Superman

After they were recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D., they heard a lot about Luke.

The other party was already a celebrity, with titles such as war hero and superman, like a halo, extremely dazzling.

Coupled with the identity of the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and his extremely strong personal strength, it makes people unable to provoke the mind at all.

After all, not every mutant is as violent as the saber-toothed tiger Victor.

"The existence of mutants is no secret to SHIELD."

While talking, Luke exchanged for a Constantine's "Fudge Expert" skill card.

"Many people may think that you are freaks and aliens, but this is not the case. Mutants are just a branch of human evolution, and you are no different from us."

"Gene evolution has endowed you with special abilities, not for hiding, or evading. This is your innate mission!"

"Join the military, serve the country, and make use of the power you have in a reasonable way. This is the future of mutants!"

""

Zha Kang's ability to fool, coupled with Luke's chicken soup for the soul, easily made the blood of these young mutants surge and they were excited.

Compared with Sebastian Shaw's extreme theory of rebelling against human tyranny and that the world belongs to mutants, Mr. Major General's speech is more touching.

However, the latter did not put too much emphasis on allegiance to the country, but put S.H.I.E.L.D. and himself in a more important position.

"General, will we be dragged into slices by Dr. Teslak?"

asked Big Fred.

Every mutant will have such worries.

"Why do you need to slice? You are all precious assets of S.H.I.E.L.D. The cost of training, training, and daily consumption is almost comparable to several bombers."

Luke seemed to find it ridiculous, and asked back: "Did I spend so much money just to send you to the dissection table?"

Fred scratched his head and smiled.

Mr. Major General's answer made him feel relieved, and he also had a sense of belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D.

"General, are we still free?"

Kayla, a young girl, raised her hand like a student and asked.

"Sorry, no."

Luke shook his head.

"You can go out and have fixed holidays, even if you travel around the world. But you also belong to S.H.I.E.L.D., from will to body."

"Everyone, the federal government's views on mutants are not consistent. Some people think you are freaks and time bombs."

"S.H.I.E.L.D. provides you with protection, avoids trouble, and demands rewards accordingly."

"Obey orders and never betray until retirement. That's the price."

Luke didn't hesitate to adopt a soft tone.

Be hard when it should be hard, be soft when it should be soft, grab it with both hands!

This is the basic quality of a leader.

"Understood, General."

Keira silently put her hands down.

Luke gave the young girl an extra look, not because she was pretty.

According to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence, the other party has a sister named Emma Frost, who is the "White Queen" of the Hellfire Club.

The sisters are similar to Sabretooth and Wolverine, and both have similar psychic abilities.

"Starting today, you will be incorporated into the task force code-named X."

Luke said seriously.

"The only mission is to search and track a secret organization called the Hellfire Club."

Chapter 97? Welcome to the Hellfire Club

Anna Maria Island, on the beach.

With his two strong arms bare, Namor carried the surfboard to the umbrella.

As an Atlantean who can breathe underwater, he doesn't need this stuff at all.

But in order to make himself look more normal and not attract the attention of others, every time he goes into the sea, Namor will bring a surfboard and pretend to be a surfing enthusiast.

"Mr. Xiao, you are here too."

Compared to the unfamiliarity and indifference of the last meeting, Namor took the initiative to say hello this time.

These days, he and this middle-aged man who claims to be a German scientist often chat.

The opinions occasionally raised by the other party can always refresh Namor.

Like a lost ship suddenly seeing the light of a lighthouse on the dark sea.

Unknowingly, Namor regards Sebastian Xiao as a life mentor, and has a little more respect in his heart.

"The warm sunshine in Florida is not common in the humid and cold air of Berlin."

Sebastian took off his sunglasses and gave a friendly smile.

"Because of the high-handed policies of the Third Reich, there was a white terror-like tension there, and everyone worried that they would be the next victim to be persecuted and shot."

"War is a terrible thing, aren't you right, Namor?"

Namor, who put down his surfboard and sat next to Sebastian, nodded. He also hated war.

In the past, the Allies and the Axis powers threw mines and bombed submarines everywhere in the Pacific battlefield and the Atlantic Ocean, which made Atlantis unbearably disturbed.

It's like someone is fighting and quarreling at your door every day.

If it wasn't for the fact that Atlantis was adhering to the conservative and secluded old thinking and didn't want to communicate with the outside world, Namor would definitely teach this group of people a lesson.

As for joining the Allies or the Axis, it depends on your mood.

"Mr. Xiao, do you think it is necessary for a person who is strong in himself to hide himself?"

After these days of in-depth communication, Namor began to let go of his inner vigilance and put his trust in Sebastian Xiao.

Among them, of course, there are psychological hints imposed by the White Queen Emma.

Also, Namor's own reasons.

His father was a captain, and the route was blocked during his Antarctic expedition, so he ordered the sailors to blast the ice floe, but injured the princess of Atlantis and took her to the ship for treatment.

After that, it was the bloody story at eight o'clock.

The captain felt that Princess Atlantis was so pure and unpretentious, she was different from the American girls he knew before.

And Princess Atlantis has never been in contact with the outside world at all, and knows almost nothing about human beings, so she was easily picked up by the captain.

The two fell in love with lightning speed, got married, and did everything that should be done.

However, the king of Atlantis saw that his daughter hadn't returned for several months, thinking that something happened and she was kidnapped or hijacked by humans.

Send the army directly, and after finding the whereabouts, kill everyone including the captain.

A few months later, the widowed princess gave birth to Namor.

This is the tragic experience of Aquaman on the Marvel studio.

Any similarity is purely for reference.

When Sebastian appeared, playing the role of an experienced and knowledgeable mentor, Namor was immediately brought in.

"Why would a powerful person hide himself? Would a lion hide among a herd of sheep to make himself look harmless? Unless it was to hide from people."

Sebastian smiled. After so many days of brainwashing, it finally worked.

Before he contacted Namor, he learned about the situation of Atlantis through Hydra.

Namor was discriminated against by his tribe because his skin color was different from normal Atlanteans, and he was considered a low-level "heterogeneous".

In order to protect her son, the princess had to take Namor to hide in the slums, and later fled to Manhattan.

Until the king got old and remembered that he had a grandson, he called back Namo who had grown up.

After a series of struggles and battles for the throne, Namor was finally recognized as the master of the four oceans and the new king of Atlantis.

Some of these messages are the information held by Hydra, and some are the information that Emma, ​​the White Queen, has heard through going deep into her soul.

In short, Atlantis has just completed the transfer of power.

The old king died and Namor succeeded.

There are still many conservative forces in the country, which are in a relatively chaotic state.

And Namor, who ascended the throne, has never received royal education, grew up in slums and the land world, and is also very confused about how to be a king.

"Namor, do you still remember the mutants I mentioned earlier? They have various special abilities, they can be said to be gifted, and they are the pioneers on the road of evolution."

Sebastian sat up, left the reclining chair, and said word by word: "But they were expelled and hunted by humans. Why?"

"Because there is a lack of a leading leader! A king who can unite the mutants around and encourage them to stand up against the atrocities!"

Feeling Sebastian's expectant eyes, Namor couldn't help but have an illusion that I was that person!

Intense emotions were like raging waves, one after another, washing away his few rational minds.

"Mr. Shaw"

Namor hesitated to reveal his identity as a mutant.

At this time, he has no sense of belonging to Atlantis for the time being, and he doesn't know anything about being a king.

Hearing Sebastian talking about the plight of fellow mutants, Namor couldn't help feeling sympathetic, and wanted to be that one-of-a-kind peerless leader.

"Namor, if I'm not mistaken, you are a mutant, right?"

Sebastian struck while the iron was hot, and said sincerely: "I saw you at the beach bar before, and I had a deep intuition, Namor, that you are the one I want to find!"

"We are compatriots! Genes are far more reliable than blood bonds!"

Namor, who was just about to reveal his identity, showed a shocked expression and asked in surprise, "Mr. Xiao, are you also a mutant?"

The latter nodded vigorously and said with a smile: "Not only me, but also Miss Frost you met before, we formed the Hellfire Club together."

"The purpose is to save the suffering compatriots, resist the tyranny of human beings, and build a beautiful world for mutants!"

Namor frowned. He remembered that most of the chats with Sebastian these days were about race, genes, evolution and other issues.

Could it be that Mr. Xiao has been testing me and testing me?

"Yes."

Sebastian affirmed.

As if he could see through people's hearts, his sharp eyes pierced into Namor's heart.

"You are the leader that the mutants are looking forward to! The king who saves our compatriots and leads us to create a new future!"

Although at this point in time, Stanislavski has not yet written about the actor's self-cultivation, but Sebastian Shaw fully explained what superb acting skills are with his firm eyes and sincere tone.

He said it so much that he almost believed it, let alone Namor himself.

"why me?"

Namor, who had never been affirmed by anyone since he was a child, seemed to be flattered, and asked in an old-fashioned way.

"You are both an Atlantean and a mutant, and you are the only bridge connecting the two worlds, the underwater world and the ground world!"

Sebastian replied, selectively ignoring that Namor still had some human blood in his body.

"Join us, Namor. At that time, Atlantis can rule the world together with the mutants. You occupy the four oceans, and we own the land."

Facing this invitation, Namor seemed to have a strange voice deep in his heart, constantly urging him to agree.

"Mr. Xiao, I am willing to participate in the great cause of saving our compatriots."

Neptune, who was limped by the flicker, pursed his lips tightly, nodded and answered.

"Very well. Welcome to the Hellfire Club then."

Sebastian stretched out his hand, a gloomy light flashed in his lowered eyes.