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Chapter 185

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"Sorry, I broke your collection."

Saber, who was wearing a patient's gown, laid on the cold bed and said to Robin, who was standing beside him, "Did I cause you any trouble?"

Robin shrugged and replied casually, "The Sienses family is gone.

"The Syenis family has already withered away. The person you just crippled is the last member of their family. Don't worry, it's better for a villain like him to die. If it weren't for the damned media, I would've killed him long ago."

"Very good, now you have truly grown up. You are my ideal Robin."

Saber turned his head and extinguished the cigarette in his mouth in the water beside him. He nodded at Robin, "Letting evil get the punishment it deserves is true kindness. Well, wish me good luck, my brother."

Just as the two were talking, Professor Hawkins, who was wearing a doctor's gown, walked out from the side door with two teenage children. This was the former Batcave, the one in the dock area. Professor Hawkins was doing serum research here. The children beside him were his grandson and granddaughter. The two mutants were rescued by Saber from Stryker's base. They would act as Professor Hawkins' assistants in this serum injection.

The boy was called Erwin Hawkins, who could control water. The girl was called Cornelia Hawkins, whose abilities were dynamic vision and super agility. Even in Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youths, it was considered a very good ability.

Other than them and Robin, Saber didn't trust anyone in Gotham.

After all, this was related to his life. No matter how serious he was, he couldn't be too serious.

"There's good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

Hawkins was very happy to have brought back his family. He held two sets of information and winked at Saber who was lying there. The professor shrugged helplessly when he received a calm look.

"Well, I'll tell you the bad news first. The speed of your genetic chain's collapse has accelerated. This is probably because you haven't listened to my medical advice and frequently used your devouring ability. At this rate, your genetic chain will be completely broken in eight months. I can only say that you came back in time. Now is the best time for treatment."

Robin's expression immediately turned serious as he asked.

"What about the good news?"

Hawkins glanced at him, "The good news is that Logan's gene fragment and Victor's gene fragment have a lot of similarities, so the success rate of this injection is guaranteed. But I have to say, Saber, you'd better not place your hopes on this serum. According to the self-healing ability, Victor's self-healing ability is enough to repair the damage on the genetic level. But since you haven't recovered, it means that even with Logan's serum, your chances of recovery is very small …"

He threw the information in his hand aside and squinted at Saber.

"But this will definitely make you feel a lot better for the rest of your time. At least you won't have to endure the pain of your internal organs rupturing. And if the self-healing ability is improved, there's a high possibility that it will extend the duration of your genetic chain. If we're optimistic, the duration will be extended by five to ten times. You'll have enough time to find a real solution."

Hawkins took off the gold-rimmed glasses on his face and rubbed his temples.

"Mutants have a lot of different abilities. I wouldn't be surprised if one day there's a Mutant Miracle Doctor who can cure all diseases and injuries."

"What the hell …"

Saber pursed his lips, "That's two pieces of bad news, okay?"

He let out a sigh of relief and looked up at the warm light above his head. He muttered to himself, "Someone once told me that if death was destined, he hoped that he would die on his own battlefield. Dying of old age on a sickbed is a shame for people like him …"

"Just do it, Professor. If I can survive, it means that I'm not destined to die."

He placed his hands flat on both sides of his body and allowed the two silent children to place various instruments on his body. His eyes were not very calm. After all, this was an attempt that would determine life and death. But when he saw Robin crossing herself in front of her chest, he laughed.

"If I die, it only proves that I'm not that great …"

"Erwin, tie him up tightly."

Hawkins said to his grandson, "You know how scary this guy can be when he goes crazy. Genetic Devouring is not an easy process. We have to prevent him from hurting himself."

Five minutes later, Saber's legs and feet were tied to the sickbed with twelve sturdy leather straps. Hawkins put on a surgical mask and operated a device that was suspended above Saber's head by a metal arm. At the front of the device was a thin, long, and hollow needle.

"This time, we'll inject it into your spinal cord. This is the most efficient way to absorb it. But it will be very painful. With your physical fitness, there's no anesthetic that can numb you. You have to endure it and don't struggle. Otherwise, the needle will break easily."

"Okay."

Saber nodded. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. "Come on, let me embrace my destiny."

Hawkins nodded. He gestured for Erwin and Cornelia to step back. He personally operated the device and slowly placed it on Saber's neck. The sharp needle pierced through his skin and then into his bones.

It was pain. Saber clenched his fists tightly. The biggest disadvantage of having an indestructible body was that every trace of pain would be reflected in his nerves. He could feel the needle drilling a small hole in his hardened bones with great difficulty and then injecting cold liquid into it.

Despite the extreme pain, he was still conscious of his surroundings. He could feel Professor Hawkins' fingers tapping on the keyboard, the two children praying softly, and the sound of Robin lighting a cigarette in the distance.

"10% has been injected! Hold on! "

“20%!”

“50%!”

“100%! Needle retracted! "

"Click!"

With a soft sound, the metal needle that drilled into his spine was retracted. In less than a second, the wound was completely healed. But this was just the beginning. Hawkins wiped the sweat off his face and called Robin.

"Hey, come here, put out your cigarette and help me look after this thing!"

Robin hurried over and saw Hawkins' fingers jumping on the screen. "When this red line reaches the height of 150mm, shout 'stop', understand?"

After that, he ran to another sophisticated machine and operated the device filled with four needles. He inserted them into Saber's arms and legs. A beautiful blue ice-flower-like liquid shone under the light and entered Saber's body little by little through a soft long tube. The latter's consciousness was slightly blurred. He couldn't feel the changes at the genetic level for the time being, but he could vaguely feel some cold liquid entering his body while he was half asleep.

The next moment, a thick and sufficient energy burst out in his body. This was the high-energy liquid he often injected in Stryker's base. It was a highly compressed nutrient.

“150MM! Stop! "

Robin shouted. In the next moment, the four needles were steadily pulled out of Saber's body. The professor took off his mask and looked at Saber who had fallen into a deep coma. He said to the others, "Now, we can only wait.

"Now, all that's left is to wait. Gene swallowing and fusion is a complicated process, especially for mutants that don't conform to the laws of science at all. According to past experience, it will take at least a day. Go rest first and come back in 10 hours."

"You guys go!"

Robin pulled a chair from the side and nodded to the professor. "I'll guard him here. By the way, don't go out tonight. Lewis and the others are going to clean up the dock area tonight. It's going to be very messy."

While Saber was saving himself at the genetic level, in the Gotham dock area, at Pier 1 in the dark, a cargo ship slowly docked under the guidance of the towing light. Its separated water flow collided with surging waves in the sea, slapping the stone pier. The turnstile on the side of the ship was buckled on the pier, but the workers who were supposed to be led by the foreman did not move at all.

Instead, it was Lewis in black and four members of The Devil Gang. After a while, under Lewis's slightly anxious gaze, the first crew member in blue overalls came down. He held a cigar in his hand as if there was no one else around. In his open clothes, there was a thick gold chain poured into a little devil's head. When he tilted his head, there was a black bloody devil's head on his neck.

He saw Lewis, and the latter also saw him. The two men laughed and hugged each other, patting each other on the back.

"Cooper, Boss Harvey didn't come back with you?"

Lewis looked back. Under the illumination of the bright dock lights, he saw many capable men walking down from the ship one after another. They were dressed in all kinds of clothes, and there were also some boxes that were separated out. However, he didn't see the figure that was always flipping coins. Cooper laughed and whispered.

"Boss Harvey asked me to tell you that he will be in Mexico to settle some leftover matters. He can't just give up the territory there, right? He might take more than a month to come back, and we have to consider whether the damn coin in his hand agrees or not. If we're unlucky, we probably won't see him for the rest of the year. "

Lewis also had a helpless look on his face. The two-faced man was a good boss. He was generous and ruthless enough, but the only thing he believed in was luck. To be precise, he believed in that coin. This was not a big deal most of the time, but if he did not come when he was needed, it would be a bit of a headache.

"Boss Saber asked me to take back the dock area and the narrow island within a day … I don't have enough men on hand."

Lewis glanced at the busy crew, and he looked at Cooper. "How many men did you bring?"

The latter threw the remaining one-third of the cigar in his mouth into the water and stretched out four fingers. "400 men. Is that enough?"

"That's definitely enough!"

Lewis suddenly smiled. "What about the weapons?"

Cooper kicked open the box next to him and picked up a class machine gun with a bracket. He skillfully unlocked the safety, and with a soft click, he looked at Lewis, his eyes filled with suppressed anger and hatred.

"Three years ago, we fled this place in a sorry state … We said we would come back, didn't we?"

Lewis also took out an assault rifle from the alley and inserted the clip into the spring. "Of course, I've been waiting for this day for three years. Every night, I remember the big explosion … I remember how we blew up the seven-story building in Old Tim under the eyes of the whole city. I know we will come back …"

The old man hung a grenade on his belt. He glanced at his brothers who had already started to pack up their equipment and prepare for a battle of revenge. Even if the bastards who drove them away were mostly dead, this battle was still a must. The first gunshot would tell the city the truth.

The demon was back! And this time …

"No one can drive us away again!"

Lewis waved his hand into the darkness, and three modified pickup trucks hidden in the nearby warehouse were driven out. There was nothing special about the trucks. The only eye-catching thing about them was the Vulcan machine gun with six barrels and a firing rate of 6,000 rounds per minute. The machine gun was black and had six barrels. It was supplied with ammunition from a cartridge box and had a firing rate of 6,000 rounds per minute.

"Hehe, I'm not unprepared."

Lewis shrugged. "This 5.56x45mm 'beauty' will pour the 'justice' we want on the land that once belonged to us … No one can take it away from us so easily! I swear! "

His lackey behind him brought two open bottles of wine. Cooper and Lewis each picked up a bottle and knocked them in the air.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, Lewis unbuttoned his suit and poured the wine into his mouth.

"For our brothers!"

Cooper took a swig and smashed the bottle in his hand on the ground. "For our brothers!"

"Let's go! Use bullets to tell those bastards hiding in the dark! We're back! "

"The Devil Gang is back!"

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