Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 462 First Kill the Pentagon, Then Kill the Unlucky One (First Update!)

boom!
As Hawke's final punch landed, the alloy door, already dented beyond repair, finally let out a creaking sound and was pierced through by Hawke's fist.

Inside the safe house.

All eyes, including Thaddeus Ross's, were filled with shock and fear as they stared at the alloy door that had been blasted open, a gap large enough for one person to pass through, through the force of two hands.

next second.

Hawk, dressed in a scarlet bodysuit, appeared expressionless in the sight of everyone in the safe house. The blinding red light of the safe house illuminated his calm face.

Throughout the entire process, Hawke did not utter a single word.

The only sounds were the piercing alarm of the safe house, the metallic clanging of the torn alloy door behind them, and the heartbeats of everyone in the safe house in this eerie situation.

"Ah!"

Hawke's gaze swept over the people hiding in the safe house before settling on Thaddeus Ross's face.

Thaddeus Ross opened his mouth.

"Mr. Phoenix, we can..."

"Crack!"

The moment Thaddeus Ross opened his mouth, Hawke appeared in front of him, raised his right hand, grabbed the latter's neck, and squeezed hard.

Thaddeus Ross's expression froze instantly, his gaze lingering on a mixture of tension, unease, fear, and anticipation before visibly losing focus.

Pfft!
Hawke released his right hand, letting Thaddeus Ross's wide-eyed corpse fall freely, then spoke calmly.

"talk?"

"You think I'm Magneto?"

The reason these people can be so disrespectful to mutants is largely due to the help of Professor X, who is a mutant and stands on the side of humans.

But another reason is Magneto, the leader of the mutant hawks.

Lao Wan isn't actually a typical hawk.

If one had to define Magneto, Hawke would say that the label of "surrenderist" suits him better.

Good guy.

What do you think rebellion is?
Are you going to treat us to a meal? We were practically on our way to the White House, just one step away from victory. You could have at least chopped off the president at the time.

The results of it?
Not only did the president not cut off the money, but he even chose to abandon his grand plan after Professor X's barrage of words.

hiss!
They turned a life-or-death struggle into a childish game, no wonder the Federation treats mutants like pigs and dogs.

If it were Hawke, Hawke would have done the same.

I can torment you a thousand times, but you pose no threat to me whatsoever. Even if you come to my door, so what? I have Professor X. With a few words, he'll make you think I can lay down my weapons and become a Buddha.

and so--

The current situation of mutants on this earth is 80% due to Professor X, the "Mother Teresa," and another 20% due to Magneto, the "surrenderist."

But Hawke is neither of those two people.

Can we talk?
Talk about your mother!
When I try to talk to you nicely, you don't listen. Fine, when I start to use my fists, when you try to talk nicely again, it's my turn to not listen.

Reciprocity is a courtesy.

Very reasonable.

Hawke looked at Thaddeus Ross, who lay dead with his eyes wide open, and said this, then stomped on his head until it was crushed. He then looked up at the others in the safe house and said in a cold voice, "Where's temporary worker number 1600? Contact him."

The others in the safe house looked at each other in bewilderment upon hearing this.

Hawke raised his eyebrows.

"If temporary worker number 1600 doesn't appear on the big screen within ten seconds, you will all die!"

"...Contact number 1600 immediately!"

"quick!"

Ten seconds later.

On the large screen in the safe house, the background of the oval office appeared instantly, along with the temporary worker who was sitting behind that historic desk.

Hawke frowned as he looked at the temporary worker appearing on the big screen.

"Another unlucky person!"

"..."

The temporary worker who appeared on the big screen turned pale instantly upon hearing Hawke's blatant words.

However, considering that he was originally an unlucky person with bad luck, it's impossible to tell from his appearance how unlucky he is.

"Cough cough!"

The unlucky guy coughed subconsciously, cleared his throat, and looked through the big screen at Hawke, who was in the safe house with his feet on a corpse: "Mr. Phoenix, I assure you that the Sentinel Service incident and the attack on you have nothing to do with 1600. They were all the actions of William Stryker and Thaddeus Ross!"

They're just passing the buck.

They were quite professional in this matter.

Ten years ago, they shifted the blame once, blaming all issues concerning mutants on Bolivar Trask.

if not?
Does this mean they are directly admitting that their Federation is supporting Bolivar Trask and trying to get him to develop a way to control or even suppress mutants?

Stop it.

The one at fault is Bolivar Trask, not their Federation. Their Federation intended to coexist peacefully with mutants, and they too were deceived.

Just like right now.

The mistake was made by William Stryker and Thaddeus Ross, not by anyone else, and certainly not by Federal Unit 1600.

Hawke laughed as he watched the non-European's serious-sounding nonsense on the big screen.

Even the unlucky one laughed.

“Mr. Phoenix, you have…”

"puff!"

"what!"

"Shit!" "Fuck!"

Before the unlucky one could speak again, Hawke moved in an instant, appearing directly in front of another general. With a forceful squeeze of his hand, he crushed the general's head, eliciting screams and heart-pounding fear from everyone in the safe house. The politician's smile on the unlucky one's face froze on the big screen.

“Phineas…”

"puff!"

"what!"

"Jesus Christ!"

"..."

The unlucky guy fell silent, staring through the screen at the third headless corpse on the ground in the Pentagon safe house, and at the expressionless Hawke, plunging into complete silence.

after awhile.

Hawke chuckled softly and looked up at the big screen again.

"not talking anymore?"

"..."

The unlucky guy pursed his lips.

say?

How could he, as a politician, not see that Hawke was just threatening to kill someone if he spoke? Under such circumstances, what could he possibly say?

"Hehe, I thought you, this unlucky guy, were as stupid as that unlucky guy in my world who was almost wiped out by me."

Hawke looked at the unlucky person who hadn't responded and said, "I didn't expect you to be so clever."

next second.

He changed the subject.

"only……"

"It's no use!"

At this point, Hawke stopped again, the crimson light transforming into lightning that instantly pierced through the bodies of the others who were still alive in the safe house. Amidst the rising blood foam in the safe house, when Hawke reappeared, the safe house was completely empty.

Again.

When I try to talk to you nicely, you don't listen. So when you try to talk to me nicely, I won't listen either.

Hawke looked at the unlucky person on the big screen and a smile crept onto his face.

"Unlucky guy, since you're so smart, guess why I had the people here contact you?"

"..."

As soon as these words came out.

Seeing the blood and foam filling the safe house, the unlucky guy realized what was happening in an instant, his face filled with fear, and he subconsciously looked at Hawk on the big screen.

But Hawke has disappeared.

"not good!"

"He's heading this way..."

In the Oval Office, the alarm bells went off instantly. He slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and roared in terror.

next second.

The piercing alarm instantly resounded throughout the white building, and the air defense system automatically went online and began to prepare for operation.

Before the air defense system could fully react, the moment the close-in weapon system above the white building turned its muzzle, a crimson streak of light, like a meteorite falling from the sky, precisely pierced the roof of the white building.

boom--!
There was no detour, no probing, only the most extreme penetration!
The solid white dome turned to dust the moment it came into contact with Hawke, and the scarlet light did not slow down in the slightest, relentlessly piercing through every floor.

The chandeliers in the Federal Hall turned into shimmering powder under the shockwave.

The silk wall decorations in the Red Hall were torn to shreds by the shockwave.

The exquisite furniture in the Blue Hall tumbled and disintegrated in the blast wave.

The so-called reinforced concrete, like fragile cardboard, burst inward, creating a large hole that ran from top to bottom through the entire white building.

Gravel and dust cascaded down like a waterfall.

The whole process took less than half a second!
Inside the Oval Office, the moment before the angry roar of the unlucky man still echoed, the ceiling suddenly shattered.

Hawke fell vertically from the falling debris, his toes landing on the blue carpet with golden eagles symbolizing the Federation. The shockwave that followed shattered the bulletproof glass of the entire office, and the surging air blasted everyone inside, including the unlucky people, the staff, and those who had been notified and rushed there for an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures.

All of a sudden.

The entire oval office was thrown into chaos.

The Secret Service agents outside immediately burst through the door, their pistols aimed directly at Hawke, who stood alone in the Oval Office, looking like a demon god.

But just as they were about to fire...

Hawke had already grabbed the unlucky guy who had crashed into the wall behind him, then grabbed him by the throat, and stared blankly at the Secret Service agent who ran in.

All of a sudden.

The Secret Service agents' fingers were on the triggers, not daring to make the slightest move.

"how?"

"Afraid to fire?"

The Secret Service agents remained expressionless and silent, their guns fixed firmly on Hawke.

next second.

Hawke's lips curled into a smile.

"You wouldn't dare!"

"I dare!"

"puff--!!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)