Regan the Iceman was the first to enter the Red Room, and the brown-red oak table, which had been a fierce battleground, had been cleaned up.

Put back the pen, inkwell and landline.

The documents swept on the carpet are also neatly categorized and placed on the desktop.

The windows with a good view are open, mainly for air circulation and the strong smell of hormones.

All in all, unless it is an experienced and observant veteran.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to detect that there was once a tragic battle involving hundreds of millions of elite soldiers here.

"You may be seated. Don't be inhibited, try to relax. ”

Luke sat behind an oak square table with his hands propped up on the table.

When he speaks, his breath is steady, his tone is brisk, and he doesn't look like he has done any exercise.

Although the White Queen's physique is slightly better than Marlena.

Coupled with the mutant's genetic activation, it has a bonus in stamina and flexibility.

But for Superman, at most, it's just the level of warm-up.

"The legendary war hero, it turns out to be so young."

Iceman Rui had a comparative mind, but after seeing the superman lieutenant general, it was like a basin of cold water poured down, and the thought of not admitting defeat was instantly extinguished.

The other party looks taller and taller than in the newspaper photos, and his cold temperament is undoubtedly revealed.

It's a strange feeling of a big man.

In comparison, Regan, the iceman who is a few years older, looks young and immature.

It was only the first time they met, and he felt that he was completely defeated.

In my heart, the BGM of the song "One Cut Plum" sounded again, as if snowflakes were falling on my shoulders.

"They're all the younger generation of the club, and the mutants with abilities around the beta level."

The White Queen stood at the table and said briefly.

Although Sebastian Shaw's racial theory is useless for the future development of mutants.

But there is one thing, he does it well.

It is to recruit club members according to the ability level of mutants.

Beta-level people like Regan the Iceman and Derek Nova belong to the backbone of the company with limited growth space and slightly insufficient potential.

If you want to become a "pawn" of the Hellfire Club, you need at least an Alpha-level ability level.

For example, the White Queen.

Speaking of which, the Alpha-level mutants in the Hellfire Club are almost all folded in Luke's hands.

Red Devil Azazzo, Steel Shell, Riptide ......

Either they were thrown into jail, beaten to death, or skewered into crayfish.

There are very few who survived intact.

This has also led to the Hellfire Club, which currently has no reliable combat power like [ ] except for the White Queen.

"Emma has said about the situation at the club, you've been with Sebastian Shaw for a while, and you've probably had some legal breaks...... Behavior. ”

Luke tapped his fingers lightly on the tabletop, his piercing eyes scanning the table.

The originally spacious reception room, with more than 20 people coming in at once, undoubtedly seemed a little crowded.

Like Regan the Iceman, and the rising star Drake stood in front, next to a young man who would not exceed twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

Many of them are dressed as hippies in rebellious attire, with exaggerated hairstyles, colorful hair colors, studs, nose rings, leather clothing, tattoos, metal chains, and so on.

Dressed like this, let alone a mutant, even if it is a normal person, he will be discriminated against when he goes outside, lest he avoid it.

"It's a bit like bringing your own cement, the non-mainstream of the village entrance, killing Matt."

Luke was unmoved, a hint of disgust flashing across his eyes.

Don't even do basic image PR, and still want to be accepted by the outside world?

"But you don't have to worry. During the Liberty Island talks, Emma specifically raised this question. After some serious discussion, S.H.I.E.L.D. decided to waive the power of investigation as a sincere sign of cooperation. ”

Glancing at the seemingly calm White Queen, Luke threw the credit to the other party.

The first thing he has to do is to reassure people, and it is not advisable to blindly use authority and take toughness.

Sure enough, some of them showed relief and gratitude.

Even Regan the Iceman subconsciously exhaled, and his tense shoulders couldn't help but relax.

There is a threshold for the Hellfire Club to recruit members, and as a small person who is not even a 'pawn', if he wants to be favored by Sebastian Shaw, he naturally has to behave.

Reagan the Iceman once froze a small area of the sea, creating an opportunity for his fellow citizens to plunder a British cargo ship.

Nova Drake, on the other hand, is an arsonist who uses fire alarms to burglarize.

Most of the members of the Hellfire Club have similar criminal experiences.

They have lost the support of their families and have no financial resources, so they can only rely on illegal means to obtain money.

Even the arrogant and cold White Queen has a black history of being a sexy dealer in a casino, dealing cards online, and cheating gamblers out of money.

"In addition, I hope that everyone can let down their guard and form an initial foundation of trust for more in-depth cooperation plans in the future."

Luke took out Konstantin's signature skill, there was no way, Zakang's flickering ability was too easy to use.

"To be honest, I have a certain level of understanding about mutants. It is indeed an irrefutable fact that you have been ostracized, discriminated against, even bullied and oppressed. ”

He paused, swept over the young faces, and continued: "But it is precisely because of this that we must be more active in fighting for equal and free discourse. ”

"A better future, a more comfortable life, a brighter future...... These should not depend on human handouts. Because, the power obtained in this way is nothing more than a kind of political correctness and a kind of implicit discrimination. ”

The White Queen deeply believes that she and Luke have reached a cooperation, not only to covet each other's body and technology.

They have fairly unanimous opinions and opinions on the future of mutants, as well as planning.

So, it doesn't matter if you don't have an emotional foundation.

The key is that their respective interests do not conflict and complement each other well.

Of course, Mr. Lieutenant General's physical strength and skill also belong to the category of pluses.

"Nakaville...... Lieutenant General. How do you think we should fight for our rights? Protest? Parade? Or do you want to build a union, choose a representative, and then negotiate with the government? ”

Nova Drake was the first to ask.

He is a thorn in his own right, habitually causing embarrassment and trouble to others.

"Changing the image, that's the first step."

Luke replied blandly as if he were dealing with a reporter's interview.

"I can understand that young people like to use exaggerated dresses and amazing words to show that they are different."

"But being unconventional and unconventional will only cause public disgust and is not conducive to mutants on the world stage."

Nova Drake was stunned, he didn't expect that the first thing he wanted to do was to comb his hair into an adult and put on a serious outfit?

"It's ...... Tidal current! Mr. Lieutenant General! If the people have a bad opinion of me because of what I wear, it can only be said that it is a pity that they are not free enough, they are not democratic enough, they do not understand the greatness of this country at all. ”

Drake is full of words, like some intellectuals on the Internet in later generations, who speak freely and keep their mouths closed.

Even when you breathe in the air, you feel the fragrance of freedom and democracy.

"Freedom, democracy...... Tell me - by the way, I don't know what your name is? ”

Luke raised an eyebrow and crossed his fingers, intending to let this guy learn about the beating of society.

"Drake, everyone calls me 'Nova.'"

Drake himself didn't realize that there was a big 'danger' word above his head, and he was still immersed in pride

"Oh, Drake, let me tell you what freedom and democracy are."

Luke unleashes the bioforce field, turning on thirty percent of its power.

The air seemed to freeze suddenly, and the invisible weight filled the room, making it feel like it was hard to breathe.

Drake, in particular, bore the brunt of the blow and was hit the hardest.

The freckled face was flushed, and a "ho-ho" sound came out of his throat, but he couldn't speak.

"See, Drake, this is the freedom and democracy you want. You can speak as much as you want, but I also have the right to choke you by the throat or even go further and break your neck. ”

Luke rose slowly, his tall figure like a majestic mountain, full of indescribable power.

"Do you still need them now?"