Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 58 Auction ([-])
"Noisy!"

Magneto glanced flatly at the security guard blocking the way, and waved his hand.

With a creak, the iron bracket of the seat beside it was directly torn from the ground by a huge force.

The iron pipes, drawn by an invisible force, floated in front of Magneto, aiming at the security guard in front of him!

"Gudong!"

The security guard looked at a row of iron pipes hanging in the air and aimed at him. The broken end of the iron pipe was like a sharp spear point, shining coldly, and aimed at him like that.

If this is tied, I am afraid it will be more than just a blood hole.

Think of the horrors of being penetrated by these iron pipes.

The security guard only felt that his legs and feet were weak, he couldn't help but swallowed, and moved his footsteps to the side.

Whoa!
When everyone in the venue saw the scene in front of them, they felt as if they were blown up.

Those who are eligible to be invited to participate in this auction are either rich or expensive, and the worst ones have passed the capital verification process and are worth hundreds of millions.

Extraordinary power is not a secret among these upper-class people in society, and it is precisely because of this that they know the horror of these extraordinary people covered up by the government.

They can't guarantee that the fight between these thugs with superpowers will not affect themselves.

Seeing Magneto's actions, some rich men who were close to the door quietly got up and slipped towards the door.

The red-haired man looked at Magneto, subconsciously got up and touched the compound bow behind him.

After touching it, he realized that in order to avoid the security check, the bows and arrows were left on the boat outside.

"Hill?"

The red-haired man looked at Magneto walking towards the auction booth, and couldn't help but look at his colleagues beside him, eager to try.

"Wait a minute, Hawkeye, what the director means is for us to closely monitor Eric Lanshere's movements instead of provoking him!"

Agent Hill pressed the tiny earphone next to his ear, and reported the situation in a low voice.

"Experimental data on mutants, experiments on transforming ordinary people into mutants!..."

The other end of the tiny earphone.

The office on the top floor of the tri-curved wing building, the empty room, the sun shines on the desk through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows.

An orange cat was lying in the sun, yawning lazily.

"Sill, how sure are you that you can get these experimental materials!?"

Nick Fury, who was wearing an unchanging black windbreaker, was sitting at his desk. The computer screen in front of him was displaying the satellite image of the latitude and longitude coordinates. In the center of the coordinate image, a red dot kept flickering and moving.

"I'm not sure, sir, this is Magneto. Unless you allow the use of weapon A17, Hawkeye and I cannot complete this task!"

Agent Hill calmly denied Nick Fury's thoughts through the micro-communicator.

Magneto King Eric Lanshere, no matter in the database rating of that organization, is the most dangerous one.

With the ability to manipulate magnetic fields, he can be said to be able to match an established army by himself in today's city full of steel jungles.

What's more, he is not alone. The Brotherhood of Mutants formed by Magneto is an extraordinary force that plays a pivotal role in the extraordinary world.

"Weapon A17!" Nick Fury repeated, rejecting Hill's proposal.

It's not that Nick Fury is merciful, but that Magneto is the polarity of mutants. In Nick Fury's eyes, the biggest role is to check and balance another even more terrifying guy.

He didn't want to face someone who could easily read his thoughts. In the eyes of a seasoned agent, it was like walking naked on the street, without any sense of security or privacy.

Given a choice, Nick Fury would rather run naked in the street than face the professor.

"You and Hawkeye play by ear, if you can't get it, find an opportunity to destroy this batch of research materials! Don't let this batch of research materials fall into the hands of Magneto!

Hill, Eric Lanshere is an out-and-out racist, if he is allowed to obtain a method to transform ordinary people into mutants, the consequences will be disastrous, stop him! "

"Understood!" Hill tapped his earlobe twice, turned off the micro-communicator, and then conveyed Nick Fury's order to Hawkeye.

"Destroy this batch of materials?"

Hawkeye pouted in the direction of the booth, motioning for Hill to look over: "I don't have my bow and arrow with me, what can you do?"

At this time, Magneto had already crossed the security guard and came to the auction stage.

The beautiful auctioneer pretended to be calm and looked at Magneto, but when she saw the sharp hollow iron pipes surrounding Magneto, her legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Magneto ignored the auctioneer, walked directly to the safe, stretched out his arms, and spread his palms towards the door of the safe.

creak!There was a sound of heavy metal twisting each other.

As Magneto clenched his fist heavily, the thick metal safe seemed to be completely crushed by an invisible force, and then the door of the safe was directly pulled out.

Rows of transparent test tubes were exposed inside. These test tubes were all labeled with numbers, gender, age, and abilities printed on them.

Obviously, the safe contains the genetic samples of those 156 mutants.

Magneto picked up a test tube and was about to open the message posted on it. Behind him, the saber-toothed tiger suddenly let out a roar.

The saber-toothed tiger has been following Magneto, except for its tall and muscular figure and loose hair, it is silent like a transparent person.

Just when Magneto picked up the test tube, the saber-toothed tiger suddenly twitched its nose, jumped out, and swung its claws towards Magneto's diagonally behind.

Ten sharp nails cut across the air, like a big cat preying.

The saber-toothed tiger rushed over, and the air seemed to wrinkle. When he landed, nearly half of the nails of his right hand were dyed bright red.

Blood dripped down his fingers.

A figure in camouflage uniform appeared behind Magneto out of thin air,

Kneeling down on the ground with a thud, he struggled to cover his neck with his hands, making gurgling noises from his mouth, and blood gushed out from between his fingers like a fountain.

"Invisibility, is this your ability?"

Magneto turned his head and looked at the man in camouflage who was kneeling on the ground, smiled, stretched out his hand, lifted it up, and then swung it down.

The dozen or so iron pipes surrounding him turned around, and the sharp ends of the pipes flew upwards, and when they approached the top of the cabin, they quickly swooped down like a group of nimble fish.

In the process of falling, more than a dozen iron pipes continued to split, and the surrounding metal objects, as if encountering a strong magnet, merged into it one after another.

swoosh swish...

Dozens of iron pipes with one end sharpened are interspersed in the air around Magneto!

"Ah!" "Ah!"

There were shrill screams, and fountains of blood shot out from the hollow iron pipe.

(I..., today the editor notified me that it will be on the shelves tomorrow, I didn’t save the manuscript, I didn’t prepare it, and I ran naked to the shelves, which is a big difference)

(End of this chapter)