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Chapter 385
Chapter 385: The Target is Tricky, Especially Homelander!
"If you want to save your Newspaper Agency, it's best to drag more people down with you, such as Washington D.C. Mayor Maviah, and some other government superiors."
Sometimes, a person's transformation is that quick, just as the saying goes: it's easy for a good person to turn bad, but difficult for a bad person to turn good.
Besides, Michael isn't a good person in the true sense; after all, a purely good person couldn't climb to the position of Police Department Chief.
"Let me tell you, before I dispatched the Police, Mayor Maviah called me, telling me to use the charges of suspected transmission of illegal information to seal your Newspaper Agency," Michael said in a deep voice.
"Then if you go back empty-handed like this, won't you have no way to explain yourself to your superiors?"
This was 1974, less than a year after Dr. Trask was killed. The current public opinion environment for mutants was extremely poor; even the topic of mutants had become a taboo existence. So, Weiss Newspaper Agency publishing Mutant Weekly was undoubtedly dancing in a minefield.
Xia Shang's words made Michael ponder for a moment, and his brow furrowed tighter and tighter.
"Don't worry, I have my explanation. At worst, I'll say that behind your Newspaper Agency, you have Homelander and Billy, these two mutants, backing you up. My superiors will definitely have reservations and thus won't dare to easily act against your Newspaper Agency."
As soon as Michael finished speaking, Xia Shang started clapping.
"As expected of the Washington D.C. Police Department Chief, you have many methods," Xia Shang said with a smile while clapping.
"You should still think about how to drag them down with you. This is the long-term plan." Michael knew very well that only by involving more and more complex personnel could he be safer.
Before leaving.
Michael added, "Also, I must remind you, Mutant Weekly can be published, but you absolutely cannot speak out for mutants. This point is crucial.
Since President Kennedy was killed, the new president's attitude towards mutants is well-known. If he wants to act against your Newspaper Agency, no one can protect your Newspaper Agency."
After the Office door was closed, Hank, who was hanging outside the window, flipped himself into the Room with force.
"I didn't expect you could build a relationship with the Washington D.C. Police Department Chief. I always heard before that he was upright and never accepted bribes," Hank looked a bit surprised.
"Facts prove that rumors are not credible."
Xia Shang then took Hank to Jervis Pharmaceuticals.
In the corridor leading to the Laboratory, many employees, after seeing Xia Shang, took the initiative to greet him.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Jervis."
In response, Xia Shang smiled and nodded to each of them.
"Mr. Jervis, I really didn't expect that you would have a Newspaper Agency and a Pharmaceutical Company at such a young age. What did you do before?" Hank looked around the company's layout while trying to dig up Xia Shang's background.
"If I said I was a Security Guard before, would you believe it?"
Xia Shang stopped, standing in front of the Laboratory door, and began entering the password.
"You're really good at joking," Hank said just as he opened his mouth.
A large, broad, and powerful hand gripped the back of his neck.
"I'm not joking. Next, you will put all your effort into the research and development of the formula and write a letter to Charles, telling him you found a job here and everything is going well..." After saying that, Xia Shang released Hank's neck and led him into the Laboratory. "From now on, he is your R&D Team Leader, Codename V. You can ask him about any work-related issues, and you must also cooperate with all his work."
After explaining everything, Xia Shang turned and left, after all, he had other matters to handle, such as visiting the Washington D.C. Mayor, Mr. Maviah.
…………
The next day, the matter concerning Billy, under the competitive reporting of major newspapers, fermented extremely quickly. Of course, the part about Homelander was hidden.
In a Military Base thousands of miles away from Washington, Colonel Stryker received a notice from the Ministry of Defense, requesting him to immediately dispatch the Mercenary Force to hunt down Homelander and Billy.
"Where did these two guys come from?"
Looking at the description of Homelander's and Billy's abilities in the letter, Stryker couldn't help but feel a headache.
[Homelander, currently known abilities: Flight, Laser Eye, Suspected Psychic Power (can make bullets hover in the air)]
[Billy, currently known abilities: Flight, Metal Manipulation, Fireball Release]
"Shit! They can both fly!" What Stryker found most annoying were these flying mutants, because these guys usually have high mobility and it's not easy to catch them.
"How is the situation with Silver Fox?"
Stryker stuffed the letter into his pocket and asked the intelligence officer beside him.
"According to Silver Fox herself, she has gained Logan's trust. Currently, the development of events is within our plan," the intelligence officer replied.
"Mm, continue to closely monitor the two of them. Logan is an indispensable part of our Weapon X Program; only his physical quality and recovery ability can possibly withstand the injection of Adamantium." Saying this, Stryker walked to the railing and looked down.
Below the railing, there was an operating table resembling a pool. Below the steel plates forming the operating table was deep blue liquid. At this moment, a naked man was lying on the operating table, slowly sinking until his entire body was submerged by the blue liquid. Then, several drill-like devices extended their mechanical arms, aimed at the location of the man's main bones, and drilled in.
As the drills turned, a buzzing sound rang out.
Liquefied Adamantium was slowly injected into the man's body.
"Gurgle gurgle!!" Unimaginable pain caused the man to suddenly widen his eyes and then twitch continuously.
"Next time, remember to tie the breathing apparatus tighter."
Stryker watched expressionlessly as oxygen overflowed from the man's breathing apparatus.
"The experiment subject's life signs have disappeared," a researcher standing beside the ECG monitor said in a low voice.
"Before it completely cools down, extract the Adamantium for me again." Stryker seemed to have long been accustomed to failed experiments. He glanced at the man lying in the pool and turned to walk towards the Room where Sabretooth and the others were staying.
Soon, Sabretooth Victor, Agent Zero David, Wraith John, as well as the mercenaries Wade and Blob Fred, walked into the same Meeting Room at Stryker's request.
"This time the target is very tricky, especially this guy called Homelander."
Stryker took out the letter he had previously stuffed into his pocket, placed it on the Meeting table, and let Sabretooth and the others browse it.
"The Guardian of Washington D.C.? Interesting." Sabretooth Victor, upon seeing the introduction to Homelander in the letter, his lips curled up, revealing a cruel and ferocious smile.
(End of this chapter)
"If you want to save your Newspaper Agency, it's best to drag more people down with you, such as Washington D.C. Mayor Maviah, and some other government superiors."
Sometimes, a person's transformation is that quick, just as the saying goes: it's easy for a good person to turn bad, but difficult for a bad person to turn good.
Besides, Michael isn't a good person in the true sense; after all, a purely good person couldn't climb to the position of Police Department Chief.
"Let me tell you, before I dispatched the Police, Mayor Maviah called me, telling me to use the charges of suspected transmission of illegal information to seal your Newspaper Agency," Michael said in a deep voice.
"Then if you go back empty-handed like this, won't you have no way to explain yourself to your superiors?"
This was 1974, less than a year after Dr. Trask was killed. The current public opinion environment for mutants was extremely poor; even the topic of mutants had become a taboo existence. So, Weiss Newspaper Agency publishing Mutant Weekly was undoubtedly dancing in a minefield.
Xia Shang's words made Michael ponder for a moment, and his brow furrowed tighter and tighter.
"Don't worry, I have my explanation. At worst, I'll say that behind your Newspaper Agency, you have Homelander and Billy, these two mutants, backing you up. My superiors will definitely have reservations and thus won't dare to easily act against your Newspaper Agency."
As soon as Michael finished speaking, Xia Shang started clapping.
"As expected of the Washington D.C. Police Department Chief, you have many methods," Xia Shang said with a smile while clapping.
"You should still think about how to drag them down with you. This is the long-term plan." Michael knew very well that only by involving more and more complex personnel could he be safer.
Before leaving.
Michael added, "Also, I must remind you, Mutant Weekly can be published, but you absolutely cannot speak out for mutants. This point is crucial.
Since President Kennedy was killed, the new president's attitude towards mutants is well-known. If he wants to act against your Newspaper Agency, no one can protect your Newspaper Agency."
After the Office door was closed, Hank, who was hanging outside the window, flipped himself into the Room with force.
"I didn't expect you could build a relationship with the Washington D.C. Police Department Chief. I always heard before that he was upright and never accepted bribes," Hank looked a bit surprised.
"Facts prove that rumors are not credible."
Xia Shang then took Hank to Jervis Pharmaceuticals.
In the corridor leading to the Laboratory, many employees, after seeing Xia Shang, took the initiative to greet him.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Jervis."
In response, Xia Shang smiled and nodded to each of them.
"Mr. Jervis, I really didn't expect that you would have a Newspaper Agency and a Pharmaceutical Company at such a young age. What did you do before?" Hank looked around the company's layout while trying to dig up Xia Shang's background.
"If I said I was a Security Guard before, would you believe it?"
Xia Shang stopped, standing in front of the Laboratory door, and began entering the password.
"You're really good at joking," Hank said just as he opened his mouth.
A large, broad, and powerful hand gripped the back of his neck.
"I'm not joking. Next, you will put all your effort into the research and development of the formula and write a letter to Charles, telling him you found a job here and everything is going well..." After saying that, Xia Shang released Hank's neck and led him into the Laboratory. "From now on, he is your R&D Team Leader, Codename V. You can ask him about any work-related issues, and you must also cooperate with all his work."
After explaining everything, Xia Shang turned and left, after all, he had other matters to handle, such as visiting the Washington D.C. Mayor, Mr. Maviah.
…………
The next day, the matter concerning Billy, under the competitive reporting of major newspapers, fermented extremely quickly. Of course, the part about Homelander was hidden.
In a Military Base thousands of miles away from Washington, Colonel Stryker received a notice from the Ministry of Defense, requesting him to immediately dispatch the Mercenary Force to hunt down Homelander and Billy.
"Where did these two guys come from?"
Looking at the description of Homelander's and Billy's abilities in the letter, Stryker couldn't help but feel a headache.
[Homelander, currently known abilities: Flight, Laser Eye, Suspected Psychic Power (can make bullets hover in the air)]
[Billy, currently known abilities: Flight, Metal Manipulation, Fireball Release]
"Shit! They can both fly!" What Stryker found most annoying were these flying mutants, because these guys usually have high mobility and it's not easy to catch them.
"How is the situation with Silver Fox?"
Stryker stuffed the letter into his pocket and asked the intelligence officer beside him.
"According to Silver Fox herself, she has gained Logan's trust. Currently, the development of events is within our plan," the intelligence officer replied.
"Mm, continue to closely monitor the two of them. Logan is an indispensable part of our Weapon X Program; only his physical quality and recovery ability can possibly withstand the injection of Adamantium." Saying this, Stryker walked to the railing and looked down.
Below the railing, there was an operating table resembling a pool. Below the steel plates forming the operating table was deep blue liquid. At this moment, a naked man was lying on the operating table, slowly sinking until his entire body was submerged by the blue liquid. Then, several drill-like devices extended their mechanical arms, aimed at the location of the man's main bones, and drilled in.
As the drills turned, a buzzing sound rang out.
Liquefied Adamantium was slowly injected into the man's body.
"Gurgle gurgle!!" Unimaginable pain caused the man to suddenly widen his eyes and then twitch continuously.
"Next time, remember to tie the breathing apparatus tighter."
Stryker watched expressionlessly as oxygen overflowed from the man's breathing apparatus.
"The experiment subject's life signs have disappeared," a researcher standing beside the ECG monitor said in a low voice.
"Before it completely cools down, extract the Adamantium for me again." Stryker seemed to have long been accustomed to failed experiments. He glanced at the man lying in the pool and turned to walk towards the Room where Sabretooth and the others were staying.
Soon, Sabretooth Victor, Agent Zero David, Wraith John, as well as the mercenaries Wade and Blob Fred, walked into the same Meeting Room at Stryker's request.
"This time the target is very tricky, especially this guy called Homelander."
Stryker took out the letter he had previously stuffed into his pocket, placed it on the Meeting table, and let Sabretooth and the others browse it.
"The Guardian of Washington D.C.? Interesting." Sabretooth Victor, upon seeing the introduction to Homelander in the letter, his lips curled up, revealing a cruel and ferocious smile.
(End of this chapter)
