Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

Time passed quickly, and two years passed in the blink of an eye. A news item appeared in the newspaper that Captain Hot Butt died together with the Red Skull.

He casually put down the newspaper, sent another wave of supplies to our army, and then focused on developing the hotel business.

The two brothers are the face of Hong Guan. They have very interesting personalities. They are foreigners who like the culture of gardeners, so they opened a Chinese-style hotel.

In order to increase its credibility, they even made a spoof by having Wolf sing Give Me a Kiss, the song from the International Ice Performance's Snow Flower and the Secret Fan, which can be considered a tribute.

Now with three hotels in New York City, the company is preparing to expand outward.

In October 1962, the two young men walked into the New York hotel headquarters and found Uncle Wolf who was drinking.

"Hello, my name is Charles and this is Eric. We would like to invite you to join my team to solve a world crisis."

Uncle Wolf held a large mosquito coil and raised his eyebrows at the two of them, "Get out of here right now, or I'll have the security guards send you out."

At this time, Hong Guan came down from upstairs and said, "Logan, don't be so unreasonable. Be polite to the guests."

Uncle Wolf raised an eyebrow and said, "They are not guests, they are here to recruit me!"

Charles smiled and took out his wallet. "Please get us a room."

"I'm sorry, we don't have any regular guest rooms left. We only have presidential suites. The room rates are a bit expensive. Can you two take a look?"

Looking at Hong Guan's harmless smile, Eric also stared at Charles. He was a pauper. He couldn't afford to live in a presidential suite, let alone an ordinary room.

"Of course, give me a presidential suite."

Hong Guan snapped his fingers, and the front desk staff came over and guided Charles to fill out the check-in information.

Eric looked at Wolf and said, "Can we talk now?"

“Watch your attitude!”

After receiving Hong Guan's warning, Uncle Wolf showed a stiff smile and said, "Sorry, I have no interest in your so-called conscription. Even if there is a world-class crisis, I will not be the one to die!"

"Is your brother not interested too?"

Logan leaned back in his chair and said, "You should ask him about this. He may not be in any woman's bed right now, but he will still come back at night."

Charles came back with a painful look on his face. The price of Hongguan Hotel is one of the best in New York, and of course, the service is really good.

Seeing the two of them going upstairs, Hong Guancai said leisurely, "I'm very interested in what you are talking about. Can we chat about it?"

The two looked at Hong Guan in confusion, "You don't seem to be a mutant, why are you interested in this?"

Hong Guan pointed to his head and said, "Why do you think I'm not? Did you find what you want in my head, or did you find that you can't get into my head?"

Charles subconsciously placed his middle and index fingers on his temples, wanting to check Hong Guan's memory, but what appeared before his eyes was an endless sea of ​​stars.

The dazzling starlight made Charles lost in it. His spiritual energy was constantly being absorbed by the nebula, and soon his face turned pale.

Eric realized something was wrong and pushed Charles. Then Charles came back to his senses and felt a severe headache, as if his head was about to explode.

Seeing Hong Guan still smiling, Charles felt cold all over. "Who are you?"

"There are people who are more powerful than you. You should have seen other mutants. Don't you have any idea of ​​the level of mutants?"

Charles nodded. "I think we should have a good talk."

Hong Guan nodded, led the way, and led the two to the presidential suite. When Uncle Wolf saw Hong Guan's enthusiasm for the two, he felt that they were in trouble.

He once practiced fighting with Hong Guan together with Victor, until his body was beaten to the point where he couldn't heal himself. Then Hong Guan used the Growth of All Things to replenish his energy, and then he continued to be beaten. He didn't want to experience that feeling again in his life.

When the three men walked into the presidential suite, Eric took the lead. He raised his hand and the iron in the room moved and flew towards Hong Guan.

Hong Guan laughed, and all the iron tools stopped. Then, electromagnetic force emerged on the iron tools. The tips of the two candlesticks stayed in front of Eric's eyes. If they were any closer, they would pierce his eyeballs.

A drop of cold sweat slid down, and Eric looked at Hong Guan in horror, "How did you do it? Why can't I control them?"

"Haha, this is the disadvantage of not studying. Now you can only control metal, but your ability is electromagnetic force."

Eric gestured nonchalantly, "Okay, I accept your suggestion. When I can't sleep that day, I will find a few books to read."

"Please forgive my intrusion Eric, I want to know how you categorize mutants?"

The three of them sat on the sofa, threw a large mosquito coil to the two of them, exhaled a puff of green smoke, and then spoke lightly.

"First, the first-level mutants, whom I call Ipsilon, evolved in the wrong way. They have regressed to their ancestral form and have very weak abilities, no different from monsters.

Secondly, the second-level mutants, whom I call Delta, make up the majority of mutants, but their abilities are average, just slightly stronger than ordinary people. Even when ordinary people have guns in their hands, they can only run.

Third, the third-level mutants, Gamma level, a watershed. Once they enter the Gamma level, their abilities become even stronger. Ordinary people can only rely on heavy weapons to win, and their abilities are also more diverse.

Fourth, the Beta level, which is people like you two. Normally, there is nothing abnormal about them, but their abilities are so strong that they can deal with an army, even if their numbers are extremely small.

Fifth, Alpha level: these mutants have the ability to destroy an entire race or cause a devastating blow to the Earth.

Finally, there is another concept, called Omega Class, which is essentially a Level 5 mutant, but their abilities are even stronger, to the point where they can destroy the Earth."

The two looked at each other and asked, "Are there really mutants in this world that can destroy races and the earth?"

"Of course, there is no doubt about it. When you see it, you will believe it."

"Okay, so you know the Hellfire Club, have you ever heard of the name Sebastian Shaw?"

Hong Guan laughed, "Of course I know. The famous Black Emperor always thinks he is superior to humans and that mutants should rule the world. How naive and pitiful."

Eric looked at Hong Guan with some displeasure, "But currently mutants are the most powerful race in the world. If we unite together, we can definitely rule the world."

Charles was about to speak when he was interrupted by Hong Guan. "In the Flower Growing Family, there is a saying called sitting in a well and looking at the sky. The earth has always had a guardian. He is the most powerful. In addition to him, there are many people who can deal with mutants."

"Let's not discuss this issue. We want to talk to you about how we can deal with Sebastian Shaw together. He wants to sow discord between the two great powers and start a war. By then, many people will become victims."

Hong Guan leaned casually on the back of the sofa. "So what? I will not be among these people. Even if humans become extinct, I will still be alive. Even if an ice age comes, I will not die."

"But a lot of innocent people are going to die, don't you care?"

He raised his hand and pointed at himself. "Look at my skin color. In this country, I am one of the discriminated people. My treatment is not even as good as that of person B. Why should I care about them?"

Eric was a little angry. "So what do you want?"

"Haha, you think it's great. No matter what time it is, only interests are eternal. What I want is very simple. First, I want a brain wave amplifier; second, I want an airplane and maintenance instructions."

"Impossible." Charles stood up. "I can give you a plane, even two or three, but not the brain wave amplifier."

If Charles had not seen the galaxy in Hong Guan's sea of ​​consciousness, he would not care about the brain wave amplifier. But now he is no longer able to do so. With Hong Guan equipped with the brain wave amplifier, it is equivalent to controlling the life and death of all living things.

Hong Guan did not get angry, and nodded calmly, "Okay, three planes, in exchange for a chance for me to take action, including directly killing Sebastian Xiao!"

"Xiao is mine!"

"Haha, stop showing off. If your ability is limited to controlling metal, you won't be able to kill him!"

"I agree, but we have also recruited other people and hope you can help train them."

Hong Guan shook his head decisively, "Sorry, I have no interest in training Boy Scouts."

“They are all adults now.”

"The adult Boy Scouts weren't interested either."

Eric couldn't help laughing. Noticing Charles' gaze, he spread his hands helplessly and said, "Sorry, I'm professionally trained. No matter how funny something is, I won't laugh unless I can't help it."

"Is this so funny?"

"Of course, the gentleman is right. Although they are adults, they are no different from the Boy Scouts!"

Charles was helpless. "Okay, I admit that they are not warriors yet, including me, but I believe that everyone will become stronger."

Hong Guan raised a finger again. "Two specially modified motorcycles. They have to be cool, handsome, and durable. I can also protect them so that they don't die inexplicably before they enter the battlefield."

Charles frowned slightly, feeling that there was something else behind Hong Guan's words. Subconsciously, he wanted to find out what Hong Guan was thinking, and almost got lost in it again.

"Okay, I agree. We are on a tight schedule. When can we go back?"

"where?"

"Washington, we are working with the CIA, we need to train first."

Hong Guan spread his hands and said, "OK, I can leave anytime, but you have already paid for one night, do you want to experience it? In the flower-growing family, this is called the emperor's enjoyment."

Charles was helpless, he felt like Hong Guan seemed to know everything, but like the Riddler, he said nothing, which was very uncomfortable for someone like him who had a strong desire for control.

After leaving the presidential suite and finding Logan, Victor still hadn't come back.

"Logan, I'm going to Washington tomorrow. You arrange for three fighter pilots to be recruited. Otherwise, we'll be in trouble. Do you understand?"

This is the habit of the Bald Eagle Army, with all kinds of drugs, and even medicines provided by the state, so it is better to make it clear in advance.