American comics started with Level 5 mutants

Chapter 44 Mutants One and Five

Footsteps echoed slowly in the quiet corridor.

The group of four quickly arrived at the first prison cell.

Looking at this cell, which was no less strict than his own, and perhaps even more so, a strong sense of dread flashed in Number Five's eyes.

Even he was very wary of the people inside.

Not only because the people inside are incredibly powerful, but also because they have a reputation as a mutant killer!

The thought of pulse interference even made Number Five's eyes flash with disgust.

The four of them looked inside.

A middle-aged man, about two meters tall and extremely burly, whose body seemed to be made of brown metal, was lying on a white iron bed with his eyes closed.

Hearing footsteps, Number One opened his eyes and looked over.

"Number One, there's a mission the base needs you to handle."

The lead prison guard, Marco, opened the cell door and walked over to Number One, helping him unlock his chains.

As the chains came off, Number One stretched, a ferocious look flashing across his face. His booming voice boomed, "A mission? A mission for me?"

"What kind of mission would warrant my involvement?"

Looking at the prison guards, he showed a faint disdain, thinking they were making a fuss over nothing, needing him to handle such a small matter.

and……

"You're bringing Number Five along too?" Number One's metallic face revealed a hint of anger, as if he felt humiliated.

Marco glanced at him and said, "The enemy is troublesome, a powerful mutant, and this is an order from Base Chief Alessandro!"

Hearing that the enemy was troublesome, especially since they were mutants, Number One became even more indifferent, his expression becoming somewhat irritable, and he was about to sneer and make a few sarcastic remarks.

However, upon hearing the name Alessandro, the mocking expression on his face vanished, replaced by respect.

Not only him, but number five next to him had a similar expression.

Marco smiled, turned around, and led the group outside.

They walked outwards, passing through the area where ordinary prisoners were located.

In an instant, the prisoners who had been talking stopped talking, and the scene became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"There are number one and number five!"

Looking at Number One, clad in gleaming metallic armor, and Number Five, calm and indifferent, the prisoners fell silent, a flicker of fear crossing their eyes.

No one knew better than them how terrifying these two monsters were!

They also remembered an incident where a burly black man tried to harass Number Five, but Number Five, under the control of the mutant controller, forced out an energy blast.

The red energy instantly engulfed the man, and in less than two seconds, he was reduced to charcoal and collapsed to the ground, dying a gruesome death!

Not to mention, this Number Five also has super-fast self-healing abilities, making him practically an unkillable cockroach; no one can stand against him!

Number One went even further, smashing the person who provoked him with a single punch. Blood and limbs flew everywhere, terrifying countless people!

After that, no matter who they were, anyone who provoked them met a bad end!

Therefore, both ordinary prisoners and mutants felt fear when facing these two, not only because of their strength, but also because of their cruelty and ruthlessness, killing without blinking an eye.

He glanced at these people, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes. He looked down on them, or rather, he looked down on anyone ranked below him.

After they left, the prisoners started talking about it.

"What are those three people doing taking Number One and Number Five with them?"

"Have you forgotten about the 37th?"

The prisoners, who had initially been somewhat confused, suddenly realized what was happening and began to feel a mixture of schadenfreude and pity.

"Number Thirty-Seven is truly finished this time. No one can stand a chance against those two monsters!"

"Yeah, even if number 37 is strong, he's finished this time!"

"Sigh, I hope Number Thirty-Seven is alive..."

Even the freckled youth who had spoken to Su Yao before shook his head this time.

May God bless you!

At this point, people started betting on whether Number Thirty-Seven would be brought back with his limbs broken or die a violent death. In short, no one thought Number One and Number Five would fail.

Stepping out of the experimental base, Number Five frowned slightly and asked, "Where are you taking us to find the mission target you mentioned?"

Marco smiled slightly and said, "Location number thirty-seven is hard to find. That guy keeps changing locations. We need to wait for a mutant codenamed Hound."

"However, the hunting dog is currently on a mission and cannot come yet; we will need to wait a while."

As he spoke, he led the way while continuing to talk.

"Now I'm going to take you to capture another mutant so you can get used to each other and even learn to cooperate, so you don't make mistakes when you deal with Thirty-Seven."

Upon hearing about the collaboration, both Number One and Number Five were somewhat dismissive.

They believed that there was no need for cooperation; they could handle Number Thirty-Seven on their own.

Moreover, number thirty-seven?

Number One, sounding slightly annoyed, said, "You're taking this so seriously just because you want us to capture this so-called Number Thirty-Seven?"

Upon hearing the ranking of number thirty-seven, he knew the strength of number thirty-seven.

As he thought about it, a hint of disdain appeared on his face.

Not only him, but Number Five next to him also looked incredulous, thinking he had misheard.

Is Number 37 really worth their effort?

Marco glanced at them and explained, "I'll explain to you after we capture the other mutant, and I'll also show you the video and information about Thirty-Seven."

"Remember, that number thirty-seven is not easy to deal with. He's not as simple as you think."

Hearing him say that, Number One and Number Five still looked indifferent, even thinking he was making a fuss over nothing. Why did he need them to watch some data or videos? It was ridiculous!

Does this person not know the power of the two of them?

The five people got into the car and drove off into the distance.

Half an hour later...

They stopped their car outside the gate of a house.

After getting out of the car, Marco helped Number One and the other two unlock the mutant controllers.

Only then did they head towards the house where their target was located.

bang bang bang!

After a knock on the door, a teenager's voice came from inside.

Who is it?

With a click, the door was opened.

A head with blond hair peeked out from under the door.

Fabian, who looked quite young, stared at the group with a puzzled expression, then his face changed drastically.

Whether it was Number One's metal body, which was not ordinary, or the prison guard uniforms worn by Marco and the others, both made him feel uneasy.

boom!

Marco braced himself against the closing door and said in a serious voice, "We received a report from the public that Mr. Beane has used superpowers..."

(End of this chapter)