The correct way to attack the villain

"This is the research institute of the Lex Group located in the underground of Gotham. The periphery is the underground clubhouse they cooperated with the Penguin to confuse the Gotham government. It leads all the way to the underground of Arkham. If you want to reach the place where Xavier's students are detained, you must Go through that underground club."

"Trask's personal assistant will be here in an hour. The bodyguards and patrol guards in the Penguin's underground club are equipped with advanced armed firepower and want to leave Lex without being detected within an hour. The success rate of the sphere of influence, for the two of us, is—”

"100%."

Song Mo was sitting on the table, with one foot on the chair, his hands stopped typing on the brain's keyboard, and his elbow accidentally touched the unconscious Professor Trask next to him. He raised his foot in disgust and kicked the mad scientist to the ground .

Scott uncuffed the handcuffs with the key found from Trask in one hand, and then threw the key to Song Mo: "What do you want me to do?"

Song Mo took the key, inserted it into the keyhole of the handcuffs, and said, "No, you will wait for me at the exit. I will go back and meet you after I get a passable work permit, and you can do it before then." The only thing to do is not to be detected, which is the way to maximize the success rate."

Cyclops paused for a while before saying, "Actually, I should be able to help you a little bit."

"You can, of course, there will always be those times." Song Mo responded casually, the key in his hand was turned several times and the handcuffs did not move, he couldn't help frowning.

Scott glanced at Song Mo: "For example, now?"

Song Mo let go of his fingers, and the key was thrown to the ground.

"Need not."

After speaking, Scott saw him turn over and jump off the table, took out a pocket pistol from the fallen soldier beside him, skillfully and flexibly disassembled the magazine and loaded it with bullets, and then wrapped the iron chain around the muzzle of the gun .

Pulling the trigger, the bullet grazed the iron chain, and the fragments cut through the delicate skin on the edge of the wrist, leaving light bloodstains. He only paused for half a second before firing another shot at the buckle without paying attention.

The handcuffs immediately shattered into four pieces, separated from the two wrists that were slender enough in terms of skeleton, probably on purpose, the bullet directly brushed Cyclops' cheek, and the position was controlled very precisely, It just brushes the sideburns and breaks the hair without leaving a scar.

The typical "Song Mo" style, especially when facing Scott, this style will become more obvious.

But this time, for some reason, Scott couldn't think of competing with him in the academy.

He has always disliked Song Mo, not as others guessed, because Song Mo stole his limelight and was more popular with girls than him, or because he was always played around by Song Mo.

... Well, he admits that there is a little bit of these reasons in it.

But most of it was because of Song Mo's disrespect for Professor Charles.

Charles Xavier, to the mutants in the college, his meaning is far more than that of an ordinary professor.He taught them how to use their abilities proficiently, and taught them not to feel inferior and resist because of their differences.He treats everyone equally, and he loves each of his students.

In the original society where the relationship between mutants and ordinary people was so tense that mutants were regarded as aliens, and once they were discovered, they would call the police and catch them. Professor Charles was their only spiritual support.

However, in the first week when Scott transferred to this college, he saw Song Mo arguing loudly in Professor Charles' office. He watched Song Mo pointing at the professor's nose, saying that he was a hypocrite, a dictator, He is a poor man whose soul is so impoverished that he can only be satisfied by giving alms to others.

And from the beginning to the end, the professor didn't say a word.

Since then, Scott doesn't like, or hate Song Mo.

He heard from Qin that if it wasn't for the professor, Song Mo would have died young due to his uncontrollable supernatural riot.

But after the professor had done so much, what he got was such nasty abuse.

He cannot accept it.

So he would regard Song Mo as an opponent, as an opponent, because he felt that they needed to compete, so that he could prove the point of view he had always insisted on, or the point that the professor had always insisted on was correct.But due to Song Mo's restricted abilities, he couldn't really do anything.

In a peaceful Xavier, there would be no second way to measure the strength of two mutants.

This thought continued until 10 minutes before Song Mo raised the pistol.

No matter what abilities Scott has, he is only fifteen this year, and he has never killed anyone, or even touched a gun.But Song Mo was only three years older than him. He could reap three lives indifferently in one second, and his marksmanship was so precise that it was unimaginable.

Perhaps he is right in at least one sentence, the professor focuses on the cultivation of their abilities, but ignores one thing——

Ability is not all mutants.

Song Mo stood there for a while, and found that Scott did not overreact as before, but just looked at him quietly, his eyes hidden under the pair of black sunglasses, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

Song Mo frowned, glanced at the soldier lying on the ground out of the corner of his eye, he immediately understood, and gradually retracted the flamboyant expression on his face.

It might be inappropriate to recall those things at this time, but he couldn't help but think that when he was wandering on the Gotham pier, the brother and sister originally had a few friends, but since he killed the three who smashed his sister's head through for a bag of white bread The tramp, his friends never talked to him again.

They became afraid of him, dreaded him, loathed him.At that time, Song Mo would restrain himself a little in front of his peers because of his young age.

But he couldn't hide his nature, and he didn't want to hide it.

Song Mo clicked his tongue, stuffed the pistol in his back, turned around and pressed the button without saying a word, and walked into the interrogation room without turning his head to look at Scott again.

The secret passage leading from the interrogation room to the outlying area was built by Trask independently without telling Stryker. It is very hidden and dark, so narrow that only one person can pass through.

Song Mo walked a few steps forward, and heard Scott say behind him: "Are we leaving him alone?"

Scott was standing in front of the half-meter-high glass cage, and the leech was sitting huddled inside. He was very thin, probably because Trask demanded his powers without being well guided, he looked very weak, and his face was pale. , with a sharp chin, and his blue eyes looked back at Scott with an almost suffocating will to survive.

Song Mo stopped in his tracks: "Take care of yourself first, think about what we are doing now."

"And, who is he?" Song Mo turned his face sideways, folded his arms around his chest, "There is an alarm in the lock of that cage, if you ring him, Stryker will be here in 10 minutes, think of us What are you doing, Scott, that's dangerous, why would I put myself in danger for someone I don't know?"

Scott: "Then if I—"

Song Mo hooked the corner of his mouth: "Then I won't save it either."

Scott frowned: "You—"

Song Mo turned around, spread his hands, and his face hidden in the darkness showed a big smile: "Yeah, I'm so cold-blooded, what's wrong? The first day you met me?"

Scott was silent for a moment before speaking

"Maybe you think it's better to be rational." He clenched his fists, "But if you are the one who is locked up, I will definitely save you. Even if you are arrested again, I will save you, even though our relationship is not good. not good--"

Scott took off his sunglasses. This is probably the only benefit after losing his powers, that is, he can finally communicate with others with his eyes.

It was the first time that Song Mo saw the eyes of this mutant student clearly. They were beautiful amber, and the eyes were as clear as his personality. This is probably the characteristic of every mutant taught by Professor Charles.

"But I won't leave you."

After finishing speaking, there was a long silence all around.

Scott didn't think he could impress Song Mo with just a few words. He let out a long sigh of relief, and finally turned his face away. At the moment when he looked away, he saw that the light of survival in the eyes of the leech was completely extinguished, and his despair was like a pool of stagnant water.

He stepped into the secret passage, and when he came to Song Mo's side, his scalp exploded.

Song Mo raised his gun and pointed it at him.

He can't kill him just because he said a few more words, can he?

And even if he said it, he might not have listened to it, besides, he has compromised now.

no reason?

Thinking of this, he saw Song Mo pull the trigger.Gunshots rang in his ears, and Scott instantly stood on his head.

The bullet grazed the lock of the glass cage dozens of meters away, and the sound of sirens immediately sounded around.

"People like you are really annoying."

Song Mo looked at Scott's face full of disbelief, and withdrew his gun: "You have now successfully shortened our escape time from one hour to 10 minutes, you'd better pray that we are lucky enough along the way, otherwise you are waiting to be caught Let Stryker take it back and make a specimen."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and left without hesitation. Scott stood there for a while, until the leech ran up to him barefoot and the thin hand grabbed the hem of his clothes before she recovered.

Looking at the receding figure in front of him, Cyclops picked up the leech and rushed forward.

"Wait for me!"

The author has something to say: the next chapter, the master will appear.

I'll catch bugs later

And, all the views of the professor in the article are the views of the protagonist, not the old farmer, and the conflict will be resolved in the end qaq