In an open-air cafe in Manhattan, New York, a waiter led a beautiful lady wearing sunglasses and a strong man in a black suit and a tough face to face to a table.

After ordering a cup of coffee casually, the gorgeous woman sat down directly, looked at the man in a white windbreaker in front of her for a moment before saying, "If I hadn't accidentally discovered it, I would have never expected that the rising landslide of our Mutant Brotherhood would be our mortal enemy, Mr. Anthony, your man."

"So I hate the enemy like you who can spy on other people's memories the most," Anthony couldn't help but put down his teacup and looked nervous and said, "Even if you are careful, you will still be exposed in front of people like you."

"Actually, I'm very worried about this ability," the gorgeous woman took off her sunglasses and chuckled: "Because it always hurts your heart inadvertently."

"I think Ms. Emma is enjoying it," Anthony smiled. "Or the military would not object to the antidote when the mutant was developed, Ms. Emma would not have opposed it and presided over the fight."

"Maybe," Queen White looked at the coffee and heard Anthony and the others' words, and seemed to understand something. She was slightly panicked. She washed away his memory in this regard, and then took the coffee from him and said lightly: "You have to admit that this ability is indeed very convenient sometimes, right?"

"It makes sense," Anthony chuckled with a coffee cup, "that let's cheer for this very convenient ability."

Next, both sides sat upright here, as if they were waiting for each other to speak first. After a long time, the White Queen couldn't help but smile and complained helplessly: "Mr. Anthony is really calm. He is worthy of being a hero who can make his mark in such a short time."

"Ms. Emma, ​​I'm just here," Anthony replied without hesitation.

He looked at Anthony deeply and felt that it would be dark if he continued to grind like this, so the White Queen didn't talk nonsense and simply said, "I want to ask Mr. Anthony for a way out, but I wonder what Mr. Anthony thinks?"

Anthony's hand stirring coffee with a spoon was slightly paused before he could speak again, "What? Is Ms. Emma unhappy at the brotherhood?"

"Fortunately," said the White Queen, "but Mr. Anthony should be very clear that the war between the Brotherhood and humanity is really not very likely to win, so I have to consider it for the future."

He raised his head and looked at Queen White deeply, and then Anthony said, "Why choose me?"

"Because Mr. Anthony is one of the few people who have the ability to protect me and will not make too many demands on me," said the White Queen on her shoulders.

"Oh? Am I that good?" Anthony chuckled, "I don't know where you saw this from Emma?"

"Although of course it is from Mr. Anthony's words and deeds," said the White Queen very simply: "As the object of the Brotherhood's hostility, the Brotherhood's intelligence department once specially collected information about Mr. Anthony, many of which were even my own hands. Therefore, in some ways, I may know myself better than Mr. Anthony.

Whether it was Mr. Anthony's original subordinates or the prisoners he recruited later, they all lived a pretty good life. Senior cadres such as Bull Eye and Death Knives also had a long vacation and bonus after completing their missions.

And the most important thing is that, except for a few betrayers, I rarely see Mr. Anthony attacking his own people in the information. Even some of the most serious ones were sent to bitter and cold areas like Berry. To be honest, I like this very much."

"So I'm so good," Anthony was really amused when he heard the White Queen praise him like this: "I thought I was a very unforgivable bad guy who made the child stop crying."

"It is indeed the case in some ways," the White Queen nodded and admitted, "This time our mutant brotherhood released the virus on a large scale. Wasn't it successful for Mr. Anthony to be easily indulged? That's the lives of millions of people. In this regard, Mr. Anthony, you can indeed be called the extremely evil villain."

"How much did this idiot know?" Anthony glanced at the mountain collapse next to him, and then looked distressed and said, "Do you think I want to leave you here directly? My White Queen."

"Mr. Anthony," said the White Queen, "I said I was just here to find a way out for myself. If I were to cause trouble for Mr. Anthony, I would not be here today."

"Can I trust you?" Anthony tasted.

The White Queen took a sip of coffee and said as if she was pointing out: "I have always felt that the word trust is relatively speaking. As long as there is a bond of interest, then trust will have a soil for survival. And the bigger the bond of interest, the more unbreakable the trust will be."

Anthony was silent for a moment when he heard this, then narrowed his eyes and continued, "I can give you treatment, protection, and even more. But what benefits can you bring to me?"

"A lot, Mr. Anthony just said, you are most annoying to enemies like me who can spy on other people's memories," said the White Queen, "If I were Mr. Anthony's own person, wouldn't the one who was troubled by the nerves?

Just like now, I learned from the memories of the landslide that Mr. Anthony seems to want to take the Brotherhood for his own use, and I can play a big role in it, so that Mr. Anthony can avoid many detours. After all, I am the one who handles the self-test in the Brotherhood."

Anthony stared at the White Queen for a moment, then smiled again on his face, and stretched out his hand and said, "I have to say, Ms. Emma, ​​your words really touched me. Then welcome Ms. Emma to join us. Believe me, you will not regret your decision today."

"Then I'll wait and see," Queen White also reached out and held Anthony's hand.

Watching Queen Bai and the Land Crack leave together, Anthony's smile slowly calmed down, stood up, took the cane from Gin's hand, and then ordered without looking back: "Do it, don't leave any traces."

"Yes, boss." Gin responded, then put on a pair of sunglasses, and was born to attract everyone's attention. Seeing Monkey took out the memory cleaning and weaving instrument obtained from the world of the man in black.
Chapter completed!