eric Lanshere smiled embarrassingly. He coughed twice and twisted his neck. Two of Shaw's men guarding the entrance of the stadium had already rushed in. The blood was red and flowing, and the two of them were shocked immediately, and they were covered in cold sweat.

   "Blast!"

Emma whispered a word, and swayed slowly towards the two who rushed in. She raised her right hand above her head and spread her five fingers. Andre and "Rainwater" suddenly knelt on the ground, their hands hurting squeezed his head.

Eric slowly floated up, the golf course was full of tooth-sick metal twisting sounds, the building hall at the entrance collapsed, and a dozen steel structures and countless steel bars seemed to have their own life, winding like a snake Twisting and dancing in the air.

  Emma was about to kill her when she suddenly felt a shock in her brain. She soon realized that there was an intruder in her heart.

   "Matryoshka" Nina is holding Anton Goncharov with her right hand. Her green pupils are glinting, and her left hand is pointing at the center of her eyebrows, staring at Emma who is less than five meters away.

  The two brothers "Eraser" Goncharov are not simply invisible or visual deception, but escape into an unknown space field, and can only be activated when the two brothers are in physical contact.

  This domain seems to be a backside of the real space. They can see and hear everything outside, but they cannot affect reality.

Once they try to contact or interfere, they will leave the "backside" world for a short time, and the only thing that is not affected by this rule is the invisible and intangible spiritual power, so they have hidden with Nina since they came here, and they have been James' side tried to control him.

But what made Nina annoyed for a while was that this young man was not affected by her in the slightest. She was like a little girl holding a long shovel, trying to dig a hole feebly on a rock made of pure steel. Put your own "seed" in it.

  Emma felt the weird spiritual power, which was not as "sharp" and "hard" as her own, but twisted and dark like a tarsus worm. This is a special experience that only people with spiritual power can have.

  She caressed her forehead with her right hand, she didn't have the energy to deal with the two mutants for the time being, and thought about how to deal with this psychic mutant who couldn't find the source.

On the other side, "Torrent"'s long dark hair danced wildly, and a miniature tornado appeared in each of his two palms. Looking at the man standing in the air, dancing steel and silver snakes around him, his face was extremely heavy, and he spread his hands. Standing in the shape of a cross, the whole person spun rapidly on the spot.

The sky and the earth changed color for a while, and the blue sky that had been emptied by James suddenly gathered thick clouds, a tornado column that really pierced the sky, stirring countless earth, rocks, rubble, and uprooted trees and turf, and confronted Eric. .

   There will be an update during the day, there is no reason, I know the card is uncomfortable for everyone, try to present this paragraph to everyone coherently. But it's really not working tonight. Panpan has been busy all day during the day, and he just finished writing these two chapters, and the state of writing is still very poor. It's unrealistic for everyone to wait until three or four o'clock, so let's do it during the day and try to send it out before two o'clock in the afternoon. .

   Just sauce, love everyone.

  (end of this chapter)

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