A certain man from the motherland

"Not dead, but our 'Terminator' needs to wait for his skeleton to cool down."

Ron looked at the skeleton on the ground and said.

The temperature on the Adamantium alloy skeleton is too high and flesh and blood cannot be regenerated.

When the temperature drops, No. 11 will recover. Like Wolverine, his self-healing factor has been fused with the Adamantium alloy skeleton, and the skeleton cannot die while it is still there.

Leaning over and touching the skeleton, which was hot at thousands of degrees, Ron absorbed the heat energy above the skeleton's chest.

After a while, the cooled skeleton regenerated blood and flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye, restoring half of the body.

But No. 11 was severely injured and was still in a coma and never woke up.

"A little disgusting."

Raven frowned slightly. Although she has the ability to heal herself, she has never seen such a scene. First, the pink muscles and nerves, followed by the internal organs and skin...

"Emma, ​​it's up to you."

He stood up with a calm face and gave instructions.

Last time the White Queen tried to use her ability to create illusions against No. 11, but it didn't work.

At that time, No. 11 was remotely controlled by a computer with a neural implanted device. It was not a person, but a biological weapon. Now, all the messy things in No. 11's body have disappeared.

The White Queen knelt down, pressed his head, and read through the memories.

…

In the secret underground laboratory.

"Quickly, the data that cannot be taken away will be destroyed directly."

Stryker anxiously urged to leave the last words. Under the protection of several subordinates and a heavily armed special team, he wanted to leave early with the big and small god boxes.

Tsk, the door is open.

Three figures stood outside the door, one man and two women.

"Where are you going, Striker?"

Ron's eyes were like looking at a mouse stuck in a dark hole, Ron said expressionlessly.

Raven and Emma stood on his left and right, with a layer of frost on their faces.

"The mutants say hello."

Rui Wen said coldly, not like saying hello, but like announcing the arrival of death.

Having seen photos of Stryker conducting experiments on mutants to dehumanize them, many of them were underage children, she was filled with murderous intentions towards Stryker.

"How did you find this so quickly?"

Eyes widening, Stryker saw Ron's expression suddenly change.

The ominous premonition came true, and it happened so quickly that he didn't even have a chance to escape.

"A dying person doesn't need to know so much."

The White Queen sneered. After she got the location of the laboratory from No. 11's mind, she passed it on to Ron.

Ron used teleportation to bring them here directly.

What's the use of getting answers if they're all going to die.

"Quick, Fred, kill them."

Stryker hurriedly gave an order.

Next to him, a strong man with a height of nearly two meters and bulging muscles immediately pounced forward fiercely like a brown bear with the sound of whistling wind.

Fred, one of Stryker's X-Team members, has superhuman strength and the ability to easily withstand tank bombardment.

"You're blocking the view."

Bang!

A huge shadow shrouded down, but Ron's expression did not change at all.

Raising his hand, under the impact of the energy rays deliberately controlled by the palm of his hand, the huge and thick body flew upside down at a faster speed, smashing several members of the special team into a pulp. The castration continued unabated, collapsing several walls, and opening his chest.

He found a big hole and could clearly see his internal organs, and he was dying.

"shot!"

Next to him, the frightened Agent Zero, who was also one of the

Bullets are fired from the muzzle accompanied by flames.

I want to conduct fire diversion and cover Stryker's escape.

It's a pity that none of Ron's three people will be hurt by bullets, unlike other fragile mutants.

"Are you tickling me?"

The survival of the fittest ability was activated. Black scale-like stone armor grew on Raven's body to block the bullets. With a look of disdain, she jumped into the crowd like an elegant jaguar, slaughtered with her claws, and disembowelled the people.

Emma, ​​who had transformed into a diamond form, attacked coldly. Her diamond-hard fists, combined with simple and sharp fighting techniques, could easily smash the hard bones of the human body.

While wailing and screaming, Ron slowly walked towards Stryker with his hands behind his back.

"Are there any other tricks?"

"Monsters, you monsters all deserve to die!"

Faced with a desperate situation and with a fierce expression on his face, Stryker took out a specially made pistol and started shooting wildly under the pressure of death.

There was a series of deafening gunshots, and the magazine was emptied in two or three seconds.

Silver bullets hit him one after another, losing kinetic energy and falling to the ground, making a unique clanking sound.

"Adelman alloy bullet?"

He glanced at the bullets at his feet.

"It's not as good as that knife."

Compared with the kinetic energy of a thin blade, it is easier to absorb the kinetic energy of a rounded bullet.

Adamant bullets can break through the same Adamantium alloy, but have no effect on him.

"Why did God create you monsters!"

In the end, all his trump cards were useless, he stumbled back, knocked over a test bench, and Stryker roared in anger and despair.

"My wife Marcy died in the hands of these monsters like you, and the person who killed her was her beloved biological son."

"You mutant monsters with special abilities shouldn't exist!"

"Don't act like you are a tragic villain with a miserable past and extenuating circumstances."

Hearing his accusation, Ron smiled disdainfully.

"For spreading your hatred and bigotry towards your own son to the entire ethnic group, you are nothing but a lunatic with a brain problem."

Raising his hand, a scarlet dazzling light lit up.

Buzz!

His eyes widened in horror. Stryker's right leg was shattered. He screamed and fell to the ground. The severe pain hit his head and almost fainted. He was so painful that he could not speak. His face was pale and he was bleeding profusely.

"Kill...kill me, kill me if you dare!"

"It's inexplicable. Do you think I will let you go? I'm not killing you."

He raised his eyebrows and made a unnecessary request.

"However, I have to let you taste the pain of the people you experimented on before dying."

"Ah!..."

Energy cannons were fired one after another, shattering Stryker's limbs one after another. He fell to the ground and kept screaming.

"Forgot your mouth."

In the end, he thought he was too noisy, and hit Stryker's mouth with an energy cannon. His mouth was bloody and bloody, and all his teeth were knocked out. He couldn't even curse before death. His body was twitching in pain, but he could only utter out

Hum.

After being tortured terribly, Stryker looked at Ron with fear in his eyes.

Lying on the cold ground, blood was flowing away quickly, and after a while he stopped twitching.

He was supposed to remain active until his death decades later, and the history of the X-Men villain who killed countless mutants came to an end.

"When you put those underage children on the test bed, you should think of today's results."

Raven, who easily dealt with the other special teams and Agent Zero, walked up with Emma, ​​looked at the corpse and snorted coldly.

Agent Zero's accurate marksmanship was a joke to those who were not afraid of bullets, and his throat was ruthlessly ripped open by Raven.

"Ruiwen, that stupid guy has pretty good abilities, but he's going to die."

Ron motioned to Raven to copy the ability of Fred, who he deliberately kept from killing him.

"By copying his ability, your safety will be even higher."

"Thank you, Ron."

Faced with Ron's concern for her safety, Raven stepped forward to copy his abilities and kissed him on his own initiative.

Among the corpses and bright red blood on the ground, a pair of lovers seemed to be kissing each other in an ordinary way. Their love for each other blended together, as if they were on a lawn with flowers in full bloom, and there was an eerie beauty to it.

"There are many laboratory personnel hiding inside. Send people to collect the experiments and results here and kill them."

After their lips parted for a long time, Ron turned to Emma and ordered.

"Ron, they are conducting experiments and research on us mutants.

Should we continue?"

Realizing the meaning of his words, Emma asked hesitantly.