17. Truth [97/100]
"I see him!"
"He's ugly like two rotten avocados who each other and gave birth to a terrible child!"
"I want to throw up when I think of his face, what a terrible experience!"
"Hell, ma'am, there's no way you're going to sense anything hopeful from that damn place, I saw at least 14 guys lying around in the hospital beds, and I heard them moan!"
The puppet sat on the ashtray, holding the cigarette that Cyber had thrown at it in both hands, as if he were playing with a big toy, and the smoke was coming out of its ears, and the hell the hell the guy could still smoke!
Across from the puppet, chattering and mixed with all sorts of nasty words, sat Cyber and Auroro, who were listening to the "first-hand" news brought back by the puppet.
"What that moaning represents, ma'am, you'll never know, and you'll never expect to know... But I know, I can hear, they want to die, they can't, yes, it's hell, there's no doubt about it!"
Ferdy exaggerated his voice, and Cyber looked indifferent, having spent 3 years in Stryker's laboratory, and Cyber was a man who had crawled out of hell, but Auroro was different, this woman had only seen the lab destroyed by Cyber, and she hadn't really experienced despair at all.
In other words, Professor Charles protected her too well.
Ferdy added to his heart, and Auroro was silent in her chair, and after a moment, her gaze became determined,
"I'm going!"
Cyber was indifferent, flicking the ashes of his fingers, "As if you could have not go..."
A white knife bounced back and forth between his fingers, like a butterfly piercing a flower, and Cyber's gaze fell on Ferdy's, his nose twitched, and his eyes became dangerous,
"How many did you kill?"
"What?"
The puppet threw the finished cigarette butt into the ashtray with both hands, he patted the cigarette ash on his body, and asked with an ignorant expression,
"What did you say, Boss?"
"I said, how many people did you kill on the way back?"
Cyber asked again, and the puppet still looked ignorant, and he was about to tell a lie, but the next moment the sharp knife stabbed into the table at Ferdy's feet, and frightened him into cooking, and screamed,
"Three! I swear, only three! Three addicts, trying to rob a poor kid, I killed them, I'm doing good!
"Do good?"
Cyber's grim gaze looked back and forth on Ferdy, he knew that this puppet represented the dark side of Shauna's soul, a murderous maniac without the slightest moral standard, to be honest, Cyber didn't think there was anything wrong with Ferdy's behavior, but he had to warn this lawless scorpion, because sooner or later it would cause trouble for its recklessness... Even Shauna got into trouble.
Cyber hates troubles that aren't caused by his own hands, not to mention, Shauna is already a member of the Devil's Gang, she is her own.
"At least a little more restrained, puppet... Don't tell me you need soul and blood to drive... You and I both know who you are inside, and if you really want to think about that poor girl, when you don't need to, give me a look at your unscrupulous means. β
Cyber extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray behind the puppet, and the latter lowered his head a little unwillingly, struggling, but in the end he honestly said,
"Okay, Boss... I'm not going to mess around anymore. β
"Of course, it's forgivable to make a mistake once in a while... I'm not the kind of person who doesn't make sense, okay, let's not talk about that, go wake up the core, we're going to go. β
Cyber shook his hand, and the puppet's face suddenly showed a desperate joy, it quickly jumped off the coffee table and ran into the bedroom, Cyber lifted the alloy knife from his lap, and put the silver mask in his arms on the table, he glanced at Auroro, and then crossed his legs to the silent woman and said,
"You see, you and I actually know why the professor has to stuff you into this makeshift team, and frankly, I don't want to bring a drag bottle, but since you're doing okay on the boat, I'm going to warn you..."
Auroro looked up and saw Cyber's strange eyes, and then she heard the guy whisper,
"Throw aside your damned, damned, senseless mercy, I'm not forcing you to do evil, I want you to understand this, when you are truly free from the protection of the professor and see the cruel side of this world, I hope you can be stronger, and I also hope you can truly understand what the Creator has given you this earth-shattering power..."
Cyber looked at the blank expression on Auroro's face, and he felt that he needed to make it clearer, so he pondered for a moment, and said in a magnetic voice,
"The sword was born to kill, the killing itself has no meaning, I'm not a madman who will go crazy enough to kill every ordinary person, this is just a means to an end, in my opinion, including Bao Lao Zhu, you all have noble goals, but you don't know how to use the means reasonably... Oh my God, why am I telling you this,... Clean up. β
Cyber rubbed his forehead and stood up, watching Auroro mechanically load the two guns into the holsters attached to his belt, a smile on the corner of his mouth,
"Don't be so serious... Come, smile, we're going to do "good deeds". β
Ten minutes later, Cyber, Auroro and Shauna, who was wearing a sexy trench coat hood, walked out of the hotel together, Cyber put two large boxes into the trunk of the car, and then drove the rented car towards the abandoned industrial area on the outskirts of the city, in the coffee shop not far behind them, a young black man reading a magazine picked up his mobile phone and whispered,
"I saw them... Three people, yes, that's them, can I confirm that the fish and the day use to be with them * act?"
The voice on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said,
"No, keep an eye on them, wait for backup... That's a ruthless character, and you can't handle it yet. β
As the car sped into the abandoned industrial area, it was like a transition from modern society into a real hell of disorder, and Auroro, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at all this in front of him, the decaying order, the glass on the once-bright walls, the meaningless graffiti everywhere, the disgusting garbage on the streets, and the people hiding in the garbage heaps.
Having never cared about their lives or deaths, and the fact that there were some yelling guys in the streets in broken cars and the sound of gunshots could be heard in the farther blocks, everyone who lived here was amazed by Auroro, who had never seen such a mockery in her past twenty years of life.
Until he saw a few filial yo sneak attack from behind and knock down an addict and snatch his things away, Auroro closed her eyes, she leaned back in her seat, and asked a little blankly,
"Why? Why is this the way it is..."
"There is no why. β
Cyber threw the cigarette butt out of the car and gestured his middle finger at the guys on the side of the road, "This is the human society you want to integrate into, I guess, no one in the entire academy has seriously studied what human society is like except for the professor and those already miserable children?"
"Do you know what you look like to me?"
Cyber clasped the silver armor in his arms to his face and said in an urn-like voice, "It's like a group of believers who are looking forward to the coming of heaven, but they don't know that the place you want to go is not heaven at all... In this sense, Magneto is obviously much wiser than you, he is eager to smash everything and re-establish a new order, he is a "revolutionary", and if it weren't for the depth of the contradictions, I would have loved to sit and talk to him. β
Cyber let out a low laugh,
"We definitely have a lot of common language. β
"Do you think the society in which the professor advocates for mutants and humans to live in harmony will not come?"
Auroro stared at Cyber closely, but alas, after putting on the mask, she couldn't see any expression on Cyber's face.
"Zi"
Cyber stepped on the brakes and stopped outside the garbage dump door, he unbuckled his seat belt and looked at Auroro, beneath the silver twisted ghost face, there were a pair of mocking eyes,
"This is a war with a clear distinction, and you think that if you put down the sword, there will be peace?"
"It's really, silly cute..."
On the other side, 150 meters below the garbage dump, Ajax, dressed in a doctor's white lab coat, is conducting daily check-ups on his patients in this terrible environment.
Of course, Ajax is not his real name, and the wisest way to protect himself in this business is to be a non-existent person, everything is fake, so that no one knows who you are except yourself.
A woman wearing military pants, a black sports vest, a belt, and baring gloves followed behind him, unlike the urbane Ajax, Angela is a very rugged woman, the face of typical Russian characteristics is not ugly, look closely, there is a special taste, but her body is not related to delicacy, especially the muscles on her arms, she looks like a bodybuilding lady.
She had a match in the corner of her mouth, which was her habit, and it was clear from her eyes that she was a man who was used to speaking with her fists.
Ajax put down the brother power in his hand, he looked at the unconscious patient in front of him, and shook his hand, "He's useless, he hasn't been able to stimulate the mutation of the serum for 3 months, throw him out." β
Soon, three heavily armed men stepped forward and pushed the patient in front of Ajax out, although they were not wearing military uniforms, the military aura on these people could not be concealed.
"How long will it take for this shipment to be ready?"
Ajax washed his bloodstained hands from the water pipe next to him, and Angela behind him said in a hoarse voice,
"Three days, but there is not enough serum left. β
The thin-looking doctor picked up his razor and began to take care of his somewhat messy face, a fierce expression appeared in his eyes, and he took a deep breath to suppress his mood swings,
"There's no way around it, Stryker played himself to death... But his damn "Weapon X" is still here, and the Edelman alloy that promised me hasn't been delivered, damn it... There's a problem with our supply channels, Angela, you say, should I accept that invitation the other day. β
Angela didn't answer, in fact, she didn't need to answer either, Ajax closed his eyes and thought for a few minutes, he breathed a sigh of relief,
"Now that they can get enough serum... Then help me contact them, we'll leave Detroit after this shipment is shipped, I'm fed up with this damn place, look at this goddamn lab, it's like a piece of garbage!"
He spat a few words, and then, as if remembering something funny, he turned to look at Angela, who was silent like a robot,
"How's our little Wade? He's still as "stubborn" as he used to be, and he likes to talk?"
At the mention of this name, Angela's face showed a trace of disdain,
"He's dying, he's in pain, but unfortunately, those methods of yours didn't work for him... He didn't give in, and I don't think he will, and I still admire him in that respect. β
"No, no, no"
Ajax's beard was clean-shaven, he stroked his smooth chin, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,
"I never believed that a man could be indifferent to meaningless suffering, and when he was at his firmest, when he was about to break down, we just had to push lightly, and he would..."
"Boom"
With a loud bang, Ajax and Angela turned their eyes to the door at the same time, the steel gate was smashed into an obvious depression, and the next moment, the whole door was smashed open in a burst way, and the dust was flying, and two unseemly corpses with twisted necks flew out of the doorway and smashed on the ground not far from Ajax and Angela.
A figure carrying a knife stepped out of the dust, and all he saw was a flying black corner, and the silver distorted ghost face,
"Yo... Behold, the rats are having a party, sorry for breaking your door, by the way, you can call me for the first time..."creditor". β
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