Siheyuan: I'm not happy, don't even think about having a good life

After driving back to the Dragon Hotel, Hong Guan came to the cell in the basement alone. At this time, the gunsmith was tied to a chair and looked at Hong Guan fearlessly.

"Don't waste your energy. I have received professional training in torture. Don't even think about getting any information from me."

He walked around the gunsmith and patted his head, “I think the training you received was all about how to deal with the punishments that came from Europe, right?

That kind of superficial stuff is really useless, but I am a flower-growing family. With a history of more than 7,000 years, we are the ancestors of punishment. Are you sure you want to try it?"

"Hmph, come on if you have the guts!"

"Okay!" Hong Guan gave a thumbs up. "I like tough guys like you. Let's get started!"

After saying this, a black light flashed on his hand, and the pain was felt by the gunsmith.

The gunsmith felt a chill all over his body and had a bad feeling. He saw Hong Guan pick up an iron brush and slowly brush it on his body.

The iron brush scratched the gunsmith's skin, magnifying his pain and making him howl in agony.

"Tell me what you have said, and submit to me, and you will live, and you will have wealth, wine, and beauties in your future."

"You're dreaming, I'm fighting for what I believe in!"

"Hahaha!" Hong Guan couldn't help laughing. "It's hilarious. A group of people believe in a loom. Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"

Without stopping, he put the iron brush aside, took out brown paper and put it on the gunsmith's wound. The brown paper absorbed the blood and stuck to his skin.

"Do you know? In the flower-growing world, there is an idiom called 'painful through the skin'. When these brown papers stick to your body, they will blend into your skin once the wound heals. When you peel them off, you will feel so painful that I cannot even imagine."

The gunsmith still looked at Hong Guan with disdain, "So what? I thought you had a new trick. By the time my wound healed, my companions had already retreated."

“No, no, no, it won’t take that long!” As he spoke, a green light flashed on Hong Guan’s hand, the gunsmith’s body began to itch, and the wound healed quickly.

"Now, we can start the next step." Looking at Hong Guan's smile, the gunsmith broke out in a cold sweat.

Before he had time to beg for mercy, Hong Guan tore off the first piece of brown paper!

"Ah!" The gunsmith couldn't help but scream. Doing this was several times more painful than waxing, and the pain on his body made it even more exaggerated. It was probably more painful than giving birth to a child.

"Does it hurt? To be honest, there are still ten left. You can enjoy it slowly!"

The gunsmith's pupils dilated violently, this time he was completely scared.

Ten minutes later, Hong Guan came out with the weak gunsmith.

The Assassin's Brotherhood now has only ten core members. The Butcher is good at using cold weapons, the Gunsmith is good at using guns, the White Fox is in charge of the beauty trap, the rat blasting and infiltration, the Cross is the ace killer, and so on.

Simply put, these titles are hereditary, and except for Sloane, none of the others are characters in the later movies.

The most important thing is that the body repair fluid is already available. It is said that the formula is provided by the loom, which is amazing.

Gather everyone else, take out the information about the Assassin Brotherhood, and give it to them, “This is the information about the textile factory today.

Don't underestimate them. They are proficient in shooting, cold weapons, fists, kicks, and blasting. The most terrifying thing is arc shooting. The bullets can hit you at incredible angles.

So this time, you have to wear full protective equipment, including helmets, because I don’t want to attend your funeral.”

Victor's two claws made a harsh friction sound on the metal table. "Logan and I don't need to do that. A little damage will only make us more excited."

Logan gave Victor a look of disdain and said, "I need it. I don't have any special hobbies and I'm not interested in pain."

Everyone was laughing, but Victor was speechless. He wanted to stop having this brother since he was always exposing his secrets!

"During this attack, you have to pay attention to two places. The first is the factory manager, a dark-skinned guy, probably in his thirties. Riven and Darwin have seen him before. We have to capture him alive.

He had a formula that could be used to make a body-repairing fluid. No matter how badly injured a person was, as long as they were not dead, they could recover in 24 hours at most by soaking in it.

The second is a separate loom, which is said to have the power of fate, which can give them special marks and convey the names of the dead. They must be brought back intact and not damaged. "

Cannonball put a pistol into the holster. "Boss, this means we can't use high-destructive moves or high-powered weapons?"

"You guys take care of this. Safety comes first. As long as no one dies, it's fine. If lives are threatened, you can do whatever you want."

"Eric should still be in New York. If we don't let Eric cooperate with us, the other party's guns will not pose a threat."

Hong Guan shook his head and said, "No need. Eric is not the same kind of person as us. We don't need to ask him for help if we can do it ourselves.

You guys prepare well, and at 10 o'clock in the evening, you move on time, and I will help you deal with the NYPD in the city."

In the deep night, a convoy slowly drove out of the underground parking lot of the Magic Dragon Hotel and headed towards the textile factory in the suburbs.

On the other side, at the new Strategic Scientific Corps base, Howard, leaning on crutches and with gauze wrapped around his body, followed Carter and Dr. Zora to a huge underground laboratory.

"Howard, our base was raided last time and most of the data was destroyed. Fortunately, you have backups at home. These are the new generation of sentinel robots, which are more perfect and more powerful."

The sentinels in front of everyone were covered with a layer of bionic skin. They looked like giants, with blue light flashing in their eyes, giving people tremendous pressure.

Two people walked up to the three people, one was a younger version of Alexander Pierce, and the other was Wolf's former enemy, William Stryker.

“Sir, we have already incorporated the information left by Bolivar Strack into our most advanced technology and developed it to the extreme. It will be difficult to make any breakthroughs in a short period of time.

But Lieutenant Colonel Stryker has a good idea, which is to study mutants directly, concentrate their abilities in one person, and create the strongest mutant.

Using a computer program to control this most powerful mutant, he is a perfect human sentinel."

Agent Carter looked grim. She had been against using mutants for experiments before, and she was still against it now.

Moreover, Hong Guan gave her the feeling that he was too powerful, and this so-called strongest mutant might not be able to defeat Hong Guan.

"Howard, mutants are also human beings. This is too cruel and inhumane. I oppose this plan."

If it was the Howard of the past, he might have given Carter face, but the Howard of today has scars on his face left by the sun, and his kneecap has been pierced, making him a cripple.

If he wants revenge, the Sentinels are definitely not enough, so he needs new weapons, and the strongest mutant is the best way.

“Carter, you have to understand the lesson of the Cuban Crisis. Mutants are too dangerous and a destabilizing factor. We cannot expect them to follow the rules.

We must have our own trump card, this is for the safety of all mankind!"

Carter saw what Howard meant and shook his head in disappointment. Ever since he was disfigured, his mentality has been unbalanced and he is no longer the same Howard.

"I'm sorry, but I won't agree to this plan. I have something else to do and need to go back to John Bull."

In fact, Carter's opinion is not important. Her most useful identity is Captain Hot Butt's girlfriend, but she is just a girlfriend and they are not married yet.

In addition, Captain Hot Butt has been missing for so many years and the search under the Antarctic ice sheet has not made any progress, so Carter's role is almost zero.

After Carter's footsteps disappeared, Howard looked at the two and continued, "Don't put this experimental project in the Strategic Science Corps, but I can support you privately with money. I want to see the results as soon as possible."

"No problem, I won't let you down." Stryker smiled. He already had some experimental results and all he needed was financial support.

“Mr. Stark, we still need the support of the Sentinels to capture more mutants.

We learned that Charles is selling his property and is suspected to be going out to sea with Eric and others, taking the mutants. I think we can send out the Sentinels to capture them for our research.

Eric's control of metal and Charles' telepathy are both very important to us."

"Sure, go ahead and do it!"

At this moment, Howard abandoned his previous identity as a gentleman and revealed the fangs of a capitalist and an arms dealer. In the final analysis, he made his fortune by taking advantage of national disasters and drinking human blood!

On the other side, in a villa in the wealthy area, Charles, Hank and Eric gathered together, looking happy.

"Eric, Hank, I have almost finished processing my industry. Soon we will be able to go out to sea and establish our own mutant country.

We can recruit more mutants to come to our country, and the time will come for mutants to be free! "

Eric also smiled. Charles finally got it. It wasn't easy!

The scene shifts to a textile factory, where intensive gunfire is heard. Inside the factory, everyone, regardless of gender, age or status, takes out their weapons and attacks Riven and the others frantically.

Darwin turned into a three-meter-tall steel giant, standing at the front. The bullets hitting him were all bounced off.

Riven and the Red Devil are both elusive, and every time they take action, at least one person dies.

The Kraken, Cannon Mike, Shockwave Alex and Cyclops continue to attack in their own ways, and the casualties in the textile factory are increasing!

The one with the best shooting skills is Logan, holding the M4A1 modified by Hong Guan, and every shot is a headshot as if he is cheating!

The funniest one was Victor. He didn't even wear a bulletproof vest and rushed forward screaming. Then he was targeted by concentrated fire and could only shake on the spot.

Just as he was about to rush forward, he stepped on a landmine, was blown up by a grenade, and finally had to withstand two RPG rounds!