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In the Ark base, there is a training school for mutants.

After Lin Feng answered the children's questions, they spent this unique interactive class in meditation. Until the second cultural class teacher arrived, many children were still reluctant to leave.

After seeing off the children and cultural teachers, he went to the staff dormitory to inspect the implementation of the teachers' living conditions at Laura's warm invitation.

James smiled helplessly and said to Asazo and Raven

"Well, it seems that dad has other things to be busy with, so let me take Ruiwen to go through the enrollment procedures. Asazuo, are you going together or not?……"

Asazzo didn't wait for him to finish, interrupted James, and said to Raven diligently

"I don't need this old man's help. I know the mutant training school very well, and Principal Hanks is a good friend of mine. Ruiwen, I will take you directly to his office!"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to pull Raven. The frizzy movements made James shake his head.

After all, he was too young, and his methods of chasing girls were too rough. He bet that Asazo would hit a wall.

Bang!

Raven patted her gently. He opened Asazo's hand and said to James with a smile.

"James, please excuse me. Let’s go there together."

Azazo bared his teeth at James, but the latter ignored him and nodded.

"Then come with me. He is in the principal's office on the 6th floor of the teaching building. Every student who enters the school must be screened by him to see which class is suitable for him to enter."

After James finished speaking, he took Raven and walked towards the teaching building.

Asazo snorted, curled his lips and followed them. His tail swung hard in the air, making a snapping sound.

Here In the mutant training school, there are already more than 200 children, teenagers, and young people studying in"727".

They are divided into different classes according to age, ability category, and mental state.

The school's teaching staff is divided into five categories, cultural classes The psychology teachers are from elite teachers of various disciplines recruited by the Lin family, the martial arts teachers are from Shenwuwei, the skills teachers are from top masters in various industries, and the interactive class teachers are mostly adult mutants who have been conquered over the years.

Ruiwen carefully said Listening to James' explanation, I felt more and more that my decision to surrender was correct. Judging from the teacher resources equipped in this school, as well as the courses and skills taught, they were all designed to allow mutants to live openly and openly like ordinary humans. In this world.

In her many years of career as a Hand killer, she has seen many mutants tortured at the hands of ordinary humans.

Mutants with weak physical deformations were sold to circuses and used as gimmicks to attract exotic customers, such as Like wild beasts, under the whip of a whip, they make all kinds of fools of themselves to make guests laugh; mutants who are strong and have special abilities are either treated as demons and chased by demon hunters and flee to the end of the world, or they fall into the clutches of a hand.

In the hands of an organization like this, after being brutally tortured and mentally collapsed, they were brainwashed into killing tools that only knew how to obey orders.

The mutant training school founded by Lin Feng was like the dawn that broke through the darkness, giving the mutants and ordinary humans in the school The hope of peaceful coexistence and the right to freely choose a lifestyle in the future.

Along the way, Raven saw in the classrooms on both sides of the passage, many ordinary human teachers were teaching mutant children knowledge and abilities with smiles on their faces, and the children were also studying hard. The relationship with the teacher was also very close and harmonious.

James observed her look of surprise and admiration with his peripheral vision, and he felt a strong sense of pride deep in his heart.

This was the courage and means of his adoptive father, who planned to build the Ark base at all costs.

, subdued a large number of scientists and educational elites in order to provide mutants with comprehensive education and improvement.

To prevent them from becoming idiots dazzled by power and hatred, killing for no reason everywhere and intensifying the contradiction between mutants and ordinary humans.

In the future, we will continue to More mutants will come here, learn how to develop and control their abilities, and use them on the right path to create value for human society or punish evil and promote good, and establish a positive image of mutants.

Let ordinary humans understand that mutants are not Born evil and murderers, they are members of the human race who have the same wisdom and know how to restrain themselves.

The most correct choice is for both parties to work together to create a more splendid human civilization, while mutual hostility and killing are the stupidest choices.

"Hi! James, you are here, Asazo, you rarely come here."

Principal Hanks of the Mutant Training School hugged James enthusiastically.

He learned his Wuji True Kung Fu from James. In a sense, James is his master.

The relationship between the two is very special, and they are both teachers and teachers to each other. friend

"Who is this?"

After greeting the two of them, he looked at Raven next to Asazo and asked doubtfully.

"The lady Hanks is my friend Raven. She has the ability to imitate the appearance of others. Her adoptive father calls her Mystique."

Azazo spoke first, talking with joy.

James shook his head helplessly, clenching his fist bones and crackling.

What should I do if my brother misbehaves again?

Just give him a beating, or two if not!

"Asazzo, are you done rambling? Step aside, Hanks wants to explore Raven's abilities and help her with the enrollment procedures."

He put his hand on Asazuo's shoulder, and the majestic Xiangzhen Gang penetrated into his body. He gently lifted him and threw him to the other side like a rag doll, and introduced to Raven.

"This is Hanks, the principal of the mutant training school I mentioned before. He has special senses and can see the focus of mutation of mutant abilities. According to the different focus of mutation of mutant abilities, students entering the school are divided into different classes."

Hanks looks more than ten years older than James, but in fact he is too young to be James' grandson. He has short blond hair and looks very elegant with plain glasses.��

"Hello, Principal Hanks, I’m going to trouble you from now on!"

Riven took the initiative to reach out. This time she came to the mutant training school to study, and she needed the care of Principal Hanks, and the other party gave her a strong feeling.

Hanks gently shook her hand, and there was a look in his eyes. The pupils turned dark gold, and the sharp gaze seemed to penetrate Raven's flesh and blood and see the origin of her mutant ability.

"A very special mutant ability, which is between the physical body and energy, or it is a bridge connecting the physical mutant ability and the energy mutant ability. It's amazing, you have so much potential!"

"In terms of combat effectiveness, you are at the Beta level (), but your ability category is very special, and in terms of potential, you can also be classified as the Alpha level (). In the future, after practicing the Wuji True Kung Fu, it is very possible to break through to the Omega level (Ω）"

"Raven, you and Asazo stay here for a while, I need to discuss it with James!"

The golden light disappeared from Hanks's eyes, he warned, and then took James to the study room in the office.

……

London Branch of the Hand.

In the dim underground base hall, there are five seats divided in a semicircle in the middle, surrounded by rows of steps and simple stone benches.

The four corners of the entire hall were lit with kerosene lamps, which was a bit incredible in this era of electric lighting.

Sitting on the main seat in the middle was a short and thin old man. He was holding a cane that was taller than himself and looking coldly at the people in the two seats next to him.

Under the flickering dim kerosene light, the faces of the people on the seats were hidden in the light and shadow.

"Mrs. Gao, your men have failed. No news has been sent back for two days. The employers are very unhappy and want to withdraw the order. The business of 1 million pounds has been lost. You should give the organization an explanation!"

The old but powerful scolding came from the mouth of the old man in the middle seat, with a strong Asian accent, which made the listener very uncomfortable.

Obviously, this old man came from the Hand Headquarters in Japan to hold him accountable. No wonder his attitude was very harsh.

"Mr. Boto, you should understand that there is no general who never loses a battle, and there is no assassin who never fails! Especially this time, the target is the mansion of the Great Shadow Emperor of Ghana. No organization in the world dares to guarantee that it can successfully steal what the employer wants from there!"

Mrs. Gao defended in a neither humble nor condescending manner, stroking a sharp dagger absentmindedly with her fingers.

Hearing this, Botu sneered and stared at the dagger in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking. (Read Baoshuang novels, Just go to FLU Novel Network!)

The scene fell into a deathlike silence. The person in the other seat was just hanging up and had nothing to do with himself, with no intention of talking. The accident was with the London branch, and there was no connection with his Paris branch. Relationship.

A moment later, a rush of panicked footsteps came from deep in the passage outside the hall.

Tap, tap, tap!

The frequency of the footsteps was very fast, far exceeding the frequency of ordinary people running.

The figure quickly entered the hall, and Botu stood up Walking down the steps, facing the anxious figure[]

"Baga! What happened to make you so panicked! The young people of the Hand are really inferior to each other, especially the London branch. Madam Gao, how do you train your subordinates?"

The man was stunned for a moment and looked at Mrs. Gao for help.

Unexpectedly, Botu jumped up and slapped him. His short and thin body burst out with powerful force and slapped the man's face hard.

Bang!

There was a loud slap, Echoing in the hall.

Mrs. Gao's face was gloomy, and the corners of her mouth twitched a few times.

But in the end, she held back her words and watched helplessly as her men were whipped away, hit the wall of the hall and hung there for a while, then slid down against the wall and gushed out. Blood and a few teeth0.

"Mr. Botu, you have been cheered up and out of control. Why don't you let Noda-kun tell you what happened?"

The figure who had been silent for a long time saw that the atmosphere was getting increasingly tense and stepped forward to stop Botu.

He was still sitting in his seat when he spoke. After he finished speaking, he had already crossed dozens of meters and raised his hand to catch Botu's slap.

Bang!

The two of them exchanged palms, and the surging energy and blood collided, and the dark energy penetrated into the meridians of each other's arms and wreaked havoc.

"snort! Murakami, your kung fu has improved again, no wonder you dare to interfere in my affairs!"

The Botu is old after all. He took two steps back to release his strength and groaned angrily with blood on the corner of his mouth.

Murakami trembled and brought his hands behind his back. The power of Qi and blood in the body washed away the dark energy entering the body, constantly consuming the power raging in the meridians.

"The master is so ridiculous, you are always getting stronger, so how can I be my opponent? You are always giving in to me!"

He didn't want to get into trouble with the other party, so he praised sincerely.

Botu gave his walking stick a hard squeeze, smashed a few bluestone slabs, and discharged the dark energy from his body.

At this time, Mrs. Gao slowly came to the injured In front of his men, he took out a blood-red bullet and threw it in front of him, and said coldly

"After taking this blood essence pill, your injuries will be out of the way."

The man picked up the projectile in surprise, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. His pale face turned rosy to the naked eye, and the internal injuries from the violent impact also healed a bit.

"Tell me, what happened to make you so panicked! Okamura Jiro, you are also an elite member of the organization. You have experienced dozens of fights. How could you be so out of character?"

Mrs. Gao's words were beautiful. She comforted her subordinates and even criticized Botou a few words, but she didn't completely break her face.

Okamura Jiro knelt on one knee, with bright red blood dripping from the wound on his chest. As if remembering something terrible, his eyes were trembling with fear and he said

"As soon as the subordinates received warning information from the stronghold in Ghana, they were attacked by mysterious people.

Each of them was extremely skilled, and most of the moves they used were the boxing techniques of the Daxia people.

The more than 20 chuunin in his team were slaughtered in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the jounin Shinji Abe used Crazy Pills to stop several of the strongest masters at the risk of his own life, and his subordinates were able to escape back to the branch.

"

Hearing what he said, Murakami asked eagerly

"How many people are there, and what is their strength level?"

Okamura Jiro didn't understand why, he was stunned for a moment and replied honestly.

"There were more than 10 people who took action, and the strongest ones should, should not be much worse than Botu-sama. Murakami

's face turned purple with anger, and he kicked him hard in the chest.

With the crackling sound of bones breaking, Jiro Okamura flew out and hit the wall, forcefully denting the blue brick wall.

"Idiot, complete idiot! Even if Shinji Abe takes the Crazy Magic Pill, he will be on par with me at best. If the effect of the drug wears off within 10 minutes, he will definitely die."

3.0"The enemy is so strong, how could he be held back? Isn’t it obvious that I will let you come back and lead them the way?"

Botu and Mrs. Gao also changed their expressions, and they obviously understood.

"Haha, there are some smart people in Japan, but they understand it a little late."

More than a dozen figures walked silently into the passage, and the leader said with a cold smile.

"The Hand Club dares to take action against the Lin family's property, which is really a shame! I heard that you can resurrect the dead. Today I, Victor, want to see if you can resurrect them if they are torn into pieces and burned to ashes!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a dozen divine guards behind him quickly surrounded the hall, surrounding Hakuto, Mrs. Gao, and Murakami, looking down at them indifferently. Murakami

's eyesight was much better than Jiro Okamura's, and he could see the other party even if he took one step. As soon as he stepped out and came to his side, it was as if he was shrinking to an inch. He knew that the opponent's martial arts cultivation level was far above his own. He glanced at Jiro Okamura hatefully. This guy was not only stupid but also fucking blind.

Forcibly describing Dan Jin and even the legendary Gang Jin warrior as a Huajin warrior similar to him, a shadow-level powerhouse that rivals the Hand Union.

"Friends, wait a moment, do we have a misunderstanding? If the Hand has offended you, I can compensate you on behalf of the Hand. You can give me a price in money or treasures!"

Victor glanced at him in surprise, laughed loudly and said to the surrounding divine guards.

"This is the first time I have ever seen someone who wants to buy off the Shenwu Guards with money and treasures. These trash dare to insult our Shenwu Guards. We must not let them die too easily!"

He shook his hands violently, and ten black and sharp nails popped out, and he rushed towards Murakami. It was difficult to let go of the hatred in his heart without tearing this guy into pieces.