Chapter 172
Doctor Morris has lived in Las Vegas for 7 years. He doesn’t like the environment here. No matter how prosperous it is, it is still a city in the desert. With the level of science and technology, he hasn't been able to transform the desert, but he likes money, so he has had a good time practicing medicine in this place for the past few years.
As a well-known local black market doctor, he sometimes goes to the casino to cheer up, which also makes Morris seem to find the feeling of his youth. To this day, four of them wore black suits with half tattoos on their necks. The guy with the half-revealed black devil tattoo rushed into his private clinic, took the doctor to a strange 5-Star level hotel, and then he saw his patient.
"God is here, he should have died for such an injury..."
The doctor panting with rage casually rolled over the unconscious John's eyelids, he was shrugged," You should have brought me here earlier, he is out of help, wait to die."
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A gun was placed on the table, and Lewis just sobered up. Looking at the old slippery head in front of him with a bad face, the latter frowned thought for a while,
"Well, I can try it, but an ordinary person can't survive this kind of injury, so He is a Mutant, right?"
"What? You don't earn Mutant's money?"
Lewis rubbed his forehead, waved impatiently, and a suitcase was put away On the table, he opened it, took a look at the guy opposite, and then turned it to Morris. Most of the box of banknotes was not as much as the doctor imagined, but it was enough for him to take a risk.
"No, I mean..."
Doctor Morris pressed his finger on the surface of the box. He laughed, and his indifferent expression softened.
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"I have saved Mutant’s life a few times. Okay... Give me 10 minutes to prepare. These freaks are still so easy to die, but I explained in advance that I will leave after the operation. , I don’t want to mix up the mess between you!"
The old doctor held the money box in his hands grandiosely and walked into the room specially prepared for him. His angry voice followed It sounded,
"Go find my three assistants and tell them that they can get out of my clinic within 15 minutes!"
When they were busy operating on the seriously injured and dying "Ghost Spirit" John, in the opposite house, Cyber comfortably leaned against the window facing the hotel’s large swimming pool. The young and beautiful girls showed off their beauty wantonly. Body, play in the water.
Cyber's holds a lit cigarette in his left hand, and his right hand is very pretending to hold a glass of red wine... Not that he likes to drink this, he just smoked a bottle from the wine cabinet, but good Now, his tastes are very mixed.
On the big bed behind him, there should have been a beauty, casinos and women who should have let him go. This is almost the standard in Las Vegas, but now, that On the large bed, three fainted men were stacked one after another.
Cyber leaned on the chair, took a sip of wine, and whispered,
"How long are you going to pretend to sleep?"
No one Say, Cyber chuckled, then no longer paid attention to, and started to look at the beauties outside the window leisurely again, ten seconds later, the man lying on the top jumped up, he did not speak immediately, but Walking to the full-length mirror of the house, frowned, looking at the bruises on his face.
Remy LeBeau is not Wolverine or Sabretooth... he doesn’t have that abnormal self-healing ability, so the bruise that Cyber’s punch left on his face may take several days to sink, he turns Overlooking, akimbo, looking at Cyber,
"I said, how do you know I'm pretending to be dizzy?"
"Your heartbeat has dropped to 10 beats per minute, and your breathing is also It becomes long, which is enough to hide from ordinary persons."
Cyber put the wine glass in his hand aside, and he moved his shoulders. "But in the eyes of professionals, your movements are almost the same. The earthquake is almost the same, it is difficult for me to convince myself to ignore the nasty breathing...well, we have wasted too much time, let’s talk about what I want to know."
He stood up , Leaning against the window, flicking the soot in her hand, there is still a red light beating in her eyes,
"Say, you can go."
Remy looked straight at Cyber's face. He tried to distinguish a hint of favorable emotions from this face, but he didn't. And Cyber's battle strength, he had already seen clearly when the three of them were fighting. It is stronger than Victor and equal to Logan. It seems that there is a special method that can strengthen the strength in a short period of time, and the same high level of self-healing.
Such an opponent is desperate, and Remy can be sure that this guy in front of him is extremely cold, and dealing with him must be dangerous, so he weighed it for a moment, nodded, and reached out. Open the chair,
"You can ask."
Cyber glanced at him, waved his hand and threw a cigarette over, the latter took it in his hand, and took out a very cool silver Lighter, ignite.
"Who are you?"
"Remy LeBeau, from New Orleans, I know what you want to ask."
Remy plays with a lighter in the palm of his hand. In a fancy way, he said relaxedly, "I was tricked into the island by a bastard named Ajax. He said that there is a way to cure the migraine that I have had since I was a child. I was detained there for 2 years, but now Think about it, he didn't lie to me, my headache was cured."
This guy is a talkative person. He gently opened his clothes, revealing the scars on his abdomen.
"But this is the price."
Nodded of Cyber indifferent expression,
"Why did you save Victor? I don't think that guy will have friends like you."
When Remy heard this question, a big smile appeared on his face. He looked at Cyber,
"Then why did you save him? If I didn’t guess Wrong, our behavior has the same reason... Victor is not a good person, but he is not a bad asshole."
"so that's how it is."
Cyber nodded, Remy was able to escape from Stryker's second base, and it seemed that he was also helped by Sabretooth, but Cyber was very puzzled why the guy did this, but he was very sensible and didn’t ask it out. He pondered for a moment,
"Where is that island?"
"Close!"
Remy LeBeau threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the sky, a touch of purple rays of light The cigarette butt flowed. After 1 second, the cigarette butt burst open. The gray smoke flowed between Remy's fingers as if he had his own consciousness. This scene caused Cyber to narrow his eyes, and the latter looked at him. Whispered,
"Do you know about the Mutant riots in California 4 years ago?"
"Hmm"
Cyber nodded, that was his arrival just now At that time, the news he saw in the old man's newspaper was also the first time he came into contact with Mutant-related news.
"Do you know why that riot happened?"
Remy's mood became sad, "Because in that month, 17 schools in California, a total of 23 students were missing...all Mutant, the Mutant brothers only contributed to the incident, but the ordinary person called the parade this time a riot...they were just I want to protect my child, nothing more."
"Str yker took them? Where are those children now? "
Cyber's voice suddenly became soft, Remy glanced at him, stood up shaking, turned towards the door,
"I tried not to think about the answer... if If you can really kill Stryker, the entire Mutant of California will appreciate you... That place is on the island off the coast of Pennsylvania. It was the reconstruction site of the Three Mile Island nuclear power plant accident more than 30 years ago. They also called it New Three Mile Island...Who would Believe that there will be a secret base under a nuclear power plant? "
"Tell Victor, I owe him the favor, and I paid it back. "
Remy left a word, opened the door and floated away, Cyber walked to the chair he made, picked up the lighter he put on the table, the silver shell, dotted with the top A sculpture of a devil looks very gorgeous, and it can be seen that this is Remy's beloved, and the edge has been polished with a touch of luster.
As for why he left this thing here...probably It’s a ransom.
Cyber hehe smiled and played with the lighter in his hand. This is another very interesting guy. He didn’t look back and asked in a low voice,
" How about you? When are you going to pretend to sleep? "
"I thought you couldn't find out..."
The complexion pale Victor rubbed his head and sat up from the bed. He glanced at Logan, who was still in a coma next to him with a complex expression. After receiving two heavy blows from Remy's in a row, and the target is accurately placed on the head, Logan is destined to sleep for a long time.
"Why? Want to kill him? "
Cyber leaned on the table and said with a nasty smile, "If you want to kill, drag it out to kill, don't make my place dirty." "
Victor shook the head, he got up from the bed with some difficulty, Logan shot very hard, even with his self-healing power, it takes some time to fully recover, and Logan's soaring battle strength It also made Victor, who had been hesitating about something, make up his mind.
When he walked out the door, Victor turned his head and whispered,
"Stryker is on Three Mile Island There is his final product...Weapon X, you have to be careful, it is best to find a few more helpers. "
"I'm really curious, Victor...Who do you work for?" "
Cyber's question paused Victor's footsteps, "You helped me and released Remy LeBeau, which makes me suspect that you are loyal to Stryker's... I don't understand you people very much." Idea, but I know at least one truth. "
He stared at Victor's back,
"A guy like you who sacrifices his own brother relationship in order to hide, what he plots must be amazing...if you are interested in telling me NS? "
Victor turned his head slightly, there was a smile on his stubble side,
"You know too much... when you should know, you will naturally know Yes, by the way, I have never been from Stryker's. He can't give me what I want. For your help, I will reveal a message to you. You can listen to it as a joke. "
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Cyber became interested, and then he heard Victor’s hoarse voice,
"The history of this world is actually The most interesting thing is that when mankind first began to develop civilization, they said that there are gods in this world. More than one person with a long history said that they have seen real gods, so everyone went crazy to worship them, They regarded them as the Sovereign of the world. Later, they said that there is no god in the world, and they negate all the history written by their ancestors like they are neurotic... Use a set of technological theories that seem right but actually isn't as the basis of this poor society . "
Victor paused, he asked a question playfully,
"But if God really doesn't exist, who did our ancestors see?" "
"Cyber, be careful, some existences hidden under the absurd appearance of the world have already noticed you..."