The researchers looked at Li Ang, who was as calm as a stroll in the suburbs, and said bitterly: "I know I will be liquidated one day, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."

"I always have to pay it back when I come out." Li Ang spread his hands and said, "It seems that you are the leadership of this military base?"

"I can't say the leadership." The researcher shook his head and said, "I am just responsible for proposing experimental plans and leading the scientific research team to overcome difficulties."

As the words "Experimental Plan" blurted out, the group of mutants became immediately excited. The researchers were very familiar with the expressions on the faces of those mutants.

Unforgettable hatred.

Li Ang raised one palm, and the noise behind him immediately dissipated. He looked at the scientific researcher who was wearing the same white coat as him and smiled and said, "Do you have children?"

"Yes," the researchers nodded, "They are as old as these mutant children."

"Then do you believe in religion?"

"I believe that my family is devout Christian. Before I came to this military base to host the project, I would accompany my wife to church to attend services every Sunday." The researchers replied.

Li Ang whistled and said with a smile: "It's really interesting. A standard American middle-class man with scientific and cultural literacy, pious beliefs, a happy family, and a decent job, can conduct inhumane human experiments on ordinary children who are also American citizens."

"I have no choice," the researcher shook his head bitterly and whispered: "There are always some things that someone needs to do, right?"

"Indeed, scientific research requires a price. This price itself has nothing to do with good or evil, or with a position." Li Ang said indifferently: "However, humans, such high-level creatures, have good or evil, and have a position. People will be sad because of the cry of children, suffer because of the wail of compatriots, and will leave tears because of the softness of their hearts.

If the suffering of innocent innocent people can no longer be maintained, such existence will not be worthy of being called human."

The researchers pursed their lips tightly, and the rapid footsteps of military boots trampling on the concrete floor were vaguely heard in the corridor.

The security system in the military base finally started to operate slowly and firmly.

In order to avoid rioting by mutants as experimental materials, the soldiers in the base have been professionally trained, and the weapons in their hands are not all ordinary power gunpowder. Some are Tasers with electric shock effects and anesthesia guns loaded with quick-acting coma potions.

Mutants have various special abilities, but in most cases they cannot withstand bullets.

Once shocked by firearms, these unprofessional abilities will fall into helplessness and will eventually be captured by ordinary soldiers with absolute advantage in numbers.

A small team of human soldiers blocked the door of the office, three shock bombs were dropped in, and the steel shells rolled on the ground.

Magneto lowered his head slightly and glanced at the shock bomb.

The majestic magnetic field suddenly turned, and the metal parts inside the shock-detonation bomb were quickly twisted and deformed, breaking the chain reaction before igniting the gunpowder.

Magneto floated up, he floated out of the office, standing alone in the narrow corridor.

The human soldiers chose to fire without hesitation, and the bullets spun out of the rifle and drew straight trajectory in the air.

Magneto stretched out his palm without a trace of fireworks.

The bullets stagnated, and the copper shells in the air were stationary as if solidified, and were distributed sporadically in front of Magneto.

The Taser with wires is also useless, and the anesthetic needle with the needle as the tip is also useless.

"You guys are too weak."

Magneto said softly, almost murmuring, the shells driven by magnetic fields slowly turned their direction, and the circular warheads stared at the soldiers at the end of the corridor.

The nearly miraculous scenes undoubtedly tear apart the human soldiers' desire to resist, and this level of mutants has exceeded the scope they can handle.

Then, run for your life.

Military boots scratched the concrete floor, and the faces of these human soldiers were covered with a look of "terror".

"Run apart!"

The soldiers roared and fled in the well-connected underground passages.

The heavy breathing echoed in the tunnel, and at the same time, the sound of military boots with larger scales was coming.

Magneto did not catch up with him, and he decided to let the bullets fly for a while.

A total of 100 bullet bullets began to move forward very slowly under the control of the magnetic field, with an acceleration of 10m/s∧2.

In the office, Li Ang was not disturbed by the noise outside at all, and still asked calmly: "Are there any backups of the experimental records of all the weapons plan?"

"Yes, it's in the safe upstairs." The researcher lowered his eyes and said softly: "I don't know who you are, but no matter how powerful mutant power is standing behind you, it's impossible to fight against the federal government."

"Uh, you're wrong." Li Ang pointed to the X-Men and the Brotherhood members standing behind him, and said calmly: "They are not my backers. On the other hand, I am their current boss--although the fact that I am not a mutant myself."

The researcher smiled miserably and shook his head and said, "Okay, what can you do if you can integrate the power of mutants? The history buried in this underground base is too dirty and too dark. There are countless powerful people, organizations, and forces involved.

It's like a scar that has completely rotted and maggots, but is also crucial.

No one wants to untie this dried blood scab to expose the trauma to the air.

Any act of trying to reveal the truth will be hit like thunder."

"To be honest, my ears were calloused when I heard this similar threat." Li Ang said with a smile: "But now, I am still alive."

The researcher was silent for a moment, raised his head suddenly, and said hoarsely, "I don't want to die."

"No one wants to die." Li Ang smiled and said, "I am not the kind of murderer who likes to deprive others of their lives. How about you handing your life to these mutant children?"

He turned around and said kindly to the mutant children who have been imprisoned in prison for many years: "Okay, kids, whoever wants him to die, please raise your hands to vote."

In silence, his arms were raised high in the air.

The researchers trembled all over and leaned most of their bodies against the wall.

The vote ended, eighty-five to zero.

Magneto floated back to the office, holding a ball of blood-stained bullets in his palm, floating towards the scientific researchers.

"General William Stryker, now should be in the basement at the bottom."

The scientific researcher who couldn't even say his name had seen his ending. He stood up, his eyes full of indifference, "You are going to deal with not only ordinary soldiers, but also the biochemical weapons I have carefully developed..."

"I'm looking forward to it." Li Ang said with a smile.

Countless bullets flew past him and rushed forward.
Chapter completed!