In 1973, in the Pentagon, surrounded by troops.

Tourists who had been sightseeing had been detained, and several advance teams had entered the building to evacuate government officials.

The mutants had retreated to a room at the end of a hallway.

They are hiding in it.

"Hey, listen, if it's me, it's not a problem to escape, but with so many soldiers outside, I can't help even if I bring one more person. ”

Quicksilver crossed his arms, and there was no panic on his face.

Having awakened his abilities for so long, he already had a full understanding of how fast and powerful he could be.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about us then. ”

Rogan cautiously watched the movement outside, and looked at the people in the room with a worried look.

"Charles. ”

Magneto looked at Charles with a frown, there were several sets of tables and chairs in the room, which looked like they were originally intended as a backup for an occasion.

At this moment, Magneto and Professor X, two mutant giants, were sitting on either side of a table.

They were looking at each other, and they didn't even blink their eyes from beginning to end.

It's really a scene full of flavor......

After looking at each other this time, the first to lose was Magneto.

He spoke.

"Don't even think about it. ”

Charles actually knew very well in his mind what the best option was in the current situation.

Two ways:

(1) Kill out.

(2) Use your own ability to mix it up.

But the second method, Charles knew he couldn't do it anymore.

Now he has no control over his abilities, and that ability makes him miserable.

If he had used option two, he would have caused more casualties than if he had killed him directly.

He had no choice.

He's just wasting time here, and he just doesn't want to let Magneto cause casualties.

So he glared at Magneto, as if he wanted to suppress the other party with his eyes.

As the saying goes, the tiger is invincible, and even if Professor X loses his ability, he is still very powerful in his aura.

"If you don't want me to do it, just freeze me. ”

To Charles's angry eyes, Magneto just smiled.

He had already seen that Charles at this moment could not exert his mental power at all, and the person sitting in front of him was no longer the 'Professor X', but just an ordinary person with an old-fashioned idea.

So he stood up and said something like this condescendingly.

"Eric!"

Charles sat there, and he could already feel the rhythm of some kind of metallic tremor.

The whole room, and indeed the entire building, had begun to tremble slightly.

He knew, the old guy in front of him was already planning to do it.

"No!"

The word was not uttered by him, but every look, every expression, and even the pair of hands tangled in front of him shouted it.

"Remember, to be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself. ”

Magneto.

The expression on his face was calm, as if what he was doing and what he was going to do next was just a small matter of eating and drinking.

It doesn't matter what position or philosophy is, it's like deciding whether today's dinner is a burger or a noodle.

"Hank!"

Charles couldn't stop Magneto, so he turned to the person he trusted most at the moment.

"Roar!"

Hank had been waiting for Charles' words for a long time, in fact, to be honest, he was really afraid that Charles would let Magneto do whatever he wanted.

He let out a roar, and blue hair appeared all over his body.

However, before he could make any moves, he was stopped by a pair of claws.

A pair of claws that had already caught the back of his heart, and he could feel that if he had the slightest inclination to move towards Magneto, then the pair of claws would surely pierce Magneto's body before he pounced on him.

"Logan?!"

A look of surprise appeared on Hank's 'beastial' face.

"I thought you were on our side!"

As if he had been betrayed, Hank was gritting his teeth every word.

"I'm on the mutants' side, and we must stop Raven at the Paris Peace Conference. ”

Logan's voice was deep, even hoarse.

If he could, he didn't want to get involved in the current situation.

What the hell, there's a bunch of guys out there who want to kill us and then hurry up, and you gods still have a lot of hearts?!

Is there anything you can get out of and talk about first?!

Logan had already cursed in his heart, and Magneto's ability to activate and Hank's 'beastification' were just the fuse that made him stretch out his claws.

"Good buddy. ”

Magneto smiled at Logan.

"Bang!"

He waved his hand at the wall behind Logan, and suddenly several steel bars protruded from the wall, directly opening the door on the wall.

"Come, let's kill it!"

Magneto twisted the rebars together, and in his power, even the rebars were just a stiffer rope.

Today's Pentagon is destined to be dyed.

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"The debt has been paid off, the current points are reverted to initialization, and the points are one thousand, please make good use of them. ”

The voice of the profiteer sounded in Mo Xie's mind, which marked that after such a long time, the wealth in Mo Xie's pocket was finally not negative......

"A thousand points......

On the battlefield, which was extremely chaotic because of the huge explosion, Mo Ye squinted, not knowing what he was thinking.

He watched the flames from the explosion fade away.

He saw a shadowy figure in the firelight.

He knew that there were still many soldiers on the battlefield.

He also knew that he could easily take more lives if he wanted to.

"One head, ten points ......"

He muttered.

He's killed too many people tonight.

The gamblers at the table first, after getting used to the pai gow and chips, no longer ask whether the money is clean or not.

Gather ten into hundreds, gather hundreds into thousands.

After a few more explosions of that scale just now, Mo Ye felt that he would be able to earn back his former net worth.

He almost wanted to go back again, and even directly asked the Holy Book to redeem the Big Killer Weapon to earn points.

"Redeem ......"

The word 'exchange' had been exported, and the list in the Holy Scripture had already revealed the page of 'explosives' in Mo Ye's mind.

There was a red glow in his eyes.

This red light is like when the defense team was slaughtered in the desert in "Resident Evil III".