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Chapter 198

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The next morning, at the Detroit Train Station.

Every day, many people fled from this despairing city. This city, which was ruled by gangs and violence, was no longer suitable for them to survive. However, this loss of population brought a demand for jobs. Therefore, many people entered the city every day, trying to find their dreams in the hell of Detroit.

On the train to New York, a man and a woman wearing a black baseball cap and matching outfits sat in the corner of the carriage, sharing a bag of snacks. One of them was holding a magazine, while the other was playing with his phone.

As the car slowly started moving, the girl sitting inside subconsciously pulled down her cap to cover her face. She asked in a low voice as if she was complaining.

"Is this going to work?"

Santals looked around, put down the magazine in his hand, and said softly,

"You'd better pray that it works. To be honest, as long as there are no more than three people coming, I'm confident that we can escape with you. But if Boss is here to help us attract fire, we have a good chance of returning safely."

"No, I'm talking about that girl … Shauna Belzer."

When Xiao Na was mentioned, Little Rascal could not help but tighten her clothes. She always felt that the girl was strange, as if … as if she was something dangerous and scary. Even getting close to her was very risky.

She looked at Santals.

"She doesn't seem to be in her right mind."

At the mention of Shauna, Santals' expression turned a little gloomy. "She's a really pitiful person. Your experience is nothing compared to hers. By the way, she has received three years of professional acting training, and she can easily kill ten of you. You two are about the same height and age. So, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"That puppet of hers … Can that thing really talk?"

Santals smiled mysteriously and stopped talking. He closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair. Until they returned to New York, he had to shoulder the responsibility of protecting Pixie, so he had to rest well. In fact, until now, the young man still didn't know what secrets Pixie had. The girl was no different from an ordinary 15- or 16-year-old girl.

At the same time, in a three-star hotel on the edge of downtown Detroit, Seiber put down the eyebrow pencil in his hand and reached out to stroke Shauna's face left and right. Then, he put on Shauna's sunglasses. Aurora's face was still a little pale, but she couldn't help but nod. After Shauna mimicked Pixie's walking posture for a few steps, Storm whispered to Shauna in a low voice, "Let's go, Miss Shauna, Miss Storm.

As long as you don't see her face, no one will suspect her identity. Shauna, you're dressed very well. "

"Call me Pixie, thank you."

Shauna, who had entered "work mode", was able to imitate Pixie's voice perfectly. Saber patted her shoulder from behind.

"Okay, good girl. Go get some rest. We're going out tonight. Don't mess it up."

Shauna nodded vigorously. She carefully put Fiddy on her shoulder and ran into the bedroom. Saber finally relaxed. He sat on the chair and opened the black box by his feet. He took out some metal parts and began to assemble them quickly.

"Is that the girl?"

Aurora suddenly asked when she saw Saber assembling a pistol. Saber put his finger to his lips and glanced at the bedroom.

"Shh … That girl has good hearing."

Aurora understood and lowered her voice. "Is she the poor girl you were talking about?"

Saber squeezed the bullets into the magazine one by one and said softly,

"I hope that before you leave, you can bring Shauna back to New York so that the professor can take a look at the child to see if there is any chance of recovery. She is the first naturally awakened mutant that I've seen in Gotham, but unfortunately, as you can see, she has encountered something very scary, and it has caused some problems to her power. Even her mental state appears to have been damaged."

"Then why did you let her come all the way to Detroit alone?"

Aurora's face suddenly turned ugly. "Aren't you afraid that something will happen to her?!"

"Click."

Saber loaded the magazine into the pistol and glanced at Aurora.

"That's enough, my Aurora. This child is much more dangerous than you were when you were 17 years old. She has the power to protect herself. I'm worried that her condition will continue to worsen. In this aspect, I don't think anyone in this country can compare to Professor Charles. I hope the professor can cure her."

Aurora looked at Saber suspiciously.

"Why are you so concerned about her? This isn't like you … "

"Why?"

Saber stopped assembling the second pistol and looked at Aurora playfully. He suddenly stood up and walked toward Aurora. Storm subconsciously stepped back, but there was a wall behind her. She could only watch as Saber approached her. In the end, the two of them were even face to face. Saber reached out and lifted Aurora's chin flirtatiously.

"Am I such a heartless and cold person in your heart? Can't I do good things? "

His left hand circled around Aurora's waist, and the atmosphere immediately became ambiguous. He said in Storm's ear, "Look at you. You're making me sad when you look at me like that …"

"Let go of me!"

Aurora suppressed his anger and whispered, "How about I use 100,000 volts of lightning to calm you down?!"

"Alright."

Saber took a step back and raised his hands as if surrendering. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Of course I have to treat Shauna better. She's now a member of The Devil Gang. I treat every follower well. It's just that your arrogance has made you biased against me."

"Take this!"

He threw two loaded pistols over. Aurora waved her fingers in the air and the two pistols stopped in front of her. She shook her head.

"I can't use it. It's too weak."

Saber looked at her.

"No, you can use it. Before you really learn how to use your ability in battle, I advise you to carry a gun with you."

After saying that, Seiber snapped his fingers, and a moment later, a little thing sneakily ran out of the bedroom and quickly ran to Seiber's side. It crossed its arms in front of its body and had an attitude of "ready to listen to orders".

It was Shauna's puppet, Fayde. After Shauna's soul was split into two, this guy was given the ability to move on its own. It and Shauna could be considered as two separate entities, but there was a strange special connection between them.

"Boss, do you have anything for me?"

Fayde had a fawning expression on his face. The guy's voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded like a real person and not a puppet that could move freely. He could not help but rub his hands together. The funny expression on his face had a trace of unconcealable fear. He almost knelt down before Saber.

Saber glanced at him, but his hands did not stop moving. A few minutes later, the two black pistols were formed again. Saber put them in the holster under his ribs and picked up Fayde.

"Come with me. I need you to investigate a place for me."

The old industrial district of Detroit was one of the most chaotic areas in the city. As the place where the entire city began to decline, it was also the area that was first conquered by the gangs. It was no exaggeration to say that this was the battlefield of the gangs in Detroit. There were no civilians living here at all. Instead, there were a lot of drug addicts, desperadoes, and all kinds of illegal businesses.

This place, where even the air was filled with a disgusting smell, was a living hell. Many people would go missing here every day, and no one would care about where those missing people went.

However, this place was the final location marked on the paper that Viktor the Saber-Toothed Tiger gave Saber before he left. It was hard to imagine that a mutant research site, the most cutting-edge experimental site, was hidden in this damned place.

"Bah!"

The puppet Fayde struggled to run in the dirty sewers. He had a funny plastic bag on his body to prevent his body from getting dirty. If Shauna saw her beloved puppet wandering around in this place filled with trash and sewage, she would definitely go crazy. Therefore, Saber and Fayde had to return before Shauna woke up.

Fortunately, the puppet was an unscientific product. He had the strength of an adult, so even in a place like this, he would not encounter any danger.

"To hell with that Saber! How dare he let the handsome Master Fayde investigate for him in this damned place! "

The puppet continued to curse. "When little Shauna's ability matures, she will definitely kill you first."

His voice was sinister and vicious, but soon, it became calm again.

"Wait, come to think of it, Saber treated us well. At least he got us out of the mental hospital."

He was silent for a few seconds before his voice became vicious again.

"Then chop off one of his hands! Or at least one of his hands! "

It was as if he was talking to himself. It seemed that the puppet's mind was not normal. Just as he was about to continue speaking, the sound of footsteps from the side made him cover his mouth.

"Shh … Someone's coming … Wait, not here, it's opposite! Haha, Master Fayde has found it! I'm a genius! "

A few minutes later, the puppet went through a hidden, narrow drain and entered a facility deeper underground. He carefully poked his head out, his blushed face swaying left and right as he took a good look at the situation here.

This should be a laboratory … Currently, there was no one around!

Fayde saw that there were various instruments in the laboratory, all of which looked very sophisticated and high-end. He jumped down from the drain and ran around on the ground. Soon, he made a new discovery. He saw a petri dish placed in the middle of the laboratory. He rubbed his chin and decided to climb up.

The two-meter-long petri dish was like a huge object to Fayde's short legs. It took him more than ten minutes to climb to the front of the petri dish. He walked on the thick layer of glass and walked to the front. When he looked down, he gave the marionette a fright.

There was a person in the petri dish!

It was an ugly fellow. His face was filled with broken sores, as though he had been burned by fire. The muscles on his face were twisted and broken. He looked like someone who had been severely disfigured. The fellow appeared to be in great pain. His eyes were tightly shut. Freddy thought for a moment. Then, he reached out and knocked on the glass. A low sound rang out, waking up the fellow who was in pain.

Wade Wilson thought that he was crazy … In fact, anyone who was tortured for two years would lose their mind. Wade had forgotten how many times he was thrown into fire, how many times he was doused with corrosive liquid, and how many times he was injected with strange things. In short, he thought that the fact that he was still alive wasn't a gift from God; it was because the devil wanted him to suffer more in this world.

Even so, Wade still couldn't accept what he was seeing.

A puppet!

Damn it! How could that madman Jax put a puppet in this laboratory? What was worse was that the puppet could move on its own, and Wade clearly saw a twisted smile on the puppet's face.

"Who are you?"

Fayde opened his mouth and asked in a low voice. He was lying on the glass, and he saw the surprise in Wade's eyes. However, his voice couldn't pass through the petri dish, and Wade was able to recognize the shape of the mouth. He opened his mouth with difficulty and said,

"Save … save me! There is a girl … waiting for me … save … me … "

"Who is there?!"

A low and hoarse female voice rang out. Freddy gestured an 'OK' sign to Wade, then hurriedly jumped down and dived into the drain, completely disappearing without a trace.

The muscular Sand Angel walked in, and she looked around to make sure that there was no intruder. Then, she looked at Wilson, and the latter gave her a mocking smile as usual. The Sand Angel shook her head and walked out.

Wade tried to breathe with difficulty, but there wasn't enough oxygen in this petri dish that was made for torture. Every breath he took was extremely painful, but it didn't matter. He was sure that the puppet was real, and he saw that 'OK' sign. Yes, that was hope.

The last glimmer of hope in despair.

Even though that puppet was really … ugly to the max …

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