[X-Men + East Side Witches] Pagan

Recalling Goering's hostile face, Greta understood what the other party meant by "Barbie is waiting for you". She first closed the door of the laboratory, and then ran to the huge specimen bottle, Rub the body of the bottle with your hands until all the dust is removed.

The girl's movements were urgent, and the expression on her face was a little ferocious due to nervousness.

"What's the matter?" Pietro stepped forward and looked at the person in the bottle. Just as he was looking at the face, he suddenly saw something, then he was slightly startled, and his face suddenly became ugly.

The person in the bottle combed his light blond hair behind his head, and his facial features were beautiful. Even with his eyes closed, he could still see that he was a beauty.

But because of their stature, they could tell that it was a man.

And because of the appearance, they can still tell that this is Barbie.

"Barbie is dead?" Pietro looked closer. The face of the man soaked in the potion was as white as paper. Although the skin was well preserved, it definitely did not have the luster and texture of a living person, as if he had been dead for a while.

"Who killed him..." Greta was a little confused and couldn't think of any clues for a while.

Pietro dusted off all the dust on the book, flipped through it carefully for a while, and tried to turn on the desktop computer on the side, but the computer screen never lit up, or the power of the research room was cut off , or there is something wrong with this computer.

"I don't think Barbie was killed." Pietro said heavily. "The research has been completed, and all important things in this room have not been touched by others. He... should have committed suicide."

Greta covered her mouth lightly. Looking at the man in the bottle, she found that there was no obvious trauma on his body, so she couldn't help guessing, could he have just drowned himself in the bottle of potion?

But such a large bottle is not easy to come by, so maybe during the last few nights of his research, this glass coffin he prepared for himself has been placed here, the lid is wide open, waiting at any time Barbie enters.

"No," Greta reacted, "Barbie was alive when Jean saw the picture!"

Pietro guessed: "Maybe it's not Barbie... It's strange, and this is what I can't figure out. Before we came here, Qin had just seen Barbie, but when we got here, Barbie had been dead for many years. It's so strange." gone."

"Maybe this is the real him. After the research, he committed suicide," Greta said in a low voice, "So...we are the first to see his research?"

"Yes, this thing is very important, we must send it to the professor immediately." Pietro said seriously.

At this moment, the girl suddenly felt a sound of footsteps coming from far and near, her face turned pale in an instant, thinking of that gloomy and terrifying man.

"Goring is here," said the girl.

Indeed, Göring was walking towards their research room. He was followed by two men, one with blond curly hair and delicate features, like a blond beauty, but his height and Adam's apple betrayed him.

The other is Charlie.

Goering walked quickly, his face full of excitement to the point of madness.

"I didn't expect to let them in," the man said with a smile, "I guessed correctly, that silver-haired boy really has something to do with Magneto."

"I caught them in a while, can that girl be handed over to me?" Charlie asked suddenly, "I have to finish her here, otherwise I won't be able to return the Browning family."

Goring glanced at him: "Is it really as simple as a blood feud between you?"

Charlie showed an inexplicable smile: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

Although Göring himself is not interested in the gossip of ants like humans, he and Charlie have cooperated several times, and using his divination ability, he successfully found Xavier's address, so he should be regarded as a partner.

So before arriving at the destination, Goring asked with interest: "So why are you so interested in Ms. Wendy's daughter?"

"Because the she in this life is really different from the one in the previous life." Charlie said without end, the smile on his face deepened, and he almost thought of what it would be like to catch Greta for a while To deal with her, she must be given potions to make her forget everything, especially the silver-haired kid, and then let her kill a few people with her own hands, and finally get rid of her family of witches in the East District.

Charlie then let her die slowly and painlessly.

Such a beautiful little beauty like an angel is really not suitable for a painful death.

Thinking of this, Charlie Browning even felt that the countless romantic cells he was born with boiled together at the same moment, and this feeling almost caught up with a love.

Of course, Goering didn't know what kind of hysteria the "partner" next to him suddenly had, but he glanced at Charlie, and the look in his eyes was not much different from that of a dog.

Turning a corner, the huge door of the research room is in front of you. The warning light on the door is on, obviously there are people inside.

Goring folded his arms, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"They're here," Greta said with a pale face.

Pietro put the notebook in his arms, raised his eyebrows, and signaled the girls not to be afraid: "Come here, the brain is still there when the power is gone, don't be afraid, I am here."

Greta stood behind the boy, grabbed his sleeve, and was grabbed by his backhand. The two of them held hands and stood side by side, looking a bit like a lonely hero.

They didn't intend to escape, so they didn't lock the door again, so when the door of the research room was opened again, it was Göring who was surprised.

"I thought it would take a little effort, but I didn't expect you guys to stop hiding."

Pietro met the other party's gaze and looked over without hesitation, first at the eerie man, then at the smiling Barbie beside him.

As for Charlie--just pretend there isn't one.

"Are you Barbie?" Pietro ignored Goring and asked the blonde beauty beside him.

The man smiled politely: "Yes, my name is also Barbie, but although our genes are the same, strictly speaking, I am his clone."

"Barbie" did not hide it, because in his opinion, the two people in front of him would not live long.

For the dead, he has always been very tolerant.

This answer was almost expected by the two of them, so they didn't look overly surprised.

Greta looked at Barbie in the potion, and when she looked at this person again, there was a bit of disgust in her eyes.

"I haven't been here for a long time." Goring walked in slowly, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes, but more complacent, "I knew you would be able to open this door, just rush How obsessed that idiot is with that person, I guessed that you kid could handle everything for me."

Regardless of the dust, he put his hands on the test bench, even if he wiped the dust with his hands, he still smiled.

The last time I entered here was so long ago. It was so long ago that Goering forgot whether it was ten years or 20 years. It may have been in his previous life. When that person was still studying here at his desk, he often came down. Research results, occasionally returning to the surface world, they go to drink, meet with their kind, and plan for the future, the future seems to be in their hands.

Still, Barbie is too stupid.

Finally, Goering walked up to the formalin bottle and saw the man with his eyes closed inside the bottle.

His expression was ferocious for a moment, as if he remembered something he hated, or that Barbie who died here was the biggest hatred in his life.

Both Pietro and Greta caught this, they looked at each other, and the girl had an idea.

"You were good friends before?"

Goring withdrew from his memories, raised his head, and looked at the girl.

When he smiled, he always had a three-pointed coldness, not to mention the strange fire in his eyes suddenly ignited when he heard this sentence.

"Of course it is, but that was all before. After that, I am ashamed to admit that this idiot is my friend."

Greta raised the corner of her mouth: "So that's why, even though he has completed the research, he didn't give you the results and rejected you? Just because he is an idiot?"

The cloned Barbie behind Goering still smiled unmoved.

The man glanced at the test bench and snorted coldly: "You must have read the research results, do you know what that means? It means that I can create mutants. But at the critical moment, this idiot actually softened his heart, and he seemed to listen Professor X’s set of theories, that humans and mutants should live together.”

"Isn't it?" Pietro asked.

Goering didn't even bother to look at him. His eyes returned to the formalin bottle, looking at the man in the bottle, with deep-seated hatred in his eyes: "He ruined our original plan."

"Maybe he was lying to you from the beginning to the end?" Greta shrugged and said lightly, "Maybe he didn't intend to cooperate with you in the first place, but you were stupid and thought he was your good partner."

The girl deliberately emphasized the word partner, and said it slowly and clearly.

Goring really became angry. He stretched out his hand and looked at Greta gloomily: "Give me the book! In this way, I can make you die as beautiful as Barbie."

"Sorry, we don't have this interest." Pietro put his arms around the girl and said with a smile, "Did you find out?"

"what?"

"The annunciator that blocks the ability is here, it seems... not so effective!" Pietro suddenly burst into a bright smile.

In the next second, Charlie fell to the ground, and the boy ran back to the girl like a gust of wind. Everyone's blinking eyes seemed to have not been fully opened, and he said with a smile on his face, "That wretched man is staring at Greta." It’s been a long time, I’m sorry, I can’t bear it.”

"We're done chatting," Pietro said easily, with his other hand in his pocket, "We've got the things too, and I'll thank you for the professor and Hank. Goodbye, Mr. Wishful thinking."

Goering suddenly restrained his anger. He looked at the boy in front of him and asked amusedly, "Where are you going to leave from? Is that the entrance where the signal device is installed?"

This is also what Greta has been worried about, but instead of accepting the move, she countered: "Do you think Barbie will not leave a way out for herself? Maybe the way out is in this laboratory. If you don't believe me, you can Ask the person next to you, the same gene, the mind will not change, right?"

Goering's complexion immediately became very bad.

Charlie, who was almost fainted by the boy's punch, sat on the ground, covered his face and smiled coldly: "Mr. Goring, witches are the most deceptive, don't be fooled."

"When it comes to deceiving people, how can I compare to you?" Greta smiled, then raised her hand in the air, and slapped Charlie on the face again, "You should sit on the ground honestly !"

Charlie narrowed his eyes and moved his gaze to Pietro, who said very sharply: "If you hypnotize me again, I will wring your neck."

Göring stared at Greta for a moment, then suddenly said, "Let's stop here, let's not play house again."

He smiled, exactly like Barbie's smile.

The latter felt telepathic with him. Although they didn’t move at all, their eyes went dark at the same time. Pietro suddenly found that he couldn’t hear others’ words, and he didn’t have the strength to run again. For a moment, he was greatly shocked. The noise runs through, as if someone dropped a sonic bomb in the research room.

He stared at the two people in front of him in confusion, watching their mouths open and close, saying something.

Greta held on to the test bench and barely fell over, but she was also seriously injured by the other party. She understood that this was the effect of hypnosis. If the other party handled it properly, they might even be controlled by the other party.

"Pete..." the girl reluctantly said, "Look at me..."

Göring looked at the man and woman in front of him with eyes like ants, and finally smiled with satisfaction.

Just when he stretched out his hand and wanted to take out Barbie's notebook recording the research results from the outer pocket of the boy's silver jacket, the whole ground suddenly shook.

He staggered from the shock, and then, a steel bar flew over from nowhere, directly piercing Charlie who was standing in front of the door.

The man from the Browning family looked at the sharp weapon protruding from his heart in disbelief, and then fell down slowly.