Chapter 907: Killing in Progress

Chapter 907: Killing in Progress

"Hi! See you again."

Amber, who had just come out of the rental house, heard the voice behind him greeting him. He turned his head and saw Steve wearing his very abstract combat uniform. The fancy look was enough to ensure that he would be the most handsome guy anywhere.

"Hello, what are you doing?"

Amber held back the thought of complaining and asked.

"Like I said before, many times before we completely achieve our goals, we have to do things we don't want to do."

Steve spread his hands and said helplessly.

Amber nodded, said good luck, and then parted ways with him.

There are still two days before the end of the month. He plans to go shopping in New York and see if he can bring some gifts back to Afang and the others.

But this idea was quickly dispelled. It was not because he didn't encounter good things or because he had no money, but because those guys refused to provide services to him on the grounds of skin and other things.

Not to say 100%, but at least nine out of ten stores are like this.

As a result, Amber's mood for shopping was completely destroyed and he had to go home.

From this perspective, he had really blamed the agent a little wrongly before, after all, that guy didn't care about the race issue.

Then

Something even more disgusting happened. Amber was surrounded by uniformed police officers before he walked far and asked to check his ID.

It was almost dark when those people confirmed it repeatedly.

In other words, they just had a bad attitude and didn't get started. In addition, Amber had things to do and didn't want to make a big fuss, otherwise there would be major news in the newspaper tomorrow.

Well, it was probably a headline like "The heroic detective died gloriously."

Amber didn't go out for the next two days until the 30th.

At 6 pm, the setting sun was bloody.

Moses, who was hiding in an extremely hidden safe house, was still found, and his wife and two children were inside.

"Your Excellency!"

Smelling the bloody smell coming from outside, this giant who almost monopolized the entire rubber industry in the United States showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

It's not that he didn't think about leaving the city directly, but he didn't dare to gamble, but he was unwilling to sit and wait for death, so he thought of this way.

New York is so big, as long as you hide well, there should be no problem, right?

When they met, Amber did not leave any contact information, nor did he say when to meet, and he really did not do anything, just mentioned it slightly, asking those people to strengthen security.

Anyway, if you can't find it, it has nothing to do with me.

But at this moment, this idea seems a bit too naive.

Similarly, Moses was also very fortunate that he did not act rashly.

"See you again."

Amber greeted like an old friend, and at the same time looked into the safe house.

This place is located in the middle of a building. Except for the hidden elevator, it cannot be reached by any means. And the whole place is reinforced with unknown metals, and the ventilation system and other facilities are complete. As long as there is enough food, you can live for a long time.

In the doomsday, it is a perfect refuge.

"Is this your family? Yeah, very cute kids."

Looking at the two children under five years old, Amber waved and said hello. Although the latter shyly buried their heads in their mother's pants, he still laughed.

Compared with that, Moses's face was much uglier.

"Sir, the exchange meeting will be held at nine o'clock tonight, and the location is a private club at 20 Washington Street."

"Come with me."

Amber said in a tone that could not be refused.

Although he already knew the result, Moses still collapsed as if his spine was pulled out when he heard this.     Turning his head to look at his wife, he said something silently, and nodded as if he accepted his fate.

"As you wish, sir."

"That's right."

Amber patted his shoulder, "Next, I will stay by your side until I finish what I want to do."

This time, it is impossible to use his original appearance to work, and change his height and facial features. For him who can control every part of his body 100%, it is just a trivial matter.

With Moses's expression as if his mother had died, the two walked out of the safe house.

Outside, as he had guessed, dozens of extremely elite security personnel were killed without firing a single bullet.

After this incident, Moses' attitude towards mutants was raised again, and he completely lost trust in technology and ordinary people.

For a wealthy man with countless assets, nothing is more precious than his own life.

"Mom, is that uncle a bad guy just now?"

In the closed safe house, a childish voice sounded.

"Remember his appearance, he will be your biggest enemy in this life."

In Moses' worst plan, he would die in the rally, and his family would inherit part of the estate and then leave the country to start a new life.

Night.

In the extremely luxurious hall, gentlemen in suits and ties and ladies with jewels were dancing, and the soft music made people not want to do anything else in this situation.

Except for enjoyment.

For most people in this world, this is a place that is enough to flock to.

But Steve is not one of them.

Every time those notes beat, he frowned, and the laughter of the people here kept provoking his nerves.

The dead comrades, the civilians wailing in the artillery fire, and everything he saw in the book were constantly echoing in Steve's mind.

They reminded him of the truth of this world and drove him to keep moving forward.

"You look bad, do you want to take a rest?"

A gentle female voice sounded beside him. Steve knew who it was without looking back. He immediately restrained his previous appearance and became like most people present.

"Maybe I didn't rest well. I just need to relax."

"Haha, I didn't expect our hero to have this side. I thought you were so tenacious at all times!"

The girl's eyes were like the stars destroyed in the night sky outside.

Steve turned his head slightly, not wanting to look at her.

Just as he was thinking about what to do to resolve the embarrassment, a sharp busy tone broke the atmosphere of the venue.

Everyone's eyes involuntarily looked at the place where the pianist was originally standing.

I don't know when a black-haired figure appeared there.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's so nice to see you. You may not know me, but it doesn't matter, because you won't need to know me soon."

Amber looked at the pairs of eyes below and the familiar faces in the crowd, and couldn't help laughing.

Things seemed to be getting interesting.