I Am In Marvel

? On the streets of New York, there is a bar with a sign of "Closed" at the door.

The bar owner was still in a panic, cleaning the glass slag on the floor a little, and looking up secretly at the table in the middle of the hall.

On the wooden square table full of drinks, five people in different dresses sat in a group, the atmosphere was quiet and weird.

Caesar is sitting in the middle of the dominant position, with Charles and Eric on the left hand side and Asazo and Logan on the right hand side.

"So, it was just a misunderstanding?" Logan smoked a cigar, vomiting mist, seemingly absent-minded, but his eyes never left Charles and Eric.

The instinct of the beast who has been fighting for many years, and the short contact just now told him that the two people in front of him are not simple, at least the mutant abilities are very difficult and first-class.

"He almost killed me." Staring at Eric, Asazo gritted his teeth and stroked his neck with his left hand, with obvious steel pipe marks remaining on his neck.

"If you still want to do something, I'll accompany you to the end." Eric put his arms around his chest and said coldly without showing weakness.

No matter what, the other party was someone who had worked under Shang's. He even felt a little regretful in his heart. He didn't make a decisive move to kill him just now.

"You!" A cold light appeared in Asazuo's eyes. If Caesar hadn't been there, he could not help but fight back. How could he sit in a chair and negotiate.

The bar was filled with the smell of raging gunpowder, just lighting the fuse is enough to detonate this area.

"Calm down first."

Charles reluctantly clapped his palms, using his mental abilities, filled the wine glasses on the table with their respective drinks, and moved the wine glasses in front of everyone.

It's just that Asazzo, Eric, and Logan are all a bit violent. They don't accept anyone, and don't give Charles much face. They still keep vigilant and hostile in their own way.

In the uncontrollable situation, Caesar finally said: "Okay, be quiet."

A very plain sentence, no superpower, no coercion, but let the three of Asazu quiet down.

When Charles saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Caesar gratefully, before he organized a verbal question: "The three of you, why are you together?"

After all, no matter how you look at it.Caesar, Asazo, Logan, the three are a very strange combination.

Asazu turned away and said first: "It's very simple. I have left the Hellfire Club and chose to follow the young master Caesar."

"what?"

Charles and Eric looked at each other, and the enemy camp was split, which was great news for them.

"It is true. He is like a dog."

Caesar shrugged, pointed his finger at Logan, and introduced: "This is the drinker I just met these days, Logan."

Logan was smoking a stuffy cigarette by himself, and he would not make friends easily, and Caesar was naturally an exception.

For some reason, the other party has an inexplicable sense of familiarity, perhaps the same ronin, there is an unspeakable tacit understanding between each other.

"Since everyone is Caesar's friend, it was a misunderstanding just now, but..." Charles turned his words and his eyes fell on Asazzo, "but he worked at Shang's side. Caesar, we hope he can provide, Information about Shanghe Hellfire Club."

Asazuo looked at Caesar, and after Caesar nodded his approval, he said solemnly: "Shang, how do you say... He does everything without leaking, and he is not completely exposed to me. He was in a concentration camp of Nass during World War II. Officers who are dedicated to cultivating mutants and throwing themselves into the ranks of war machines."

Asazo looked at the number on Eric's left arm, "The number logo in your hand...you were also a member of the concentration camp.

Eric's face was sullen, his mother was shot and his companion was buried alive, and memories of childhood that could not bear to look back came to mind.

Logan raised his neck and spit out a puff of smoke. Not to mention World War II, even in World War I, he was once a war machine, thrown into the battle and killing between big countries.Now that he is tired physically and mentally and hates war, it is like a wandering travel of walking dead.

Asazo continued: "After the end of World War II, Germany was defeated and surrendered, and the concentration camps were naturally disbanded. Shang established the Hellfire Club to cultivate the power of mutants in secret, and wanted to re-start World War III."

Charles nodded thoughtfully: "So you intervened in the high-level decision-making of the U.S. military and wanted the U.S. to provoke the Soviet Union and advance the originally stalemate in the Cold War. But why did he do this? What good is the world war for him?"

Asazuo spread his hands and explained: "Shang. He believes that mutants are superior to others, and it is a natural evolutionary trend, so he wants to let the big countries kill each other and lead the mutants to rule the world by himself."

Caesar, who was listening, was speechless.Sure enough, no matter what time and space, there are one or two villains who want to rule the world.

It's just that the Red Skull of the Hydra organization over there, and the Hellfire Club Shang here.

"Enough, none of this matters!"

Eric slapped the table and said coldly: "Tell me, Shang them fleeing in a submarine, where will they hide now?"

"submarine……"

Asazo muttered, thinking: "I remember as if I had said... By the way, the North Pole. If it were a submarine, they would go straight to the North Pole."

Charles' eyes lit up and said, "The North Pole? It's very possible! There is no people there, and it has not been infiltrated by military forces."

Eric brushed it, got up from his chair, and walked towards the door.

"Eric! What are you going to do?" Charles asked loudly.

Eric said for granted: "Of course it is to go to the North Pole and kill him."

"Come on."

Before Charles had spoken this time, Asazu shook his head and said, "Shang is even more powerful than you think. Among mutants, he is definitely one of the best. Not to mention the White Queen and Torrent, they are both. A good fighter who is good at fighting. Don't say you alone, even if you add a dozen mutants, you won't necessarily win.

Mutants who have not received combat training are not much better than ordinary people. Once you encounter mutants who develop abilities specifically for combat, ten will not necessarily defeat one.

"unless……"

Asazo gave Caesar a concealed look, and did not say any more.If the young master takes action, it is estimated that all the problems are not a problem.

"Eric, I understand your feelings, but worrying is no way."

Charles stepped forward, patted Eric on the shoulder, and persuaded: "First accurately lock the opponent's position, train the mutants who join our camp, I believe we will be able to win!"

Eric was silent.

"By the way, I forgot to say it." Asazu added: "Shang he will never sit back and wait for you to cultivate mutant power. If he knows that you are recruiting mutants, he will take the initiative."

"Don't worry. That's why I will go out with Eric..."

Charles just halfway through talking, suddenly stopped, his face quickly turned pale, then looked at Eric, and said, "No way. Could it be that the base..."

"Your home seems to be gone." Caesar said calmly.