Chapter 143

The charm of the future is unpredictable.

The cruelty of reality is unprepared.

For the young mutants of the Hellfire club and the undersea people of Atlantis.

The shocking news like a bolt from the blue, like a tornado, came so fast that they didn't even have any psychological preparation.

"What? My king's back was broken? Besides, he is a cold-blooded butcher who plans to launch a plan to destroy the world?"

"What? My boss blew up and didn't even leave a complete body?"

The next day, in the conference room of Freedom Island.

A mutant specially invited to participate in negotiations.

There are Atlanteans who don't know how to be happy or angry.

The two men and horses looked at each other.

Strong sadness came to my heart.

After only one night, how does it feel that the whole world has changed?

Sure enough, it was an accident and surprise. I never know which came first.

"Major general, what are you going to... Do with namo?"

The Atlantis delegation, the reaction speed is faster than the mutant with brain downtime.

In the final analysis, these undersea people are no different from politicians in the land world. They are used to steering in the wind.

After learning that namo had broken his back, they automatically omitted his Majesty's honorific title and called him by his first name.

"The crimes committed by namo Mackenzie will not only target the land world, but also do great harm to Atlantis."

Luke, who flew directly back to Freedom Island, tapped the table with his fingers and couldn't see joy and anger on his face.

"He is ready to launch the ultimate weapon that destroyed Atlantis and sink the whole North American continent. Do you know how many people will die in this disaster?"

"In addition to the destruction of the land world and the sinking of the continent, the tsunami and earthquake triggered by the earthquake will destroy the stable ecology of the marine world... Namo Mackenzie keeps saying that those marine creatures are his people, so why does a king want to slaughter his own people?"

Nimitz, the Secretary of the Navy sitting next to him, hissed and took a cold breath.

Kill and kill?

Major general Carville!

Once the above remarks are qualitative.

Namo was nailed to the pillar of shame of the successive kings of Atlantis.

There is little chance of turning over!

"As for namo, I saw very early that he could not become a qualified king!"

This is an afterthought speech.

"Yes! How can a king with impure blood lead the people of Atlantis!"

This is a supporter of bloodline theory.

"Fortunately, major general has prevented this terrible crisis, otherwise the good reputation of Atlantis may be destroyed by namo."

This is an immoral guide.

In a word, after namo lost power, the high level of Atlantis resolutely abandoned it.

From this point of view, the blue skinned undersea people have something in common with the French.

That is, they all don't like their king.

When necessary, I wish I could send the other party to the guillotine or gallows.

"Since everyone has reached a preliminary consensus on the disposal of namo."

Luke cleared his throat and said, "then wait until the negotiation is over and submit it to the court and jury composed of Atlantis and the land world."

After exchanging opinions for a while, the Atlantis delegation nodded and agreed.

In fact, they have no courage and qualification to refuse.

Luke often mentioned the ultimate weapon of Atlantis.

After the defeat of namo, the continental shelf vibrator from the ancient gods naturally became the booty of the land world.

Thinking of this, the Atlantis delegation was even more depressed.

I couldn't help scolding namo in the bottom of my heart.

"As for Sebastian Shaw, I say he is the remnant of the third empire, a conspirator who attempts to subvert the rule of the free world and a traitor among mutants. Should no one object?"

After falling into the dust and suffering from a broken back, Luke swept his eyes to the Hellfire club.

The main representatives of the other side are the white queen who still looks confused and forced, and the mutants of the younger generation.

"Major general Carville, I have something to say -"

As a mutant of the club, second only to black king Sebastian Shaw, the White Queen took the lead.

She raised her right hand and placed it near her temple.

Mental ability extends silently like a tide.

Superman is really powerful, but physical invincibility is not necessarily equal to spiritual invincibility.

"Oh, Miss frost, what do you want to say?"

Luke smelled the speech and looked at the young white queen, with a smile on his mouth.

They looked at each other and closed at the touch.

Dong!

An unfavourable mental ability is like hitting an iron wall.

Neither reading the mind nor controlling the mind.

The invisible and qualitative spiritual fluctuation was completely blocked back.

"It hurts!"

The White Queen Emma felt dizzy and almost fell on the table on the spot.

"How is this... Possible?"

She didn't want to believe it. She couldn't believe it. She failed!

Sebastian Shaw's ability to shield the mind is mainly due to the metal helmet made of unknown material.

But what does the smiling major general rely on?

He didn't take any protective measures!

"Miss frost, are you all right?"

Luke's tone was a little concerned, as if he had an extraordinary friendship with the White Queen.

Then, he swept the rest of the Hellfire club and continued: "Miss frost, I have to thank you. I'm afraid I would still be in the dark if you hadn't taken the initiative to provide information to the s.h.i.e.l.d. to expose and report Sebastian Shaw's extermination plot."

"At that time, if they successfully start the continental shelf oscillator, it will definitely cause unpredictable casualties and losses to the land world and Atlantis - it's no exaggeration to say that you saved the world!"

The major general is sincere and full of emotion. He can't see any falsehood at all.

After that, he stood up and saluted.

make love! make love!

When the others saw Superman taking the lead, they agreed one after another, clapped their hands and looked at the White Queen with gratitude and admiration.

Only Emma, as a client, showed a blank look.

"I didn't... I'm not..."

The White Queen was in a dizzy state, and her head was full of buzzing noise.

The whole person is like a dead computer, a burnt out processor.

It was not until the applause faded and returned to the subject of the negotiation that she reflected what had happened.

"When did I report on Sebastian Shaw?"

Faced with the huge honor of saving the world, the White Queen's eyes were dull, as if she had lost her ability to think.