Chapter 275

"Are you going to run to the White House and kill the president with one punch?"

Howard frowned slightly, as if worried about Luke's impulsive behavior.

If Superman loses his mind and becomes an unscrupulous existence, it will be a disaster to the whole world.

"Although we all know that he is a fake, according to the procedure, we should find out conclusive evidence and then implement law enforcement measures."

"In this way, you will not be charged with 'assassinating the president' and Superman will not become a terrorist."

Howard calm analysis, such as Essex biological company, conqueror Kang, Hydra and other forces, these are no longer a problem.

Because Luke is back.

Superman is in charge of the Divine Shield Bureau. They can't turn over any waves. At most, they make little moves behind their backs.

The next thing to do is to rectify order and gradually solve problems.

"Do I look impulsive?"

Luke raised his eyebrows with a relaxed smile.

He can understand Howard's worry. The simplest and most brutal means are often used in the end.

Game, struggle, competition, fighting... This is the normal in gambling games of different sizes.

No one would think that just sitting up and not even thinking time, they would roughly turn over the table.

That will only lead to fewer and fewer people participating in the game.

Finally, only myself was left, rolling the dice alone and bored.

"I just put forward an idea. Don't be too nervous."

Luke waved his hand to appease Howard and Captain America.

"What are you going to do?"

Howard breathed a sigh of relief. If Superman insisted on doing that, he couldn't stop each other.

"I understand that sometimes lies are more persuasive than the truth."

Luke paused, looked at Howard and whispered, "the main problem is not the president. He sits in that seat and everyone pays attention to his every move. There can't be any big trouble."

Of course, if the president is a master operator who is proficient in accordion and often talks about "no one knows better than me", it's another matter.

Tell the truth directly and tell the public that a future man pretended to be the president and exiled himself to another parallel universe.

It sounds more like a science fiction film, which is really too advanced and not credible.

It is not easy for people in this age to accept complex concepts such as parallel universe, future space-time and human cloning.

"The cake needs to be eaten one mouthful at a time, and the road needs to go step by step. I'm going to solve Essex biology first and trample Mr. omen to death."

Luke tapped his finger on the table and asked Jarvis in his pajamas for a whisky.

He said the most cruel words in the most plain tone.

"This idea is right."

Howard nodded, and he thought so.

Essex biological company, with advanced and cutting-edge cloning technology, can create a powerful army composed of super soldiers at any time.

If they dare to assassinate themselves openly today, they may attack others tomorrow.

This is a time bomb that needs to be dismantled.

"If you want to defeat Essex, you can find an acquaintance who can provide useful information and act as a suitable tool."

Howard's eyes flickered.

Despite the aura of scientific advisers of the Divine Shield, world-class talents and so on.

He is also a successful businessman and qualified capitalist.

How to use effective means to destroy a rising enterprise as soon as possible.

He has a lot of experience in this regard.

After all, if you see more, you will know more.

"You mean Emma?"

Luke quickly understood Howard's meaning. Perhaps only the White Queen Emma frost of Hellfire club could help.

Speaking of this, after returning to universe 1024, he didn't have time to meet those... Women.

Reminiscing, hugging and reliving the intimacy of the past... These things can be done later, not in a hurry.

He only left for eight months, not eight years.

Before the captain of the United States woke up from his deep sleep, everything was changed and the severity of great changes took place.

At this moment, the world situation is fast approaching the cold war stage of the Cuban missile crisis.

"Bingo!"

Howard snapped his fingers and pulled the spaghetti on the plate with a fork.

Jarvis just made it. It tastes ordinary, but it can fill his stomach.

The three of them sat in the restaurant chatting, making trouble with the housekeeper who had gone to bed, and asked the other party to solve the supper.

"You may not know the White Queen. She is now the leader of the Hellfire club and one of the representatives of the moderate mutants."

Howard rolled up the noodles and said, "Essex biology company is very interested in mutants. Three months after you left, they took over the work of mutants originally in the charge of s.h.i.e.l.d. under the orders of the president and the pressure of the Pentagon."

"Originally, the s.h.i.e.l.l.e.l.d. adopted a mild and gentle policy towards mutants. Soliciting, monitoring and recording the list has greatly eased the relationship between the two sides."

"But Essex is not so patient. They continue the rough and tough way of doing things of the military, causing a lot of trouble and fuelling public opinion."

Hearing this, Luke's face remained the same, but his eyes were a little cold.

"According to what I know about Emma, she should act."

For the white queen, Essex biology is just a small role in the open.

Behind it stands Mr. omen, an alpha mutant with multiple abilities.

"They have had some... Conflicts."

Howard nodded.

The White Queen is not that kind of patient character.

Her Hellfire club had made several contacts with Essex biology, but in the end, she couldn't get the upper hand.

"Originally, at the Paris Peace Summit, the Registration Bill and relevant policies on mutants were ready to be introduced."

Howard has some regrets. He knows Luke's layout and how much effort Divine Shield has made in it.

"However, Essex biological company intervened and turned the originally eased ethnic relations into sharp contradictions."

Luke was silent for a moment and whispered, "it doesn't matter. A positive hero always needs a villain to set off."

"Essex, it played the role perfectly."

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Hellfire club.

In the hall.

The White Queen sat in the top seat, with a soft and exquisite red carpet from her feet to the door.

"Emma, what are you going to do?"

Kayla, the silver fox standing nearby, glanced at her cold faced sister.

During this period, Essex biological company stepped up the work of catching mutants.

Those clone fighters, their actions are more frequent, and more and more compatriots become prisoners.

Hellfire club, as the representative camp of mutants, has carried out many rescues with little effect.

"I don't know."

The White Queen shook her head.

On the one hand, Essex biological company has the government as the umbrella, and all its actions are reasonable and legal.

Catching mutants is also a reason to assist in investigation and cooperate with inspection.

On the other hand, she is not Mr. omen's opponent.

That guy is an alpha mutant and has a talent similar to telepathy.

In the face-to-face contest, the White Queen will only lose miserably.

"I want to take you back to Boston, integrate the strength at hand, unite more compatriots and resist the oppression of Essex biology."

In the hall, only the White Queen and her sister silver fox speak without covering up.

"What about you? I heard that he is going to Canada with Logan? He has no other hobbies except smoking cigars, drinking and fighting. He also has a beast like brother around him."

The White Queen advised.

She doesn't think wolverine is worthy of her sister. According to the public's judgment, the wolf has no other merit except that it is strong and has a wild charm.

No money, no room, and a grumpy brother who acts as the light bulb of the two people's world.

If we really want to be together, we will not be happy after marriage.

"You have too many misunderstandings about Logan. In fact, he is... Very obedient."

Kayla smiled softly. She had tamed Wolverine long ago.

The only problem to consider may be the other party's brother saber toothed tiger.

Out of the intuition of people with spiritual ability, Kayla felt that Logan's grumpy brother didn't seem to like himself very much.

"I remember that the s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. originally wanted to build an exclusive school for mutants, and then you would manage it... The plan was shelved?"

Kayla changed the topic. With the disappearance of Superman, the contradiction between the mainstream society and mutants has become increasingly fierce.

The situation of Hellfire club has also become difficult.

"That's the past tense."

The White Queen shook her head with a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.

Although she and some guy who disappeared are only special friends who occasionally came to the last friendly game.

However, many things are precious only when they are lost.

There is no superman standing in front, bearing the coveted eyes, ill intentions and heavy pressure of the federal government and various forces.

Hellfire club is in a precarious situation.

Let alone continue to develop, even its own existence is threatened.

"A while ago, it seemed that everything was improving. It seemed that mutants would have a bright future. In fact, it was all an illusion."

The White Queen looked down and said, "it's just because someone gave us hope. When he's gone, all the promises have come to naught."

"The s.h.i.e.l.d. can no longer protect mutants. Without Superman, it can't protect itself and will be dismembered sooner or later."

Kayla sighed. Unlike her sister white queen, she wanted to be the leader of the mutant camp.

Can be treated equally and live a normal life, which is the dream of all compatriots.

She is no exception.

If you can take root in New York, Boston and other cities, who is willing to run to Canada.

Kayla knows very well that in Wolverine Logan's career planning, taxi drivers actually have a higher priority than loggers.

"So I have such an important position in your heart? It's really flattering."

A frivolous voice came in from outside the hall.

In the surprised eyes of the white queen, Luke stepped on the red carpet and walked all the way to the top seat.

"What? Are you unhappy to see me?"

Looking at the brain like the White Queen of downtime, Luke reached out and pinched each other's chin, and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly.

Standing aside, Kaila, the silver fox, felt that her existence seemed superfluous.

She was also very witty. She silently withdrew from the hall and left the battlefield to two people.