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The quickest way to get the results I want. "

"Hydra?" Eric, who learned about the development of the matter from Raven's mouth.

"Yes, Hydra!" An Meng smiled and nodded.Eric opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end. He just faced An Meng and pointed out the position of the portrait, ready to fight.

An Meng looked at the serious Eric, bent her eyes and smiled.She has a feeling that she is playing God, this is the advantage of controlling power, isn't she, she can do what she wants to do unscrupulously.It's as if Captain America knew that she was the wanted Red Queen, but he never announced this fact because he felt that Bucky owed her.It's like Howard, who thinks she's crazy, so he pays more attention to her.

Exactly, but why does everyone think she is crazy?An Meng shook the wine glass in her hand, a little puzzled, why did everyone think her sensibility overcame reason?It is obvious that Bucky did not die, she deduced it through various scientific philosophies and the original environmental conditions.

A rational and purely logical deduction does not take human feelings into consideration, but it is also the most accurate.

Her bucky wasn't dead yet, so she wasn't going anywhere.She will wait for Bucky where she is, waiting for him to walk in front of her.Give her a chance to say, "Yes, Ido!"

Until then, as the Red Queen said: "You have to keep running to keep yourself in place."

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The Red Queen Theory In the evolution of creatures, all creatures must constantly compete with other species around them. Once the evolution stops, this species will be eliminated without mercy.

Competition is an eternal topic of existence.

Eric is a great speaker, always to the point and provocative.If An Meng hadn't grown up in a group of ordinary people, and the person she liked happened to be an ordinary person, maybe she would really join Eric's ranks in a whim.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world.

Humans are afraid of their unknown creatures, and mutants are an unknown to them, so they are afraid, afraid.So they aimed the muzzle of Mu Cang at the mutants, trying to eliminate the mutants who are now concentrated on the island, and wanted to eliminate them together to avoid future troubles.

They don't even mind sacrificing one of their own compatriots for this.

An Meng sat on the gun emplacement and watched the flying missiles, feeling nothing.She was born in the age of war, and went to the front line to fight, so she has long since lost her initial awe of these weapons.What's more, her mutant ability is also her trump card.Besides, she didn't believe that Eric would be indifferent.

Eric was smarter than she had imagined, and more current affairs wiser.He can even inspire people's hearts. In this regard, he is no less capable than Charles, and even because he has experienced more things than Charles, he is more accurate in guessing people's hearts.

Looking up at the approaching missiles, An Meng was even in a good mood to see a group of small reserve mutants subconsciously take a step back.Eric's purpose should be to create a kind of psychological pressure on them, a kind of psychology that ordinary people fear them, and even don't hesitate to get rid of them.

Then tell them that you are special.

Eric raised his hand and controlled the magnetic field when the shell was still more than ten meters away from them.The artillery fire was suspended in the air, just standing still, hundreds of pills of various colors densely spread all over the sky, showing the determination of country A and the Soviets to get rid of the mutants on the island.

Then backhanded, the shells that were originally aimed at the island turned around one after another, and then sped towards the battleship.An Meng sat next to the hole and touched her chin, thinking that Eric's ability was probably to control the magnetic field rather than metal.But it still feels cool, much cooler than her flame ability.

Tsk, think about it, as long as she raises her hand on the battlefield, all the wooden cang branches will fly towards her, and then densely cover the sky, she waved the order to open fire!Best of all, of course, is that she can control Captain America's damn, pure metal shield.

Well, it feels good.

In a panic, An Meng waved away the picture of Dashield kneeling on the ground crying and wanting her to return the shield from her mind, Eric was hugging Charles and didn't know what to say.The distance was too far for her to hear clearly, but the scene seemed to cool down, and Eric no longer aimed at the distant battleship.

"Are you coming?" Eric looked at the woman who had been standing by from the beginning. "His society doesn't accept us, so we have to create our own society."

"To me, there is no difference." An Meng jumped off the ship. "Mutants, ordinary humans, country A or Soviet people, it doesn't make any difference to me. I don't care who dies, nor will I Who cares about who survives." Looking at Eric, An Meng said very seriously, "I'm looking for an ordinary person."

Eric looked at the woman with dyed blonde hair: "Then, we will only be enemies."

"Maybe." An Meng smiled, "If you need me, I'll be happy to help. As long as you give me the information I want."

"Hydra, I remember." Eric nodded, then turned to look at the partner on the far side.The five people holding hands disappeared in a puff of red smoke, leaving only wreckage, four mutants and an ordinary agent.

"My invitation has an effect on you too, Charles." An Meng looked at the surrounded Charles, "Give me the information I want, and I can help you with anything. Hydra, Red Skull, even... James Buchanan Barnes." An Meng paused, and finally said the name.

"Is it worth it?" Charles looked at An Meng, "I can see that you don't agree with Eric's decision, so wouldn't it be good to be with us?"

"You don't understand, Charles." An Meng shook her head, "I love him."

"You don't love him. Your feelings for him have been distorted." Charles lay on the ground and looked at An Meng seriously. "Maybe it was love at first, but it's not anymore. He's going to become your obsession. If one day you find him and find that he is not the one you imagined..."

"Why not?" An Meng laughed, "I've known him for more than ten years, why not? Charles, I can't find anyone in this world who pampers me like him, pampers me, and can see clearly what I want What you want. No one is as tolerant, loyal, and firm as him."

"But has he changed?" Charles thought of Eric, "Maybe you have different ideas from the beginning."

"No one has the same philosophy, Charles. He is different from me. Just as I can't understand him giving up what belongs to him for a small bean, he can't understand me being the center of everything. So what, this does not deny the fact that he has been with me."

"Although it can't change the fact that we have differences." The smile on An Meng's face was a bit bitter.

"I see, if you insist." Hanging his eyes, Charles was no longer dissuading An Meng, "I wish you good luck, and you know where to find me if you need it."

"Of course." An Meng turned around and waved her hands, "Charles, I would like to advise you anyway, don't trust people's hearts too much, that is the most unreliable thing in the world. Whether you are an ordinary person or a mutant, be careful of your future." back."

"I will." Charles didn't confirm but didn't deny, just said, "Is it because of the five dollars?"

"Next time we meet, I will definitely find something to prevent you from reading your mind." An Meng turned her back to Charles, and heard the perfunctory Charles promised before, "Did you read or write other things from my head? For example, his conniving expression when I deliberately tormented him?"

"I'll keep an eye out for you." Charles paused. "Looks like a nice guy."

An Meng smiled, and walked towards the depths of the forest: "So, he deserves a better woman."

Zola

An Meng has been a little irritable recently. To be precise, she is very irritable.All information is imprecise and incorrect.She was able to find Hydra's base, and every time they hid, but there was no news of Bucky, not at all, not at all.

Howard contacted An Meng a few times, telling her about Captain America's sacrifice, about his decision to marry Maria, and about his and Peggy's plan to form a bureau whose name was too long to remember. Tell her she has a copy of it too, if you want to come back and see.

An Meng is not very clear why she is so obsessed with Bucky. To be honest, she is more used to Bucky than love.She is used to giving Bucky something she doesn't like, bullying Bucky to let him handle the documents, and acting like a spoiled child to Bucky and avoiding the documents.

Maybe habit is the scariest thing. When she encounters something she doesn’t like to eat, she will think of Bucky. When she encounters documents, she will think of Bucky. Even when she sleeps in bed in the morning and finds that it is already twelve o’clock, she will think of Bucky. .It was as if a piece of her life was missing, making her feel incomplete.

So she wanted her life to be complete, so her habit turned into an obsession.

"Zola!" An Meng leaned against the wall, looked at the short man who was being escorted by a large group of soldiers, and stood up straight, "Go down, let Zola and I talk about the progress alone!" Waving her hand a little Impatiently, "I'm not going to kill a pure technician!" He glanced at the other party and motioned for the other party to speak.

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