American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Inside the Sentinel Services headquarters, four mutants were escorted into the dungeon.

"Well done!"

Accompanied by a round of applause, a white man in a suit and tie, with short stubble on his chin, slowly walked up to Jesse.

"This operation was simply brilliant! The prison's mistake directly led to us lacking an important bargaining chip, but you were able to use your ingenious mind to set up a trap and capture four members of the underground mutant organization at once. It's too wonderful. I think this operation can be written into textbooks. On the one hand, it demonstrates the wisdom of the Sentinel Services agents, and on the other hand, it publicizes the stupidity of the mutants.

This fully proves that they are a group of brainless creatures."

The people next to him all agreed with such excessive words.

Jesse looked around, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and nodded slightly: "Dr. Campbell, it's a pleasure to meet you! I wonder what brings you here?"

"The higher-ups received your report, and the other mutant mentioned in it, as well as the possible organization behind it, have attracted the attention of a big shot.

Jesse said expressionlessly: "Dr. Campbell, if you just want to say these things, I suggest you go and watch the Sentinel Services' induction speech, which is even more exciting.

I won't accompany you. You know, four important criminals have just arrived, and I need to get more information from them, so..."

Without waiting for Dr. Campbell to answer, Jesse nodded and was about to leave with his subordinates.

"No need for such trouble!" Dr. Campbell suddenly said loudly.

Jesse turned around and frowned: "What did you say?"

"I mean, I have a better way!" Dr. Campbell smiled slightly: "How is the pulse's effect?"

Jesse was slightly stunned: "Are you talking about planting an undercover agent? Wouldn't that be too obvious? This group is as cunning as rats and won't easily trust others!"

"Undercover agent? No, no, no, you think too highly of them. These people are at best considered tools."

Dr. Campbell opened his palms, a strange smile on his face: "Human emotions are very complex. When a group fleeing everywhere encounters a stronger individual or organization, their first choice is to be wary and reject them.

No matter how difficult their lives are, they will be unwilling to accept individuals stronger than them because of various suspicions and guesses.

But when a mentally unsound, weak person who is about to die appears,

these rats will immediately feel sympathy and even spare no expense to rescue this weakling.

This is the effect of the human heart, isn't it interesting!"

Jesse didn't answer, just looked at him.

Dr. Campbell smiled and said: "Don't worry, there are plenty of such tools in my laboratory! I can help you prepare all the prerequisites. As long as you issue an order to let this tool attack the underground mutant organization, I guarantee that we will find their lair within a week!"

Jesse said lightly: "What do you want?"

Dr. Campbell said: "Smart, as expected of the most promising Inspector in Atlanta. It's a pleasure to talk to you!

Actually, it's very simple. I heard that here, the children of a prosecutor suddenly awakened mutant abilities, and his surname happens to be Trask.

I want their detailed information!"

Jesse considered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, I'll have someone send it to you later!"

"Thank you! Remember to notify me when you find the rat hole. I'm very interested!"

Dr. Campbell bowed slightly, got into a luxury car, and quickly left.

Jesse looked at the departing car and said, "When did he come?"

The subordinate next to him replied: "About 20 minutes ago."

Jesse shook his head: "These bastards are hyenas, they will pounce on you as soon as there is a bit of blood!

Tell the brothers to work harder and open the mouths of the prisoners as soon as possible. If they get involved, it is estimated that a large part of the credit will be taken away!"

"Understood, sir!"

The Sentinel Services was already very difficult to deal with, and now a company specializing in mutant research has emerged.

The situation of the underground mutant organization is becoming more and more critical.

However, at this time, they were not yet aware of it.

As Lauren and Andy fled back to the mutant base, the news of the capture of Max and the other three also spread.

The base instantly exploded.

They were manic, arguing, afraid, like ants on a hot pot, not knowing what to do.

Originally, the underground mutant organization was a survival agency.

Mutants had nowhere to go, gathered together to keep warm, and at the same time, they used each other's strength to fight against the Sentinel Services' arrests.

Although the abilities of mutants are strange, most of them are useless waste.

There were only a dozen people who were slightly useful.

Now that four have been lost, plus Polaris who was captured before, almost all combat personnel have been lost.

How could they not be anxious.

"...So, this is the whole story!"

Lauren said seriously: "This is a trap of the Sentinel Services. We can't just watch them fall into it. We must find a way to rescue them!"

"Yes! But who will save them? You?"

Xian Zhe retorted sarcastically: "You were clearly at the scene at the time. One has air compression ability, and the other has air tearing ability. You are almost the most combat-effective among us. Even you couldn't rescue them. What can the rest do?

All the action factions have been lost. Currently, the only ones who can defend the base are the bartender and Krug. If those two again..."

She didn't finish the following words, but everyone understood what she meant.

Andy said excitedly: "But we can't just sit idly by, can we? What is the Sentinel Services? I think you know better than us!

If John and Max fall into their hands, they will try every means to get the coordinates here. Even if we do nothing, the Sentinel Services will come to our door at any time.

We need to rescue them as soon as possible, before our location is exposed!"

A black man next to him whispered: "You have thought of it, the Sentinel Services will not think of it, maybe this is another trap! I think let's run away, everyone run!"

"Where to run?" Andy roared angrily: "We are wanted all over the world. Such a large group of people is very conspicuous no matter where they go. Just one phone call and the Sentinel Services will appear. Then it will not be a question of whether you can escape, but whether you can survive in the hands of the Sentinels!

At this moment, the iron door outside was suddenly pushed open, and Polaris walked in slowly. Facing everyone's surprised tears, she was stunned for a moment, and her face sank: "Okay, tell me what happened!"