They Were Stryker's Cannon Fodder All Along

"Kid, what does VIVO mean?"

"A brand name. It's a camera with a really big screen..."

"Is it worth anything?"

"It should be... worth quite a bit, I guess."

The white man nodded in satisfaction and slipped the phone into his pocket as the other two looked on enviously.

Then he opened the wallet.

"Oh, US dollars!! One, two... thirty-five. Thirty-five hundred bucks!"

"Boss, this money..." The one who was extremely sensitive to money had been staring ever since it came out, and he quickly noticed something was wrong.

"What's wrong with it?"

"I don't think I've seen this version before. Is it an old one?"

"Let me see. Twenty... thirteen? Motherfucker, it's fake! What bitch's idiot made counterfeit money like this? Was he planning to save it for his grandson to spend?!"

"Pfft..." Looking at the three idiots in front of him, Lin Xu finally couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing!

"Kid, what are you laughing at?"

"I just remembered... something funny!"

"Shit!" The white man was already furious that the money he'd just gotten his hands on had slipped away, and now the fat sheep was mocking him. With a curse, he picked up a stool and moved to smash it into him!

The other two hurriedly stopped him. "Boss! Calm down! They have requirements for the merchandise!"

Hearing that, the white man hesitated for only a moment before stopping what he was doing. Seeing this, the other two finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he took everything out of the wallet. Without even looking at the rest, he fixed his eyes on the JPMorgan Chase card.

"Kid, tell me the PIN!"

"What if I don't?" Lin Xu looked at him with interest.

"I'll fucking kill you!"

"Your underling just said they have requirements for the merchandise."

"Huh?" The white man turned and stared at the Asian man. "You said that?"

"I... I did..."

Smack~

With fire in his eyes, the white man slapped the Asian man down onto the table. "Shit! Who the fuck told you to say that? How the hell am I supposed to extort him now?"

But the Asian man said nothing. Holding his cheek, he stared blankly at the green card lying carelessly on the table.

In the date-of-birth field were the words: 13 JAN 1988.

Then he thought back to that stack of US dollars. Something was wrong—very, very wrong.

Then he picked up the driver's license!

DOB: 13/01/1988

Issued: 09/08/2012

Expires: 09/09/2020

Gulp~

In an instant, he thought of their buyers, those American soldiers, and their enemies!

Mutants!!

A mutant who had awakened a time ability!!

At that thought, the Asian man quietly turned his head and glanced at the "fat sheep" out of the corner of his eye.

He was smiling, fuck!

He was definitely smiling!!

Fuck, I said from the start we shouldn't work with those people. It was like asking a tiger for its skin, but these two bastards were blinded by money. And now look! These mutants don't dare go after those people, so they've come here instead!

The Asian man's mind raced. He turned his face away and lowered his head, not daring to look at Lin Xu again, pretending to accept his boss's reprimand without daring to talk back.

"Hmph! You're useless. We don't need you here anymore. Go check the vehicle!"

"...Yes!"

The Asian man was overjoyed. That bastard meant he wouldn't get a share of the take from this piece of merchandise, but he didn't care one bit now. He had to be alive to spend money, and all he wanted was to get out of there as quickly as possible!

"What a useless piece of trash."

Only after the Asian man had left did the white man look back at Lin Xu. "Kid, you'd better give me the PIN like a good boy. Otherwise, I've got a hundred ways to make you wish you were dead without leaving a mark!"

Lin Xu had watched the man's every move. If nothing unexpected happened, he was probably going to run. There was definitely something wrong with this hideout, or rather, the people above them.

"Please give me an example..." he replied offhandedly as he thought.

"It's a fucking figure of speech! Do you know what that means?"

"That's different. You're extorting me, so money is involved. Exaggerating when money is involved counts as false advertising!"

"...Don't stop me! I'm going to beat him to death!!"

"Mm, go on, beat me to death. Once I'm dead, you won't get either me or my money."

"...Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Something was wrong. That bastard had been outside for a whole minute, so why hadn't a car engine started?

Lin Xu didn't believe he intended to run away on foot.

Besides, it was a little too quiet outside. The cattle and sheep had been making quite a racket when he first arrived.

With that thought, he activated the Eye of Agamotto.

At once, images from within a thousand meters of the ranch entered his mind. In a car some fifty meters outside the house, the Asian man lay motionless over the steering wheel, a bloodied dagger in his hand. Blood flowed down from his throat, staining his white hoodie scarlet.

Case solved. It was suicide!

And beside the car stood a woman with a pained expression.

Wonderful!!

Withdrawing his spiritual power, Lin Xu turned to look at the two men, one black and one white.

"By the way, where are you planning to take me?"

"Kid, you talk too much!"

"Tell me, and I'll give you the PIN."

"Really?"

"The PIN is 4396."

"Hahahaha! You're a straightforward kid. You can't escape anyway, so there's no harm in telling you. Duke Kraft Reservoir. Heard of it? That's where we're taking you."

So that's it!!

Lin Xu finally understood everything. It was that old bastard Stryker. They really were experimenting on mutants, but experiments always had preliminary stages, and healthy ordinary people were the perfect subjects.

But it would have been too conspicuous for them to act personally, and it would have been hard to explain to their superiors. Getting locals to deliver a few fat sheep was the natural solution.

Though Stryker later killed his superior with a single stab...

And now, Wolverine had escaped and the base was effectively finished, so they could only move elsewhere. But before the move, they had sent someone to silence the men and make it look like suicide, leaving no loose ends. Clean as could be...

And these people were obviously still in the dark, knowing nothing as they continued to help Stryker procure human lab material.

In that case, these two were of no further use.

Lin Xu's expression turned serious again. As the two men stared at him in terror, he reached out, and the folding fan transformed into a spear and flew back into his hand.

"You... you're... a mutant!!" The black man's voice trembled a little, but his movements weren't slow in the slightest. He immediately aimed his gun at Lin Xu.

The shotgun in his hands seemed to give him enormous courage. "So what if you're a mutant? It's not like I haven't killed mutants before!"

The white man in charge was completely different from the black man. He threw his gun to the ground, backed up two steps, and put on a fawning smile.

"A misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

The three men's personalities had been laid bare in the face of life and death.