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After a long silence, Dr. Rice finally spoke, "That person's ability has transcended the category of human beings. He is a god."
"No one can resist him, and no one can betray him and remain safe."
Dr. Rice had fear on his face.
It seems that "that one" left an indelible impression on him.
Something.
It is not easy to eliminate the fear of a person, but it is much easier to cover it.
Click!
Mike gently pinched Dr. Rice's fingers and broke them. The latter screamed.
Click!
Click!
The severe pain made Dr. Rice scream and bang his head on the ground, trying to relieve pain in two places at the same time.
Mike stopped and looked at Dr. Rice calmly. "You still have seven fingers and ten toes."
Dr. Rice looked at Mike in fear. "You Demon!"
Mike chuckled.
"Demon?"
"Then what do you do to the kids in the lab?"
Dr. Rice: "They are products, products that the company has patented copyrights."
You see, this is a typical double standard.
Therefore, sometimes you should not reason with some people, because they always have their own fallacies to justify themselves, and you will never be able to correct their distorted views on outer space.
Having said that, so what if it is corrected? Can the irreversible damage that has been caused be undone?
Recently, with the unremitting efforts of the human rights warriors and the Virgin Bitch, United States the entire society has gradually overemphasized "salvation" and "forgiveness" but forgotten "punishment".
Yes, you have forgiven and your spirit has been sublimated. What about justice for the victim?
To put it bluntly, it is just another kind of indifference that has nothing to do with oneself.
Mike feels that it is too difficult to convince Dr. Rice with words. So...
Click!
When testing Healing Factor, Dr. Rice did something similar to the clones. In fact, breaking a finger or something like that can only be considered a pediatrician.
But Dr. Rice can no longer bear such childishness.
Click!
"Stop, stop!" Dr. Rice curled up like a bug, with snot and saliva dripping from his nose, "I said, I said, what do you ask, what do I answer, don't..."
Before he finished speaking, a gap suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, like a lighter burning a hole in the middle of the paper. Only the edge of the hole was not black, but purple.
A red beam of light shot out of the hole.
Tsk!
The red beam hit Dr. Rice's abdomen, and the latter's words stopped abruptly. When the red beam was lifted upward, Dr. Lesser was cut in half, but strangely not a drop of blood was spilled.
The red beam disappears.
The purple gap in the sky widened and expanded into a large hole that could accommodate people passing through.
A young man wearing special glasses came out.
"Scott?!" Old Logan shouted in surprise.
Reacted immediately.
Scott has no ability to delay aging. The Sterk in front of him is too young, and the power of the laser is not as good as the Scott he knows.
If the power of the original Scott and Cyclops is that of a machine gun, the one in front of you can only be regarded as a conventional rifle.
He is a clone, just like X-24.
In the surprised eyes of the two Logan, three more Scott walked out.
Four identical Cyclops stand in a row.
It's not over yet.
Old Logan looked at the people filing out of the purple hole and murmured, "Ororo, Qin, Bobby, Warren, Alex, Piotr, Clarice..."
Looking at his "teammates", Old Man Logan had tears in his eyes, and then became very angry.
This is blasphemy to X-Men!!!
"Colossus acts as a tank, Cyclops and Havok attack with long-range energy, Iceman changes the terrain and environment, Phoenix mental interference, Angel and Storm attack in the air. If you can't beat it, blink and open the space door to retreat."
"This lineup is truly a national team."
"The abilities of the clones are not as good as the original ones, so there are four of each kind. This is a lack of ability. How about making up the numbers?"
Mike touched his chin, stared at the space door, and said, "My men have finished queuing, why don't you come out?"
"I was discovered by you." An imposing man walked out of the space door.
All clones Mutants are wearing white uniforms, except for the man who is wearing a black battle suit, with a slicked back hair and a red diamond-shaped mark on his forehead.
Mike looked at him and said after a while, "Who... are you? I have no impression at all."
The man paused for a moment, then returned to normal in an instant, and said, "It's normal that you don't recognize me. I haven't appeared in front of the world for too long. I have a name, Nathaniel. Essex, you can also call me Mr. Sinister."
As he spoke, he made a gesture in the air with his finger, leaving an "S" shaped light and shadow.
Mike remembered the S-shaped mark he had seen in Professor X's spiritual world. It turned out to represent Sinister, and he thought it was Injustice Superman who had traveled through time.
A little disappointed.
"Oh." Mike said, "I think we both have some questions. Should we answer each other's doubts first and then fight, or finish the fight and then talk."
Mr. Sinister stared at Mike: "You seem to have confidence in yourself?"
Mike said seriously, "Yes, I seem to be too strong."
Mr. Sinister smiled lightly and said, "In that case, let's answer the questions first."
Signal Mike to please come first.
After thinking about it, Mike asked, "Although I have the answer, I still want to hear it from your own words. Are you the mastermind behind Mutants's almost extinction? Are you also Mutants?"
Mr. Sinister nodded. "That's right."
Old Logan roared, "Why would you do such a thing!!!"
"Why?" Mr. Sinister said calmly, "Because of a Mutants who claims to be a god."
"Apocalypse?" Mike asked, "But as far as I know, he is already dead."
Mr. Sinister shook his head and said, "This is your ignorance. How could he die so easily. He, and his four horsemen, will eventually return again. At that time, all Mutants will become his nourishment, and the earth will fall into the rule of darkness. The extinction of the old Mutants is just additional damage on the way to the great goal."
"So you destroyed all Mutants and created new Mutants to fight against him?" Mike asked again.
"That's right." Mr. Sinister looked at Mike with admiration, as if to say, "Finally someone understands me."
Mr. Sinister, was not Mutants at first, but a mentally disturbed scientist. He was transformed into Mutants by the newly awakened Apocalypse.
For some reason, Mr. Sinister betrayed Apocalypse, and changed from a follower and admirer of Apocalypse to a mad scientist whose ultimate goal is to defeat and completely eliminate Apocalypse.
Look, this is the terrible thing about turning pink into black.
Mr. Sinister said, "You have asked so many questions, it's my turn to ask one."
He pointed at Little Logan and Mike: "Who are you?"
"We come from a parallel universe." Mike said.
"Oh." Mike didn't need to say much, Mr. Sinister, who has a high IQ, understood immediately.
"So, he is not Mutants, which can also explain why your information cannot be investigated."