Chapter 61: Master...Let's go!

"Lynn, get in the car," George urged again.

Lynn shook his head, dispelling his unease.

I got into the car.

Finally, a few minutes later, the three arrived at 13 Bran Road.

What catches the eye.

There were crowds of onlookers.

"It's so pitiful. Who would have thought that such a young child would be a mutant?"

"Absolutely, and they look so cute."

"Alas, fate plays tricks on us."

"Heh, mutants, they all deserve to die, whether they're big or small, their blood is filthy."

The noise was incessant; many people were discussing it, and some even took out their phones and posted it online.

"Make way, make way, I'm a police officer!"

Lynn showed his police ID and pushed through the crowd.

Many people turned back in anger.

However, upon seeing Lynn's police ID, they still made way for her.

"Lynn, you're here too. That Caesar is no human being."

"Damn, such a small child."

Several police colleagues saw Lynn.

They all greeted each other.

Lynn nodded in acknowledgment but did not speak.

They walked quickly inside.

"Dad, Dad, don't die!"

"Please, please let me and my father go."

A child's innocent cries rang out, along with pleas for help.

Lynn's expression changed.

He was very familiar with that crying sound.

It was Alice.

He hurriedly pushed through the crowd.

Then I witnessed a scene of utter despair.

The fat cook was lying on the ground.

His whole body was covered in blood.

beside him.

Alice, like a porcelain doll, knelt on the ground.

His clothes were torn in many places, and there was a bright red handprint on his chubby face.

At this moment, her hands were radiating golden light.

It kept the fat chef alive.

However, the ability to mutate seems to have side effects.

Alice coughed up a lot of blood from her mouth and nose, staining her clothes red.

"It can even heal injuries; it's truly an amazing mutant ability." Caesar clapped his hands.

He gave a wink to one of his men: "Take him away."

His face is swollen, so we can treat it.

Two soldiers immediately stepped forward and pulled Alice away.

"Please...please, let me heal my father, I will go with you."

Alice didn't know where the strength came from.

She clung tightly to the fat chef's arm, unwilling to let go.

"Stop!" Lynn flashed forward.

He roared angrily.

This adorable little girl who keeps pestering him, wanting to marry him.

At this moment, he has been tortured into this state.

"Brother Lynn!" Alice cried out urgently, as if she had seen a savior.

"Alice, don't be afraid, everything will be alright." Lynn glanced at the fat cook.

Her chest was still heaving.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Caesar, who was standing nearby, witnessed this scene.

He paused for a moment, then grinned maliciously.

He was incredibly jealous of Lynn.

He didn't understand.

An ordinary policeman.

Why should I join the Avengers?

Even if you're going to join, you should join yourself!

Adding that slap to the mix, it created both new and old grudges.

Thinking of this, his gaze toward Lynn was filled with exceptional resentment.

"So you two know each other!" Caesar reached out and grabbed Alice's hair.

Pull hard.

Alice cried out in pain.

"You're asking for death!" Lynn's anger burned to its peak.

His chest heaved.

The murderous intent within him surged continuously.

Similarly, he also understood something.

Alice, a mutant, never appeared in the original story.

Such a scene has never occurred before.

Whether in comics or movies.

But why is it different now?

It was because of my own appearance that the butterfly effect was triggered.

Or perhaps... she was originally just an insignificant supporting character.

They don't even qualify to be recorded.

But... no matter which one.

Lynn must save Alice.

"Heh, what, you want to kill me in front of everyone!" Caesar said coldly.

He wanted to take this opportunity to force Lynn to make a move.

As long as Lynn dares to hurt him.

He could have just shot and killed Lynn.

This is a special time when mutants are assassinating the president.

Any act of protecting mutants is extremely serious and sensitive.

With a congressman as his father, he felt emboldened and fearless.

Some people spoke out in support of Lynn.

They claim to be mutant accomplices; let's see who dares to stand up for them!

"See? I knew he wouldn't dare to make a move."

"Heh, would you dare to do it? The mutant assassination attempt on the president hasn't even died down yet."

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