My double is steve

Chapter 857 I know you have no ill intentions, but isn't this metaphor a little too...

"So why did you take me with you to the interview?"

Inside the CIA's high-level sedan, Eric looked at Fang Mo in front of him with a puzzled look: "You should know very well that I hate those disgusting and hypocritical bastards."

"People always have to learn to grow up."

Fang Mo's mood at the moment was surprisingly good. While looking at the scenery along the way, he answered casually: "My family was very poor when I was a child. At that time, I hated that stupid classmate who showed off his wealth all day long. I didn't expect that I would become a rich man now... So people will always become what they hate the most."

"What you hate the most?"

Hearing Fang Mo's statement, Eric unexpectedly did not refute.

He thought of Sebastian Shaw, the guy who almost changed his life. After thinking for a while, he sighed: "Well, maybe you are right."

"Yeah."

Fang Mo said happily.

"By the way, you have given the ring to the president, right?"

Eric asked again soon: "Does that mean he has become a mutant now? Is he going to make this news public today?"

"I don't know about that."

Fang Mo touched his chin: "According to the cautiousness of those politicians, he should keep it secret for a while, right?"

"In fact, you really shouldn't have brought me here."

Hearing this, Eric once again expressed his disgust for politicians: "I have thought about killing them more than once. John's murder may have been related to them."

"If you really want to... Leti, why don't I let him have a resurrection match with Ampere next time. "

Fang Mo spread his hands, and suddenly some wonderful ideas about dimension construction emerged in his mind: "But then again, you must be worried about me going to the interview alone, so it's better to take you with you, which can be regarded as a reassurance to Logan and others."

"How can I control you?"

However, what Fang Mo didn't expect was that Eric saw it very clearly: "If you really want to make trouble, you might as well let Charles go with you, at least he can delete other people's records... huh?"

However, he was only halfway through.

Eric suddenly seemed to realize something: "Yeah, why don't you let Logan or Charles go with you?"

"Well..."

"Wait, are you trying to persecute me?"

For no reason, Eric suddenly became alert: "You told me last time that you found a job and were going to be the Minister of Energy... Explain this to me first!"

"It's just what it means."

Fang Mo explained vaguely: "I mainly want you to get into the enemy..."

"No."

Eric immediately questioned: "If it's Charles and the others, then this idea is reasonable, but you are different. You definitely have other purposes, I..."

"Ah, we're here."

However, before Eric could ask anything, Fang Mo suddenly opened the car door.

Eric was also stunned when he saw this, but when he looked up, he was surprised to find that Fang Mo was not talking nonsense, and the car really drove to the place.

Since the content of today's interview is quite special, the location is not inside the TV station, but outside a factory in the suburbs of New York. Of course, the venue has been arranged in advance, and the security level is also very high. You can see that many reporters are already debugging the machine.

"Let's go."

Without waiting for Eric to say anything else, Fang Mo greeted him directly: "Today is a great day that affects the history of mutants, don't be late."

"..."

Seeing this, Eric had to get off the car with him.

And when he got off the car, he noticed that the outside of the venue was already blocked.

A large number of civilians were excitedly gathering here, and they were holding a lot of strange signs in their hands. Eric looked closely and found that there was a lot of information about mutants written on them, such as supporting mutants, mutants are heroes, and mutants should have their own rights.

Eric can see it.

These people are not actors hired by the government.

They are really just some ordinary people in the country of magnesium, but perhaps they are too deeply influenced by certain cultures, and they believe in peace and love very much and admire them.

Just like now.

The heroic feat of Hank the Beast has just been broadcast on TV.

They began to express their opinions, saying that Magnesium is a place full of freedom and tolerance, and any race... including mutants should enjoy privileges. They even held up banners and signs to express their opinions and views, with excited and eager expressions on their faces.

"..."

To be honest, Eric doesn't like these people.

In his opinion, these people are just tools manipulated by the superiors, and they are a group of idiots brainwashed by politicians.

But it is undeniable that when Eric saw this group of strangers holding signs and shouting seriously, they were obviously ordinary people, but they tried to protect themselves, these mutants who had nothing to do with them, and said that mutants should also enjoy the same rights, Eric's heart was still shaken uncontrollably.

"Is this the picture that Charles often describes to me?"

Eric's expression was a little complicated: "Can humans and mutants...really be able to coexist harmoniously?"

"Of course I can."

Soon a voice sounded, and Fang Mo walked happily from the side: "The reason why mutants have such a bumpy fate is purely because of the creator's malice. How can they attract attention if they don't create some contradictions?"

"The Creator's malice?"

Eric was stunned: "What does that mean?"

"It's nothing." Fang Mo shook his head, and then patted Eric's shoulder in a comforting manner: "Don't worry, this is my world now, and my surname happens to be HappyEnding..."

"I think you should probably use another word."

Eric said helplessly.

"Don't you like Happy Ending?" Fang Mo was also stunned and asked hesitantly: "Then...then I can give you the whole Bad End to try alone?"

"I'm not talking about the ending! I'm talking about the surname!"

Eric held his forehead with a headache: "You can't just react after seeing Happy Ending, right?"

"So what!"

Fang Mo waved his hands with a proud expression and shouted: "This is how we, the God of War, are pure lovers! When we see others happy, we will clap our hands excitedly and cheer uncontrollably..."

"What kind of god of pure love are you!?"

Eric immediately lost his temper.

"Only the most indescribable god of pure love can defeat those hateful tauren who are everywhere." Fang Mo said seriously: "Your beloved has never been bullied by others, so of course you don't know how hateful these tauren are. "

"Ruiwen and I..."

"Can you imagine Charles being taken away from you?"

Before Eric could finish speaking, Fang Mo started to speak shockingly again: "Do you feel extremely painful? Incomparably uncomfortable? As if the whole world has lost its color?"

"It hurts, it hurts too much..."

Eric pressed his temples hard, his blood pressure rising.

Of course it was a headache.

"I'll just say it."

Seeing Eric's splitting headache, Fang Mo became happy again, and then pulled him towards the backstage area of ​​the venue: "Okay, let's go, I will take you to meet the president first. "

"..."

Eric took a deep breath and followed Fang Mo's footsteps.

Although this venue is located on the periphery of the factory, it actually does not occupy a large area. After all, most of the citizens are kept outside, and most of them are TV station staff.

Walked around the grounds for a while.

quickly.

Fang Mo saw the other party's figure in the factory area.

At this moment, he was looking at the design drawing. Next to him were two guys who looked like engineers, and several other unknown congressmen, who seemed to be exchanging something.

It is worth mentioning that.

At this moment, the great president has undergone earth-shaking changes.

It turned out that the other party was just a middle-aged white man who was bald and obese due to a lot of government affairs and trivial matters, and was in sub-health in every aspect of his body.

But now, both his appearance and temperament have undergone almost earth-shaking changes. His whole person has become energetic, his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and just standing there, a confident and majestic aura emanates from him. When it comes out, it is like a strong person who has practiced magnetic field rotation, giving people a powerful feeling.

Other than that of course.

His perception has also become very keen.

As soon as Fang Mo saw him, the president immediately reacted, looked up at Fang Mo with a smile, and then greeted him directly: "You're here."

"yes."

Fang Mo nodded happily.

"The guy next to you looks familiar." The president of Magnesium also laughed. The effect of the powerful power was very obvious. He was also in a very happy mood now: "It must be the famous Eric. ·Ransher?"

"Yes."

Fang Mo nodded with the same smile: "Eric is the strong man who controls the magnetic field."

"..."

However, it is different from the two.

Eric's expression at this moment was a bit complicated.

After all, he is also a top mutant, and of course he can feel the aura of a strong man.

At this moment, the aura he felt from the great president was very amazing. It was exactly the same as that Apocalypse. If Fang Mo had not reacted, he would have doubted whether Apocalypse had seized control of the president and planned to continue to complete the destruction. world ambition.

But while Eric was still thinking about these things.

However, the president of the United States directly stretched out a hand with a very kind smile: "Hello, Mr. Eric, then I will trouble you for today's finale performance."

"The grand finale?"

Eric was stunned when he heard this: "What kind of finale..."

But before he finished speaking, the president of Magnesium suddenly glanced at his subordinate, who then took out a document and handed it to Eric.

"What's this?"

Eric was obviously a little confused when he saw this.

After looking at Fang Mo suspiciously, he finally chose to open the document and read it.

As a result, Eric was stunned when he saw this. Eric, the director of New York City's No. 3 Power Plant, Lansheer, the newly appointed deputy minister of the Magnesium Energy Department, and the first mutant high-ranking congressman and reform pioneer. , and a detailed outline of the Mutant Political Correctness Act. What kind of mess is this?

After reading the entire document.

Eric's first reaction was that he had been betrayed.

Without any hesitation, he immediately turned to look at Fang Mo next to him: "You..."

"Lao Wan."

However, before he could speak, Fang Mo patted his shoulder with a serious voice: "You don't want us mutants to lose our status again, do you?"

"..."

Eric also fell silent for a moment.

His expression was a little complicated, and he was obviously having a fierce struggle inside.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this document is not difficult to accept. It is equivalent to having a stable and generous income, a high political status, and at the same time, it can strive for more benefits for the mutant group.

but……

How to say this?

Eric is still more accustomed to using his own abilities to fight and kill.

This is like a pure newbie, who usually only farts or poops when he takes off his pants... but one day he was accidentally tricked into pouting by the wealthy little blue lady in the group, and then the other party gave him a RTX4090 graphics card. At this time, he covered his skin and showed an expression as if he was just waking up from a dream.

ah?

Can this thing still be used in this way?

Eric's expression at the moment was exactly the same as that of the newbie.

"What's wrong?"

Of course, the president also saw Eric's hesitation, and looked at Fang Mo strangely at this moment: "Why is he looking like this? Didn't you ask me to arrange it like this?"

"..."

Eric's face seemed to get darker when he heard this.

"Oh it's all right."

Fang Mo was very calm: "He is just thinking about how he should act. After all, he used to fight and kill in various ways. Now that he is in the establishment for the first time, he may be a little uncomfortable..."

"That's it."

The president laughed when he heard this: "Don't worry, we are all here. You just need to follow the procedures in the document. Of course, if you are not prepared, it doesn't matter if you don't play."

"this……"

Eric's expression was still somewhat resistant.

But considering Fang Mo's words, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded and agreed: "Okay, leave it to me..."

"Yeah, yeah, that's right." Fang Mo couldn't help but become happy when he heard this: "This is the mutant fighter I know. Come on, for our common tomorrow."

"For our common tomorrow."

Before Eric could speak, the president here looked at Fang Mo and smiled.

"I……"

"Okay, the interview is about to start."

Before anyone else could say anything else, the president of Magnesia looked down at his watch, and then walked towards the front desk: "Let's go, it's time to show the potential of mutants to the world."

"Let's go, let's go!"

Fang Mo, fearing that the world would be in chaos, grabbed Eric: "I can't wait to see this scene!"

I'm late, but I've been writing, and now I'm going to bed.