complained silently in his heart, and the old Ford on the other side opened his mouth again.

"Ahem, I'm a straight mouth, don't you mind.

In addition to apologizing, I want to tell you one thing when I call you today.

Regarding your matter, I reported to the underground shelter headquarters, after these ten days of organization, a group of mutants who want to restore ordinary people have been identified, and there is no shortage of powerful people among them, you see? ”

Speaking of the back, old Ford is also a little weak-hearted.

After all.

The only benefit to Victor of "eliminating" the mutant ability is probably the ability to choose one of the many variant abilities to hold.

But what if Victor has already selected four satisfactory abilities?

It is indeed a bit unorthodox to organize so many people to wait for the transfer of abilities without Victor's permission......

As everyone knows.

Victor's heart was happy.

The underground shelter organized a group of mutants? Batch? Oh, my God! Isn't this a special gift of money to your door!

I am excited.

The old Ford on the other side thought that Victor was angry, and explained in a hard tone.

"I'm sorry I didn't notify you in advance, but those kids really need your help, and we're willing to pay for it, and eliminating one can give you a thousand, ah no, a hundred dollars, what do you think?"

"Heh, am I the one who is short of money?" Victor's heart blossomed, and he had to pretend to be impatient: "How many people?" ”

"Probably...... There were about 100 people in total. ”

"What? A hundred?! Victor couldn't hold back his exclamation: "Damn! Are you trying to exhaust me? I ......"

"I know it's a bit difficult, Victor, but think about Avril, those little ones are not much older than Avril, they also long for a good home, save them, God will bless you!" Old Ford began to play the emotional card.

Victor pouted dismissively.

Oh, God?

If that guy was really there, why didn't Thanos show up to participate in the battle when he came to Earth?

Of course.

The heat was almost over, and Victor relented: "For the sake of the child, I agreed this time, next time there is such a thing, you must notify me first, at least let me be mentally prepared!" ”

After speaking, the corners of Victor's mouth couldn't stop grinning.

!

A hundred mutants, the rhythm of getting rich!

Old Ford on the other side naturally didn't dare to refute Victor at this time, in case he didn't do it, then he would be dumbfounded.

Even listening to Victor's "there is a next time" is a little relieved.

This young man is still very caring, but he seems to have a wrong idea for Avril, otherwise it would be perfect.

"Next time we will inform you, for your convenience, we have gathered mutants in three locations, namely Los Angeles, New York, and Nashville, where are you going to go first?"

"I'm in Los Angeles right now, you tell me the location, I'll go and solve the trouble here." Victor Road.

Naturally, the elder Ford had no objections.

The address Victor is quite familiar, it is the slum in the center of Los Angeles, where even the police rarely enter, and it is very suitable for the gathering of mutants.

Following the address, an abandoned factory was found.

It was a middle-aged man with royal blue skin who opened the door, and when he saw Victor, his eyes burst with a bright light - it was real light, and Victor's eyes hurt from Brynbling's flash.

"You're finally here! Thank you so much for your efforts to provide shelter in New York! Mr. Victor, please come here, the children are already waiting. ”

The middle-aged man led Victor, used his eyes as a flashlight to illuminate the darkness, and walked through the industrial area to the biochemical medicine warehouse at the back.

A group of beer-clad teenagers gathered here, their eyes that should have been bright but looked dull.

Victor used his night vision to sweep his gaze, and there were 23 people.

They obviously knew the reason for the gathering, and when they saw Victor appear, most of the teenagers' grey eyes resurfaced with hope, and they looked directly at Victor, but they refrained from speaking.

I think it was something that had been warned in advance, so that they didn't dare to speak casually.

Victor's originally happy mood suddenly became a little heavy.

Mutation ability is logically the trend of human evolution, but I don't know how enviable it is for a race with powerful talents in the universe to have.

I don't know how many people want to become Kryptonians, photon giants, Konoha Village residents, or descendants of the Draconians.

But why did it evolve into a phenomenon where everyone shouted and beaten?

While thinking about it, Victor silently traded them one by one, and the 23 people plus the middle-aged man led by them obtained a total of F-class mutant blood×23, E-class mutant blood×1.

Most of them are variant abilities of [F-], and the chicken ribs are not good, and 23 people are not worth the value of a middle-aged man's mutant bloodline.

Although the middle-aged man has reverted to an ordinary person, he is not disgusted with his abilities, but in order to better cover the underground shelter, he needs an ordinary person to communicate with the outside world.

Leave the only backup of the bloodline of the E-class mutants, and sell all the others to the platform.

Obtain F-level credential ×25 and plane point ×272.

In the middle-aged man's thousand thanks, Victor left the abandoned factory, but did not leave immediately, but watched from a distance, wanting to see what the middle-aged man would do next.

I don't want the middle-aged man to be vigilant here, but there is also a mutant lurking, an old woman with bruises near her eyes.

She was keenly aware of Victor's existence, and glanced at Victor from a distance, and was a little surprised when she was sure that Victor saw herself, and then she was relieved to think of Victor's ability, and nodded with a smile.

Under the guidance of the old woman, the middle-aged man and 23 children shuttled through the slums, always avoiding the areas where people passed, quietly leaving the slums, getting into three vans and driving away.

Victor asks Alice to monitor three vans, which eventually stop at three orphanages, where the children will be temporarily adopted.

Let Alice check the formalities.

Although these children have complete procedures and have their own "new identities", Alice can clearly capture the traces of forgery, and they can't withstand the scrutiny of those who care about it.

Let Alice help fix the bug.

Victor retracted his gaze and did not follow the whereabouts of the middle-aged man and the old woman - they must have been going back to a nearby underground shelter, and it was easy to cause misunderstandings by following them.

After making sure that the children were properly placed, Victor turned around, went straight to the airport to buy a first-class ticket to New York recently, and sat in the VIP lounge to wait.

The private jet "brought" from Norman is still parked at the New York airport, and when he went to Huaxia to disguise his identity, he took a passenger plane to go and return at the speed of light.

He was going to go to New York first to complete the deal and then fly to Nashville on a private jet.

If possible, I would also like to invite Lorna to New York - if she is there, there is no need for a surgeon at all, just pour a bottle of "Self-Healing Virus" and let Lorna pull out the shrapnel.

Soon it was time to register.

After several hours of flying, it was close to the early hours of the morning when I landed.

Victor couldn't stop yawning.

Although the first-class seats can be put down, they are not as comfortable as their own beds, and occasionally they have to bump in strong air currents, so they can't sleep well.

Fortunately, with the care of Daddy Sun, he is not too tired.

.。 m.