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Chapter 88

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Saber found his black SUV in the school's garage. Agent Plum even thoughtfully cleaned the car for him, making it look as clean as new. He sat in the driver's seat, took off his sunglasses from the rearview mirror, and put them on.

The bouncing little girl sat beside him, already fastened her seatbelt. He looked back at the green hills and clear waters of Xavier's Academy for Gifted Youngsters in the rearview mirror, shook his head, and stepped on the accelerator. The car roared out of the school.

"Are we going back to Gotham?"

Catherine hugged her teddy bear and looked at Saber. The latter was driving on the busy street as he spoke to her.

"Let's say goodbye to your parents first, then we'll leave."

Saber had a lit cigarette in his mouth, puffing out smoke. "This holiday is terrible, isn't it?"

"I think it's actually okay."

The little girl tilted her head and said, "I think New York is quite fun. Other than that bad woman, won't Sister Plum come back with us?"

"She still has her own job. Everyone has their own job. If nothing goes wrong, you'll have one in the future too."

Saber yawned and turned into the road to Brooklyn. As he chatted with the little girl, he turned on his new phone and looked at it. Frankly speaking, Saber wanted to throw the phone away. Even though it was a gift from Plum, considering Plum's profession, Saber did not dare to use it to contact other people.

Agents, this was a group of people that he always had to be wary of.

Twenty minutes later, at the Pride couple's house, he borrowed Mr. Pride's phone to make a call. As if nothing had changed, the Pride couple and Catherine reluctantly said goodbye. The little girl packed up her things and prepared the supplies for the journey. These tedious tasks took almost two hours.

It was not until four o 'clock in the afternoon that the car filled with things drove out of the city as the Pride couple waved goodbye to each other and cried. At the junction between the city ring road and the highway, a black car stopped at the intersection leading to the interstate highway. A guy in a black suit and sunglasses was standing beside the car, looking left and right.

A smile appeared on Seiber's face as he patted the little girl's head.

"Sit here and wait, I'll be back soon."

"Okay."

A moment later, Saber, wearing a black baseball cap and casual clothes, opened the car door, looked left and right, and then walked towards the fat guy standing at the side.

This guy was tall and strong. The muscles on his body filled up his shirt. He also had a special valiant aura. If ordinary people saw him, they would definitely take a detour. There was no doubt that he was either a thug or a bodyguard.

"Did Stark send you here?"

Saber put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the muscular man. The latter did not speak, but Saber could feel that behind the sunglasses, his eyes were observing and examining him.

"Well … a boring guy."

He reached into his pocket and took out the black business card that Stark gave him. There was nothing on it, only a gilded Stark logo. He handed it to the muscular man in front of him. The latter took it in his hand, opened the car door, and sat in the driver's seat. Saber could see that he swiped the black card on a special device. A few seconds later, he came out of the car with a black suitcase in his hand.

It was similar to a safe, but it looked very heavy.

"This is what the boss asked me to give you. He also asked me to pass you a message."

The bodyguard struggled to reach out and pass the suitcase to Saber. The suitcase was filled with all kinds of things, and it was very heavy, but the latter easily reached out and held it in his hand. This surprised the bodyguard, but with the big sunglasses covering his face, he could not see his expression.

"Hmm?"

Saber put the black card back into his pocket. He looked up and saw the guy take out a shiny silver phone from his pocket and hand it to him. Saber had a good memory. He could tell at a glance that this phone was the special model that Stark used at the weapons exhibition that day.

"The boss asked me to tell you that his meeting with Mr. Lucius has been completed. He is very satisfied with this transaction. He also recently checked your identity and found that a lot of people are paying attention to you. He wants you to be careful. If you want to contact him, use this special phone."

Saber took the shiny silver phone and played with it in his hand. He made an OK gesture to the guy.

"I say, man, what's your name?"

The bodyguard hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Hogan. Just call me Hogan."

"Well, Muscle Man Hogan, help me pass a message to Stark."

Saber lowered his voice. "I have a good impression of him, so if there's anything you need help with, you can contact me directly. But I have to say in advance that I'm a mercenary and need to be paid."

"Well, that's it. Goodbye, Hogan. Next time you come out, it's best to bring a gun. The security in New York is terrible."

Saber complained and decisively turned around to leave with the suitcase. Hogan froze for a moment before shaking his head and getting into his car. Soon, the two parted ways.

"Who was that? Saber, is he your friend? "

Catherine asked as she leaned against the car window and watched everything that happened. Saber threw the black suitcase in the back seat and cracked a smile at her.

"Maybe we'll be friends in the future, but now we're just collaborators. Well, fasten your seat belt, we're going home!"

On the other side, in an ordinary room in Queens, New York, the blue-skinned demonic woman Raven was leaning on the sofa, holding a remote control in her hand as she watched TV. It was the most ordinary soap opera, but Raven was watching it with great interest.

Her entire body was covered with blue scales with black spots. She looked like some kind of alien, but once you got used to it, you could feel a special kind of beauty. She was like a blue rose with black spots. She also had barbs that couldn't be ignored. They were so sharp that they could pierce your skin with just a touch.

She maintained a comfortable posture, allowing her beautiful body to be displayed on the sofa. From time to time, she would be rocked back and forth by vulgar jokes. After more than 20 minutes, when the TV show finished, she stretched and stood up from the sofa. She swayed her body and walked to the wine cabinet next to her. She took out a bottle of wine and was about to open it when the empty air behind her flickered slightly.

"Buzz"

With a light sound, a figure appeared in the room. It was a tall man with dark red skin, black hair, and wearing a suit that was popular in the last century. He had a scar on his face that went through his left eye, but it didn't hurt his eye.

He opened his eyes. His eyes had a light gray luster, and his pupils were extremely small. Coupled with his unique hairstyle, he looked full of evil.

"You loathsome guy, why are you here again?"

Raven didn't turn her head. She held the wine glass in one hand and poured the wine into it. Behind her, the devil like man's gaze paused on Raven's body for a moment, and then he whispered.

"I brought Eric's new instructions."

His voice was hoarse and low. When he opened his mouth to speak, the air in the room slightly vibrated. His fingers moved, and at the tip of those devil like fingers were black nails. If one didn't take his clothes into consideration, this man was no different from the devil in the myths.

"Hmph … Eric is carrying out his whimsical plans again. There's no point in it at all."

Raven held the wine glass and lay back on the sofa. She took a sip of wine, stretched out a finger, and lazily said.

"Move, you're blocking my TV series … Also, get out of here when you're done talking. I'm annoyed when I see you!"

The devil like man was silent for a moment, but in the end, he obediently moved out of the way. Then he spread out his hands and said.

"Eric's transformation machine has been completed, but he still needs a medium. We're looking for a suitable medium all over the world. I believe we'll have a result soon. Your new mission is Congressman Laubert Kelly. That old guy has been promoting the" mutant "threat, and he has a great influence in Congress. Eric thinks he'll be a very good test subject."

"Okay, I got it."

Raven stared at the TV series in front of her, and seemed to be completely immersed in it. She covered her mouth and chuckled, and then took a sip of wine as if she was swatting a fly.

"You can get out now."

The devil with red skin didn't care about Mystic's extremely contemptuous attitude. His fingers moved a bit, and he whispered.

"Raven, I …"

"Get out!"

Before he could finish his words, Mystique, who was immersed in the TV series, suddenly exploded. The glass in her hand was crushed, and the broken pieces scattered everywhere. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked like a crazy woman. Her chest rose and fell quickly. Obviously, the leader of the Mutants Brotherhood was in a state of extreme anger at this time.

"Asazo, if it wasn't for Eric stopping me, I would've already stabbed a knife into your heart! After you did those disgusting things to me, you still dare to appear in front of me! Do you know how much I hate you! Do you know, if I decide to do that, Charles and Eric will join forces to tear you to pieces! "

Her eyes were full of hatred and disgust. A long time ago, in a mission in Germany, under the influence of alcohol and some kind of seduction spell, Asazo possessed her body. Although for Mystic, this kind of thing wasn't unacceptable, if Asazo really liked her, she didn't mind falling in love with this powerful Mutant.

But what disgusted her the most was that the guy in front of her clearly treated her as some kind of test subject. Thinking of that unbearable period of time, Raven's anger was like a flood that opened a dam, unable to stop at all. If it weren't for the fact that she had already regarded Magneto's creed as her own creed in more than 40 years of work, I'm afraid that Azazzo in front of her would have been assassinated by her countless times.

With Mystic's ability, almost no one in this world can escape her assassination. As long as she doesn't impulsively fight, she won't be afraid of any Mutant.

Ten seconds later, she calmed her breathing, turned around, and picked up another cup.

"Get out! Don't let me see you again! "

Asazo's expression still didn't change. He just looked at Raven, and finally he said.

"Tell me the whereabouts of the child!"

"Don't even think about it!"

Raven ignored him and continued to immerse herself in the emotions of the TV series. But after a few minutes, she seemed to have thought of something fun, and her eyebrows raised.

"Asazo … I have no feelings for the child. If you want, it's not impossible … Help me do something, and I'll tell you where he's hiding … You know, he inherited your ability and my perception. Even if it's you, if you don't know the specific location, you won't be able to find him!"

Red Devil Asazo closed his eyes, he considered for a moment, and then nodded.

"Okay, say it!"

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