Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

In an open-air cafe in Manhattan, New York, a waiter led a gorgeous lady wearing sunglasses and a strong man in a black suit with a resolute look on his face to a table.

After casually ordering a cup of coffee, the gorgeous woman sat down directly and looked at the man in the white trench coat in front of her for a moment before speaking: "If I hadn't accidentally discovered it, I never would have thought that the rising star of our mutant brotherhood, Shansheng, would actually be ours. Mortal enemy, Mr. Anthony, your man.”

"That's why I'm most annoyed by enemies like you who can pry into other people's memories." Anthony couldn't help but put down his tea cup after hearing this, and said with a troubled expression: "No matter how careful I am, I will still expose myself in front of people like you." The horse’s feet are coming.”

"Actually, I'm also troubled by this ability," the gorgeous woman took off her sunglasses and chuckled, "because it always hurts your heart inadvertently."

"I think Ms. Emma enjoys it," Anthony said with a smile: "Otherwise when the military develops an antidote to mutants, Ms. Emma will not speak out against it and preside over the battle."

"Maybe," the White Queen glanced at the waiter who came to deliver coffee and seemed to understand something after hearing what Anthony and the two said, and was slightly panicked. He directly erased his memory of this aspect, then took the coffee from his hand and said lightly: "You have to admit, this ability is really convenient sometimes, isn't it?"

"That makes sense," Anthony chuckled as he picked up the coffee cup, "Then let's drink to this very convenient ability."

Next, both parties sat here, seemingly waiting for the other to speak first. After a long time, the White Queen couldn't hold it any longer, she smiled helplessly and complained: "Mr. Anthony is really calm. He is worthy of being a tycoon who can emerge and dominate in such a short period of time."

"Ms. Emma, ​​you're welcome. I just happened to be in this situation," Anthony replied accurately.

She took a deep look at Anthony and felt that if she kept grinding like this until dark, the White Queen didn't waste any time and simply said: "I want to ask Mr. Anthony for a way out. I wonder what Mr. Anthony thinks?"

Anthony's hand holding the spoon to stir the coffee paused slightly, and then he spoke again after a moment: "What? Isn't Ms. Emma happy staying in the fraternity?"

"Fortunately," the White Queen pointed out: "But Mr. Anthony should be very clear that the war between the Brotherhood and humans has little chance of winning, so I have to think about it in the future."

After raising his head and taking a deep look at the White Queen, Anthony said, "Why did you choose me?"

"Because Mr. Anthony is one of the few people who has the ability and influence to protect me and will not make too many excessive demands on me," the White Queen said, easing her shoulders.

"Oh? Am I that good?" Anthony chuckled: "I wonder where you saw this, Emma?"

"Of course it is based on Mr. Anthony's words and deeds," the White Queen said very simply: "As a target of the Brotherhood's hostility, the Brotherhood's intelligence department has specially collected information about Mr. Anthony, and many of them were even mine. I am hands-on, so in some ways, I may know myself better than you, Mr. Anthony.

Whether they were Mr. Anthony's original subordinates or those he recruited as prisoners later, they all lived quite well. Senior cadres such as Bullseye and Deathstroke will receive considerable vacations and bonuses after completing their missions.

And the most important thing is that, except for a few betrayers, I rarely see Mr. Anthony attacking his own people in the data. Even those who made serious mistakes were mostly sent to Berea. Such bitter cold areas. To be honest, I quite like this. "

"So I'm so good." Anthony was really dumbfounded when he heard the White Queen praising him so much: "I thought I was a heinous bad guy who asked the child to stop crying."

"In some respects, it is true," the White Queen admitted with a pointed nod: "This time our Brotherhood of Mutants released the virus on a large scale, wasn't it only because of Mr. Anthony's connivance that we succeeded? ? That is the life of millions of people. In this regard, Mr. Anthony, you can indeed be called an extremely evil villain."

"How much did this idiot let you know?" Anthony glanced at the frightened Landslide next to him, and then said with a distressed look: "Do you think I should leave you here directly? My White Queen, Ms. .”

"There is no need for Mr. Anthony," the White Queen chuckled: "I said I was just here to find a way out for myself. If I wanted to cause trouble for Mr. Anthony, I would not appear here today."

"Can I trust you?" Anthony asked.

The White Queen took a sip of coffee and pointed out: "I have always felt that the word trust is a relative term. As long as there is a bond of interest, then trust has the soil to survive. And the greater the bond of interest, the greater the trust. The more unbreakable it is.”

Anthony was silent for a moment after hearing this, then narrowed his eyes and continued: "I can give you treatment, protection, and even more. But what benefits can you bring to me?"

"Many. Mr. Anthony just said that you are most annoyed by enemies like me who can pry into other people's memories." The White Queen pointed out: "If I were one of Mr. Anthony's people, then Anthony would be the one who is troubled. Are you an enemy of Mr.

Just like now, I know from the memory of the landslide that Mr. Anthony seems to want to take the Brotherhood for his own use, and I can play a big role in this and save Mr. Anthony from taking a lot of detours. After all, I handle the self-examination on the fraternity side. "

Anthony stared at the White Queen for a moment, then put a smile on his face again, stretched out his hand and said: "I have to say, Ms. Emma, ​​your words really moved me. Then welcome Ms. Emma to join us, I believe I, you will not regret your decision today."

"Then I'll wait and see," the White Queen also stretched out her hand and held it with Anthony.

Watching the White Queen and Shanbeng leave together, the smile on Anthony's face slowly faded, he stood up, took the cane from Gin's hand, and then ordered without looking back: "Take care of it, don't leave anything behind. trace."

"Yes, boss." Gin responded and put on a pair of sunglasses. Born to attract everyone's attention to him, Jian Yue took out the memory cleaning and weaving instrument obtained from the world of the man in black.

After a flash of light, everyone's memory was washed away and a virtual memory was added. See more! Prestige official account: hhxs665