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Chapter 425
Chapter 423: A Perfect Plan!
"Going to your death?" Stryker's complexion was ashen. He glanced around, making sure no one was eavesdropping, then lowered his voice and said angrily, "Frankly, my situation is extremely bad. That son of a bitch Wade betrayed me, Wraith and the others are all dead, and even Fred quit the team not long ago. That means you're the only mutant I have left. You absolutely cannot die, and certainly not die without value!"
After hearing this, Victor was silent for a moment before speaking, "Understood. I'll follow your arrangements."
Just then, Mystique, tall and slender with a lady's cigarette dangling from her rosy lips, slowly descended the circular stairwell from the club's second floor. Her gaze swept across the bar before finally settling on Stryker beside Victor.
"You're Victor's boss?" Mystique asked, elegantly taking the cigarette from her mouth as she approached the two men.
"That's right. Did Butcher send you to bring me to him?" Stryker sized up the Woman who had killed his superior, nodding slightly.
"Follow me." Mystique turned and headed towards the second floor of the club.
"You two stay here for now. I'll go alone."
Stryker subtly touched the hard object hidden beneath the clothes at his waist, speaking to the two bodyguards beside him. Beneath his clothes was a pistol loaded with Adamantium bullets, which was his confidence in facing Butcher alone. With the hardness of Adamantium, as long as he didn't miss, he believed that even Homelander absolutely couldn't withstand a single shot to the head from him.
Passing through the Corridor covered with a red carpet, Mystique led him into a Room decorated quite luxuriously.
In the Room, the Light was soft, and the Air was filled with a faint aroma. In addition, in one corner of the Room, there was a small bar with various types of Alcohol displayed on it. To the right of the bar, essentially in the center of the Room, were three pure white Sofas made of velvet material. Butcher, wearing a black coat, was sitting comfortably on the middle Sofa with his legs crossed, watching Stryker walk into the Room.
"I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Butcher."
After Stryker entered the Room, Mystique withdrew.
"Don't you want to introduce yourself?" Xia Shang smiled, looking at Stryker standing before him.
"With Mr. Butcher's information gathering ability, I don't think I need to introduce myself." Being able to rescue Victor from Mr. Jervis and ignore Victor's attempt to contact him was enough to show that his identity was no secret to the other party. Thinking this, Stryker said softly.
"Since that's the case, let's get straight to the point."
"I also read the latest issue of The Providence Journal. Logically, as a member of the mutants, my stance should be with Jie Er Company. But who told me I can't stand the sight of Homelander?" Xia Shang, disguised as Butcher, chuckled lightly, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "But that doesn't mean I have to help you. Since you're here to talk cooperation, tell me your terms. Let's see if you're sincere."
"My coming to see you alone is the greatest sincerity." Although Stryker was a bit annoyed by Butcher's arrogant demeanor, he was asking for a favor after all. He tried hard to suppress his displeasure, his voice cold and hard. "As long as you're willing to go to Three Mile Island to help me deal with Homelander, I'll give you half of my Military Base. From now on, we'll be partners. You should know that I have the support of the US Military."
"What use do I have for your Military Base? Turn it into a casino?" Xia Shang said dismissively.
Arrogant, rude, and conceited – this was Stryker's first impression of Butcher.
"I can give you greater strength. It's a very peculiar metal. I've already experimented with it, and it was very successful. The Experimental Subject gained a body of indestructible steel bones. You'll probably see him soon. Besides that, you can also get the support of the US Military. Whether it's the most advanced equipment or the information you want, they can give it to you."
Stryker said expressionlessly. In his opinion, as long as the explosives in the Base were detonated, it would likely affect the nearby Nuclear Power Plant. At that time, once a nuclear leak occurred, Homelander, the other Superheroes, and Butcher before him might directly die on Three Mile Island. So, what he said above was just an empty check.
"That sounds really tempting." Xia Shang, sitting on the Sofa, met Stryker's gaze and chuckled softly. "Unfortunately, I don't believe a single word you say. Just honestly tell me your real plan."
Silently, an invisible, slender Tentacle shot out from Xia Shang's hand and touched Stryker's forehead.
Memory Storm, combined with Cognitive Intrusion, instantly made Stryker's gaze dull and rigid. As if sleepwalking, he revealed his entire real plan in a completely emotionless tone.
"As expected of someone ruthless enough to experiment on his own son, actually thinking of detonating the nuclear reactor on Three Mile Island." After learning of Stryker's seemingly insane plan, even Xia Shang couldn't help but be greatly surprised. But then he thought, the current Stryker was like a desperate gambler preparing to go all out. If the plan succeeded, it could not only kill Homelander and Butcher but also send Jie Er Company's reputation plummeting into the abyss, completely ending the possibility of peaceful coexistence between mutants and humans.
And even if he failed to kill Homelander and Butcher, he would suffer no loss. The Base would be destroyed, and not a single shred of information documents related to mutant human experiments would remain. Then, the so-called Mutant Research Base would naturally become something fabricated and concocted by Weiss Newspaper Agency, and he, the mastermind behind the scenes, would only need to lie low for a few years, wait for the limelight to pass, and then make a comeback.
"Your plan is truly perfect, it's just a shame you ran into me."
Xia Shang smiled, controlling the Tentacle to pierce through Stryker's head. A little red and white Viscous liquid could be seen slowly flowing out of the small hole in the back of his head.
A moment later, Stryker, dressed in a black suit, adjusted his sleeve cuffs and walked out of the Room with a smile on his Face.
"This negotiation went even smoother than I imagined. Butcher has agreed to cooperate with me. By the way, you go to Three Mile Island with Butcher. Homelander is definitely doomed this time." Stryker said to Victor.
On the other side, in the Room, Xia Shang played with the Pistol he had just acquired, a faint smile on his Face.
(end of chapter)
"Going to your death?" Stryker's complexion was ashen. He glanced around, making sure no one was eavesdropping, then lowered his voice and said angrily, "Frankly, my situation is extremely bad. That son of a bitch Wade betrayed me, Wraith and the others are all dead, and even Fred quit the team not long ago. That means you're the only mutant I have left. You absolutely cannot die, and certainly not die without value!"
After hearing this, Victor was silent for a moment before speaking, "Understood. I'll follow your arrangements."
Just then, Mystique, tall and slender with a lady's cigarette dangling from her rosy lips, slowly descended the circular stairwell from the club's second floor. Her gaze swept across the bar before finally settling on Stryker beside Victor.
"You're Victor's boss?" Mystique asked, elegantly taking the cigarette from her mouth as she approached the two men.
"That's right. Did Butcher send you to bring me to him?" Stryker sized up the Woman who had killed his superior, nodding slightly.
"Follow me." Mystique turned and headed towards the second floor of the club.
"You two stay here for now. I'll go alone."
Stryker subtly touched the hard object hidden beneath the clothes at his waist, speaking to the two bodyguards beside him. Beneath his clothes was a pistol loaded with Adamantium bullets, which was his confidence in facing Butcher alone. With the hardness of Adamantium, as long as he didn't miss, he believed that even Homelander absolutely couldn't withstand a single shot to the head from him.
Passing through the Corridor covered with a red carpet, Mystique led him into a Room decorated quite luxuriously.
In the Room, the Light was soft, and the Air was filled with a faint aroma. In addition, in one corner of the Room, there was a small bar with various types of Alcohol displayed on it. To the right of the bar, essentially in the center of the Room, were three pure white Sofas made of velvet material. Butcher, wearing a black coat, was sitting comfortably on the middle Sofa with his legs crossed, watching Stryker walk into the Room.
"I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Butcher."
After Stryker entered the Room, Mystique withdrew.
"Don't you want to introduce yourself?" Xia Shang smiled, looking at Stryker standing before him.
"With Mr. Butcher's information gathering ability, I don't think I need to introduce myself." Being able to rescue Victor from Mr. Jervis and ignore Victor's attempt to contact him was enough to show that his identity was no secret to the other party. Thinking this, Stryker said softly.
"Since that's the case, let's get straight to the point."
"I also read the latest issue of The Providence Journal. Logically, as a member of the mutants, my stance should be with Jie Er Company. But who told me I can't stand the sight of Homelander?" Xia Shang, disguised as Butcher, chuckled lightly, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "But that doesn't mean I have to help you. Since you're here to talk cooperation, tell me your terms. Let's see if you're sincere."
"My coming to see you alone is the greatest sincerity." Although Stryker was a bit annoyed by Butcher's arrogant demeanor, he was asking for a favor after all. He tried hard to suppress his displeasure, his voice cold and hard. "As long as you're willing to go to Three Mile Island to help me deal with Homelander, I'll give you half of my Military Base. From now on, we'll be partners. You should know that I have the support of the US Military."
"What use do I have for your Military Base? Turn it into a casino?" Xia Shang said dismissively.
Arrogant, rude, and conceited – this was Stryker's first impression of Butcher.
"I can give you greater strength. It's a very peculiar metal. I've already experimented with it, and it was very successful. The Experimental Subject gained a body of indestructible steel bones. You'll probably see him soon. Besides that, you can also get the support of the US Military. Whether it's the most advanced equipment or the information you want, they can give it to you."
Stryker said expressionlessly. In his opinion, as long as the explosives in the Base were detonated, it would likely affect the nearby Nuclear Power Plant. At that time, once a nuclear leak occurred, Homelander, the other Superheroes, and Butcher before him might directly die on Three Mile Island. So, what he said above was just an empty check.
"That sounds really tempting." Xia Shang, sitting on the Sofa, met Stryker's gaze and chuckled softly. "Unfortunately, I don't believe a single word you say. Just honestly tell me your real plan."
Silently, an invisible, slender Tentacle shot out from Xia Shang's hand and touched Stryker's forehead.
Memory Storm, combined with Cognitive Intrusion, instantly made Stryker's gaze dull and rigid. As if sleepwalking, he revealed his entire real plan in a completely emotionless tone.
"As expected of someone ruthless enough to experiment on his own son, actually thinking of detonating the nuclear reactor on Three Mile Island." After learning of Stryker's seemingly insane plan, even Xia Shang couldn't help but be greatly surprised. But then he thought, the current Stryker was like a desperate gambler preparing to go all out. If the plan succeeded, it could not only kill Homelander and Butcher but also send Jie Er Company's reputation plummeting into the abyss, completely ending the possibility of peaceful coexistence between mutants and humans.
And even if he failed to kill Homelander and Butcher, he would suffer no loss. The Base would be destroyed, and not a single shred of information documents related to mutant human experiments would remain. Then, the so-called Mutant Research Base would naturally become something fabricated and concocted by Weiss Newspaper Agency, and he, the mastermind behind the scenes, would only need to lie low for a few years, wait for the limelight to pass, and then make a comeback.
"Your plan is truly perfect, it's just a shame you ran into me."
Xia Shang smiled, controlling the Tentacle to pierce through Stryker's head. A little red and white Viscous liquid could be seen slowly flowing out of the small hole in the back of his head.
A moment later, Stryker, dressed in a black suit, adjusted his sleeve cuffs and walked out of the Room with a smile on his Face.
"This negotiation went even smoother than I imagined. Butcher has agreed to cooperate with me. By the way, you go to Three Mile Island with Butcher. Homelander is definitely doomed this time." Stryker said to Victor.
On the other side, in the Room, Xia Shang played with the Pistol he had just acquired, a faint smile on his Face.
(end of chapter)
