The Hell Merchant in American Comics

This was the first time that Wanda and Jessica boarded the mutant academy's jet. Although the plane was not equipped with weapons and lacked the coldness and ferocity of war weapons, the two were still shocked.

But from Alec's point of view, the people who built this plane were so idle.

He would rather use the money to buy a Kun fighter or a Black Hawk helicopter than build a plane that looks very intimidating but is actually useless. Mutants are indeed powerful, but most of them Mutants have a single ability. Even powerful mutants like Professor and Charles have a fragile side.Equipped with high-tech weapons and equipment, it is far more helpful to mutants than a mere plane.

Alec sometimes wonders what the world would be like if he sold some highly advanced technology

For example, selling consciousness transfer technology to Tony Stark

For example, selling the Zerg plasticity genes to Osborn Enterprises

Another example is selling the design drawings of a planet-class expedition battleship to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Of course, these thoughts flashed through his mind and then quickly disappeared.As long as Alec does not lose his mind, it is impossible to allow these technologies to enter the Marvel world. He has not taken action to destroy some top laboratories and control the development progress of this world's technology. It is already merciful. Of course, there are also some powerful life threats. reason.

The aircraft soon entered Florida, and according to the memory read by Professor Charles, this was the hometown of William Stryker.

A siren suddenly sounded.

"Radar, there are two fighter jets following us"

Charles closed his eyes and opened them after a moment: "It's the people from Patrick Air Force Base who are very strange. I can't enter their brains. Iceman, speed up and get rid of them."

Alec curled his lips: "Why don't you just kill them?"

Charles' face turned cold: "Alec, the situation of mutants is difficult enough. Attacking military fighter planes at will is tantamount to declaring war with ordinary human forces. I can tolerate your indifference to mutants, but I will not allow anyone to provoke mutants." A war between people and ordinary people.”

"I don't care about the bullshit war between mutants and normal people. We're locked in. If you don't get rid of those idiots, we're going to get a few missiles. Charles, does this shit have a parachute in it? Don't get me wrong, I'm I want to say, if we are shot down, can we open the cover of the plane and eject to escape?"

Charles replied with a dark face: "No."

The aircraft began to accelerate.

Alec cast a few defensive spells on himself and Jean, then took off his seatbelt.

"Alec, what are you doing?"

"Why not? I didn't plan to put my hope of survival on the fact that this crappy plane can withstand missiles. If Charles' method doesn't work, then I will use my own way to solve the problem."

"This will cause war."

Alec glanced at Qin: "My dear, the war never stops."

"Charles always thought he was maintaining peace, but everyone knew that the peace in front of him was just halftime. At this point, Eric saw it more clearly than Charles. It's a pity that the high-end combat power of the mutants is On Charles' side, the little power Eric controls is simply not enough for him to raise the banner of resistance."

The two fighter jets were chasing closely, but had no intention of attacking.

But this is not Charles's credit.

The two pilots were equipped with equipment to counteract brain waves. From this alone, it could be seen that they were well prepared.The Mutant Academy's aircraft had anti-radar capabilities, but it was still caught. This was no accident. Patrick Air Force Base had been waiting for it to arrive.

Stryker knew Charles would knock on the door.

But he accepted the challenge of the mutants without hesitation, and even took Charles directly to his lair. Alec was curious about what made him so confident.

"This looks like a trap."

"I know," said Charles, "but we have no choice."

"Only a handful of mutants have fighting talent, but those modified soldiers are piles of dollars. We are taking the lives of mutants to fight against Stryker's technology and money. I don't want so much, but this We have no choice when it comes to the future of mutantkind. The more time passes, the more power William Stryker becomes. The fall of the Brotherhood of Mutants confirms this, and if we don't get rid of him soon, sooner or later we will He will be dragged to death step by step."

The aircraft landed at Patrick Air Force Base.

A group of soldiers surrounded them.

William Stryker soon appeared, and with him were nearly ten reformed soldiers.

"Charles, we finally meet again."

"Ever since Lake Alkali, I have always thought that it would be difficult for me to stand in front of you again. That battle not only declared the bankruptcy of Project X, but also made me lose all my men and most of my funds. You know in the end What makes me angry is that some people use some information that is close to me to make the president question me, not only about my ability, but also about my correctness."

"Some people describe threats as evolution and mutations as the future. I have never heard such ridiculous remarks."

Alec turned his head and found that Charles' face was a little pale.

He glanced around and saw that the soldiers at the air force base did not come over. Instead, they subconsciously stayed away.

There were only a few dozen people on the huge tarmac. One group was William Stryker and his soldiers, and the other group were mutants led by Charles.

"Charles, actually I have always been afraid of you."

"Imagine that with your ability combined with the brainwave enhancement device, you can kill more than [-]% of the world's humans in an instant." Stryker pulled out a necklace from his neck. It was a very unsightly necklace, thick and thick. There was a small blue bottle tied to the end of the metal chain. "I know it's a bit abrupt to ask this, Charles, do you know what this is?"

"This is you."

"I cloned a small number of your brain cells and put them in this small petri dish to interfere with your brain waves."

The faces of the mutants were as gloomy as iron.

Stryker took back the necklace and said with a gloomy expression: "I don't know how you connect mutants and human evolution, but in my eyes, you are just a group of mutants who are not even human beings."

He waved to the soldier.

"Kill them all."

"Then bring the body to the laboratory."