Chapter 101 - [55]

"Would you like some… tea." A Waiter asked in a nervous voice. The said waiter was mesmerized by the beauty of the said female, and that was the reason why he slipped, saying tea even though he was carrying only red wines.

But it did gain the woman's attention, the afromentioned woman was of Asian origin, raven black hair, pink skin—slightly tanned, she wasn't exceptional by any means. But with her one piece blue dress tightly fitted on her hour-glass figure, she was charming nonetheless

The female smiled, at his attempt, thinking that this was another foolish man that wanted to woo her. The man was a looker, she would give him that. Well, it was quiet around here, she was getting bored, so she could have some fun.

"Why don't we get to the sides and have that tea… you mentioned." She purred as she laid one of her arms around the waiter's shoulder. Said waiter gulped at the comment, as the female was too close to his face. Making him feel even her breathing.

Before the waiter could reply the woman held him by his tie, she took the lead, taking the waiter to a corner. Looking around seeing that no one was there. She pushed him inside the female restrooms.

Hands around her h.i.p.s, she showed a confident smile. "Strip," she said.

"I beg your pardon?" the waiter asked, gulping, as his brows were flushing sweat at the comment.

"Strip." She said yet again, smiling. Showing her slender figures, she pointed at him as her silver nails got longer.

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Meanwhile elsewhere, Felicia sneezed. "Ehh…" she rubbed her nose. "I should have added more padding inside the suit," she grumbled, sewing her tattered suit. She sighed, it was the fifth stitch this week. Luckily most of her wounds weren't deep, but running around with tattered clothes was a no go.

It was chilly outside. "It's a good thing Max said he would help with my new suit." She mumbled, looking up. Thinking about Max she frowned, "Why is my Cat sense tingling?" she asked, before shrugging. She had better things to do than worry about her favorite chocolate boy.

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After some time the waiter walked out of the rest room, tidying up his tie, he walked towards his next target. "One down and one to go." The waiter, no Max said. From his security feed he looked at his next target.

The next Alpha mutant was also a female who went by the name of Blink. A powerful teleporter, enough to hinder Max's plan. But the problem was she was inside the meeting room. And going there this soon would be foolish. So, Max needed to change his target.

Having a quick stroll around the room, handing out drinks as a waiter, he found his next target Arthur Perry. Personally Max didn't have any info on him from his previous life, and the intel that he received from Tomi was limited.

All he knew was this person was a cyborg, Max wondered how The Hand even made a living cyborg. The scientific nerd in him wanted to skin the cyborg to see what he was made of. Sadly this wasn't the time for that.

Arthur Perry, looked rather normal. Healthy white skin, blond hair, blue eyes and nothing about him gave away that he was a Psycho Cyborg.

Communicating with the 'automation virus' that he left in the RV vans, Max made an anonymous call to the cyborg, telling him to visit the south side of the restaurant. As the Ccyborg made his way there, Max followed him but kept a safe distance. There were still people around, the moment Max's spider-sense told him that no was there did he turn invisible.

As the Cyborg went around the corner, Max jumped on him, separating his head and pushing a few sharp tendrils from the back. The cyborg couldn't even speak, as it leaked brown oil. Max quickly 'consumed' him. "Yuk! This tastes like rotten eggs." Max said.

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Outside, a woman was on top of a building. Leaning on her sniper rifle. She was tasked to have a birds eye view from the top. Of course she would be given this task, she was the best sniper in the Hand organization. She prided in her hunting and sniping skills. Her kills and swift work quickly made her one of the feared and respected members of the Hand.

Her codename was Lady Bullseye, she never missed her target. Her quick and precise aim was also due to her powers. After going through minor experiments, she had gained the ability to control her luck. Well, not luck but probability, but her powers were really weak. Even if she were to buy lotteries she would still have less than 50% chance of winning. So, in a way her powers were a failed attempt by the Hand scientists.

But she didn't care, with this small power, she was able to make a name for herself. And that was enough. Scouting from the sniper scope, she frowned.

For some reason, she felt a sense of dread and fear. As if her powers were telling her something. She frowned, her powers were more than just basic instincts, so she scouted. Minutes went by, still she found nothing. But the feeling didn't go away, it was there telling her something.

But just to be sure, she called in her communication tab. She called Lady Deathstrike, then Arthur but they responded normally. She couldn't see them as they were inside.

"Why are you calling?" came a strict emotionless voice, one could hardly guess the gender of the person.

"Akuma, you are hiding right?" She asked.

"Yes,"

"I am having a bad feeling." She said, "Could you stroll inside the room. I know you are with Madam Gao. But…"

"Okay I will go have a check." He said, cutting the com off.

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