On the streets of New York, inside a bar with a 'Temporarily Closed' sign on the door.

The barkeeper looked frightened, slightly cleaning the glass shards from the floor and looking up at the table in the center of the hall.

On the wooden square table full of drinks, five people in different costumes sat in a circle, and the atmosphere was silent and strange.

Caesar sat in the middle of the throne, with Charles and Eric on the left hand side and Asazzo and Logan on the right hand side.

"So, it was just a misunderstanding?" Rogan smoked a cigar and spat out clouds, seemingly absent-minded, but his eyes never took off Charles and Eric.

The instinct of fighting the wandering beast for many years, as well as the brief contact just now, told him that the two people in front of him were not simple, at least the mutant abilities were very difficult and first-class.

"He almost killed me." Glaring at Eric, Azazo gritted his teeth and touched his neck with his left hand, which was clearly strangled by steel pipe marks.

"If you still want to do it, I'll accompany you to the end." Eric clasped his hands to his chest and said coldly without showing weakness.

In any case, the other party was a person who had worked under Shang, and he even felt a little sorry in his heart that he didn't make a decisive move to kill him just now.

"You!" A cold light appeared in Azazo's eyes, if it weren't for Caesar's presence, he would have been unable to resist a long time ago, how could he sit obediently in a chair and negotiate.

The bar was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and lighting the fuse was enough to detonate the area.

"Let's calm down."

Charles clapped his palms helplessly, using his mental ability, poured each of the wine glasses on the table with wine, and moved the wine glasses in front of everyone.

It's just that Asarzo, Eric, and Logan are all a little grumpy, no one obeys anyone, and they don't give Charles much face, and they still go their own way to remain vigilant and hostile.

In this uncontrollable situation, Caesar finally spoke: "Okay, be quiet. ”

A very prosaic sentence, with no superpowers or coercion, made the three of Asazo quiet together.

Seeing this, Charles breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Caesar gratefully, and then asked in a verbal manner: "You three, why are you together?" ”

After all, no matter how you look at it. Caesar, Azazo, Logan, all three are very weird combinations.

Azazo turned his face away and took the lead: "It's very simple, I have left the Hellfire Club and choose to follow Young Master Caesar. ”

"Huh?"

Charles and Eric looked at each other, and the split in the enemy camp could not have been better news for them.

"It's true, he's like a dog."

Caesar shrugged, stretched out his hand to Logan, and introduced, "This is the drinking buddy I just met in the past few days, Logan." ”

Logan smokes a cigarette alone, he doesn't make friends easily, and Caesar is an exception.

For some reason, there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity on the other party, perhaps they are both ronins, and they have an indescribable tacit understanding between them.

"Since we are Caesar's friends, it was a misunderstanding just now, but ......," Charles changed his words and his eyes fell on Asazo, "but he used to work on Shang's side." Caesar, we hope he can provide information about the Shanghe Hellfire Club. ”

Azazo looked at Caesar, and after Caesar nodded in approval, he said in a deep voice, "Shang, what do you say...... He did everything he could, and he wasn't all open to me. During World War II, he was an officer in the Nashua concentration camp dedicated to training mutants and throwing themselves into the ranks of the war machine. ”

Azazo looked at the number on Eric's left arm, "The number mark on your hand...... You were part of a concentration camp. ”

Eric's face is gloomy, his mother is shot, his companion is buried alive, and unbearable childhood memories come to mind.

Logan threw his neck up and exhaled a puff of smoke, not to mention World War II, even in World War I, he had been used as a war machine and thrown into the war and killing between major powers. Now it is also physically and mentally tired and tired of war, so it will be like a wandering trip of the walking dead.

"After the end of World War II, Germany was defeated and surrendered, and the concentration camps were disbanded. Shang formed the Hellfire Club and secretly cultivated mutant forces in order to restart World War III. ”

Charles bowed thoughtfully: "So you intervened in the decision-making of the top level of the US military, and wanted the United States to provoke the Soviet Union and push forward the originally stalemate Cold War." But why did he do it? World war, what good is it for him? ”

Asazo spread his hands and explained, "Shang. He believed that mutants were superior to others and that it was a natural evolutionary trend, so he wanted the great powers to kill each other and take advantage of the situation to lead the mutants to rule the world. ”

Caesar, who was listening, was speechless. Sure enough, no matter which time and space, there are one or two villains who want to rule the world.

It's just that over there is the Red Skull of the Hydra Order, and here is the Hellfire Club Shang.

"Enough, none of this matters!"

Eric slapped the table and said coldly: "Tell me, Shang They fled in a submarine, where will they hide now?" ”

"Submarine......

Asazo muttered and pondered, "I remember Shang seems to have said...... That's right, the North Pole. If it was a submarine, they would drive directly to the North Pole. ”

Charles's eyes lit up and he said, "The North Pole? Quite possibly! There are no people there, and it has not yet been infiltrated by military forces. ”

Eric swiped it, got up from his chair, and walked towards the door.

"Eric! What are you doing? Charles asked aloud.

Eric said as a matter of course: "Of course it is to go to the North Pole and kill him." ”

"Come on."

Before Charles could speak this time, Asazzo shook his head and said, "Shang is even more powerful than you think, and among mutants, he is definitely one of the best." Not to mention the White Queen and Riptide, both of whom are good at fighting. Don't say you're alone, even if you add a dozen mutants, you won't necessarily win. ”

Mutants who are not trained in combat are not much better than ordinary people, and once they encounter mutants who have developed abilities specifically for combat, ten may not be able to defeat one.

"Unless ......"

Azazzo glanced at Caesar stealthily and said no more. If the young master makes a move, it is estimated that all problems will not be a problem.

"Eric, I understand your feelings, but it's not a way to be in a hurry."

Charles stepped forward, patted Eric on the shoulder, and persuaded: "First accurately lock the opponent's position, train the mutants who join our camp, and believe that we will definitely win!" ”

Eric was silent.

"By the way, I forgot to say it." Asazor added, "He will not sit idly by while you cultivate the mutant forces, and if he knows that you are recruiting mutants, he will definitely take the initiative." ”

"Rest assured. That's why I'm going out with Eric......"

Charles was just halfway through speaking, when he stopped abruptly, his face quickly turned pale, and then he looked at Eric and said in a daze, "No." Could it be that the base ......?"

"Your home seems to be gone." Caesar said calmly.