Unlike New York's Hell's Kitchen nights, the city's North End has a more lively nightlife, plus it's a tourist city, with dense bars, neon lights and crowds on the dance floor swaying to dynamic music.

A tall, thin man, through the crowd, he squeezed through the two people, sat directly in front of the bar, patted the table, "The same as before." ”

"Joey, you haven't been at work lately? How to have time to drink every day. ”

The bartender, who knew the man, smiled and poured him a glass of golden liquor.

"I've been on vacation for a long time lately."

The man called Joey, with a somewhat low voice, was a European, and the protruding bones on the sides of his thin face were obvious.

As he drank, his eyes kept looking around, and the thick dark circles under his eyes revealed worry and fear.

"I heard your colleague had an accident?"

The bartender asked casually as he wiped his glass.

Bang!

Joey got up suddenly, grabbed the bartender by the collar, the green tendons bulging on his forehead, and gritted his teeth and asked, "Who told you!" ”

"Hey, I'm just talking about it, and besides, you said it when you were drunk."

The bartender was so frightened that the wine glass fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to push Joey, and the people around him saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull the fight, for fear that they would fight.

"I'm sorry."

Joey realized that he had lost his temper, let go of the bartender, smoothed his clothes again, and kept apologizing, "Sorry, my work has been a little out of control lately, I'll go to the back alley to smoke a cigarette." ”

Click.

In the alley behind the bar, the wind was blowing in from both ends, and Joey, who was blown by the cold wind, tightened his coat, leaned against the wall, tried to light the fire a few times, but still did not light the cigarette.

Syllable!

Until, a hand stretched out next to him and lit the cigarette with a windproof lighter, it was a tall young man, but the dim light made it difficult to see the face.

Joey glanced at him, coughed lightly, and took a big puff, "Thank you." ”

"Why don't you smoke it inside, the wind won't be polite to you in this place, you take a sip, it will smoke half a stick."

The young man asked, putting away the lighter.

"It's so stuffy in there, and besides, it always reminds me of bad things."

Joey spat out white smoke and flicked off a large chunk of soot.

The young man next to him suddenly sneered and said, "Is it because your colleagues are all dead?" ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

Joey was stunned and looked up vigilantly.

In the next second, he was stunned, and by the faint light projected from outside the mouth of the alley, he saw the appearance of the young man clearly.

His fingers stiffened, and he pretended to be calm and snuffed out the cigarette butt, and said, "I'm going back." ”

"Before you go, you'll have to explain to me, and my friends, why Hydra asked you to do this."

Rojo put one hand on Joey's shoulder, but Joey felt dizzy, he wanted to resist, his head began to dizzy, his vision became blurred, and then he staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

When Joey opened his eyes again.

The scene was not an alley behind a bar, but a cold, dusty warehouse, and the moonlight outside the window was dazzling, and he touched his neck, the ability suppression collar firmly fastened around his neck.

"Wake up, you're hiding so deep that we almost didn't find it."

Seeing that he was awake, Rojo said, "Joey, you're the one in the gray robe, aren't you?" ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about, I'm a legal citizen, and you're kidnapping by doing this."

Joey said, trying to break free of his hands tied behind his back.

"Shut your mouth for me."

Logan. Howlett kicked him over, holding a gray robe and a dark red metal helmet.

He asked a gray-haired hook-nosed old man behind him, "Eric, is this your helmet?" What I just found in this guy's house. ”

"The people of the Ten Rings Gang snatched it before, but I didn't expect it to be back in my hands."

Eric. Lanshel took it with emotion and put it on steadily, and in a trance his eyes became deeper and sharper.

"It's still pleasing to the eye."

Logan smiled.

"You're Magneto?"

Joey recognized the old man.

"It seems that you know Eric, then you'd better tell us about Hydra obediently, so that no one will get hurt."

Actually, Logan. Howlett learns about Joey's role in it.

Just now Rojo has read Joey's memory, Joey is just a pawn in the Hydra plan, everything he does comes from within S.H.I.E.L.D., intensifying the investigation of Hydra, and Hydra's leaders within S.H.I.E.L.D. hope to distract S.H.I.E.L.D. through the fight between mutants and agents.

So, Hydra designed it all, and from the very beginning, when Agent Hill received the order and relayed the mission to the Rojos, they began to orchestrate it.

And Joey, who was tied to the ground, knew that he couldn't escape, so he didn't hide it anymore and told the plan himself.

The first half is the same as what Rojo read and paraphrased, and in the second half, Joey says: "Actually, the plan at the beginning was very detailed, and Hydra didn't think you would take the liberty of hijacking to save Eric. Lanshel, so at least seventy percent of Hydra's plan in the back has not been carried out, but I didn't expect you to rob S.H.I.E.L.D. by surprise to everyone, which made Hydra's plan implement ahead of schedule. ”

"But Hydra didn't guess that we could catch you."

Rojo said.

"What about catching me, I don't know anything about Hydra inside S.H.I.E.L.D., and I can't help you identify anyone."

Joy paused and said gloomily, "Besides, I don't have long to live." ”

"Wait a minute, you're not going to die suddenly, are you?"

Rogan remembered the last time very well, and he didn't want it to happen again.

"No, I died because of the injection of the ability potion."

Joey said: "Magnetic control is not my original ability, Hydra has been studying mutants internally, they have cultivated a lot of test subjects, and they have taken off the internal organs of the experiments, trying to transplant them to other mutants or ordinary people, so that multiple abilities can be concentrated in one person, I am unfortunate and lucky to be the chosen mutant." ”

"Multiple abilities in one?"

Logan couldn't help but look at Rojo, if Hydra knew that there was actually a perfect sample by his side, he would probably get it at all costs.

"A crazy idea."

Lorna, who had not spoken, pursed her lips.

Rojo coughed lightly, ignoring the hints and teasing of the two, he was more concerned about Hydra's experimental project," you continued. ”

Joey looked at Eric and said, "They transplanted Magneto's clone of the internal organs to give me unstable magnetic field control. ”

"Through visceral transplantation, it is indeed very much in line with Hydra's approach."

Rojo remembers that inside Hydra, there was a leader who aspired to be genetically modified to gain immortality.

"Not exactly, the internal organs are just auxiliaries, what really gives me this ability is the medicine, but my body has always had rejection, and those organs and internal organs have been aging."

Joey hung his head and said weakly.

"Crazy greed."

Eric sighed and shook his head, but there wasn't much emotion, he had seen too many things like this, especially in this era of mutant weakness, they were like a meal on a plate for everyone to choose.

Joey was originally forced to carry out the mission, and he had no resentment or hostility towards the Rojos.

He sighed and said, "You can't escape the palm of Hydra, they are everywhere, and now S.H.I.E.L.D. is also on the opposite side of you, although I'm sorry, I can't do anything." ”

Luo Huo didn't have the slightest worry, but said easily: "You don't have to worry about this problem, as long as you admit that you are a gray-robed man and tell the plan of the hydra, I will help you deal with other things." ”

(End of chapter)