Last night the ranch held a party to celebrate moving to a new residence and also celebrating Rojo's birthday, which was originally intended to invite the Avengers, but unfortunately Tony and the others have not been available for a while now.

Instead of inviting the Avengers, S.H.I.E.L.D. agents came back the next day, in the hazy morning.

"Ms. Ciel, you only left the day before yesterday, and there are S.H.I.E.L.D. people everywhere around here, so you don't need to come to the door yourself."

In the living room of the main house, Lorna reluctantly handed Agent Hill a cup of hot coffee on the couch.

In addition to the two members of the S.H.I.E.L.D. task force standing around, there were several mutants, sitting in chairs at the table, watching everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. stand.

"Thanks, no."

Ignoring the glances around, Hill took the coffee and set it aside, expertly flipped out the tablet, and said, "I've come to see Professor Xavier, I need your help with something." ”

Lorna took a sip of coffee and said speechlessly: "It's only five o'clock, and the cattle and sheep in the pasture haven't woken up." ”

"I'm in a hurry."

Hill flipped through the files on the tablet, not in the mood to bother with the sarcasm of Lorna's words.

In the early hours of this morning, she got up when she received a notice from her superiors. Fury, but sent it directly to Nick from the Security Council. At the same time, Fury also sent it to the intelligence group, which shows how urgent it is.

"You're the busiest organization in the world, and there's something urgent to do all the time, understand."

At the table, a mutant spoke coldly, his tone full of sarcasm, causing the standing task force members to frown.

"It's just that no matter how busy you are, you haven't forgotten to remove some of the obnoxious guys near the ranch, who are doing nothing every day with taxpayers' money, and they are really busy."

At this time, Charles. Xavier was pushed in by Rojo, followed by Logan, and he said, "Okay, Lorna stays, you guys go out first." ”

Several people nodded to their feet, and as they passed by the task force, they inadvertently bumped them on the shoulder.

Rojo saw it in his eyes and didn't say anything, even if he moved out of Hell's Kitchen, there was still vigilance and disgust towards S.H.I.E.L.D. inside the base.

He looked at Maria on the couch with a cold face. Ciel, asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?" ”

"Something to do with Hydra's last lab?"

Logan. Howlett's first thought was of the labs, finding the Psychic Scepter and other test subjects, but that was the primary goal at the moment.

"No, that mission is still under investigation."

Hill's words were disappointing, and I suddenly didn't want to listen.

However, her next sentence made people raise their heads again, she said: "This mission is also related to mutants, according to reliable intelligence sources, there is a group of mutants in the Middle East, they have caused a lot of damage and damage to the locals in three months, and have also stolen several important military supplies." ”

Logan was stunned, "A criminal gang dominated by mutants? ”

"I didn't expect there to be mutants in the Middle East."

Rojo raised his eyebrows, he was not surprised, but surprised, after all, mutant crimes are very common, not every mutant is a good person, and some evildoers, what he was surprised by was that there was a mutant gang in the Middle East.

"Hmm."

Agent Hill nodded, and released a video projected on the wall, showing several normally moving vehicles, suddenly overturned in place, and then several people rushed out of the roadside, pulled the car door with their bare hands, lifted a box of goods and ran, and subdued several gunmen with their bare hands.

"It doesn't seem to have much to do with mutants, how can you be sure they're not genetically mutated, or injected with some kind of superserum?"

After reading it, Lorna was a little dissatisfied, the video content is very small, and it can't be judged that it is a mutant just based on a matter of more than a minute, which is obviously biased and discriminatory!

"I'm sorry for the discomfort I caused, but I don't discriminate or prejudice, I just think they may be related to mutants, after all, few organizations can gather so many superpowers."

Hill's apologetic explanation, while zooming in on part of the frame, focuses on one of the people, and gives a close-up.

I saw that in the picture, the soldier who fell to the ground took out the pistol on his waist and tried to shoot, but the muzzle of the gun was inexplicably distorted, this detail is difficult to detect if you don't look carefully.

"What are you trying to express?"

Rojo wondered.

"I just want to tell you that the enemy this time is not simple through the characteristics of these people on the scene, but I still hope that you can assist S.H.I.E.L.D. in investigating the organization."

Agent Hill put away the tablet and looked at Charles, who had been silent. Xavier, "What do you think, Professor?" ”

"Mutants may be involved in this, and that does have something to do with us."

As Charles spoke, he looked at Rojo and Rogan beside him, and asked for their opinions with his eyes.

"The professor is right, if mutants are really involved, we definitely can't sit idly by and watch those guys ruin the reputation of mutants."

Rojo coughed lightly twice and said with a solemn face.

Logan. Howlett also shrugged his shoulders and said, "I think so, too, there are always good and bad people in every circle, and I obviously belong to the former. ”

"On behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D., I thank you for your support."

"This is the content of the mission, as long as the location and situation of the organization are investigated, we will deal with other things, and other news will be contacted at any time."

In a certain country in the Middle East, in a more prosperous area, the sky is like ink at this time, the air is cold, there are fewer pedestrians on the street, only a majestic and simple round tower in front of a street stall, gathering crowds.

"Don't run!"

Bang!

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and a tall and thin figure wearing a gray robe and a hood, in the dim light, making it impossible to see his face, he strode towards the street, and there were several patrolling policemen behind him, holding pistols and firing into the sky, striding to catch up.

The gray-robed man looked back a few times, and seeing that there were still people chasing, he hurriedly overturned the stalls on both sides, trying to make the patrol officer slow down, and then he took the opportunity to rush into the alley on the right.

Unexpectedly, the patrol officer behind still caught up, and the gray-robed man could only continue to run when he saw this, but after a while, he stopped abruptly and was blocked by a high wall in front of him.

Seeing this, several patrol officers slowed down, crossed their hands on their waists, and gasped and said proudly: "Finally, I can't run, hurry, take off my hat for me, don't force us to do it!" ”

"Can you let me go?"

The gray-robed man's voice was low.

"Are you kidding me, or are you a fledgling young man who thinks you'll be able to walk away if you steal something?"

When the patrol officer led by him heard this, his face suddenly turned cold, his face calmed, and he pointed his gun at the gray-robed man, "I don't want to say it a second time, take off my hat, and squat down on the spot with my head in my hands!" Now, hurry! ”

"Okay, calm down, I'll do it."

The gray-robed man raised his hands and slowly lowered them to his hood.

However, suddenly, in the next second, his hands stretched forward sharply, and the gun in the patrolman's hand seemed to be pushed by a huge force, breaking free from the control of his palm, falling off and falling to the ground.

Syllable!

"What!?"

The patrol officer immediately panicked, and hurriedly squatted down to pick up the gun, but he didn't expect the gun to stick to the floor and slide directly to the rear more than ten meters away.

Several people looked at each other, looking up at the gray-robed man who raised his hand in front of them in fear, they couldn't see their faces clearly, but the shadows under the hood made this guy look more mysterious and intimidating.

"Several, remember next time, leave a line in everything."

The gray-robed man sneered and left a word, kicked his legs, and his body seemed to lose gravity, floated up, and disappeared over the high wall.

When the patrol saw the people walking away, he breathed greedily and did not forget to curse, "Damn bastard"

"This mongrel is a mutant!"

"Hurry back and report, now that the area is blocked, he shouldn't have time to leave yet!"

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