Masked Rider from Marvel World

They don't understand mutants, they don't understand what's special about us, we have to show them..."

Magneto and John sat in the seats below, looking at the skinny mutant speaking on the platform with a hint of disdain in their eyes.

"They will never take us seriously." Magneto stood up, slowly walked up to the podium, looked at his fellow mutants below and said, "What they are about to do is to exterminate us, exterminate mutants."

"No one said extinction. No one mentioned this at all." said the thin mutant, a little dissatisfied with the two people who stole the stage.

"That was in the past. They were not completely sure, but they will be soon." Magneto stretched out his right hand, and John handed over a stack of documents in time.

If Ling Ge were here, he would definitely recognize that this document is exactly the same as the one he saw when he attended the meeting. It is estimated that Mystique sent the electronic version of the information out in time before she was arrested.

"Everyone, please take a closer look. This was bought by one of my companions at the cost of her freedom."

After saying that, he handed the information to the first row of mutants and passed it on one by one.

After a while, the whole church fell into silence. Only heavy breathing could be heard, and the atmosphere was extremely weird.

“How does it feel? They’ve already taken action.

And if you continue to ignore these signs, one day the air will be still and night will fall, and they will find you.

You must understand that while you are still organizing the negotiation action, the extermination action has already begun.

They will attack first and force us to accept this so-called destructive treatment.

The question now is whether you will join us in the fight or just sit back and wait for death.

Whose side are you on? Humanity? Or us?"

Magneto's speech was simple and his tone was calm. There were no fancy words or clichés. There were only warnings, bloody warnings.

Because he knew very well that some of the mutants present wanted to turn back into humans and return to normal life. He had no way to stop them, nor did he have the right to stop them.

All Magneto wants are his fellow mutants who share the same ideals as him before the war officially begins. As for other mutants, as long as they don't get in his way, he doesn't want to care about their lives.

But it turned out that his speech was still very contagious.

When he and John were about to leave, several mutants dressed strangely approached them.

"You're wearing a weird cape and making such a threatening remark..."

A mutant walked towards the two, but before he could get to Magneto, John, who was acting as a guard, had a ball of fire in his hand, "Stand back."

When the two were in a brief standoff, two female mutants came up to Magneto and asked, "You are very proud of being a mutant, where is your mark?"

Magneto turned around and looked at the tattoos on the skin of these non-mainstream people behind him, and he understood what the marks they were talking about.

"I assure you that I have been marked, and after that I will not allow any needles to touch my skin again." Magneto said as he slowly pulled open the sleeve of his left hand, revealing a string of black digital codes on it.

"Do you know who you are talking to?" John said unhappily. He was always polite when speaking to Magneto, but these unknown people dared to be so rude.

"What about you?" The mutant who was frightened by John just now said unhappily. His head instantly grew all over with spikes, like a hedgehog.

John just smiled playfully. That's it? If we really fight, eight of you won't be able to get close to me and will be turned into ashes by the flames.

"What can you do?" Magneto asked the mutant in front of him.

She did not answer, but gave a simple proof with her action. She ran ten meters back and forth in the blink of an eye, so fast that even her afterimage could not be seen clearly.

Magneto's mouth curled up slightly, the Brotherhood was about to recruit another mutant with decent strength.

“Are you talented?”

The female mutant nodded slightly and smiled, “Besides, there are other things. I know you can control metal.

Also, there are eighty-seven mutants here, and among so many people, only you and this guy who plays with fire are above the third level."

Magneto's eyes moved slightly. He thought he was just recruiting a thug, but he didn't expect that this thug also had the ability to find treasure. What a pleasant surprise!

"You can sense the abilities of other mutants, so can you find one of them for me?"

The female mutant smiled proudly. This was not a difficult task for her.

...

The next morning.

A convoy of cars moved slowly along the road.

Four small cars filled with guards were divided into two groups, guarding a large truck in the middle.

This is exactly the mobile prison that Minister Tresk mentioned. Several sinful mutants are imprisoned in the truck, including Magneto's right-hand man, Mystique.

A moment later, the people in the first car noticed that an old man wearing black clothes and an ugly helmet suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

Before they could figure out the situation, they saw the old man slowly stretch out his left hand and gently shake it.

boom!

The first car was instantly crushed like an ant, and the four policemen in the car had no chance of survival under such tremendous pressure.

Then the old man continued waving his hands, as simply and casually as if he was shooing away a fly.

The second, third, and fourth cars were all cleared away, and the entire road became a car accident scene.

Finally, facing the large truck holding the prisoners, the old man stretched out his other hand to unload the carriage, and then violently overturned the moving car.

Originally, it was not so easy for Magneto to get the location of the prison, but fortunately, he recruited three mutants last night, one of whom could act as a radar.

John and the three newcomers met Magneto at the prison carriage.

Looking at the locked carriage, Magneto simply waved his fingers, and the four iron locks on it all fell off, and the ladder was lowered directly.

Without any hesitation, the five people quickly entered the mobile prison.

There were two jailers in the prison. One of them fell into a coma after being knocked against the wall in the previous shock. The other one was even more miserable. Although he did not hit the wall, he hit the cell where Mystique was imprisoned. She twisted his neck with a scissor kick through the bars and took the key to the cell door from his body.

By the time Magneto and others entered the mobile prison, Mystique had already opened her cell.

"It's about time." Mystique said with a smile.

"I'm very busy, and it's not easy to find you." Magneto said, bending his fingers slightly, and a document with a metal clip on the ground flew into John's hand.

"Read the list of tenants."

"

Number, clone."

Magneto waved his left hand and opened the cell door, and a tall and thin young man walked out, but there were slightly more of him, with six identical clones walking out.

"He robbed seven banks at the same time," Mystique introduced.

Magneto smiled, "I could use someone like you."

The six clones quickly merged into the original body. The clone shrugged his shoulders. He knew that there was no free lunch in the world and these people would not rescue him for no reason.

"I'll join."

"Welcome to join us," Magneto said, and walked towards another cell.

"Be careful about this, Cain Marco, solitary confinement." John looked at the document in his hand and smiled, "Listen to this, the prisoner must be restrained all over his body. If he gets motivation, he will be unstoppable."

"How charming," Magneto said coolly, before opening the cell door.

This prisoner was not like the clone just now who had only one cell door locked. His limbs, waist, abdomen and even neck were all tightly locked up, making him unable to move.

"What did they call you?" Magneto asked.

"Red Tank." Cain Marco said his nickname with a haughty look.

“Is there any symbolic meaning?”

"Let me out first, I need to go to the bathroom."

Although Magneto was somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude, he still stretched out his right hand.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

The next second, several steel locks were opened, revealing the majestic body of the Red Tank. When he walked down the steps, the entire carriage shook.

At this point, Magneto also understood why he was called Red Hulk. Just looking at his appearance, one can tell the word "power".

"Nice helmet." John compared it with the helmet worn by Magneto and said subconsciously.

Juggernaut glanced at him and said, "It makes my face look more handsome."

Magneto looked at Mystique and said, “He can make our army even more powerful.

Have you found out where the target is?"

"Devil's Island, as long as they kill the mutant children in Worthing's laboratory, they will be done for." Mystique said.

"It's a kid again. That little rascal really gave me a hard time last time. I hope that photographer won't ruin our plan this time."

Mystique's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she remembered the fear of being dominated by the fangs, and her body trembled subconsciously, "Let's try to be prepared!

He is now the Deputy Minister of Mutant Affairs. Who knows if he will intervene under the temptation of power. "

"So we have to unite all the like-minded mutants we can muster as much as possible. In addition, we have to warn those compatriots who are unwilling to cooperate."

"what do you mean?"

“It’s time to spread the word about the potion’s existence.

This is an opportunity for us to use the threat of the potion to integrate the scattered mutants, and to destroy the potion while showing our power to the world. "Magneto said in a deep voice, "The horn of war is about to sound."

619. The right way to care for mutant children, Magneto declares war

Alcatraz.

A helicopter slowly landed on the ground. As the door opened, Hank and Lingge walked out.

"Minister Hank, Deputy Minister Lingge, welcome to the Worthing Laboratory." A middle-aged woman in a white coat came over and shook hands with the two of them briefly. She seemed to be of high status.

"Thank you, it's not easy to get here." Hank said.

"Yeah! It was not easy to come here before, and it is even more difficult now." Ling Ge couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the soldiers on guard not far away.

"In fact, we have to thank the deputy minister. Otherwise, the president would not have mobilized so many troops to garrison here." The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "With such a defensive force, we can feel more at ease to place the treatment resources here."

Ling Ge took a deep look at the woman and found nothing wrong with her. She should be a normal scientist who has her own bottom line.

"But we still can't let our guard down. Once they launch an attack, it could be an army of mutants."

"We understand that the garrison here uses therapeutic agents as weapons, which can effectively resist the mutants' attacks."

Hank frowned and said in a deep voice: "It's not appropriate to use therapeutic agents as weapons!"

The middle-aged woman naturally knew what Hank was worried about, and chuckled, “Don’t worry, Mr. Minister, our boss is a conscientious businessman and knows what to do and what not to do.

The treatment agents are only authorized for use when guarding the laboratory. Once these soldiers leave the island, they will all be taken back. They will not be allowed to use these precious drugs to fight mutants."

Hank smiled and nodded when he heard this, and he felt a lot more relieved.

Although he opposed using therapeutic agents as weapons, using such means to protect the laboratory was understandable and not unacceptable.

Next, the two, led by the middle-aged woman, came to the central laboratory.

There are quite a few scientific researchers here, some are testing precision instruments, some are preparing experimental drugs. No one is idle, but their goal is the same, therapeutic drugs.

"This laboratory is much bigger than I thought, and it's also much more formal." Ling Ge laughed, "To be honest, I've seen quite a few mutant experiments, but they are all very... very perverted, with no humanity at all."

"Our Worthing Laboratory fully complies with the policies of the Department of Mutant Affairs. I can guarantee that." The middle-aged woman said calmly.

"So how long will he stay here?" Hank asked.

"Until his DNA is located, we can replicate it but we can't recreate it, and that will take some time."

During the conversation, the three of them also walked to the mutant child's room.

The middle-aged woman entered her fingerprints, and the white closed door slowly opened.

The room is clean and large, with simple white walls, floors and ceiling.

There are beds, game consoles, snacks, toys and everything else. It can be said that except for the lack of freedom, this Worthing Laboratory meets all the needs of this mutant child.

"Jimmy, I want you to meet two people." said the middle-aged woman.

The mutant child who was concentrating on playing the game turned around and looked at the two strangers, Hank and Lingge, curiously.

"Hello, kid, my name is Hank McCoy." Hank greeted politely.

"Hi," Jimmy responded expressionlessly, watching the "beast" approach without a trace of panic.