I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 532

On the streets of New York, the inside of a bar with a 'Closed' sign on the door.

The bar owner was still in shock, cleaning the broken glass on the floor a little, looking up secretly at the table in the center of the hall.

On the wooden square table filled with drinks, five people in different costumes sat in a circle, and the atmosphere was quiet and strange.

Caesar sits in the middle of the main seat, with Charles and Eric on the left hand side, and Azazzo and Logan on the right hand side.

"So, it was just a misunderstanding?" Logan smoked a cigar, breathing out clouds, seemingly absent-minded, but his eyes never left Charles and Eric.

The intuition of the wild beasts who have been fighting for many years, and the brief contact just now told him that the two in front of him are not simple, at least their mutant abilities are very difficult and first-rate.

"He almost killed me." Staring at Eric, Azazuo gritted his teeth, and touched his neck with his left hand. There were obvious steel pipe strangle marks on his neck.

"If you still want to do something, I will accompany you to the end." Eric said coldly without showing any weakness.

No matter what, the other party was someone who had worked under Shang's subordinates, and he even felt a little regretful that he didn't take a decisive shot to kill him just now.

"You!" Asazuo's eyes flashed a cold light. If Caesar hadn't been present, he wouldn't have been able to resist fighting back. He wouldn't have sat obediently in a chair to negotiate.

The bar is filled with the smell of gunpowder, just lighting the fuse is enough to detonate the area.

"Calm down first."

Charles clapped his hands helplessly, using his mind ability, filled the wine glasses on the table with water, and moved the wine glasses to the front of everyone.

It's just that Azazzo, Eric, and Logan are all a bit violent. No one accepts the other, and they don't give Charles much face. They still keep vigilance and hostility in their own way.

With the situation out of control, Caesar finally said, "Okay, be quiet."

A very ordinary sentence, without superpowers, and without coercion, but it made the three of Asazuo quiet down.

Seeing this, Charles breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Caesar gratefully, and then organized his words and asked, "Why are you three together?"

After all, no matter how you look at it.Caesar, Azazzo, and Logan are all very weird combinations.

Asazo turned his face away, and said first, "It's very simple, I have left the Hellfire Club and chose to follow Young Master Caesar."

"what?"

Charles and Eric glanced at each other, and the enemy camp split, which was great news for them.

"It's true, he stalks people like a dog."

Caesar shrugged, pointed to Logan, and introduced, "This is a drinking buddy I just met these days, Logan."

Logan was smoking a stuffy cigarette alone, he would not easily make friends, and Caesar was naturally an exception.

For some reason, the other party has an inexplicable sense of familiarity, maybe they are both ronin, and there is an unspeakable tacit understanding between them.

"Since everyone is Caesar's friend, it was a misunderstanding just now, but..." Charles changed his subject and looked at Asazo, "but he used to work for Shang. Caesar, we hope he can provide, Information about Shang and the Hellfire Club."

Azazuo looked at Caesar, and after Caesar nodded in agreement, he said in a deep voice, "Shang, how should I put it...he does everything tightly, and he doesn't reveal everything to me. He was in the Nazi concentration camp during World War II. A military officer who is dedicated to cultivating mutants and putting them into the ranks of war machines."

Azazuo looked at the number on Eric's left arm, "The number on your hand... You were also a member of the concentration camp."

Eric's face was gloomy, his mother was shot dead, his companion was buried alive, and unbearable childhood memories came to mind.

Logan raised his neck and exhaled a puff of smoke. Not to mention World War II, even World War I, he had been used as a war machine and devoted himself to the battles and killings between major powers.Now it is also physically and mentally exhausted and loathing war, so it is like a wandering tour of the walking dead.

Azazzo continued: "After World War II, Germany surrendered and the concentration camp was disbanded. Shang formed the Hellfire Club, secretly cultivating mutant forces, and wanted to start World War III again."

Charles nodded thoughtfully: "So you intervene in the high-level decision-making of the US military, and want the US to provoke the Soviet Union and advance the stalemate Cold War. But why did he do this? What good does a world war do for him?"

Azazuo spread his hands and explained: "Shang. He believes that mutants are superior to others, which is a natural evolutionary trend, so he wants big countries to kill each other, and he takes advantage of the situation to lead mutants to rule the world."

Caesar, who was listening, was speechless.Sure enough, no matter which time and space, there are one or two villains who want to rule the world.

It's just that the Hydra organization Red Skull is over there, and the Hellfire Club is here.

"Enough, these are not important!"

Eric slapped the table and said coldly: "Tell me, Shang and the others escaped in a submarine, where are they hiding now?"

"submarine……"

Azazuo muttered for a while, pondering, "I remember Shang seemed to have said... By the way, the North Pole. If it was a submarine, they would go directly to the North Pole."

Charles' eyes lit up, and he said, "The North Pole? It's very possible! There are no people there, and it hasn't been infiltrated by military forces yet."

Eric swiped, stood up from the chair, and walked straight to the door.

"Eric! What are you going to do?" Charles asked loudly.

Eric said as a matter of course: "Of course, go to the North Pole and kill him."

"Come on."

Before Charles could speak this time, Asazo shook his head and said, "Shang is even more powerful than you imagined. Among mutants, he is definitely one of the best. Not to mention the White Queen and Torrent, they are all A good player who is good at fighting. Don't say you alone, even if you add a dozen mutants, you may not be able to win."

Mutants who have not received combat training are not much better than ordinary people. Once they encounter mutants who have developed abilities specially for combat, even ten mutants may not be able to defeat one.

"unless……"

Asazo glanced at Caesar secretly, but didn't say any more.If the young master takes action, it is estimated that all problems will not be a problem.

"Eric, I understand how you feel, but there is no way to be anxious."

Charles stepped forward, patted Eric on the shoulder, and persuaded him: "First accurately locate the opponent's position, and train the mutants who join our camp. I believe we will definitely win!"

Eric was silent.

"By the way, I forgot to mention it." Azazuo added: "Shang will never sit still until you cultivate mutant forces. If he knows that you are recruiting mutants, he will definitely take the initiative to attack."

"Don't worry. That's why I'm going out with Eric..."

Charles just stopped in the middle of speaking, and his face quickly turned pale, then looked at Eric, and said in a daze, "No way. Could it be that the base..."

"Your home seems to be gone." Caesar said calmly.

(End of this chapter)