Glancing at the headless corpses of George and Bill, Roy shook off the eight fasts in his hand and walked towards the room where the mutants were being held.

Although there were still some guards on the third basement floor, George and Bill couldn't stop him for long, and the rest of the guards certainly couldn't stop him.

It didn't take much effort for him to kill the remaining guards and make his way to the room where the mutants were being held.

Boom!

He didn't go to the guard to get the pass card and key, and directly knocked the door of the room with the eight fasts.

After the door was knocked off, five or six young mutants dressed in white appeared in his sight.

Looking at these young mutants, whose average age was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, Roy spoke:

"My name is Roy, and I'm here to save you."

After hearing Roy's words, a blonde teenager came up to him and asked him:

"Are you an X-Men?"

"Yes, I'm an X-Men."

As soon as Roy finished speaking, the young mutants in front of him showed expressions that were indeed like this.

"Alright, don't waste time, I'll take you out now."

With that, Roy turned and left the room.

After rescuing the mutants who were imprisoned in the other two rooms, Roy took out the call headset and put it on, and said slowly:

"I've rescued all the mutants on the three underground floors."

Soon, Wolverine's voice sounded from the headphones.

"We're almost done here."

"Okay, let's gather in the lobby on the first floor."

With that, Roy removed the headphones and threw them back into the system space.

Ground floor lobby.

After bringing the young mutants rescued from the third basement floor to the lobby on the first floor, Roy took out clean water and a clean towel from the system space and began to clean up the eight fasts stained with blood and minced meat.

In the midst of a messy lobby, more than a dozen young mutants gathered in a corner with uneasy faces.

And a few meters away from them, a young man of no less age was cleaning his blood-stained mace.

Except for the sizzling sound of short wires and the sound of water cleaning maces, the lobby was a little eeriely quiet.

I have to say, such a scene, how weird it looks.

If you are a person who doesn't know the inside story, when you see such a scene, your first reaction is definitely that Roy kidnapped these young mutants.

Wolverine and Cyclops didn't keep Roy waiting long.

As soon as he had cleaned up the eight fasts, they led the mutants on the second basement floor to the lobby on the first floor.

Seeing the other mutants gather in the corner with a worried face, and Roy wiping the eight fasts with a towel like a nobody, Cyclops couldn't help but frown.

Roy did rescue the mutants from the third basement.

But it's clear that the mutants he's rescued are now afraid of him.

Although he knew that Roy would not deliberately intimidate these young mutants, Cyclops still felt that Roy was not doing a good job.

"Can't you go back and wash your eight fasts?"

Cyclops said to Roy.

"Why do you want to clean it after you go back, it's idle now anyway."

Roy replied.

Forehead......

Cyclops was stunned for a moment, not expecting Roy to answer himself like this.

"Don't you think you look like a perverted murderer like this?"

"Look at them, they're all scared by you."

Cyclops continued.

"Correct you, they weren't scared by me, they were scared by the corpses on the road."

"Besides, I'm not much older than them."

"I think their mental capacity needs to be improved."

Roy said with a serious face.

Although the corpses that those young mutants saw were all made by him.

But this did not prevent him from feeling that the psychological quality of these young mutants was not good.

I was just scared to this when I saw some miserable dead bodies on the way out.

Roy didn't know what kind of superpowers these young mutants had.

But one thing he was sure of was that none of these mutants had the potential to become warriors.

"You ......"

Cyclops wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and shook his head helplessly.

After seeing Cyclops shaking his head, Wolverine quickly said:

"Let's get out of here first."

"It's too late to leave, and the institute is already surrounded."

Roy said quickly.

Although he was cleaning the eight fasts just now, he did not forget to perceive the situation in the vicinity with the domineering appearance of seeing and hearing.

Both the front and back entrances of the institute are now surrounded by people from the Washington police and other official agencies.

Not only that, but several neighborhoods in the vicinity have also been cordoned off by officials.

If it weren't for the lack of time, it is estimated that the officials would have already begun to evacuate all the residents in the three nearby blocks.

"It's really worthy of being an official person, and it's fast to come."

Although he had guessed this situation before leaving, it did not prevent Wolverine from complaining now.

"Both of you have more experience than me, so I'll leave the negotiation to you."

With that, Roy threw away the towel in his hand and put the cleaned Eight Lents back into the system space.

Wolverine and Cyclops exchanged glances.

Cyclops then left the institute alone and walked towards the main entrance of the institute.

As Cyclops left the lobby, Wolverine said to Roy:

"Didn't the professor tell you what to do in this situation before you left?"

"Actually, the professor didn't tell me exactly what to do, he just gave me some hints."

Roy replied.

"Hint?"

"What hint did the professor give you?"

Wolverine continued.

"The professor told me that I was a minor."

"What adults can't do, minors can do."

Roy replied quickly.

After hearing Roy's answer, Wolverine reacted quickly.

After a few seconds, he continued:

"I hope I don't have to be a minor."

"I hope so, too."

Roy replied.

After exiting the main building of the institute, Cyclops walked straight towards the main entrance.

Soon, he came to the main entrance of the institute.

After glancing around at the Washington police and the man in black who didn't know which agency he represented, he spoke:

"I'm Scott Summers, the captain of the X-Men."

"This institute has secretly captured and imprisoned more than a dozen mutants, and conducted a series of inhumane research, and we are here to rescue them."

"Who is your top person here?"

Behind Cyclops, a black man wearing a black trench coat and an eyepatch in his left eye came up to him and said to him:

"I'm Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Nick Fury?

Upon hearing Nick Fury's words, Cyclops immediately frowned.

Although he hadn't met Nick Fury before, after hearing that the other party was the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he knew that this time the matter would be more difficult to solve than he imagined.