The atmosphere in Professor Saber's office became quite depressing. Normally, a person of Nick Fury's level shouldn't be angry with Saber, but now, Saber was threatening him with the lives of his three best agents, which made Director Fury feel extremely uncomfortable. Of course, he didn't forget that he sent Hawkeye to threaten Saber, but these two things were obviously not of the same nature.
"You're doing something dangerous, Saber Hawk, you're challenging SHIELD's bottom line!"
Fury sat back in his chair, his right eye staring at Saber. The seriousness in his eyes was like a knife scratching the skin. Saber was playing with a pair of glasses in his hand. He didn't care and grinned, revealing a pleasant smile.
"You said I'm challenging your bottom line?"
Saber rubbed his chin and looked at Nick Fury in confusion. "Do you really have that thing? If you say so, then I'm sure that you're not an excellent agent, and SHIELD, led by someone with a bottom line, is not a qualified spy organization! So let's stop talking about this ridiculous official rhetoric, and let's talk in a more manly way. "
He stood up, his purple robe sliding on his body. He pointed to his heart and whispered,
"Either send your elite assassins to kill me, and walk out of here with Annamarie and everything you want."
"Or, take what you can take with you …"
Saber spread out his hands and said "sincerely", "You see, I'm a mutant, the freak, scum, thief in your mouth … I'm not a person with a bottom line, so you'd better make a decision quickly, lest I kill poor Coulson when I'm in a bad mood or in a good mood. You know, I'm a madman … aren't I?"
"Ah, I don't understand now. Is this the territory of the Xavier family or Saber Hawk?"
Director Fury didn't panic at all. Saber had a trump card, and so did he. He calmly took out two photos from his pocket and placed them on the table in front of Professor Charles. He then stretched out his hands, supported his chin, and spoke slowly.
"You're mutants, but we've never said you're freaks … Unfortunately, ordinary citizens don't think so. You see, they're now marching around the city hall and the streets of Washington. They want us to expel you from this country … I'm not willing to do that myself. You see, professor, I'm here with a good attitude. I'm here to solve the problem, not to threaten anyone to kill me or get out of here."
He glanced at Saber's eyes.
"Next time you threaten someone, come up with something substantial …"
Sai Bo chuckled as a hint of playfulness flashed across his eyes.
"You want something substantial?"
"Fine! Catherine! "
Saber shouted. The little girl in the black cat mask dragged Hawkeye through the wall and walked into the office. Saber took out a gun from his pocket, turned off the safety, and pointed it at Hawkeye's head.
"I'll give you something substantial … Maybe you can pray that this gun isn't loaded."
Fury's eyes became dangerous.
"Barton is dead … At least a thousand mutants will pay with their lives!"
"What?"
Saber put his left hand to his ear and asked in confusion, "Are you talking to me? I'm sorry, but what does the death of a thousand mutants have to do with me? "
Under Fury's murderous gaze, he stretched his arms and said, "Okay, I've talked too much. Let's count down … 10, 9, 8 …"
The atmosphere in the room became murderous again. Saber's countdown was like a low bell ringing in Fury's heart. The latter slowly clenched his fist. Saber looked at him and grinned.
"Next time you threaten someone, come up with something substantial …"
"Bang!"
The bullet flew past Hawkeye's ear, leaving a bloody mark on his ear. Saber shrugged and smiled apologetically at Fury.
"Sorry, I missed. Let's try again."
"12 Tomahawk missiles have been aimed here …"
Fury spoke again, but Saber ignored him. He waved his hand like he was swatting a fly.
"Tomahawk missiles can't kill me. They can't even hurt anyone here, but poor Barton is going to die. What a pity, he's still so young …"
Seiber looked at Fury and placed the smoking muzzle behind Barton's head. "He shouldn't have died like this. You think so too, don't you?"
"You will become the public enemy of the United States!"
Fury raised his voice, but Saber's voice was louder than his.
"The last public enemy was locked in the basement here. Do you want me to release him again? You tell him this bullshit and see how he answers you?"
Saber raised a middle finger at Fury.
"You see, I'm f * cking arguing with you here with good intentions. Look at me, Nick Fury. Do you really think someone like me cares about the life and death of three agents? I've given you enough time. Take your things and get out of here! Or come and kill me! "
"You will start a war between mutants and humans! You will be condemned for eternity! "
Fury stood up. His tall stature coupled with his murderous voice caused the atmosphere in the room to become tense. Seb glared back at him without fear.
"War? No, the war has never stopped! Don't pretend to be peaceful here. We killed Magneto, not you! We were the ones who saved the city, not you! What right do you have to yell at me here? War? Let your army of ordinary people come! "
Saber clenched his fist and waved it in the air. The veins on his neck bulged.
"Look at how fast you guys are! Or how fast we kill! War? You f * cking dare to mention war! You scum who let a madman slaughter the children of mutants, you dare to mention war in front of me! If you didn't hide well, Fury … do you think you're still alive? "
"Don't pretend to be a tough guy in front of me! I've seen a lot of people like you! You have nothing that can threaten me. Everything you have is useless. That's the essence of this game. You have to make a choice! "
Saber's finger was on the trigger as he looked at Fury coldly. "And my patience is limited. Fury, don't think that everyone is as easy to talk to as the professor. You saw a madman last night, and now you see another one! Take what you should take and get out! "
The scene was very awkward for a while. Yes, the negotiation reached a stalemate.
In the face of Saber's accusation, a rare blush appeared on Fury's dark skin, but he couldn't refute it. He didn't know the news that Stryker experimented with mutant children earlier than Professor Charles, but not to mention what his real thoughts were, at least this matter itself was irrefutable. This was a rare scandal in the history of the United States. Once it was disclosed, the Department of Defense and even a group of old men in Congress would have to be dismissed.
"Okay … Saber, don't be so impulsive."
Professor Charles waved his hand, and the red face finished the show. It was time for the white face to appear. He said gently to Fury, "You see, Saber doesn't agree. You really can't take Mary away. I can only give you the instrument and Eric, and you have to promise that you won't hurt Eric. Otherwise, the Brotherhood will start a riot, and I can't clean up the mess."
"Also, that damn" Mutant Registration Act ", cancel it!"
Saber added coldly. Speaking of this "Mutant Registration Act", this thing was famous. The California Mutant riot three years ago was because of this thing. Congress announced that every Mutant in the country must register their identity and abilities. This was undoubtedly a public discrimination against Mutants, treating them as aliens. At that time, it was a trial, and it was finally shelved during the riot.
But at this time, it was brought up again at the World Leaders' Meeting. This was also discussed by Saber and Professor Charles. This thing can't appear, at least in this special period.
"This is impossible!"
Fury slammed the table, "Don't forget, Charles, this is the mess that you Mutants made! Things that could have been discussed are now unavoidable, otherwise, the people will make more trouble. "
"But it's also the mess that we have to clean up!"
Saber retorted strongly and sneered, "Can we discuss? In the past three years, you have never shown any room for discussion, this is the bottom line! Don't think that we don't have to bear the risk just because we handed our own people over to you. You have to understand, with Eric in your hands, it's equivalent to transferring the pressure of the Mutant Brotherhood to Professor Charles. "
"Don't treat everyone as fools, Nick Fury!"
"Then kill them!"
Fury waved his hand and walked indifferently to the window.
"Kill Coulson, Barton, and Nomanov, then kill me. You will get everything you want, and then war will ensue. Normal people and Mutants will go to extremes, and there will be no room for reconciliation. Let's see if you can kill us all, or we can destroy you all. No matter how powerful the Mutants are, ten nuclear bombs will be enough to kill them. Professor, do you know how many nuclear bombs the government has?"
"Professor, are you willing to see the situation that you have spent decades to create be destroyed because of the threats and nonsense of a lunatic? Think about it, once the war breaks out, the children here will definitely die in the first wave of attacks. They are the hope of the future, they shouldn't die like this, right? "
"Control him! Professor! "
Saber said in a low voice, "Control him, and we will have the peace we want. He has all the scandals of the world's governments in his hands. With those things, we will have a bargaining chip, and we only need to control him! This is for the Mutants … This is also for your dream, it is only one step away! "
"Will you do this? Professor? "
Fury turned around and looked at Professor Charles. It was obvious that the professor was thinking, and he took the opportunity to speak.
"I can't promise you to stop the implementation of the Mutant Registration Act, but I can try my best to arrange a private meeting with the president and members of Congress. You can persuade them, Charles, I believe you have the ability."
"Fufu …"
Professor Charles looked at Fury, and finally, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Take your people and leave, Fury … Remember what you promised me."
"Of course."
Nick Fury also let out a sigh of relief. He walked past Saber with a cold expression and carried Barton, whose face was bruised and swollen. A moment later, a large silver-white container was dragged into the helicopter by a trailer. Saber stood by the window and watched the helicopter disappear into the sky. He turned around and looked at the professor.
"You've lost your best chance, Professor … It'll never happen again."
"But that is war, Saber, I understand that you are doing it for my own good, but if I wanted to do that, I could have done it decades ago. It would have been simpler then, but not like this. The future we need is not based on lies and deceit."
Professor Charles closed his eyes slightly and said softly,
"This is the best result. SHIELD is not as simple as you think. Nick Fury still has other cards in his hand that he hasn't played yet. If it wasn't for the sudden incident, we wouldn't have had such a good opportunity. For this, we should thank Eric."
"We sold our compatriots in exchange for this?"
Saber shook his head with a bitter smile on his face. "Professor, you think of everything too simply … You know what? I'm beginning to regret joining your side. Eric is more suitable to be a leader than you. At least he is never afraid of war, and you … You don't want anyone to bleed, you don't want anyone to sacrifice. You are like a beast that only knows how to roar at the hunters. Will they give up hunting you because they are afraid? "
"No blood, no peace … I'm sorry, Professor, I'm used to only looking at the results, not the process."
Saber took one last look at Professor Charles, who was in deep thought with his eyes closed. He turned and walked to the door. "And I can't accept this result, so … I quit. You are right, we may never be the same kind of people."
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