The visitor was always hidden under a wide robe, so that no one could see his true face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When the catastrophe heard the other party deny that he was Magneto, his hanging heart let go.

In his opinion, as long as it wasn't Magneto's pervert, there was nothing to be afraid of other enemies, even if it was a mutant, would it still be the professor's opponent with him?

Soon, however, the Havoc uncovered a very important problem.

"That's not right! The professor is a powerful telepath, and he says it's Magneto, and that can't be wrong. The palm of the cataclysm lit up red.

It was a harbinger before he launched the Gathering Energy.

When the man saw this, he did not stop, but took off the hood that concealed his appearance, revealing his true face.

It was a familiar face, handsome, with a cynical smile, only with an angular helmet on its head.

Professor X saw the three of them, and exclaimed at the same time.

That man's face was so familiar!

This caused an indescribable fear in the hearts of Moira and Havoc.

The two of them couldn't help but look at Professor X, as if they could find the truth in Professor X.

Professor X, on the other hand, quickly returned to normal, except for the initial surprise.

"Are you...... Magician? Professor X opened his mouth and said a name that surprised everyone.

"Magician? Is that a female mutant who can change her appearance freely? Moira looked at the man again with a sense of realization.

"Demonic Girl? Hehe......" The man sneered.

The atmosphere that had eased slightly also disappeared with this burst of sneering.

"I don't care who you are, don't take another step forward, otherwise, you're welcome." The catastrophic gaze is fierce.

He and the Demon Girl are also old friends, but from the momentum of the person in front of him, he didn't notice anything similar to the Demon Girl at all.

After affirming this, the catastrophe no longer had any worries.

He's in charge of keeping Professor X safe, putting everything behind, even if his instincts are wrong, but in the absence of friend or foe, he'd rather be injured by mistake than make a mistake.

Havoc has the ability to absorb cosmic energy, take it as one's own body, and can allow energy to radiate from all parts of the body.

Compared to his younger brother, Cyclops, Havoc's ability to harness energy has reached the point of perfection.

After issuing the ultimatum, the catastrophe did not hesitate any longer, and the red energy in the palm of his hand converged into a bundle, turning into a wave of energy, shooting straight towards the comer.

The man was indifferent, his pace was as fast as ever, and the only thing he did was to reach out his palm and hold the red energy wave against the palm of his hand.

This guy actually forcibly withstood the energy laser of the catastrophe, and at the same time, the other hand turned into an iron fist and smashed into the chest of the catastrophe.

The catastrophe lowered his head, only to see a huge hole in his heart.

"Havoc!" Professor X shouted.

He pressed his index and middle finger against his temple, allowing his brain waves to amplify infinitely, trying to control the man's movements.

Unfortunately, Magneto's helmet shielded him from all telepathy, and he couldn't stop the powerful and fatal punch anyway.

"Professor X, it's your turn now." The man completely ignored the catastrophe that had fallen, and the fierce light in his eyes was like a sharp blade, shooting straight at Professor X.

Unable to use mind control abilities, Professor X is inferior to ordinary people, at least, ordinary people can still turn around and escape. And the professor who has lost the ability to act can only wait for death.

"Stop!" Moira pulled out her pistol and pointed it at the man: "Whoever you are, this is the CIA headquarters, and if you do this, you will only get yourself in trouble." If you go now, it's still too late. ”

The man just sneered, ignoring Moira.

"Leave me alone, you're no match for him, get out!" Professor X exclaimed.

How could he let the woman he loved die for nothing.

Moira ignored the professor, who, as a senior CIA agent, had long put life and death on the line.

Professor X had no choice but to give up his mind control over the man and instead control Moira and let her escape.

The man ignored Moira, who was under control, and stepped forward: "Professor X, now it's finally just you and me. ”

"You're not a Shapeshifter, who the hell are you?" The man's face was already close at hand.

Professor X could even see the pores on the other person's face.

It was a familiar face, familiar and unfamiliar, because it was Professor X's own face.

"I won't tell you!" The man opened slightly, spitting out a few words.

At the same time, the iron fist had pierced Professor X's chest, and blood was flowing all over the ground along with the broken organs, and Professor X didn't know who it was until he died, and how did he know that he would be here.

Death to Professor X!

With a bang, the office door that had been closed by Moira was kicked open.

Heavily armed guards swarmed one after another.

In just a few seconds, dozens of guns had locked on all his whereabouts.

"Don't move, raise your hands above your head, you have the right to remain silent, but your words will be evidence in court." A commander-like figure shouted.

But when he saw the two dead on the ground, he was shocked.

He is no ordinary commander, and he knows a thing or two about the famous Professor X.

At this moment, after he saw Professor X's gradually distracting eyes, and the huge blood hole in his chest, he immediately realized that he had underestimated the strength of this unknown intruder.

A minute later, a huge explosion occurred in the CIA building, killing everyone inside, including Moira.

"Boss, is it worth it?" A kilometer away from the site of the explosion, a man dressed as an Indian, sitting in a Cadillac, looked at the still burning building outside, and seemed preoccupied.

Beside him, the man who looked exactly like Professor X sat in the passenger seat.

He rested his feet in front of him, sat comfortably, and leisurely drank the amber wine in his glass, enjoying the explosion outside the car window.

Seeing that the boss didn't speak, the man dressed as an Indian said anxiously: "Boss, Professor X is from the same camp as us, and if you kill him like this, aren't you helping our enemies?" ”

The man said, "It's just an NPC, what's the big deal." Didn't the people of the Wolf League also want to get ahead of us, take away the helmet of Magneto hidden in the White House, and launch an assassination attempt on Professor X? Besides, isn't that an important part of our plan? ”

"But......" The man considered his words for a while, and then said carefully: "But the people of the Wolf Alliance are not dead yet, we will implement that plan now, and if it is not good, we will give the other party a chance to turn the tables." (To be continued.) )