Charles was practically a human cheat code at this range. He could sense the enemy's location with incredible precision—and kill Sebastian.
Because his ability was tied to brainwaves, Charles only needed to erase the other person's brainwaves. The enemy would die of brain death. It was an extremely inhumane method, one that turned people into vegetables.
Su Ming knew Charles could not bring himself to do it. His heart was too soft. So for Charles, all he asked was that he control the enemy and make him walk out on his own, all the way to the Seine River.
As for all that talk about plans and missions earlier, it was merely to make Magneto wary enough not to rush inside recklessly.
With Charles here, wouldn't it be better to make the enemy walk out himself, stretch out his neck, and willingly meet his death?
The only possible problem was that secretly controlling Sebastian and making him walk outside might draw out the other members of the Hellfire Club as well. Someone would need to deal with them, while Su Ming still had to find "Mastermind," Jason, and ask about The Mustache.
There was something wrong with that codename too. Whenever anyone thought of some evil scheme, they would think of Mastermind. How many scapegoat charges would that guy have to bear?
Less than a few minutes later, while they stood in the freezing wind around Ghost Rider's flames to keep warm, a middle-aged man dressed in an all-black suit walked out through the gates of Les Invalides.
Su Ming glanced at Magneto beside him. The exercise ball in his hand had already transformed into a massive cone, which he hurled fiercely at Sebastian.
There was no need to say it aloud. He had recognized his enemy, and he could