When Zhang Yang was sitting on the plane to New York, in a hidden base somewhere in Canada, a fat middle-aged man with glasses was listening to the report of the person in front of him.

"Colonel Stryker, that's all we can do about the brainwave booster, and if we want to get the finished effect, we can't do it unless we ......."

The female researcher was hesitant.

"Unless what?"

"Unless we get a real brainwave booster, it's going to take at least five years for us to build the rest of the critical parts."

"Five years? That's a long time, and I can't wait. ”

Stryker's eyes flashed with a calculating look before the researcher brought a blue-skinned mutant up, looking a little dazed.

"The real brainwave enhancement machine, only Professor X has one, if you want to take it away openly, you have to find a reason, if there is no reason, then I will make one myself."

Stryker pulls out a needle and drops a few drops of yellow liquid into a wound on the back of the neck of the blue-skinned mutant.

"Kt Wagner, now follow my orders, I need you to infiltrate the White House and assassinate the president......"

The yellow fluid, the secretion that Stryker took from the head of his own son, William, can create illusions to control others.

William once used his own power to kill his mother, which made Stryker feel extremely angry, and he peeled off his own son's scalp with his own hands, making him lose the consciousness of active thinking, and became a tool that Stryker completely mastered!

Stryker is an out-and-out anti-mutant supporter.

……

Far away at the White House in Washington, the President of the United States is working in his office, preparing to receive a group of guests.

"Stay vigilant!"

"Roger, exit 1 secure."

Many security guards in black suits. Closely surveillance, protecting the president's safety.

All the guests at the guest registration office were checked, and just as a security guard turned his head, he found a man wearing a cap appearing in front of him.

"I'm sorry, it's not open to the public, if you get lost, I can send you away."

The security guard was full of vigilance, and the professionalism he had cultivated over a long period of time made him vaguely feel that there was something wrong with this man.

The man in the cap looked up, albeit with a large visor. But the other skin on the face is engraved with many strange patterns, and the face is also a little pale and abnormal.

"Please raise your hand and cooperate with our inspection!"

The security guard immediately sensed that something was wrong and immediately prepared to draw his gun.

But before he could draw his gun. The man in front of him jumped up lightly and kicked him down. This security guard only saw it. Behind this man, there is also a peculiar tail!

"Someone broke into the guest registration desk!"

Seeing the mysterious assassin's incursion, the security guard decisively raised the alarm.

"Mr. President, there is an unknown person breaking in, please leave here immediately."

A group of security guards poured into the office and protected the president from three layers inside. At the same time, the pistols have also opened the safety, and anyone who seems to be possible will be shot on the spot.

"Attention, everyone, the intruder is not alone!"

"Mr. President. We had to go to the evacuation room. ”

"No, there's an intruder in the hallway, everyone assembles in the office, and when you find the target, you are allowed to shoot it on the spot!"

These bodyguards are murderous, and keeping the president of the United States safe is their only task.

But everyone underestimated this intruder, these well-trained bodyguards didn't even hold out for a round in his hands, and a muffled snort kept coming from the walkie-talkie, and then there was no follow-up.

Everyone's faces were extremely solemn, and the president's face was also shocked.

The other party broke into the White House, and the target was clearly to find him.

"Could it be that the order I recently issued offended someone?"

The President of the United States frowned and could not think of anything.

Unbeknownst to him, this incident was planned by his subordinate William Stryker for his own benefit.

Just as everyone was looking around, suddenly a blue shadow flashed in the air.

"Shoot!"

Without anyone else to speak, these bodyguards immediately pulled the trigger.

After the dense gunshots, everyone found that the blue shadow had disappeared without a trace, and then continued to appear around, as if teleporting, and each appearance must be accompanied by the fall of a bodyguard.

"It's teleportation! Be careful, everyone! ”

An experienced bodyguard recognized that it was teleportation.

This ability becomes very tricky in street fighting, and although everyone is on alert, this figure is really difficult to figure out, and no one knows where he will appear in the next moment.

Soon, these elite bodyguards were wiped out.

With a pop, the president was pressed to the table by the guy who suddenly appeared, and then he kissed the other person's face, with many strange patterns on his dark blue skin and a strange tail behind him.

Damn mutants!

The president of the United States instantly figured out the identity of the other party, and then watched as the other party took out a dagger with a red ribbon tied to it, ready to stab at the president.

Boom!

After a gunshot, a ball of blood erupted from the mutant's body, which disappeared instantly after screaming, and fled wounded.

Just now, a bodyguard who did not pass out was knocked to the ground, and then pulled the trigger.

"Mr. President, are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

When the mutants left, the president regained his old demeanor and majesty, and then saw the dagger fall on the table, digging deep into the leather of the table.

"Show me the dagger."

"Mr. President, this thing could be poisonous ......."

The bodyguard still did not withstand the president's majestic gaze, and pulled out the dagger, and the president's face suddenly became ugly when he saw the letters on the red ribbon.

The letters on the ribbon read: "Guaranteed mutants own!" ”

Damn mutants! Dare to assassinate yourself directly!

The president's face turned ugly, then he glanced at the bodyguards who had passed out on the ground, but did not speak.

"Mr. President, what's going on here?"

When armed police outside the White House burst in, they found the house in shambles. Everyone looked at each other.

"Mr. President, I'm sorry, it was our mistake, we didn't know the other party broke in......"

The armed police, who were in charge of the perimeter security work, immediately took the initiative to take responsibility, and then the president waved his hand, and did not mean to hold him responsible.

"I don't blame you for this incident, that guy will teleport, and he can't be guarded against."

The president seemed to make up his mind and patted the bodyguard next to him on the shoulder. Satisfied.

"You've done a great job this time, you go and help me inform the military's Colonel Stryker and ask him to come and see me."

"Yes, Mr. President."

The bodyguard's heart was excited, but his face was still serious. The others looked at this bodyguard with a little envy, and couldn't hide their jealousy in their hearts.

Yas. It's just a good time. People make meritorious contributions, but they return in vain.

Soon, half an hour later, William Stryker, who came to Washington by helicopter, arrived at the White House with his new female secretary.

"Mr. President, it seems that this situation is very dangerous."

Stryker pretended not to know. Carefully look at the knife mark on the table.

"I'm sure that after this incident, some of your previous views should have changed."

"What do you want, William."

"I want you to authorize me to conduct a special operation."

The president did not shy away from talking about it as he did before. Instead, he took out a bottle of champagne and motioned to him, which Stryker refused.

"William, this is the Clay Senate, and this is William Stryker, who has been in charge of mutant affairs."

Soon, another senator who supported the mutant registration bill, Clay, arrived, and the three of them introduced each other and began to talk about the incident.

"Here's some evidence I've gathered, and I can be sure that there's a training facility in the northern suburbs of New York that specializes in training mutants."

A few photos on the table show a white building, which looks like a school.

"This is a school?"

"That's right, I'm sure, because I got it out of Magneto's mouth."

"Magneto?" The President and Clay were in unison, after all, among the troublemakers mutants, they had long heard of Magneto's name.

"That's right, it's a pity that he's being held by me very well now, and I built a plastic prison for him."

Senator Clay picked up a photo, Stryker nodded, then pulled out another and pointed to a dark shadow on it.

"It's an ejector."

"What's that?"

"I don't know, but he can take off from the basketball court at any time."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of both the president and Clay changed.

The United States does allow private individuals to legally own firearms, but it does not allow private individuals to have combat aircraft, which looks a lot like a modified Blackbird fighter.

The president stood up, thought for a moment at the window, and finally made a decision.

"Stryker, you have the right to search, detain, and interrogate mutants, but don't let me see the corpses of mutant kids at six in the morning."

This time the mutant "assassination incident" completely angered the American president, who originally held a neutral position, and this time completely sided with Stryker's side.

Stryker smiled, got what he wanted, and left the place, and the Councillor Clay chased after him.

"Stryker, I'd like to meet Magneto Eric."

"I'm sorry, Councillor Clay, this isn't a zoo, and Eric isn't what you want to see."

Clay Hospital, who was rejected, did not lose heart, and when Stryker left the place, his pupils instantly turned yellow, and then returned to normal.

If anyone who is familiar with the X-Men were standing here, they could almost guess the true identity of Councillor Clay by looking at those eyes.

Demonic Girl!

In other words, this so-called Klay Doctor Councilor is nothing more than a demon woman's transformation, and it doesn't matter where the deity is.

"This cunning old fox won't give me a chance at all."

Magneto was arrested, and the Magician has been trying to rescue him, but unfortunately Stryker has been very careful, not only building a special plastic prison, not giving Magneto the slightest chance to control the metal, but also forbidding anyone to visit, which makes the Magico unable to do anything for a while. (To be continued......)