Chapter 910: The Grief-Stricken Magneto
Bang!
Kent kicked the car next to him hard, and severe pain came from his toes. Coupled with the anxiety in his heart, he, who was always humble and polite, couldn't help but curse.
At this time, Amber had already gotten into the police car.
In order to prevent being attacked while driving, two layers of barbed wire were added between the front and rear seats, and there were steel bars as thick as a thumb inside.
"This is not the way to the police station."
Looking at the receding scenery around her, Amber suddenly spoke.
"Boy, you should know what we want."
The fat policeman sitting in the passenger seat turned his head with a ferocious smile on his face: "Ten thousand yuan is too little. You have to come up with another thirty thousand yuan to live here. I can guarantee that no one will come looking for you again in the future." You're in trouble."
"To whom? To you?"
Amber did not yell as he expected, but asked calmly.
This made the policeman who was driving couldn't help but look over.
He and his companion looked at each other, and both of them understood each other's thoughts.
"Maybe I just said less, one hundred thousand!"
The fat policeman changed his words viciously, "Give me 100,000, or you will be imprisoned and deported!"
"Money is not a big problem, I just want to know if the mayor asked you to come here."
Amber still remained calm.
"Why else do you think we would come here?"
The fat policeman felt that he could handle Amber easily, so he was not afraid to say it out loud: "Just after you paid the money, we got the order. Boy, for the sake of your cooperation, I can make you suffer less." ”
"When you get to the place, write a letter to your wife and ask her to bring the money, and then we will let you go."
The policeman driving the car also spoke up: "Don't try to play tricks, it will only make things worse."
Amber exhaled softly, and with a slight break of her handcuffed hands, the handcuffs broke like paper.
The fat policeman was stunned. He didn't realize what was happening at all. His head was pressed down by a big hand, and then it exploded with a bang.
The white and red stuff was sprinkled all over the other policeman.
He reached up and rubbed his eyes, as if to determine if it was an hallucination.
Amber didn't let him wait long. She raised her foot and penetrated the car floor and fell into the road. The speeding police car let out a scream, and the back half flew out in two.
After rolling on the ground a few times, he fell on the sand beside the road.
boom!
Looking at the exploding car, Amber turned her head silently and walked towards the town. In a few steps, she had transformed into a completely different person.
With his status, it is very troublesome to solve the problem on the surface, but from another perspective, it is very easy to solve the person who caused the trouble.
In addition, in order to ensure that there would be no further trouble, Amber decided to let the mayor's family also go there for a reunion.
That night.
In the farm cabin, A Fang was breastfeeding her child. Sitting next to her was Martha, who looked anxious, and Kent, who kept pacing in the living room.
"Fang, why don't you look worried at all?"
Kent thought of many ways and asked many people, but he couldn't get a good solution. "If An can't come back, Clark will lose his father."
After hearing this, Afang, who was breastfeeding, slowly raised her head, with an expression on her face that looked a bit like Amber.
Just listen to her whisper: "I have confidence in my man, he will not be trapped by such a trivial matter."
"But."
Kent hesitated to speak, then sighed heavily and began to walk back and forth again.
Although they had not known each other for a long time, after becoming Clark's godfather, he had already regarded the Asian couple as friends. Now that things have turned out like this, he feels very uncomfortable and even feels a little guilty.
In Kent's view, this was because he failed to handle things well and betrayed their trust.
Just when he was about to lose control, the sound of tires scraping against the ground came from the road outside the farm.
"You wait here, I'll go take a look."
Kent felt like a spring was pressed under his feet, and he immediately ran outside.
When he saw the people getting out of the car outside, he couldn't help but froze in place.
"Ann, you're back!? This is great. They didn't make things difficult for you?"
"It was quite difficult to solve at first, but then I didn't know what happened. They said it was a misunderstanding and asked me to come back."
Amber shrugged, then picked up the thing in his hand: "Fortunately, there is a barbecue restaurant that is open. Do you want to eat something together?"
"Hahaha, of course, let's have a drink today."
Kent's whole body relaxed, with an unstoppable smile on his face.
Inside the room, Afang, who was hugging her child tightly, also let out a sigh of relief at this moment.
Although she wasn't too anxious, she still had some worries. It would be best to see someone back now.
"Martha, hold the kids for me while I go get some food. They must be starving."
"Let me help you too."
Martha stood up immediately and said with a smile while taking Clark.
On the outskirts of New York, in an abandoned factory.
"Max, why are you doing this?!"
Charles' face was full of heartache, "Compared to the huge base of mankind, our compatriots are just a small sesame on the elephant. There is no hope in confrontation. Only by integrating can we win a stable life."
"Old friend, I don't know what's wrong with you, calling me here to talk nonsense."
Marx has obtained a helmet that can block his old friend's superpowers, otherwise he would never appear in Charles' sight: "But if there is nothing else, can you leave my subordinates' minds?"
"You did something wrong, I must make up for it!"
After Charles finished speaking, several level 4 mutants walked out from around the factory. These were warriors who agreed with his ideas and were willing to fight for them.
"Are you serious?"
Marx shook his head, "You know my ability. In such an environment, they are not my opponents. For the sake of compatriots, I don't want to kill anyone."
"How do you know if you don't try?"
Charles did not retreat as usual, but said with a sad face: "You shouldn't kill the Freemasons. They have immense power. As long as they exert a little force, the compatriots living in human society will fall into hell. Now everything can be saved. Stop it, Marx."
"What? Freemasonry?"
Marx was confused, "My old friend, what nonsense are you talking about? I have never heard of this name. Why do you want to kill them?"
"Don't you admit it now?"
The pain in Charles' eyes became more intense, "You corrupted Marx. You didn't avoid what you did before."
"Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"
Marx almost vomited blood, "If I did it, I would certainly admit it, but the problem is not me?"