The weather in New York is very bad. It rained today, like a continuation of the bad atmosphere in the whole city. The cold rain is annoying and unexpected. But today, no one came to complain about the sudden damned heavy rain. The whole city seemed to be quiet. At home, in bars and in the square, many people stopped silently and listened to the speech from the nominal leader of the country.
"People of the United States of America, I announce something to you with a very sad heart."
The old president, who has always appeared in front of the public as a hale and hearty image, looked particularly old today. He stood on the podium of the White House grass, and a soldier held a black umbrella for him. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice,
"Congressman Laubert Kelly has been confirmed to have been killed. In a despicable assassination five years ago, we have lost our congressional spokesman and congressman. In the past five years, what has been appearing in front of everyone is a" Kelly "disguised by a despicable Mutant. We, the country, have been deceived by her for five years!"
The president paused for a moment, as if to leave enough time for the people who were listening to him to react. After a few seconds, he continued,
"I don't want to use war to describe the current situation facing our country. In the past, I have been kind to face Mutants, a special group. But unfortunately, my kindness was rewarded with an assassination. Just three days ago, in the White House, in the heart of the country, I was assassinated by Mutants. With the blessing of God and the rescue of the security personnel, I survived, but this matter can't be erased in my heart, and I know, this is just one of the crimes they committed."
Another big news broke out, and there were exclamations in every corner of the city. Even if everyone knew that the president of the United States was only a spokesperson promoted by the consortium, he was still the nominal leader of the country. In ancient times, the assassination of the leader was enough to cause a war.
"Our country is facing new challenges. Mutants, this word is not the first time that it has appeared in our ears. Even the five-year-old children on the streets of New York know that Mutants live around us. In the past, they may have been just a phenomenon, but now, we can no longer ignore them."
The old president wiped his fingers. He hesitated for a moment and finally said,
"I believe that everyone has the same question in their minds right now. It's a question that we've thought about many times and discussed many times. That is: Are Mutants dangerous? Are mutants considered normal humans? "
The President heaved a sigh of relief.
"I don't want to create artificial hierarchies. The land under our feet has always been a land of freedom. Just like how we liberated the black people and gave them complete equality, I personally hope that the mutants can become a member of this country, provided that they are willing to integrate into this country! And their strange powers can be better controlled! "
"I don't want to see Mutants pass through the wall and steal from the bank vault. I also don't want to see Mutants control our thoughts and deprive us of our freedom. I also don't want to see Mutants abuse their power to challenge the peace and the existing order!"
"Freedom exists on the basis of not harming others! I hope to see the Mutants take the initiative to express goodwill and integrate themselves into our civilization. The first step is to show us their existence! So, I am announcing here … "
The old president took the signature pen from the soldier next to him, signed his name on the document in front of him, and then raised it.
"The Mutants Registration Act has been officially passed! The people of this country will have the right to decide for themselves whether to be friends with Mutants, whether to accept them as teachers or classmates in the college, whether to become husband and wife with them! "
"Mutants do exist. We need to know where they are! We need to know who they are! We need to know what they can do! "
A series of parallel sentences raised the old president's momentum to the highest. He raised his fist and waved it in the air. This move made the reporters under the stage even forget to take photos. A woman couldn't help shouting.
"Are you declaring war on them? Mr. President! "
It is not reasonable to ask questions on this occasion, but no one cares about this emergency, and the live broadcast does not stop. Faced with this question, the old president thought for a moment and said in a deep voice,
"We're not giving up on them. What I'm going to say next is the main point. Any registered mutant can go to the treatment area in New York under the escort of the military. Our country's scientists have completely deciphered the mystery of the mutants. We've prepared medicine for them!"
The old president spread out his hands, and the expression on his face was very peaceful.
"I don't want people to hate Mutants because of my speech. They are the same as us, but they are just sick. We didn't have the ability to treat them before. We are also responsible for the mistakes in the past. Now, my fellow Mutants, the hope of cure has appeared!"
"Please believe in this country!"
The sincerity on the old president's face is undisguised. It is absolutely believable. This is the expression of his inner feelings.
"That's what I'm going to say today. May God bless America!"
The picture of the TV suddenly switched and turned into a news broadcast. The next moment, the remote control hit the TV set like a warhammer, causing a crack to appear on the screen.
"Who the hell is compatriot with this old man! Damn it! Only idiots will go to them and beg for the antidote! "
Catherine waved her hands wildly and shouted at the broken TV set. Beside her, the young people who were filled with indignation also shouted similar words. The angriest Alanak even popped out the light blade on the back of his hand and shouted that he would go to New York to kill the old man who did not know life and death. Even Erwin, who has always been quiet, could not help but have a murderous look in his habitual action of pushing up his glasses.
The children who can sit here are the real backbone of The Devil Gang. Their brains are very good, and they can easily perceive the huge amount of information hidden in the president's speech.
Obviously, the government of this country declared war on Mutants. They seemed to generously leave this group of people with two choices, either to fight or to surrender. It seems that the latter choice is perfect, but smart people know that these two choices actually represent the same meaning.
They want to fundamentally eliminate the existence of Mutants!
"How stupid!"
Saber leaned back in his chair with a glass of wine in his hand. His eyes did not waver, as if the president's words did not affect him at all. The moment Saber opened his mouth, the other children quieted down. They looked at Saber, waiting for their boss's opinion.
"They are forcing a group of scattered Mutants to unite into a real force …"
Saber's fingers danced on the wine glass, his eyes deep. "Think about it, Mutants are a scattered form of society with bipolarity. If they are slightly stressed, they will subconsciously move towards the two poles. Professor Charles and Magneto are hostile, which ensures that no matter how much trouble the Mutants cause, they will not escape the cycle of the game between the two sides. But now, the professor is missing."
He finished the wine in his cup in one gulp.
"They chose the worst time to start the war! They will only force all the Mutants to side with Eric, and the antidote is a vicious plan. It is like a sieve, sweeping away all the weak ones, leaving only the most determined ones. Look, they have created a terrifying opponent for themselves. "
Saber's mouth curved into a sinister smile.
"Eric, who has created an aggressive Mutant Nation, will bite off the last piece of meat and eat it clean. Those smart people have been used by a real smart person. The conspiracy began the moment Charles disappeared."
"No!"
While all the children were silently digesting Seiber's words, Erwin suddenly objected. He looked at Seiber and said, "What do you think?
"Magneto isn't the only Mutant left behind …"
When he said this, the others were still confused, but a moment later, the most impatient black man, Alanak, clapped his hands excitedly and shouted.
"Boss, you are also a choice! I think you are much stronger than Magneto and Professor Charles. The Devil Gang will not discriminate against the Mutants. Let's take this opportunity to expand! Those idiots made me afraid to go to school when I was young. I have long hated their country. Let them go to hell, we can build our own! "
Alanak raised his hands.
"We can elect you to be King! Hooray! King Saber! "
This simple-minded guy couldn't keep a secret at all. However, at this moment, Aranak's overly straightforward words had ignited the passion in the hearts of the other youngsters. They were generally at the age of eighth-grader syndrome. They had obtained strength and received the tough teachings of Seiber. In their dictionaries, there was no such thing as compromise.
Since the humans dared to declare war, how could they not dare to accept?
"Yes, boss! Alanak is right! "
"The Devil Gang is their best choice!"
"Magneto is an idiot who only knows how to use violence to solve problems. Following him will be bad luck!"
The children shouted loudly. Catherine, who wanted to see the world in chaos, even put a red sofa cover over her body as a cape and urged Saber to use his own name to expand. However, such a childish action made Saber laugh.
"You … are too stupid!"
He lit a cigar and said while smoking, "Let's not talk about how many Mutants know about me. Magneto must have been involved in this plan long ago. However, there is no way he can support such a conspiracy alone. He has allies, maybe many. In this case, if we rush in, we will inevitably be attacked by various forces. Do you think The Devil Gang is so strong that they are invincible?"
He tapped the ash in the ashtray and casually pointed to the sky.
"Most importantly, the affairs of the mortals should be left to the mortals. Once mystical forces like us enter, a certain important person will be very unhappy, and the result of her unhappiness … You have all experienced Hell's Gate. Do you want that scene to repeat itself in Gotham?"
He stood up and patted his clothes. Looking at the unwilling youths, his tone became cold.
"What are you all standing there for? Lewis has assigned work to each of you. What's wrong? Did you all finish your work so early today? "
He snorted and rubbed his wrists.
"If you're really free, then come with me to exercise your muscles and bones."
Thus, the youths dispersed, leaving only Erwin, who was reporting to Saber about the recent income of the port, and Catherine, who was holding a book with a sad face. Erwin pushed his glasses and picked up the report beside him. Before he officially started the report, a hint of worry flashed in his eyes. He looked at Saber.
"Boss, is it really okay to let them go like this? I'm worried about the antidote … "
"You are worried that one of you will betray us?"
Saber took a deep breath and looked at Erwin.
"You're the smartest one among them, but smart people tend to complicate simple problems. Erwin, don't forget the first thing you learned when you joined the Devil's Gang. Trust your companions. That's the only way you can trust them with your back."
He shrugged, crossed his legs, and leaned back in his chair. His face was full of confidence.
"Moreover, I don't believe that any of you will betray The Devil Gang. If there is, then it only means that I am not that great …"
Erwin lowered his head and asked an awkward question, "What if … what if there is?"
Saber's expression froze for a moment before it returned to its usual calmness.
"Then let her be. Pursue the life she wants, become a real normal person, and give up everything. If a young girl like her can make such a decision, what reason do I have to keep her?"
(Recommended book: "The Cute Dad Who Lives Here", a warm novel. If you are tired of reading about fighting and killing, feel free to experience the feeling of warmth. Life should always be filled with tears.)
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