Hellfire Club?

Anthony couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he heard this, and he was slightly stunned. As a traverser, this famous name, how could it be that you haven't heard of it. But isn't this a mutant organization? What does it have to do with the top elites?

It may not be clear from Anthony's face whether he knows about the Hellfire Club or not, so General Soth gave a brief introduction.

After General South's introduction, Anthony learned that the Hellfire Club in the original American world was far from the Hellfire Club in the X-Men in his memory.

The Hellfire Club, which originated in continental Europe in the 18th century, was founded by a group of social elites. (Actually, General Soth is talking nonsense, what he calls the so-called social elite is actually a group of prodigal sons, but he himself is a member of this Hellfire Club, and of course he has to maintain the face of their club.) ）

In the beginning, there were quite a few mutants in the club, after all, in the 18th century, there were a lot of mutants and paranormal abilities that could not be solved. These mutants and anomalies also have considerable power in this club with their inexplicable abilities.

Of course, they also used their abilities to bring the Hellfire Club to the top, which is actually a mutually beneficial relationship.

However, due to the hereditary nature of the Hellfire Club, many of the descendants of mutants and supernatural beings may not have their abilities.

As a result, the Hellfire Club slowly began to move away from the pursuit of powerful mutants and abilities. Instead, they began to increase their pursuit of those with considerable power and influence to join. So much so that by now, the Hellfire Club has developed into an international organization where the world's elite gathers.

"Is this Hellfire?" Anthony held his chin in his wine glass and muttered as his eyes wandered.

"Yes, this is the Hellfire Club," General Soth said with a smile, "How's that?" Anthony, are you excited? ”

"Of course Xinjin, a global elite organization, who would refuse?" Anthony put down his glass and said in a deep voice to General Soss, "So, General Soth wants to recommend me to join this club." ”

"Yes, it's just that I'm also an ordinary member, so all I can recommend is for you to be a probationary member, and there is still a certain period of probation." After General Soth finished explaining, he stared into Anthony's eyes and said in a deep voice, "Now you need to tell me, what is your choice?" ”

"I don't seem to have a reason to refuse."

Bidding farewell to General Soss, Anthony began to arrange the handover with the military scientists. By the time all this is done, it's already dark, and I'm ready to make a cup of coffee and continue with some unfinished work. Anthony's mother in this world came to Anthony's office with a dinner she had made herself.

"Anthony, are you still busy?" Gently placing the plate on Anthony's table, Serena asked softly.

"Mom, why haven't you slept so late?" Anthony hurriedly put down the coffee cup and helped Solena put the dinner on his table one by one.

"You know it's late," Serena nodded Anthony's forehead angrily, "You should rest early if you know it's late." ”

"Isn't there something left unattended," Anthony said with a smile.

Serena is also a strong woman, so she understands Anthony very well, so she didn't smile and didn't say anything anymore, until she put all the dinners she made herself on Anthony's table one by one, she patted Anthony on the shoulder, and said seriously: "Things are busy, and the body is the most important thing." Rest early. And also...... Don't do everything yourself, remember, you still have family. ”

Although Anthony tried his best to hide it in order to avoid his family's worries, not only did he arrange his family in a room with very good soundproofing that night, but also added some sleep medication to their dinner.

But whether it was the messy neighborhood the next day or the news broadcast on major television stations, the family knew how much of a riot had taken place at Caesar's Palace that night.

"I know Mom, you should rest early." Anthony was silent for a moment, then nodded with a smile and personally sent Serena out the door.

Family? There is a feeling of family caring...... That's nice!

After an all-night run of everything that needed to be done, Anthony fell asleep. Perhaps because of the tension these days, Anthony actually slept for a full day, and by the time he woke up again, it was already the next day.

The military acted vigorously and resolutely, and only one day later, the military's scientific research experts arrived. Placing him in the newly vacated laboratory of the Stan Group, and handing over the relevant experimental materials, data, and samples to the other party, Anthony returned to Caesar's Palace again.

Not long after returning to his office, the phone from within the group suddenly rang on the desk.

"Boss, the gravitational device I set up has just fluctuated, and it seems to be caused by space shuttle. Someone who wants to enter our Caesar's Palace through space travel," Dr. Fashion reported.

"What?!" Anthony's face turned cold when he heard this, and he said coldly: "Then how did you deal with it?" ”

"I've adjusted the frequency of gravitational waves here, and I'm afraid the other party's shuttle has gone somewhere." Dr. Fashion Road.

"Excellent! This is my home, and it's not something that anyone else can get in if they want to! Anthony said in a deep voice.

Just when Anthony's side was about to put the matter behind him and continue to arrange for the purge of the remnants of Jin and his forces in various places, Anthony's confidential mobile phone specially used to communicate with the outside world suddenly rang.

"Anthony?" After answering the phone, a slightly familiar voice came from Anthony.

"Who are you?" Anthony wondered.

"I'm Magneto!"

Magneto! Anthony couldn't help but stare at him, his face turned cold, obviously recalling the man who saw him like an ant at the beginning

"It's Mr. Eric, it's been a long time, how about it? How are you doing? Anthony was silent for a moment, then greeted with a warm smile. But if Magneto on the other side is in front of him, you will find that there is no trace of a smile in Anthony's eyes.

"Anthony, why I'm looking for you, you should know very well, right?" Magneto ignored Anthony's enthusiasm and continued to speak coldly.

Clear? Of course, Anthony knew that the other party's purpose must be for the mutants who were being held in his private prison. At the same time, Anthony also thought that the person with the ability to travel in space not long ago was also sent by Magneto on the other end of the phone.

I don't know if the other party is here to save people...... Or to kill.

"Clear?" Anthony's gaze couldn't help but wander for a moment, and he pretended to be abrupt: "Oh! I see, Mr. Eric is here to negotiate with me on how to compensate me for my losses. ”

Magneto couldn't help but be silent for a moment when he heard this, and then forcibly suppressed his anger and said coldly: "Compensation!" Anthony, do you think I should compensate you?! ”

"Shouldn't it?" Anthony's tone couldn't help but turn cold.

Truth be told, Anthony does have a lot of brains about the Brotherhood's involvement in the war between him and Goldbread. We're a gangster, and you're a big organization like that!

That is, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. did not hear what Anthony was saying at this time, otherwise his office would probably have to be renovated again.

Three blocks of Manhattan in New York have been smashed into rubble by you, and you tell me it's a gang fight? Are you being funny?!

Hearing this, Magneto couldn't help but pause and continued to threaten in a cold voice: "Are you sure you want my compensation?" You know, some money is destined to be taken, but not spent! ”

"Really? Or? Let's try. Anthony said lightly.

"Good!" Magneto laughed angrily, "I hope you can remember your words today!" ”

"Is Mr. Eric threatening me?" Anthony wasn't pretending either, and said directly.

"You can think so!" Magneto said coldly.

"Then there's nothing to talk about between us, goodbye, Mr. Eric!" With that, Anthony hung up.

Lighting himself a cigar, Anthony kept his eyes on the phone on the table, knowing that Magneto would call.