Sabretooth's Snarl

Smack!

Zero grabbed Sabretooth's hand and said to him in a low voice, "Victor, now isn't the time. There are too many people at the Amusement Park."

"What does that matter? Do you think any of them would dare stop me?" Sabretooth said dismissively.

Zero: "..."

Of course no one would stop them. That wasn't what Zero meant; he was merely warning Sabretooth not to be too conspicuous.

Killing someone in front of so many people would bring a great deal of trouble.

"If there are, then kill them too!" Sabretooth continued in a low, vicious tone.

"Victor, don't create unnecessary trouble. You know how much the commander values this plan! Let's wait until tonight, when there are fewer people, before we make our move."

Zero tried to persuade Sabretooth, feeling a pounding headache coming on.

"You're using Stryker to pressure me?"

Sabretooth reached out and seized Zero by the throat, lifting him into the air.

Zero only felt his neck about to be crushed. His face turned red from lack of oxygen.

With great difficulty, he forced out a sentence. "Don't misunderstand, I was only... making a suggestion."

Sabretooth simply stared up at Zero for two or three seconds before finally throwing him back down.

Cough, cough, cough!

Zero immediately began coughing loudly off to the side.

"Seriously, that takes away so much of the fun!"

Sabretooth said unhappily, but he still heeded Zero's advice and stopped walking.

Night had long since fallen anyway. Before long, the Amusement Park would close.

Many businesses in America closed early at night, because people did not have the habit of wandering around after dark.

After all, this was a free country, and the Amusement Park was no exception.

About an hour later, visitors began leaving the Amusement Park one after another, while the various shops inside started packing up and closing.

Creak!

A black sedan slowly pulled up outside the Amusement Park. Erik and Rorschach stepped out of the car one after the other.

"This is the place, right?"

Erik surveyed the area, then took out the address from the file and carefully checked it again. It was correct.

The two of them began walking into the Amusement Park.

But it was currently closing time. Aside from the small business owners who were packing up, there were practically no visitors left inside.

"Sir, may I ask where Bradley is?"

As they passed the entrance to a roller coaster, Erik looked at an old man who was locking up and asked.

"What do you want with him?"

The old man was quite wary. Rather than answer Erik right away, he gave the two of them a once-over.

Erik's eyes lit up. After asking several people, he had finally found someone who knew Bradley.

"I'm from his hometown. I need to talk to him about something." Erik lied without batting an eye.

"Oh, I see. Just keep heading east and you'll find him. His little place is at the far eastern end."

"Thanks, sir!"

Erik and Rorschach followed the old man's directions eastward. Sure enough, before long, they spotted a short man in the distance packing up his things.

He appeared to be Bradley from the portrait.

Rorschach inwardly remarked that their luck was good. Bradley had not been killed by Sabretooth yet.

But suddenly.

Erik stopped as if he had noticed something. He abruptly turned his head and looked toward the front left.

Rorschach followed Erik's gaze and saw two burly men smoking beside the carousel.

Those were... Sabretooth and Zero!

Erik did not recognize the two men, but Rorschach recognized them at a glance.

There was no doubt that those two had come to kill Bradley.

Fine, he took back what he had said about their luck being good.

Yet despite recognizing them, Rorschach calmly withdrew his gaze. He did not take the two of them seriously.

With his current strength, Sabretooth was simply no threat.

"Erik, those two don't look like staff here," Rorschach reminded him.

"Ignore them. Let's go!"

Erik withdrew his gaze as well, called to Rorschach, and continued forward.

Just as he had said, regardless of who those two were, as long as they did not interfere with his business, Erik could not be bothered with them.

Before long, the two arrived beside Bradley.

"Excuse me, Mr. Bradley. I'm Erik, and this is Rorschach. Could we talk?"

Erik spoke to Bradley.

Bradley stopped what he was doing and studied Erik and Rorschach suspiciously.

"We don't know each other, do we?" A wary look immediately appeared on Bradley's face.

"We don't, but that doesn't matter, because we'll get to know each other very soon." Erik smiled at Bradley.

At the same time, he activated his ability and waved vaguely at the performance prop in Bradley's hand. The prop floated directly into the air.

"You, you're also..."

"That's right. I'm a mutant too!" Erik said firmly.

"Another mutant?"

Sabretooth, watching from the side, could not help feeling surprised at the sight.

But then his expression turned cruel. "Zero, I didn't expect such an unexpected gain. Looks like we're lucky!"

During this time, Sabretooth's mission had been to help Stryker find and capture more mutants, dead or alive.

He had not expected that just as he was getting sleepy, someone would hand him a pillow. He had picked up a mutant for free.

No, it should be two.

Since that big guy was a mutant, the young man beside him was probably one as well.

Excellent. Very good!

Once he finished this cigarette, he would go deal with all of them!

Sabretooth's grin became increasingly smug.

Naturally, Erik did not notice Sabretooth's movements. At the moment, all his attention was on Bradley.

And after Bradley saw that Erik was one of his own kind, his attitude indeed changed.

"Come inside and talk."

After hesitating for a moment, Bradley led Erik and Rorschach into his room.

"I didn't expect to meet my own kind in a place like this."

After inviting the two of them to sit, Bradley looked at them with considerable surprise.

Since leaving Stryker, he had not seen another mutant for almost five years.

"Where I come from, there are many more of our people."

Erik immediately followed up. "And we welcome you to join us. We hope that all mutant brothers and sisters can unite."

"You mean... you come from a mutant organization?" Bradley's tone changed somewhat.

A mutant organization? He had finally escaped one. Why would he join another?

He did not want anything to do with any mutant organization.

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