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Otto Strucker Sr. believed that he had eliminated the mutant cells from his son's body, and that his life's efforts were not in vain. Unfortunately, within a few years of good times, his son grew up, got married, had children, and started his own family.

Granddaughters and grandsons were born one after another. When he saw that their cells had the same characteristics as his parents, the 60-year-old man was shocked.

After two generations, mutant cells reappeared. Although the cells have not yet reached the stage of manifestation, these cells have been studied for a lifetime, and some of their subtle characteristics all illustrate one thing.

Most of his own sons were not cured either, and now it has been passed on to his grandchildren through inheritance. Old Otto feels that all his efforts of more than 30 years have been in vain.

The originally lax research work became tense again. It happened that Old Worthington had a narrow escape because his son, the mutant Worthington III codenamed Angel, was kidnapped by Stryker. He was eager to love his son and stepped up his research. room input.

Old Otto has been working overtime today. He must not only find the common ground between himself and ordinary mutants, but also conduct more sophisticated experiments on improved inhibitors based on this.

He drove back to the apartment alone. He was already very old. If he didn't rest well and his head was dizzy, he wouldn't be able to do tomorrow's research.

Forcing himself to stop thinking, he passed by a convenience store and bought some milk and food to eat in the morning.

When he passed a corner, he found a child whose face he couldn't see clearly huddled between two trash cans. The sound of Old Otto's footsteps as he walked by woke him up. When the child looked up, he happened to look at the old man. Then the child quickly lowered his head and shrank himself into the trash can.

A little beggar, old Otto is not a holy mother, and he doesn't want to meddle in other people's business.

After the New York War, in order to prevent foreigners from talking nonsense, the New York City government cleaned up the homeless people on the streets twice. At that time, it did seem a lot better. Now, nearly a year has passed, and the pain has healed, and a large number of homeless people have returned home automatically. When we got to the streets, the number was not less, but much more.

Old Otto took two steps forward, and what kept echoing in his mind was the child's sad and pitiful eyes.

He sighed. Although he was in trouble, it was not to the point where he couldn't survive.

He turned around and walked back, taking out the hamburger he bought as he walked. This was as much help as he could get.

"Take it and eat it." Old Otto handed the burger over, but the child's reaction was strange. Instead of taking it, he shrank his body inside again.

Well, as an old man, old Otto is still caring. He thought that the other party was afraid of strangers, so he put the burger in front of the other party.

At this time, he felt a very strange force field surrounding him. As the son of the Fenrir twins, he was also a mutant, but he developed and injected inhibitors according to his own blood characteristics, even though he was from the institute. The device couldn't detect that he was actually a mutant.

But when he was five meters in front of the child, something horrifying happened. The mutant cells in his body suddenly broke through the blockade of the inhibitory agent, and were then completely suppressed by another force field in less than half a second. Go down.

Of course, Old Otto was not an Omega-level mutant. He had no understanding of the changes in the cells in his body, but he could feel the sudden change and a strange force that completely restored his mutant cells to normal cells.

"This is" he raised his left hand, wanting to see his condition, but no matter how hard he tried, the ability he hated so much before seemed to have completely disappeared.

"Oh God," although he is not a genius in research, Old Otto lived to be 60 years old at least, and the basic logical relationship can still be clarified. The child hiding in the trash can is a mutant, and he has the superpower to suppress the surroundings. of mutants.

Treasures, gifts from God, and many praises came to Old Otto's mind. He wanted to bring the child back to the Worthington Institute. Perhaps his blood would be the medicine to remove mutant genes.

"Otto Strucker" Just when old Otto was excited, he heard someone calling his name from behind.

He quickly turned around and saw several men and women with sinister temperaments and heavy makeup surrounding him at the corner.

Several people wore all kinds of messy jewelry, including a lot of nose rings and lip rings, like a group of street gangsters.

"I'll give you money, and leave quickly, or I'll call the police." This was not the first time that Old Otto was robbed. Normally, this situation involves losing money to eliminate disaster. Street gangs also have their own rules and will not kill easily.

"You are not an American, you are from Europe. Do you have any barons among your relatives and friends?" Dickon Feiss observed secretly for a long time. Old Otto was not at all different from ordinary people. He felt that this guy should be an ordinary person. After all, people with super powers are not everywhere these days. If a 60-year-old man is afraid of them, he will have no shame.

After grasping the opponent's whereabouts, Dickon Faith personally went into battle to arrest him.

"Baron..." Some of the letters, records, and diaries of the Fenrir twins were in the hands of old Otto. He knew from clues that his ancestor was a German baron. In his opinion, this baron should have died long ago. .

He is 60 years old, his neck is buried in dirt, and his hair is white. It is completely impossible for him to call another person grandpa.

The question is, does his grandfather have any inside story? A group of street gangsters came to ask about his ancestors in the middle of the night.

Old Otto had spent his whole life doing research, and was definitely not as good at dealing with people as Dickon Faith, who was hanging around on the streets. The subtle changes in his eyes were noticed by the vampire.

"Haha, it seems you know this Baron, great, come with me." Dickon Faith slowly walked towards Old Otto.

"Don't come over here. If you come over again, I'll shoot." The old man took out a pistol from his waist and pointed at Dickon Faith with a trembling wrist.

The vampires burst out laughing. They had sharp eyes and were very sensitive to breath. The old man used ordinary bullets. This pistol was not a demon-breaking weapon. Not to mention the power and speed of vampires, even if they were hit on the body, their muscles would be damaged. Squeeze it out.

I have never heard of a vampire being killed by ordinary bullets these days.

Dickon Faith had been stimulated by Wanda and Quicksilver recently, and now he finally found a sense of superiority in old Otto. He pressed forward step by step, with the distance between the two sides less than ten meters, and he walked slowly inside.

Well, the sudden strange force field made him feel a tremor in his cells. Before he understood what happened, Old Otto's gun rang out.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and a ball of sparks erupted from the muzzle of Old Otto's gun. As a researcher, he naturally had no good marksmanship, but the distance between the two parties was so close that it was impossible to miss.

Dickon Faith looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, his face full of disbelief.