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Chapter 440
Chapter 438: Red Alert! Magneto in Prison!
In Xia Shang's eyes, A-Train, who had rushed out, dodged bullets with astonishing speed before arriving in front of the first guard. He then extended his right hand, gripped the gun barrel, and directly crushed the gun in the guard's hand into scrap metal. Immediately after, he placed his hands on the guard's shoulders, twisted forcefully, and instantly dislocated the guard's arms.
After dealing with the first guard, A-Train followed suit until all the guards had completely lost their mobility before stopping.
Meanwhile, Mystique could only see a blurry figure, difficult to capture with the naked eye, flash past the guards like lightning, finally appearing abruptly at the end of the corridor.
The next second, she heard the guards' screams rising and falling.
The guards, whose arms were severely dislocated, couldn't even hold the guns in their hands at this moment. They all looked at Xia Shang and his group with terrified eyes like a ghost's.
"Stay where you are and don't move, or I'll crush all your necks."
Seeing that the guards were all enduring the pain and had quieted down, Xia Shang nodded in satisfaction. He then walked past them and arrived in front of the steel door made of special alloy. Ignoring the alarm sounding overhead, he slowly extended his right hand and pressed it against the heavy steel door.
Where the steel door came into contact with Xia Shang's palm, a faint red light quickly appeared. Immediately after, the red light in that area grew increasingly intense, like steel placed in a smelting furnace, exhibiting a glowing red luster.
As the high temperature continuously spread, the area Xia Shang was pressing on actually began to melt, with molten iron gradually flowing downwards.
After more than ten seconds, a large hole large enough for a person to pass through had been burned into the steel door in front of Xia Shang.
Xia Shang lifted his right foot, stepped through the steel door, and walked straight towards another elevator entrance.
Similarly, two guards in uniform were standing guard at the elevator entrance. When they saw the melted steel door, their expressions instantly became extremely nervous. One of them, holding a walkie-talkie, said in a hurried tone, "Target is approaching the maximum security prison, requesting backup!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Shang, who had been at the other end of the corridor, suddenly appeared in front of the guard like a ghost.
"Open the elevator," Xia Shang said, glancing at the detection instrument next to the elevator.
Unexpectedly, the guard's reaction was quite intense. He immediately drew his gun, aimed it at Xia Shang's forehead, his face flushed red, and cursed angrily, "Go to hell, you damn Mutant! You dead mongrel!"
"Interesting."
Bang! The expressionless Xia Shang slapped his head against the elevator door. "I hate impolite guys like you the most."
Pfft! In the corridor, a faint sound similar to barbecue on a hot plate gradually emerged.
As Xia Shang's five fingers, like a red-hot branding iron, began to emit terrifying high temperature, the guard's entire face seemed to melt like ice cream amidst a series of shrill screams. Furthermore, white smoke billowed from between Xia Shang's fingers.
Crack! Xia Shang calmly removed the other party's head, then crushed the carbonized substance in his hand.
"Excuse me, what is needed to open the elevator here?" Xia Shang turned his head and looked at the other guard.
"Don't, don't kill me."
The guard, seeing his colleague's corpse, was so scared his legs trembled, and his brain went completely blank.
"Three—two—" Xia Shang kicked away the headless corpse in front of him, stood before the elevator door, and began counting down.
"To hell with the job, I just want to live." As death was about to descend, the guard finally remembered what he needed to do. He immediately pulled a card from his pocket and placed it against an instrument used for identity detection. As the instrument flashed green light, the tightly sealed elevator door gradually opened outwards.
Seeing Xia Shang and Mystique's group enter the elevator, and the elevator door completely closing, the guard finally let out a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
The elevator descended to the lowest level of The Pentagon, which was where Magneto was held.
There were also guards holding guns and keeping watch here.
After dealing with them, Xia Shang finally saw the target of this operation.
In the room cast from concrete, the light was dim, like a basement without any clutter. However, in the center of the room, there were several connected pieces of bulletproof glass, and beneath the glass, there was another room with a pure white tone.
Xia Shang stood at the edge of the glass, looking down at Magneto below his feet.
Magneto, leaning against the wall, seemed to sense something. He slowly raised his head, and his gaze met Xia Shang's exactly.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then Magneto frowned, saying with some hesitation, "Are you Butcher? The one who attacked the White House in the United States?"
"Erik, we're here to get you out." Mystique removed her impersonation, dense blue scales appearing on her body surface. She walked to Xia Shang's side and looked down at Magneto beneath the glass.
"Don't tell me you abandoned Charles and me and threw yourself into the embrace of another Mutant." Erik stood up, his eyes fixed on Mystique, his voice tinged with coldness.
"You don't trust me, Erik, you've truly disappointed me."
Mystique had completely not expected Erik to say such words to her. In a fit of anger, she changed back into her blonde beauty appearance, grabbed Xia Shang's shoulder, and was about to kiss Xia Shang.
"Get away from me, I'm not interested in being a tool for your rivalry."
Xia Shang pushed her away without hesitation, then looked at Magneto, his voice cold. "If all you're going to do is be jealous, then I think it would be better for you to die of old age here."
"Butcher, you'd better get lost. Don't expect me to beg you to let me out."
Erik's personality was the same as in the original plot, always responsive to reason but not to force. After hearing Xia Shang's mockery, he immediately retorted.
"So? Are you planning to stay here forever and be a coward? Erik, don't you want to know what's happening outside? Your Mutant brethren are in dire straits, suffering greatly.
And you, the dignified Mutant leader, the founder of the Brotherhood, want to hide here, imitating an ostrich burying its head in the sand. It's truly laughable."
After speaking, Xia Shang looked at Mystique. "Give Mr. Erik here the information to look at. If he still chooses to stay here after reading it, then it can only prove that this operation of ours was both foolish and laughable."
Upon hearing this, Mystique took a stack of documents from her briefcase and sent the documents to Erik's feet through the food slot.
Erik bent down and picked up the information on the ground. As he opened the first page and began to browse, an invisible force, centered around him, uncontrollably spread wildly in all directions!
(end of chapter)
In Xia Shang's eyes, A-Train, who had rushed out, dodged bullets with astonishing speed before arriving in front of the first guard. He then extended his right hand, gripped the gun barrel, and directly crushed the gun in the guard's hand into scrap metal. Immediately after, he placed his hands on the guard's shoulders, twisted forcefully, and instantly dislocated the guard's arms.
After dealing with the first guard, A-Train followed suit until all the guards had completely lost their mobility before stopping.
Meanwhile, Mystique could only see a blurry figure, difficult to capture with the naked eye, flash past the guards like lightning, finally appearing abruptly at the end of the corridor.
The next second, she heard the guards' screams rising and falling.
The guards, whose arms were severely dislocated, couldn't even hold the guns in their hands at this moment. They all looked at Xia Shang and his group with terrified eyes like a ghost's.
"Stay where you are and don't move, or I'll crush all your necks."
Seeing that the guards were all enduring the pain and had quieted down, Xia Shang nodded in satisfaction. He then walked past them and arrived in front of the steel door made of special alloy. Ignoring the alarm sounding overhead, he slowly extended his right hand and pressed it against the heavy steel door.
Where the steel door came into contact with Xia Shang's palm, a faint red light quickly appeared. Immediately after, the red light in that area grew increasingly intense, like steel placed in a smelting furnace, exhibiting a glowing red luster.
As the high temperature continuously spread, the area Xia Shang was pressing on actually began to melt, with molten iron gradually flowing downwards.
After more than ten seconds, a large hole large enough for a person to pass through had been burned into the steel door in front of Xia Shang.
Xia Shang lifted his right foot, stepped through the steel door, and walked straight towards another elevator entrance.
Similarly, two guards in uniform were standing guard at the elevator entrance. When they saw the melted steel door, their expressions instantly became extremely nervous. One of them, holding a walkie-talkie, said in a hurried tone, "Target is approaching the maximum security prison, requesting backup!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Shang, who had been at the other end of the corridor, suddenly appeared in front of the guard like a ghost.
"Open the elevator," Xia Shang said, glancing at the detection instrument next to the elevator.
Unexpectedly, the guard's reaction was quite intense. He immediately drew his gun, aimed it at Xia Shang's forehead, his face flushed red, and cursed angrily, "Go to hell, you damn Mutant! You dead mongrel!"
"Interesting."
Bang! The expressionless Xia Shang slapped his head against the elevator door. "I hate impolite guys like you the most."
Pfft! In the corridor, a faint sound similar to barbecue on a hot plate gradually emerged.
As Xia Shang's five fingers, like a red-hot branding iron, began to emit terrifying high temperature, the guard's entire face seemed to melt like ice cream amidst a series of shrill screams. Furthermore, white smoke billowed from between Xia Shang's fingers.
Crack! Xia Shang calmly removed the other party's head, then crushed the carbonized substance in his hand.
"Excuse me, what is needed to open the elevator here?" Xia Shang turned his head and looked at the other guard.
"Don't, don't kill me."
The guard, seeing his colleague's corpse, was so scared his legs trembled, and his brain went completely blank.
"Three—two—" Xia Shang kicked away the headless corpse in front of him, stood before the elevator door, and began counting down.
"To hell with the job, I just want to live." As death was about to descend, the guard finally remembered what he needed to do. He immediately pulled a card from his pocket and placed it against an instrument used for identity detection. As the instrument flashed green light, the tightly sealed elevator door gradually opened outwards.
Seeing Xia Shang and Mystique's group enter the elevator, and the elevator door completely closing, the guard finally let out a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
The elevator descended to the lowest level of The Pentagon, which was where Magneto was held.
There were also guards holding guns and keeping watch here.
After dealing with them, Xia Shang finally saw the target of this operation.
In the room cast from concrete, the light was dim, like a basement without any clutter. However, in the center of the room, there were several connected pieces of bulletproof glass, and beneath the glass, there was another room with a pure white tone.
Xia Shang stood at the edge of the glass, looking down at Magneto below his feet.
Magneto, leaning against the wall, seemed to sense something. He slowly raised his head, and his gaze met Xia Shang's exactly.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then Magneto frowned, saying with some hesitation, "Are you Butcher? The one who attacked the White House in the United States?"
"Erik, we're here to get you out." Mystique removed her impersonation, dense blue scales appearing on her body surface. She walked to Xia Shang's side and looked down at Magneto beneath the glass.
"Don't tell me you abandoned Charles and me and threw yourself into the embrace of another Mutant." Erik stood up, his eyes fixed on Mystique, his voice tinged with coldness.
"You don't trust me, Erik, you've truly disappointed me."
Mystique had completely not expected Erik to say such words to her. In a fit of anger, she changed back into her blonde beauty appearance, grabbed Xia Shang's shoulder, and was about to kiss Xia Shang.
"Get away from me, I'm not interested in being a tool for your rivalry."
Xia Shang pushed her away without hesitation, then looked at Magneto, his voice cold. "If all you're going to do is be jealous, then I think it would be better for you to die of old age here."
"Butcher, you'd better get lost. Don't expect me to beg you to let me out."
Erik's personality was the same as in the original plot, always responsive to reason but not to force. After hearing Xia Shang's mockery, he immediately retorted.
"So? Are you planning to stay here forever and be a coward? Erik, don't you want to know what's happening outside? Your Mutant brethren are in dire straits, suffering greatly.
And you, the dignified Mutant leader, the founder of the Brotherhood, want to hide here, imitating an ostrich burying its head in the sand. It's truly laughable."
After speaking, Xia Shang looked at Mystique. "Give Mr. Erik here the information to look at. If he still chooses to stay here after reading it, then it can only prove that this operation of ours was both foolish and laughable."
Upon hearing this, Mystique took a stack of documents from her briefcase and sent the documents to Erik's feet through the food slot.
Erik bent down and picked up the information on the ground. As he opened the first page and began to browse, an invisible force, centered around him, uncontrollably spread wildly in all directions!
(end of chapter)
