Chapter 531： Home is gone

Chapter 531 is gone

On the streets of New York, there is a bar with a 'suspended business' sign at the door.

The bar owner also looked like a stunned figure, cleaning the glass **** on the floor and looking up at the table in the middle of the hall.

The wooden square table filled with wine, five people dressed up in different poses, surrounded by a group, the atmosphere is quiet and weird.

Caesar sat in the middle of the Lord's position, with Charles and Eric on the left hand side and Assaz and Logan on the right hand side.

"So, just a misunderstanding?" Rogan smoked a cigar, spit in the mouth, seemingly absent-minded, but his eyes never left Charles and Eric.

The instinct of the beasts that have been fighting for many years, and the brief contact just told him that the two people in front of them are not simple, at least the ability to change is very difficult and first-class.

"He almost killed me." Eyes glared at Eric, Asazzo gnashed his teeth, his left hand touched his neck, and there were obvious steel pipe marks on his neck.

"If you want to do it, I will accompany you to the end." Eric hugged his chest with his hands, showing no cold voice.

In any case, the other party was a person who had done things under the hand, and he even felt a little pity in his heart. He did not decisively kill him.

"You!" Azusa's eyes burst into cold light. If it wasn't for Caesar's presence, he couldn't help but regain his hand, and he would sit in a chair and negotiate.

The bar is filled with arrogant gunpowder, as long as the fuse is ignited enough to detonate the area.

"Be calm down first."

Charles slaps the palm of his hand, using the ability to mind, fills the wine glasses on the table and drinks the glass to the crowd.

Only Asazzo, Eric, and Rogan, all have a temper tantrum, whoever does not accept anyone, did not give Charles a lot of face, still be my own vigilance and hostility.

In the uncontrollable situation, Caesar finally said: "Okay, quiet."

Very plain words, no super powers, no pressure, but let Asazzo three people quiet together.

When Charles saw it, he let out a sigh of relief and glanced at Caesar. He asked the language to ask: "Why are you three, why are you together?"

After all, no matter how you look. Caesar, Assaz, Rogan, and the three are very weird combinations.

Asazzo didn't look away and took the lead: "It's very simple. I have left the Hellfire Club and chose to follow Caesar."

"what?"

Charles and Eric looked at each other and the enemy camp split, which is a good news for them.

"The truth is, he is like a dog."

Caesar shrugged and pointed his finger at Rogan. He said: "This is the drinker I just met these days, Rogan."

Rogan was soaking smoke alone, he would not make friends easily, and Caesar was an exception.

I don't know why, the other side has an inexplicable familiarity, perhaps the same as a rogue, and each has an unspeakable tacit understanding.

"Since everyone is a friend of Caesar, it was just a misunderstanding, but..." Charles turned his head and his eyes fell on Asazzo. "But he used to do things in Shangna. Caesar, we hope he can provide, Information about the Shanghe Hellfire Club."

Asa looked to Caesar, and after Caesar nodded, he said: "Yes, how do you say it... He does not leak anything, and it is not all that I have exposed. During World War II, he was in the concentration camp. An officer who specializes in cultivating mutants and investing in the ranks of war machines."

Asazzo looked at the number on Eric’s left arm. “The digital sign on your hand... you were once part of the concentration camp.”

Eric was sullen, his mother was shot, his companions were buried alive, and his childhood memories were unresolved.

Rogan vomited a smog on his neck, not to mention World War II. Even if it was a war, he also used it as a war machine and plunged into a battle between big powers. Now it is also physically and mentally tired, and disgusted with war, it will be like a wandering trip.

Assaz continued: "After the end of World War II, Germany defeated and surrendered, and the concentration camp was naturally disbanded. It was the formation of the Hellfire Club, which secretly cultivated the mutant forces and wanted to rekindle the Third World War."

Charles’s thought-provoking dagger: “So you intervened in the US military’s high-level decision-making and wanted the United States to provoke the Soviet Union and push the stalemate of the Cold War forward. But why should he do this? What is the benefit of the World War?”

Assato spread his hand and explained: "Shang. He thinks that the mutants are superior, and it is a natural evolutionary trend. So I want the big countries to kill each other and lead the mutants to rule the world."

Caesar, who was listening to it, was already speechless. Sure enough, no matter which time and space, there are one or two villains who want to rule the world.

Only there is the Hydra organization Hung Hom, here is the Hellfire Club.

"Enough, these are not important!"

Eric took a table and said coldly: "Tell me, they are still driving in the submarine, where are they hiding now?"

"submarine……"

Asazzo chanted and sweared: "I remember as if I said... yes, the North Pole. If it is a submarine, they will drive directly to the North Pole."

Charles's eyes lit up and said: "The North Pole? It is very likely! There is no smoke, there has not been penetrated by military forces."

Eric brushed it up, stood up from the chair and walked toward the door with a diameter.

"Eric! What are you going to do?" Charles asked aloud.

Eric took it for granted: "Of course, go to the North Pole and kill him."

"Come on."

This time Charles did not speak, and Asazzo shook his head. "It's still more powerful than you think. Among the mutants, he is definitely one of the best. Don't mention the white queen and the rapids. They are all Good at fighting. Don't say that you alone, even if you add more than a dozen variants, you won't necessarily win."

Variants who have not been trained in combat are better than ordinary people. Once they encounter a mutant who develops capabilities for combat, ten may not be able to defeat one.

"unless……"

Asazzo looked at Caesar in a hidden way and didn't say anything more. If the master does not take the shot, it is estimated that all problems are not a problem.

"Eric, I know your mood, but it’s not an option."

Charles stepped forward and patted Eric's shoulder and persuaded: "First accurately lock the opponent's position, train the mutants who join our camp, I believe we will win!"

Eric is silent.

"Right, forget to say it." Asazzo added: "Also he will never sit still, waiting for you to cultivate the mutants. If he knows that you are recruiting mutants, you will definitely take the initiative."

"Reassured. So I will go out with Eric..."

Just halfway up, Charles stopped, his face turned pale, and then he looked at Eric and said, "No. Is it the base..."

"Your home seems to be gone." Caesar calmed.

(End of this chapter)