The atmosphere in the conference room was awkward.

Who would have thought that the motherland would open the door and come in directly.

And also pick this time when everyone is discussing how to deal with him.

In these people.

The most feared thing is to find Dr. Vogelbaum from the Ministry of Defense because of Edgar's death.

Now, asked by Azu.

Beads of sweat were already oozing from Dr. Vogelbaum's forehead.

Seeing this, the general in the conference room quickly stood up: "Dr. Vogelbaum is"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Azu, who was holding his hands behind his back, raised one arm and stretched out his hand to point at him.

Then Azu turned around and smiled kindly.

"Sit down."

"General."

"I'm not asking you."

"Please don't interrupt me from catching up with Dr. Vogelbaum."

Although Azu was smiling, the more he did this, the more the general felt an invisible pressure.

He looked at Wilson, who bowed his head slightly, and the general sat down.

Azu then walked around the long conference table and passed Dr. Kyle, who had an electronic prosthetic eye.

Walked all the way to the back of Dr. Vogelbaum on the other side, put his hands on the doctor's shoulders, and pressed them gently.

"Doctor, you're not young anymore."

"A fast heartbeat is not good for you."

"Calm down."

"I'm not going to eat again."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Also, you haven't answered my question yet."

Dr. Vogelbaum swallowed before he said, "Secretary Wilson hired me as an advisor to the Department of Defense. ”

"Advisor?"

Azu's gaze fell to the table, in the box in front of Dr. Vogelbaum.

Wilson and the others' expressions changed slightly, but they were quite calm.

Azu smiled faintly and patted the doctor's shoulder: "What, the Ministry of Defense is also going to study superhumans?" ”

"I don't know." Dr. Vogelbaum replied.

"I know."

Azu looked at Wilson: "So this question, Mr. Minister, can be answered, and I will allow you to speak up." ”

Wilson coughed dryly: "Motherland, you are so humorous. ”

"Yes."

"We asked Dr. Vogelbaum to lead a project."

"Extraordinary Soldiers."

"We want to make the military stronger and more competitive."

"Imagine if our army, our soldiers, all have extraordinary abilities."

"Then they will be invincible on the battlefield, and we don't have to worry about any threat."

"Our people, our children and our parents will be able to live and work in peace."

"We will build a wonderful country."

Azuhaha laughed: "That's beautiful, Mr. Minister. ”

"But with all due respect, we didn't have to worry about the threat in the first place."

"After all, we are the biggest threat."

"But don't worry, I won't interfere with you."

"It doesn't matter if you're a superhero or a super general, just like it."

Azu reached out and picked up the syringe on the table: "What is this?" ”

"Dr. Vogelbaum, this is your latest work?"

Dr. Vogelbaum's hand on his knee shook slightly, and he said, "Yes, the latest achievement of the Extraordinary Soldier Project." ”

"But at present, it is still unstable and cannot be applied to actual combat, and a large number of clinical trials are still needed."

"Really?"

Azu abruptly placed the syringe on Dr. Vogelbaum's neck.

Suddenly, everyone in the conference room, except for the Minister of Defense, stood up.

The general pointed at Azu and shouted, "What are you doing, let go of Dr. Vogelbaum immediately!" ”

"Motherland, don't go too far, this is the Ministry of Defense!"

"Let go, don't let me call someone!"

Azu looked around, and the syringe didn't mean to move away at all.

He lowered his body and smiled in Dr. Vogelbaum's ear.

"It's not really the finished product of some Extraordinary Soldier project, is it?"

"Let me guess, this is something that was researched for the sake of targeting?"

"If you won't tell the truth."

"I'll give you a shot right now."

Dr. Vogelbaum breathed heavily, his chest heaving.

Gritted his teeth.

He said in a deep voice: "I didn't lie to you. ”

"This is the latest finished product of the Extraordinary Soldier project."

"Oh?" Azu looked around, and his gaze finally fell on Wilson.

Then he laughed, removed the syringe, and patted the doctor on the shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Vogelbaum."

"Just kidding you, would you mind?"

Dr. Vogelbaum shook his head, "No, don't mind. ”

"That's great."

Azu put the syringe in the box, closed it, and put it in Dr. Vogelbaum's pocket.

"Since it's such an important thing, you have to put it away."

"If you lose it, it's a lot of trouble."

Then he walked up to Wilson with a charming smile: "Mr. Minister, back to our previous topic. ”

"I want the command of the Delta Force."

"When are you going to give it to me."

Wilson smiled: "Motherland, you want the command of the 'Delta Force', of course there is no problem. ”

"After all, you are also working for the country, and you are responsible for dangerous missions, so naturally the most elite soldiers are needed."

"But I can't give you the entire 'Delta Force,' they have all sorts of missions."

"I can only give you a hundred."

Azuhaha laughed: "The Delta Force has 2,500 people, and you only give me 100 people." ”

"Mr. Minister, this is not appropriate, is it?"

Secretary Wilson smiled.

"Motherland, I trust you absolutely."

"But no one else thinks so, and if people know that the Delta Force is all on your hands, it will cause panic."

"And I don't think 2,500 people are needed to exaggerate even for terrorist activities in the country."

"What do you say?"

Azu walked behind Wilson and picked up the Star-Spangled Banner that was placed on the side.

Smiled.

"It seems to make some sense."

"But 100 is still too little, at least 500."

"Moreover, I want these people to be fully equipped, what equipment they use now, and what equipment they will use in the future."

This time Wilson didn't bargain and immediately said, "No problem, a week later." ”

"These people will report back to you."

Azu nodded and walked out of the door.

He smiled at the people inside.

"Have a nice day, gentlemen."

Then he closed the door and left.

As soon as he was gone, the general opened the door and looked in, and then called a guard team.

Then I went back to the conference room.

Wilson was silent.

After glancing at the minister, the general said in a deep voice: "The motherland is so presumptuous! ”

"He didn't take us seriously at all!"

Dr. Vogelbaum wiped his sweat with his handkerchief and said, "But fortunately he is still as arrogant as ever, otherwise, I am afraid I would not have been so easily fooled." ”

"Mr. Minister, are we really going to hand over a 500-strong 'Delta Force' to him?" A colonel asked.

Another officer said in a deep voice: "Mr. Minister, if he has a 500-strong and fully equipped 'Delta Force', he can do a lot. ”

Only then did Wilson speak.

"Of course I know, it's not going to work."

"But we don't have a better way."

"The people of the motherland simply cannot judge him by the logic and ideas of normal people."

"If I didn't agree just now, chances are we guys have gone to God."

"I don't think he'll be scrupled by the fact that this is the Ministry of Defense."

"Anyway, before the results of Dr. Vogelbaum and Dr. Kyle came out."

"There is only one thing we can do, and that is to try to satisfy the appetite of the motherland, appease him, and stabilize him."

"Until then, try not to irritate him."

The officers in the room also knew that this was true, so they nodded in agreement.

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In a dark basement, Levine watched as Frankie offered some of his homemade bombs to several gang members, and watched as Breast Milk stitched up a wounded man's wound.

He frowned.

That night, after helping a young mother get rid of a few gangsters.

The Motherland found him.

Ask him to rescue the two men and break into them.

to find out the whereabouts of their friend, a bearded man named Butcher.

After rescuing the two men, they did not go to Butcher, but instead hid in this basement, doing the work of supplying explosives weapons to the gang and acting as doctors.

This is not what he wants at all!

"Alright, that's it."

"Remember not to touch the water in the wound recently, otherwise it will become inflamed."

Breast milk put away his tools and sorted out his first aid kit.

"Thank you." The wounded man asked his companions to take him away.

Frankie walked over and whistled, "I didn't expect you to be quite good at this." ”

At this time, he saw Levin put on his coat and walk towards the door.

Frankie hurriedly shouted, "Hey, brother, where are you going?" ”

Levine turned around and said, "Get out of here, of course." ”

"I'm going with you guys to be able to fight the Seven."

"Instead of spending this kind of life in the basement with you."

"Since you don't want to go out, then I'll figure it out myself."

"No, no, no."

Frankie hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Listen, we don't want to do this either. ”

"But we're wanted."

"Trust me, we're going to fight the Seven, but we'll have to raise some money."

"We."

The black man interrupted Frankie.

"Alright, don't lie to him."

"We didn't want to fight the Seven at all."

"What can we do?"

"What we can do is not hide like a mouse, make some money, and get out of this place."

French walked over and whispered, "Listen, Levine is our umbrella, okay?" ”

"He's a superhuman, if we don't pull him, once the Seven find him, we'll all have to finish the game."

The breast milk pushed him away and said, "So, are we going to pull him?" ”

"That's enough, Frenchman."

"Levine has done enough for us, we can't use him anymore."

Levin turned around: "What did you say. ”

Frankie hurriedly said, "It's nothing, Levin." ”

"Breast milk just misses his daughter, yes, yes, that's it."

Frankie pointed to the breast milk and said, "Do you want to live a normal life anymore?" ”

"Of course I want to, but you've seen what we're in now, and we're probably out of a normal life."

"yes, but don't forget, there's a bearded bastard who is at ease."

Frankie said angrily: "Why should we be implicated by him, we can't live a normal life." ”

"But he can live in the open, don't you say? Breast milk. ”

The black man frowned: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Let's go to Butcher, he has to find a way to get us out of wanted," Frankie said. ”

"He's got some connections, you should know."

"Anyway, that's what he owes us."

"If he doesn't, we'll hand him over to the Seven."

"And if he's willing to help, we can find Levine a companion as we like."

"Butcher definitely wants to continue to work against the countrymen."

"That's it."

Frankie snapped his fingers: "We can live a normal life, Levine can do what he likes, and until then, he can continue to protect us." ”

"Perfect!"

Breast milk nodded: "So what are we waiting for?" ”

"Call him!"

Although the two of them lowered their voices, Levine was superhuman.

His ears are more sensitive than ordinary people, and he naturally hears the conversation between the two of them.

With his back to the two, he took out his phone, wrote a text message and sent it.

*

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*

"Hello, your ice cream."

"Please take your time."

In an ice cream truck, Butcher, dressed in a waiter's uniform, took off his hat and threw it on the table next to him.

"I've had enough."

"I don't want to sell ice cream anymore."

Storm chewed gum and rested his legs on the table: "Why, isn't this a good fit for you?" ”

"Really?"

"But how do I think that selling ice cream can't bring down the people of the motherland."

The bearded man walked over, patted off the storm's feet, and sat down at the table.

Storm spread his hands: "No, but it can hide people's eyes." ”

"And, we have to wait now, don't we?"

"Don't forget, the CIA doesn't buy your account anymore."

"Poor Butcher is now a stray dog that no one wants."

"So I guess, before that starlight chick gets us Chemistry 5."

"Yes, you can only be very aggrieved and pathetic to continue selling your ice cream."

No sooner had Storm said that Butcher's cell phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it, then said, "I'll answer the phone." ”

The bearded man left the ice cream truck and made sure the storm couldn't be heard before he answered the phone.

"Butcher, did you miss us?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Butcher heard Franche's voice.

The bearded man smiled and said, "What, French, finally remembered that your father and I came?" ”

The Frenchman grinned and said, "Fuck off, Butcher." ”

"Don't say you didn't know we escaped."

"You didn't come to us, that's enough."

"Have you forgotten who we were caught for?"

Butcher took out a cigarette and took a puff, "Don't worry, good boy. ”

"Dad wants to go to you too, but I'm worried that the Seven are spying on you."

"Got it?"

At this time, the mobile phone was snatched up, and then the sound of breast milk rang.

"Damn it, Butcher."

"I don't care what you do, you have to help us get back to normal life!"

"You owe us this!"

Butcher was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll try as much as I can." ”

"I'll tell you when I have news."

"Is this your new phone?"

"Won't be tracked?"

Frankie snatched the phone again and said, "Don't worry, I installed anti-tracking software, and it'll be fine." ”

"Then wait for good news from Dad." Butcher hung up.

Then head back to the ice cream truck.

"I'm going to go out."

"Don't ask me where I'm going, I won't tell you."

With that, Butcher took off his uniform and left.

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Councillor Victoria. Newman dragged his tired body out of the car and walked towards the gate.

She was recently running an election, which left her working late almost every day to be able to go home.

And every time she got home, her daughter went to bed early.

Victoria had forgotten how long it had been since she had spoken to her daughter.

But life is like this, when you choose a career, you will inevitably ignore your family.

Victoria opened the door and walked into the living room, where she heard someone say.

"You look busy."

Victoria was startled, and just then the lights came on, and she saw a man sitting in the living room.

Azu.

Although not wearing a battle suit, Victoria recognized the native at a glance.

Azu raised his hand to his lips, made a 'silence' gesture, and pointed to the ceiling.

"Your daughter is asleep, and she is so beautiful, and this inherits your merits."

Victoria suddenly said nervously, "What did you do to her?" ”

Azu shrugged his shoulders: "What did I do?" ”

"I glanced at her through the ceiling."

"Rest assured, your daughter is healthy."

"I'm sleeping soundly now, if you don't wake her up."

Only then did Victoria put her mind at ease, and then looked at Azu: "Motherland, what do you want?" ”

Azu laughed and pointed a finger at Victoria.

"It's too easy for people to misunderstand."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you, and I won't hurt your children."

"I consider myself a reasonable person."

"So how is the matter of tracking me down the storm now?"

Victoria gave an apologetic expression: "I've done my best. ”

"However, I can't find her."

"Did your best?" Azu smiled.

Victoria nodded: "Yes, I have exhausted all the methods I know. ”

"Please believe me, motherland."

"I've done everything I could."

Azu stood up, walked over to Victoria, and smiled, "Well, it looks like you've not done enough, dear Victoria." ”

Victoria couldn't help but step back, her expression complicated, hesitating whether to activate her abilities.

Just then, she heard a voice: "Mom, are you back?" ”

No!

Victoria turned back in horror to see her daughter walk out.

"Do you have any guests?"

"Yes, I'm your mother's friend."

Azu had already walked over, past Victoria, and to her daughter, Zoe.

"Hello, Zoe."

"I'm your Uncle John."

(End of chapter)