Closing the curtains, as soon as Han Lie's mind moved, the ball jumped out of his sea of consciousness and was suspended in front of him, flashing in circles of clear light.

Every flicker of clear light would make Han Lie's heart tremble slightly.

As the aperture continued to beat, the frequency became faster and faster, and after reaching a pole limit, Han Lie's eyes went dark.

Sunlight filtered through the curtains in the bedroom, and the large room was empty.

…………

Han Liefu regained consciousness, and what he saw was a gray concrete wall, and he looked around and found that he was locked in a closed cell.

He leaned against the corner, surrounded by a foul smell, and there were three other people in the cell, two white and one black, none of whom looked Chinese.

Han Lie's heart froze, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he found that the thick True Yuan in his body did not move at all.

At this time, the three people standing next to the iron gate noticed his awakening.

One of them, a tall, muscular white man, walked up to him with applause: "Hey, look who this is, an ugly yellow-skinned monkey, aha, how did you get to Las Vegas?" ”

The accent mixed with slang made Han Lie a little unable to understand what he meant, but he still heard the key words clearly, which did not prevent Han Lie from feeling this malice.

Standing up, Han Lie straightened his collar in obscurity and did not respond to the provocation of the white strong man, which angered him.

Looking at Han Lie's height that was a head shorter than himself, the white strong man's playful smile turned into hideous, "Hey! Uncle Brian is talking to you, are you looking for a beating? ”

After spreading out his divine sense and having a general understanding of the surrounding environment, Han Lie smiled at the white strong man, ". You. Mother. Yes, white pig! ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped him lightly.

Tibetan Tantric Nyingma School Peerless - Flame Knife!

The invisible knife slashed through the neck of the white man, and his hands immediately drooped suddenly, and suddenly he stopped moving, and stood there in a daze, his eyes losing a divine light.

Another white man was standing behind him with the mentality of watching a good show, and at this time he felt that something was wrong.

Glancing at Han Lie vigilantly, the skinny white man stepped forward and patted the strong man's shoulder, "Hey, dude, what's wrong with you?" ”

Poof! At his beat, the strong man's head rolled to the ground, and at the broken neck, a column of blood rose to the sky.

Stiffly touching the blood splashed on his face, the thinner white man did not react for a moment, but the black man behind him was the first to let out a terrible scream: "Ah!! ”

The black population shouted indiscriminately, "Oh! Oh my God! You killed him, you killed him! Oh! Oh, my God! Help me! Mr. Police! ”

Flashing next to the black man, Han Lie frowned and said, "If you don't quiet down again, then you will be the next one to die." ”

Hearing his threat and seeing his strange skills, the black man's heart beat violently, raised his hands, and shouted: "I surrender, I admit defeat, I didn't scold you, I'm not a racist." ”

The thin white man was already paralyzed on the ground, so frightened that he couldn't even shout, Han Lie didn't pay any attention to him, and asked the black man, "Okay, please answer my question now." ”

The black man hurriedly nodded his head again and again, "Okay! Good! Sir, just ask, and I will answer truthfully. ”

At this time, the policemen outside the cell were already alarmed, rushed to the door, and shouted at Han Lie: "What are you doing, raise your hands, don't move!" ”

Han Lie ignored it and asked the black man, "What year is it now?" Which place is this? ”

The black man felt a wave of absurdity in his heart, but he did not hesitate for even half a second, "Today is June 2, 1959!" This is the Las Vegas District Police Department in Nevada, United States of America. ”

The policemen outside the cell opened the door at this time, and two policemen came in, raised their pistols and shouted to Han Lie: "Kneel on the ground, hold your head in your hands, now, immediately!" ”

The corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, Han Lie disappeared in place in an instant, the two policemen felt their hands loosen, and when they looked again, they saw that the two pistols had been grabbed by Han Lie in his palm.

Crunch! Crunch! After holding the pistol with both hands, rubbing it lightly, and crumpling it into a ball of scrap metal, Han Lie said disdainfully: "Gentlemen, this kind of toy is of little use to me. ”

Looking at each other, the two policemen couldn't help but show a ghostly look, and the one who was closer to Han Lie immediately pulled out a baton from his waist: "Don't come here!" Hold it! ”

At this time, more policemen rushed outside, and Han Lie suddenly became impatient, thinking: "I haven't figured out what kind of world this is, it's too troublesome to get into trouble with the police now, I'd better run away first." ”

Looking back, before the police could react, Han Lie walked past the skinny white man lying on the ground and walked to the wall of the cell with iron windows.

Looking at Han Lie suspiciously, the black man muttered, "God, what does he want to do?" ”

In the next second, under everyone's incredulous gaze, Han Lie slammed his fist on the wall, and after a loud "bang", a storm of dust rose in the narrow cell.

Covering his mouth and nose, he shook his arms vigorously to drive away the lime, and when the dust cleared, everyone was stupid.

I saw that there was a huge hole in the concrete wall, and Han Lie had disappeared.

Just when the Las Vegas Police Department was jumping around, Han Lie came to the crowded street, where the traffic on the street was like a dragon, and the neon lights were flashing, showing prosperity.

For a moment, Han Lie was a little dazed, and he came to a corner of an alley where no one was around.

Suddenly, a puff of black-red smoke dispersed, and in front of him, a man with black hair and red skin and a scar on his left eye appeared out of thin air.

Han Lie's pupils shrank, and with his eyesight, he didn't even notice how this person appeared.

There are only two possibilities, the first is that the speed of the person who came was beyond his imagination and beyond the limit of his eyesight.

Han Lie immediately dismissed this possibility, because even his divine sense hadn't spotted this person before he appeared, unless he had the speed of light.

In this case, there is only a second possibility, this person can teleport.

True teleportation, not the visual deception that Han Lie achieves with the help of fast movement.

Looking at this man who looked very similar to the legendary demon and had a triangular tail behind him, Han Lie thought to himself, "Could it be that I have traveled to the world of Western mythology this time......

The person who came chuckled at Han Lie and said, "You are very strong, would you like to go have a drink with me, my dear compatriot, Xiao will welcome you very much." ”

His brows furrowed, and he opened up again, and Han Lie also smiled, "Why not?" Honestly, I'd love to have a glass of champagne right now, maybe you can offer it for free? ”

The demon man tugged at his collar and held out his hand, "Of course, please grab my hand, I can save you all some time." ”

Han Lie took a look, and after hesitating for a moment, he stepped forward and grabbed his right hand.

Swish! With a soft sound, a circle of smoke spread out again, and the alley was suddenly empty, where there were still two figures.

Han Lie felt a flower in front of him, and then came to a richly decorated hall, with bright lights all around.

Teleportation indeed! Han Lie let go of the demon man's hand, and this thought came to his heart subconsciously.

A man in a suit and a well-dressed lichen, sitting on a sofa in the hall, fiddling with an unknown bottle of foreign wine, was not surprised by the appearance of the demon man.

But looking at Han Lie's gaze, he was full of interest, and he asked, "Asazuo, this yellow-skinned gentleman, is also our compatriot?" ”

The demon man nodded and said, "Just now, when I was passing by the police station, I found him, I thought you might welcome him, so I invited him to Hellfire as a guest." ”

With a bigger smile, the man in the suit stretched out his hand to Han Lie and said, "Hello, I'm Sebastian Shaw, the owner of the Hellfire Club, and welcome to you." ”

Han Lie shook his hand and replied, "Han Lie, you can call me Han, from China, I am honored to meet you, Mr. Xiao." ”

It wasn't until the man in the suit in front of him introduced himself that Han Lie finally determined where he had come - the world of the Hollywood comic book adaptation of the movie "X-Men".

Sebastian Shaw, mutant, master of the Hellfire Club, nicknamed "The Black King", the villain of the X-Men world, and the conspirator.

Asarzo Demon, mutant, member of the Hellfire Club, nicknamed "The Red Devil", Shaw's henchmen.

Recalling the information of the two in his mind, Han Lie said in his heart: "It looks like it is in the movie "X-Men First Battle", if it is correct, there should be two mutants - the White Queen and the Torrent. ”

At this time, Xiao snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "China, hmm...... A distant and mysterious country, so Han, from a mysterious country, would you mind showing your mutant abilities? ”

Seeing that they had mistaken themselves for mutants, Han Lie didn't defend himself, and happily replied, "Of course I can, I have super strength, super speed, and I can also send out qi blades that are sharper than steel knives. ”

As he spoke, he lightly stepped on the floor, stepping on the marble floor with a footprint as deep as a dozen centimeters.

Then, he ran around the hall at a rapid pace, and finally, a flaming knife slashed the bronze ornament in the corner of the other end of the hall in two.

Bang Bang Bang! Xiao applauded vigorously and said in admiration, "What a powerful ability, Mr. Han!" Impressive! ”

Bending over, Xiao bowed and gestured, "Please sit down, Mr. Han, Asazzo, please bring another cup over, and then find someone to deal with it." ”

The Red Devil nodded, took a glass for Han Lie, and disappeared into the hall.

Adding half a glass of wine to Han Lie, Xiao picked up his glass and said, "Let this mellow champagne wine come to witness our gathering today, please, Mr. Han, let's have a toast." ”

Smiling modestly, after clinking glasses, Han Lie took a slight sip and praised, "It's really delicious...... Why don't you open the skylight and say your intentions directly, Mr. Xiao. ”

Hahaha, Xiao asked, "Open the skylight and say something?" Is this your Chinese proverb, very interesting, in that case, Mr. Han, can I kindly invite you to join our Hellfire Club? ”

The so-called Hellfire Club is an international organization where the elite of the global society gathers.

It is mainly controlled by some mutants who feel that their mutant ability and social status are far beyond ordinary people, and to this day, the members also include big businessmen, nobles, high-ranking officials, etc.

The club is made up of a core group of a small number of highly influential people.

The members of the inner circle are named after the chess pieces: black or white kings, queens, bishops, rooks, and so on.

Sebastian Shaw, who is now at the helm of the club, is nicknamed the "Black King", while another core member, Emma Frost, is nicknamed the "White Queen".

For Han Lie, who didn't have any plans for the time being, the Hellfire Club was a good place to live, so he bowed his head and said, "Why not, I'd be happy." ”

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