[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Oliver found a relatively deserted floor of the hospital, knocked out the guards guarding the entrance of the floor, and slowly placed their bodies on the ground to avoid attracting people who shouldn't come too quickly with the noise.

He leaned against the base of the wall and slowly sat down on the ground. The floor made of marble tiles felt cold to the touch. Oliver pressed his hot palms to the icy ground, and could feel the coolness attacking inwardly, but the coolness could not dissipate the heat, the two were only intertwined with each other.

The hurried footsteps from the stairs gradually became clear, and the different sounds of leather shoes and combat boots on the ground were mixed together.Mixed with the sound of footsteps are the sounds of guns colliding and body armor rubbing.

The approaching sound is like the ticking of a clock, indicating the eternal passage of time.

Oliver tilted his head back, leaned his head against the wall, and reached out to turn off the radio at his feet, which had come out of the hospital lounge.The repeated news broadcast stopped with the sound of electricity.

The world suddenly became quiet, and the sound of footsteps seemed to be just to set off how rare this piece of tranquility was.

"Oliver." Miller walked to Oliver's side, and the special forces following him raised their dangerous guns at Oliver the moment Oliver turned his head to look at Miller.

Miller rolled his eyes and glanced at them, but didn't stop.

"You came sooner than I thought," Oliver looked at the beads of sweat rolling down the special soldier's forehead, and smiled with his lips curled up, like an elder looking at an ignorant child.He turned his head back to look at another white wall in the corridor.

Miller moved closer, put his hands on the ground, and sat down slowly, next to Oliver. "They blocked the airport, the railway and the highway, but I know that if you really want to leave, no matter how tight the blockade is, it won't stop you. But I know you won't leave at this time. But those people don't believe it." Miller chuckled, "So I brought the guys here alone. I guess... no, I believe, you'll be here guarding them."

"Hmm..." Oliver blinked, the blue-green eyeballs were like dyed glass balls, covering a layer of carved gemstones.

"So, do you mind?" Miller handcuffed Oliver's left wrist, stood up first, and took Oliver's hand to pull him up.

Oliver stood obediently and quietly, and Miller couldn't help but look into his eyes when he proactively stretched out his other wrist, but Oliver's eyes were neither wide open in doubt nor worried or surprised in the slightest.

click-

The handcuffs closed. Miller turned and opened a cryptex from the agent behind him, and took out a device similar to a neck ring.

Oliver finally raised his eyebrows at this moment, not surprised, but a little helpless, "Mutant suppressor? You know this thing is useless to me."

"I know," Miller said, brushing Oliver's long locks of hair down his back, and slipping the suppressor around his neck, "but there's something comforting about them looking at this thing, and you don't want to see them a dick." Are you all nervous like hamsters?"

"I thought that would be fun."

Miller smiled, shaking his head and sighing, reaching out to pat the dust off Oliver's back against the wall.

"They also prepared something for you. I think you might dislike this more than the mutant suppressor." Miller took a black hood and put it on Oliver's head.

"Are you serious?"

"In order to avoid those all-pervasive reporters. Before the matter is finalized, the higher-ups don't want the outside world to know your identity."

"where are we going?"

"I can't tell you now."

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The hood on Oliver's head was ripped off, and the back of his head hit the chair behind him with such force. The pain made him take a breath.

The handcuffs had been removed, and Oliver's hands were bound to the arms of the chair he was sitting in, which was arguably the most anti-ergonomic chair in the world.

The light above his head was extremely strong, but it also made the shadow cast by Oliver's facial features more obvious. He raised his head and looked at the people outside the cell through the bulletproof glass in front of him.

The guards on the left and right grasped the guns in their hands when the arc of his jaw changed a few degrees. Oliver saw clearly the army uniforms worn by the two guards through the reflection on the glass.

He squinted his eyes under the strong light and looked at the people outside the glass. Secretary of State Ross, Miller, Deputy Secretary of Defense... Oliver recognized the two lieutenant generals and An Air Force captain.

"Good evening, gentlemen." Oliver spoke first, the suppressor on his neck had been removed, and the machine installed in the room outside the glass was the magnetic field transmitter and the mutant ability induction device to suppress the mutant ability.The technician who operated the device sat with his back to the glass, which allowed Oliver to see the screen of the device. He was not using the mutant ability now, and the curve on the screen was temporarily flat.

The person who was looking at Oliver didn't speak.

He continued: "It's night, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's 11 o'clock at night." Miller broke the silence aloud, but it also got Ross to give him a displeased glance.

Oliver calculated the time difference in his mind, "Let me guess, this is Arlington, the Pentagon?"

Ross frowned, his eyes stern, "You don't need to know where you are? You just need to understand that you can't escape."

Oliver looked at Rose's expression and was sure that he was in the Pentagon now, "If I wanted to escape, you wouldn't see me here now."

"Do you know what you're talking about, Williams," said an army general seriously.

"Of course I know what I'm talking about. I don't think the generals here and Mr. Secretary of State should commit any unconstitutional actions (meaning disregard for human rights)?"

"Do you think about how you used to treat prisoners sitting in this position?"

Oliver curled his lips easily, "That's good, I was always gentle in the past."

"You! Williams, we're not here today to play tricks on you."

"Of course I know," Oliver raised his chin and smiled, "otherwise, you wouldn't have to go to great lengths to bring me back from Vienna, avoiding all the apparent trials, and turn to an underground secret room in the Pentagon. Talk to me, point two hk416s at me, and let the mutant ability suppress the magnetic field to cover the entire room."

"Miller." Rose lowered his voice and asked dissatisfiedly.

Miller looked calm, "I didn't say anything. You should know his ability. Oliver, tell them what you know."

"I would like to," Oliver's wrist was restrained, but his palm could still move, he grasped the edge of the armrest, and then let go, "but I'm not going to answer their questions for free, I'm more inclined to do An exchange."

"Williams, pay attention to your identity, you are now an internationally wanted criminal." Ross raised his voice.

"Wanted criminals." Oliver smiled indifferently, "I didn't hurt them, they were just asleep. Now it's your turn, General Ross, I'm not in a hurry to ask you questions, but I want you to know that I'm The purpose of sitting here is to talk to you about the Sokovia Accords. Or to put it another way, the Superhero Registration Act."

"You have no right to talk about it now."

"Are you sure?" Oliver looked at Ross with a determined face, hooked his fingers holding the armrest, and the two armed soldiers standing beside him suddenly raised their guns uncontrollably and turned to the glass, pointing the muzzle at the glass. People with high weight outside the glass.

The guards who were also standing outside the glass drew their guns and pointed at Oliver.

"I hope everyone outside the door is not in a hurry to shoot, this will only make this side of the glass shatter faster."

Ross turned around and yelled at the technicians: "Increase the strength of the magnetic field, why can he still use the mutant ability?"

"It's already reached the highest level," the technician looked at the sudden and sharp peak on the line chart, "it can't be raised any further, if it continues to increase, it will only..."

With a bang, a moderate explosion sounded on the machine, followed by the sound of zipping current and flickering sparks.The magnetic field generator was overloaded and burned down, but the mutant ability index monitoring device was still running, the crests on the screen were singing all the way, and the harsh and tense alarm sounded throughout the small room.

Oliver suddenly turned his head to look at a soldier beside him, a drop of sweat streaked across his temple, and his eyes quivered as he tried to look in Oliver's direction.

Oliver suppressed his smile, frowned slightly and lowered his voice, "I can take care of this, let's leave now."

The soldier fainted suddenly, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

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"Hiss—" Charles suddenly sat up from the brain wave machine, panting heavily, his forehead covered with fine sweat, Lily rushed over to support him.

"How? Did you find Oliver?"

"Found it." Charles rubbed his aching temples. After Oliver found out that Charles had invaded the soldier's mind, he directly used his mutant ability to control the soldier's nervous system and drove Charles out. "He was in the Pentagon. .”

"How's the situation? Do you need me to save him?"

Charles pondered for a moment, then pressed the back of Lily's hand, "He said he could handle it. It's up to you. But in my opinion, the situation there isn't too bad, so don't take any chances."

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When the soldier fainted on the ground, the string on the heart of the guards outside the glass snapped. One of them pressed the trigger in his hand, and the bullet hit the bulletproof glass, unable to penetrate, but it also left There was a spider web of cracks.

"Relax, buddy, calm down. He's just asleep." Oliver tried to say in a gentle and reassuring tone, but he didn't know that the person outside the glass looked like a laughing demon, and the generals didn't care about the cold sweat on their backs. No matter how many times you have flown, you must control your demeanor and movements without showing the slightest panic, but those guards couldn't do it. Their small movements completely exposed the tension and helplessness in their hearts at the moment.

"I'm not going to run away, and I'm not going to hurt any of you by sitting here. All I want to do is have a good chat with you guys about the Sokovia agreement."