Little Naughty was in the long line, in front of them were mutants waiting for drug injections, and she could tell at a glance that most of the mutants here were the lowest-level Epsilon mutants, and most of them had very obvious signs of mutations, some had horns on their heads, some had several hands, and some couldn't even walk upright.

It's like a circus.

An alpha-class mutant like her, who has no obvious mutant characteristics, can't be seen in this team at all, and at a glance, it seems that she is the only one.

Beside the line, heavily armed policemen stood out with their weapons in their hands, and farther away from them were opponents holding up signs of all sorts and shouting gibberish voices.

"Traitor!

"You think you can be them!

"They're going to eat you, and there's not even a bone left!"

"Come back, fellow citizens!

Or scolding, or threatening, or pleading, all kinds of voices poured into the ears of these mutants waiting in line for injections, and the little naughty turned her head to see that the mutants around her were all gloomy, some lowered their heads, and some wrapped themselves in masks and scarves.

This seems to be a very shameful thing.

"Why?"

The little naughty couldn't help but ask a gray-haired old gentleman next to him, "Why do people reject this matter so much?"

This old gentleman should be regarded as the mutant in the queue with a relatively low degree of mutation, the little naughty can easily feel the weak strength in his body, and if you look closely, his eyes are vertical pupils like beasts, and yellow eyes, which look like snakes.

Hearing the little naughty question, the old gentleman smiled:

"Of course there will be rejection, and no mutant in their right brain will come for this treatment... Little girl, you don't really think that if you become an ordinary person, they will accept you, right?"

Without waiting for the little naughty to answer, the old gentleman shook his head and said softly:

"Look at their eyes, the contradiction between mutants and ordinary people has existed for a long time, they only accept us now because they need to use us as an example to inspire more mutants to abandon their camp and join them, if the mutant side loses, we who have changed will still be despised, we will still be ridiculed, we will still be squeezed into another camp. ”

He turned his head to look at the little naughty and said very seriously:

"It's just a scam!"

"What about you? Why did you come here when you knew it was a scam?"

The little mischievous looked at him suspiciously and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to do here?"

"I'm just a poor man who can't resist fate. ”

The old gentleman said with a somewhat gloomy expression: "I was originally a doctoral supervisor in sociology at the State University of New York, I have a very happy family, I have my children, I have my relatives, but in a previous accident, I was activated by the X gene, I became a mutant, and at the age of 70, I became a monster." ”

A flash of pain flashed across his face:

"So I'm not here to conspire, little girl, I just want to change back to my original identity, but in the time I have been a mutant, I can see it clearly. ”

He looked at the little naughty and said very seriously:

Do you really think that after I become an ordinary person, my reorganized family will accept me again? After I become an ordinary person, will I be able to get my job back again? After I become an ordinary person, will I be able to return to my previous life?"

"No, it can't be. ”

The old man raised his head and looked at the slow-moving team in front of him, and he whispered, "I just want to die a dignified death as a human being, that's all, those who have lost can't be taken back." ”

He turned his head to look at the little naughty, and a peaceful smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and he persuaded:

"Little girl, you should be a high-level mutant, listen to me, whatever you want, you can't get it here, it's just a pathetic conspiracy, look around you, those who are willing to accept handouts are some weak people who can't survive in modern life at all, they don't have the strength to resist fate. ”

"Do you know what that means?"

"The will of the mutants has awakened, and they have begun to face up to their power and status, just waiting for one person to stand up and lead them out of barbarism, and the bigwigs of Congress think that they can dismember mutants bloodlessly in this way, they think too simply. ”

The old gentleman's cane tapped the ground, and he said to the little mischievous in a serious tone:

"Let's go, don't get in here, don't be deceived by them, you have the power to resist fate, don't let it slip out of your hands in vain. ”

He pointed to the large number of demonstrators on the opposite side and said to the little naughty:

"Look at them! Mutants want to fight for their rights and dignity, can they just rely on demonstrations? They have chosen the wrong way, history has proven countless times, if a race wants to really rise, it is impossible to achieve it without passing the test of iron and blood, son, you have to learn to hold the knife, not be deceived by them and give up everything yourself. ”

The line slowly moved forward, in the chat between the little naughty and the old gentleman, there were not many people waiting in front of them, the little naughty looked at the mutant who was receiving the injection speechlessly, the treatment process was unexpectedly simple, a row of open-air cultivation warehouse-like facilities, the mutant sat there, the operator put a bottle of yellow liquid into it and injected, and waited for 1 minute, the mutant would stand up again as a human.

Looking at the mutants who were crying with joy on the side, watching them hug and cheer, the little mischievous inexplicably thought of a sentence that was always on Cyber's lips.

"I don't save people who don't know how to save themselves..."

She looked at the Ipsisaurus mutants who hugged and cried in each other, looked at their faces with longing and yearning for a new life, and thought of what the doctor of sociology had just said to her.

At this moment, an indescribable absurdity appeared in the heart of the little naughty.

She's definitely crazy! That's why she's here, leaving everything, her family and friends, coming here and pursuing something meaningless.

These people... These guys think they've been saved? No, no, no, they just fell from one hell to another.

Her hands were clenched, and the person behind her pushed her to sit on the chair in front of her, the gray-haired old professor sat beside her, he looked at the little naughty, he felt a strong will, he smiled and stretched out his hand, let the operator next to him pierce the needle into his arm, his other hand waved, as if he was saying goodbye to the little naughty.

"Go, kid... You already know what you need, you already know where your future path is, then go and chase it bravely, don't let anyone stop you!"

"Let the world see, let the cruel fate see, how you rebelled against them, how you slapped them in the face... Goodbye, my mutant friend. ”

The operator on the other side held down the little naughty arm and tried to pierce the needle into her skin, but at this moment, a special force burst out from the beautiful girl in front of him, and the operator let out a scream, but his life force had already flowed into the little naughty body like a surging river.

The little girl stood up from the chair, she casually lifted the operator who was slumped on the ground, and in the warmth that reverberated in her body, she threw him out and smashed the rushing policemen to the ground.

"Bang"

The little mischievous lifted the steel table next to him and slammed it on the petri dish behind him, at this moment, sparks flew everywhere, accompanied by a low explosion, all the noise, all the roar, all the resistance, all the anger was quiet at this moment, and everyone in the whole square looked at the girl who slowly walked out of the flames.

She had long blonde hair with long white strands of hair in her hair, which looked full of a special beauty, a blood-dripping black devil head tattooed on her neck, and a demon pattern painted on her arms, and green magic energy wrapped around her body, keeping those bullets out of her body.

With each step she took forward, her body changed a little more, and after taking 5 steps, she had become a 2.5-meter-tall, dark green demonic horn, with a slender build, pale skin, a veiled face, and six arms holding various weapons.

Demon Incarnate - Destruction Demon Form!

The heavily armed policemen around were stunned by this scene, and those with nimble minds turned and ran, but the little mischievous only ran a few steps forward, and the six arms waved in unison at this moment, and the terrible storm of blades swept through everything, and her indifferent voice spread throughout the square in the midst of blood and flesh flying, and in the flames that rose into the sky.

"I'm not sick, I don't need to be cured! I figured it out! You're the one who is sick!"

"Vicious to the bone, incurable! You make me feel... Disgusting!"

At the moment when the flames flared up, in the crowd of demonstrations, some sneaky guys saw the opportunity, and they from various forces quickly seized the opportunity, and in an instant, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the crowd, frantically attacking those helpless policemen and operators.

Some of them chanted:

"Fellow citizens! Here's your chance! Let's ruin this place! Show them the true power of mutants!"

The crowd is blind, especially when there are many people and there is no leader, when the first person wields a bone spur into the chaotic group opposite, the second person is already eager to try, there is no shortage of scum in this world who want to make a big news, especially in this kind of chaos.

The little girl from the Devil's Gang lit the first fire, and they naturally had no scruples, anyway, the black pot had to be carried by the Devil's Gang in the end.

However, apart from being confused about some things, Naughty is not an idiot by nature, and after realizing that things are getting messy, she quickly leaves the scene, but she is not familiar with New York, so after a few minutes, she loses her way, until someone shouts at her in the darkness ahead:

"Who are you, why are you still here, come on, stay safe!"

With that, the guy turned and ran, and the little mischievous shook for a moment, and ran after that, and a moment later, they arrived at a dilapidated and abandoned church, and the little mischievous walked into it, and there were many people sitting in it, and some of them were already injured.

"Who are you?"

A woman with a colorful pendant stood in front of the little naughty and asked her with a frown: "I didn't see your emblem, are you an outsider?"

"Emblem?"

Little Naughty glanced at them, and all of them had a number on their cheeks that resembled an imprint, which looked like the mark of a prisoner, and she snorted, tilted her head, and pointed to the devil tattoo on her neck:

"I'm not going to let humans imprint the mark of a prisoner on me, I'm not like you third-rate people who are joking, you're just a symbol of humiliation, and this, it represents a power you can't imagine... Say, who are you, what are you doing here?"

She had just made a big fuss, and she was upset, and the mutant in front of her was also hit by her gun.

She snorted, clasped her hands over her shoulders, and looked at the remnants of the defeated soldiers in front of her with disdain:

"If you say that you are hiding here to wait for the time to kill them and catch them off guard, maybe I will respect you, but the problem is... Is that really the case?"