Start at the Pinnacle of Life

On the other side of the ocean, the bald eagle.

Hamburg, Arkansas, a burly, forbidding man walking alone in the street.

His arms are several times stronger than ordinary people, and his striped arms make people fearful.

So, even if he has bright yellow skin.

No one dared to take the initiative to trouble him, let alone provoking him!

The world has changed, at least for the bald eagle.

Once, they could use their skin color to advertise their nobility, but now, everything depends on their fists.

Besides, there are grotesque and terrifying mutants.

No one knows what they will be like before they get angry.

Maybe it's a kind-looking silver-haired old man passing by the road, or a little girl sitting on a park bench licking a lollipop.

Otherwise, he is riding a bicycle, like a thin man with glasses who is exercising.

Or, just like the yellow-skinned man you see in front of you.

His body is full of strong muscles, and he walks like a little giant whose ground is about to be trampled to pieces.

This daunting little giant who directly ignored him was He Wu who had disappeared for a while.

At this time, he was looking for a mutant in the small town of Hamburg.

To be correct, he escaped from his hands five times and again, sly like a treacherous mutant like a trained monkey.

He Wu arrived on the West Coast at the same time as Elizabeth, but their missions were completely different.

Elizabeth is responsible for finding out the truth and making decisions according to Qin Yu's instructions. She represents interests and brains.

He Wu is only responsible for solving the trouble.

For example, the mutants who were bought by the Southern Consortium are under the orders of the mutant organizations of the California Consortium.

And the disobedient little fleas who had been entrenched in the southern consortium before.

Ordinary citizens of the bald eagle, under the threat of death and fear, gradually recognize the situation.

Most people who stay on their feet and just want to live their own lives are praying for stability and peace.

Without the media's incitement, their distorted thoughts based on blood and skin color were contained.

But at the same time, the mutants who gained abilities under radiation.

But under the blessing of power, thoughts are infinitely expanded and magnified...

They make trouble everywhere, do their own way, and advertise that they are free people.

No one can instruct them to do anything, unless it is what they want to do.

Even after the split, the territory controlled by the Southern Consortium was filled with countless thorns.

These people cannot threaten the giants because they are not up to the grade at all.

Just like He Wu described, just a bunch of croaking fleas!

The real powerhouse knows that he cannot do without the support of capital.

Resources, contacts, information channels, etc., cooperation is a win-win situation.

But there are always special cases, pretentious, and there are not a few imaginary families who think that they were born to do great things.

And he was ‘lucky’ to be favored by Radiation and he was powerful.

The target He Wu is searching for, that's it!

His special is...

It's a bit like Andrew, he is preaching ‘chaos,’ and he has a logical theory.

Moreover, the ‘Chaotic Sect’ he created grew stronger in a dark corner that the Southern Financial Group could not see.

Had it not happened suddenly that Li Wanxing was attacked.

Perhaps it is really possible to shake the rule of the Southern Consortium, and in its most inadvertent way, give this huge and decadent ‘empire’ a fatal blow.

Unfortunately, the Southern Consortium failed before it really grew up.

The people who took over it happened to be in need of stability. All the organizations in the area were marked on file, and investigations began.

In fact, no one noticed this low-key sect that seemed to be non-existent at first.

But sometimes destiny is so wonderful, no matter how low-key they are, they still need to deal with the outside world to develop and expand.

Don't forget, this is a sect.

They have to preach their doctrines to attract more people.

Previously, this kind of publicity was carried out in secret and aimed at mutators and small organizations.

But when someone wants to clean up these organizations, their tracks will naturally be exposed.

After sending his self-contained doctrine back to the headquarters, He Wu quickly got the order.

The boss only needs a living mouth, the founder of the ‘Chaos Sect’, the Bishop of Chaos.

He Wu then began to formulate a plan to destroy the other party's organization in one fell swoop, take the leader back to the boss, and complete his task.

But what he didn't expect was that the ‘Chaotic Sect’ was resolved smoothly.

But the boss wanted the person, but let him slip away.

The ability of the other party is not complicated, it can even be said to be simple.

He has only one ability to create a clone!

So far, He Wu has personally killed him 46 times, but each time he is not the real him.

Until now, he was not sure how many clones the other party had.

Moreover, according to what the other party said.

Those who died were not his clones, they were all him...

If you can't eliminate all ‘him,’ then no one can kill him.

But no one knows how many of them there are!

Walking along the main street to the Red Sea Bar in the center of the town, He Wu pushed the door in.

The bar is filled with classic blues, elegant and tasteful.

The bartender was full of scars. The old old-fashioned bar was doing cleaning work, and someone came in and said: "It's not business hours yet."

"I'm looking for someone." He Wu stood in front of the bar.

The bartender who raised his head and was about to let him go, after seeing He Wu's appearance, he couldn't help swallowing his cigarette and saliva: "I think I would be happy to help."

"No, no need." He Wu said flatly: "I have seen him."

In the deck behind the bar, a gentleman in a slim tailored suit holding a cane, congratulated him with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, find me again." In the face of He Wu, who was full of oppression, Edson was very calm.

I believe that changing to another person, after 46 deaths in his hands, he will be as calm as himself.

As early as when He Wu arrived in the small town of Hamburg, Edson was ready to die.

But the consciousness is transferred to another body again, there is no pain, no loss, and it will not have any effect on him.

Therefore, why should he do some powerless resistance when he knows he can't escape and can't fight.

"You think it's very interesting?" He Wu asked, standing in place, looking at him.

"...Think about it, it's really interesting. If it weren't for your reminder, I almost forgot the fun."

Edson took a sip and smiled and said, "Aren't you tired like this?"

"If I remember correctly, you ran four states just to hunt down someone who couldn't kill at all?"

Edson's expression is teasing, but his heart is full of anger and helplessness.

This **** guy, why is he so persistent? Did he sleep with his wife?

But according to Edson's memory, he has never had any relationship with any yellow skin.

"It doesn't matter, I can chase the ends of the earth." He Wu calmly responded.

"So, you plan to waste your life on me?" Ederson frowned and dissuaded him: "Trust me, you won't succeed."

"Rather than wasting time on me, it's better to find something more interesting to do, what kind of sports do you like."

He Wu was indifferent to Edson's persuasion.

In fact, he is communicating with Kylin through a terminal implanted at the back of his head.

According to Qilin's inference, his ability has reached its limit.

Therefore, Edson in front of him may be the last ‘clone’ and ‘mirror’

Or whatever!

In short, all positioning has been completed.

Now, it is time to verify whether their conjecture is right or wrong, and whether the plan can succeed.

"Actually, there is no conflict between us. I can leave the south. There are many places on the north and east coast, enough for me to settle down.

You don’t have to waste everyone’s time so much, maybe we will..."

He was talking about it, trying to persuade He Wu to give up chasing Edson, his whole person bounced up in place as if he had been stung by a bee.

The hair is standing upside down, the scalp is numb, and the gloomy air-conditioning rushes from the tail bone to the back of his head.

The excited brain cells warned him that something happened!

"What did you do?" Frozen in the same place, Edson looked at He Wu with a stiff body.

He clearly didn't do anything, just stood there.

Why?

In an instant he dared to reach all of himself, under the shadow of death.

You know, he even let one of them go to the Arctic Circle by himself, just to avoid being swept away by anyone.

The scene that happened before our eyes shouldn't have happened at all!

Facing Edson’s questioning, He Wu smiled: "I caught you, little mouse."

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Miracle town, garden area.

Andrew, who has nothing to do, is lying on the lawn, UU reading www.uukanshu. com stared at the ceiling in a daze.

When he was on the moon at first, he was able to pass the time by communicating with ‘subspace’.

After being imprisoned here, he could still hear those chaotic whispers, which made him unable to extricate himself from it.

Time flies quietly in conversation and thinking, and Andrew has never felt bored.

But now...

Since the last time the iron bumps came in and sprayed the interior completely, he hadn't heard any funny sounds again.

Every day, only Andrew talks to himself.

Either make noises to make yourself feel alive, or make a little noise, and provoke warnings from the iron bumps.

In fact, this has become a weekly repertoire.

Because he can't provoke those clumsy iron bumps frequently, the consequences of irritating them are very bad.

Andrew must grasp the precision of the scale, not to irritate them, but also to satisfy himself spiritually and spiritually.

But as time goes by, the pleasure of the soul is getting weaker and weaker!

He can't feel it anymore...

If life remains the same as it is now, Andrew suspects that he will soon collapse.

Without the guidance of ‘Chaos’, he is about to lose his hope and direction of survival.

"Ah~" Andrew roared like a vent, and Andrew stared at the door angrily.

Damn, damn, damn...

Who can open the door for me!

Puff~

In Andrew's self-reinforcing roar, the door suddenly opened.

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