Chapter Ninety-Five: Lack of Strength, Equipment to Make Up! (II)

As the saying goes, 'Nothing is done, either treachery or theft', after Coulix drank the third cup of hot coffee, Magneto finally planned to 'be honest with each other'.

After all, there's not much coffee in the pot anymore.

"That...... I want to borrow the bone marrow of the two of them. โ€

Shaking the cup in his hand, the residual liquid in the cup made a faint sound of water, which was inexplicably disturbing.

"What?!"

As soon as Magneto's words came out, Coulix was not happy.

He snapped up and glared at Magneto with a pair of eyes that glowed incredulously.

"You say it again?!"

He never imagined that the old man who was supposed to be on the same front as him would say such a thing.

He prefers to believe that he heard it wrong.

"I said, I'm going to borrow the bone marrow of the two of you, preferably the spinal cord. โ€

Magneto held his cup and repeated without changing his face, only this time his words changed slightly.

From 'wanting to borrow' to 'wanting to borrow', from 'bone marrow' to 'spinal cord', he didn't seem to be asking Mo Ye and Coulix about their wishes, but simply putting forward his own requirements.

And it was as if the two men had to do it.

โ€œFu*k_off๏ผโ€

Coulix could see that Magneto wasn't joking.

Magneto at this age is by no means a 'joke lover'.

Colossus was very decisive, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he scolded on the one hand to attract Magneto's attention, and even pounced on Magneto, while on the other hand, he gave Mo Xie a look and told him to run away.

Mo Xie is the object that Professor X has told to focus on protecting, and although he doesn't know the reason, Colossus still decides to follow Professor X's wishes.

"Run! The professor is outside! Find the professor and you will be saved!"

The subtext of Coulis is like this, but Mo Xie can't read his subtext.

'Mind reading' is not Mo Ye's specialty.

In fact, Mo Xie had already seen that the situation was wrong.

If it's just to keep people drinking coffee, it's not polite to have suspended particles in the whole room......

Mo Ye, who had been awakened with an anxious mouth, did not drink the coffee provided by Magneto out of caution, but now, he knew that he had made the right decision.

Colossus got up from his seat and was about to pounce, only to see a strange smile on Magneto's face, and then the tall man fell to the ground like mud.

This coffee is really not simple......

"Your reaction was calmer than I expected. โ€

Magneto looked at Mo Ye, his gaze was complicated.

But this complexity was fleeting, and soon it was replaced by a vague firmness.

Magneto's mind seemed to have decided something, and he seemed to believe in something.

When a person has a strong belief in it, he can throw away his bottom line without guilt.

In the past, no one would be able to associate Magneto with things like 'poisoning coffee'.

Magneto would never have bothered to make such a decision.

But today he did it.

"Why?"

Mo Xie frowned, secretly clenched his right fist, and the question he raised was unclear, just like the posture of resistance he still put on when he knew that he had no room to resist at this moment.

Meaningless question, since Magneto has already made the facts, then the reason he said must be something that Mo Ye cannot refute.

Magneto's eloquence is not ordinarily good.

"For the many mutant brothers!"

Magneto raised his right hand, and with a wave, the iron filings all over the room gathered around Mo Xie and turned into a metal prison, and the chair under Mo Ye's seat and the table in front of him turned into a restrained chair.

His hands, feet, and body were bound by steel bands, and he could not move at all.

"I'm sorry. โ€

There was not a trace of expression on Magneto's face.

With a wave of his hand, on the inner wall of the cage, under the gaze of Mo Ye's gaze, several steel needles pointing directly at Mo Ye's vital position stretched out.

"Hehe, if you want to deal with me, this is not enough. โ€

Mo Xie's hands and feet were tied, and when his whole body was able to move freely, there was only one mouth left at this moment.

The unicorn arm is indestructible, but he needs time when there is no room for luck.

Mo Ye is buying time for himself.

"Damn, what madness is Magneto going on?!Did I fool me so thoroughly that I thought I could solidify the abilities of mutants into weapons?!Hey, hey, hey, I was just talking about it!"

Mo Ye was very calm on the surface, and even looked like he was 'in his chest', but at this moment, only he knew how broken his heart was.

His heart was beating at a rate of two hundred minutes.

The sleepiness was gone, and he was already in full energy at the moment.

He knew that even if there was a chance to get out, it would be a fleeting opportunity.

"Ha, it's really not enough to see steel alone, so I mixed it with some ingredients. โ€

Magneto replied, followed by a fishy smell in Mo Ye's nose.

The light in this room was not so bright, but Mo Xie still caught a glimpse of the cyan on the existence and the sharp thorns through a few rare rays of light.

That's where all the flavors come from.

The 'essence' that should have been drunk by Mo Ye and mixed in coffee.

It's highly toxic.

"Magneto, don't do it to the end!"

Mo Ye shouted coldly, at this moment, the stingers were less than ten centimeters away from Mo Ye's skin.

"I'm sorry. โ€

Magneto tilted his face up, as if he was doing something extremely holy.

"For the survival of thousands of mutants, please make sacrifices - future generations will erect monuments for today's victims! Your names will be immortalized!"

Through the gap in the cage, Mo Xie saw Magneto's eyes clearly.

It was a pair of eyes that had been occupied by fanaticism, the whites of the eyes, the pupils, all that had lost their original names, and all that remained was some kind of seemingly noble purpose greed.

Greed is greed, and whether the purpose is noble or not is not worth arguing at all.

The only difference is that the perpetrator for that purpose will make his noble purpose clear before the victim loses consciousness.

"Mo Xie, do you know...... The mutants' abilities alone can't deal with the sentinels for a long time......"

Magneto, who had been tilting his head for a while, suddenly lowered his head, but after a short moment, his eyes were a little moist.

He was crying.

I can't say why, but his tears did fall.

"You don't know how much effort and cost us to survive the Sentinels in recent years. Before we found you, we hadn't been able to destroy a mechanical sentry for more than ten months. โ€

"Their technology is constantly improving, and we, the talent, are withering. โ€

"I want to take advantage of this rare gap to integrate the technologies you gave me and create a 'sentinel' belonging to mutants!"

The language of a madman comes from the mouth of an old man with his head hanging and tears hanging down.

"Nima, Holy Scripture, you cheated me again!"

Mo Xie felt a chill on his back, and a long thorn had pierced the skin on his back.

At this moment, he wanted to scold his mother.

Feelings, this is all the fault of the drawings?!

"Are there any drawings in those drawings that describe robot manufacturing?!"

The moment Li stabbed into his body, such a question appeared in Mo Ye's heart.