Chapter 412: Water Club! A Sudden Massacre!

At this time, under the bright light, Victor actually saw a strange figure in a black robe, quietly appearing behind Xia Shang, like a ghost, without making any sound.

"Mutant Massacre!" Because he had seen a photo of Massacre himself before, Victor recognized the true identity of the black shadow at a glance. He forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart, looked at Xia Shang in horror, and suddenly a terrible thought flashed through his mind, "Could it be that Massacre is also this guy's subordinate like the motherland?"

But the scene that happened next overturned his guess.

I saw Massacre showed a hint of a grim smile, then stretched out his right hand at lightning speed, and suddenly hit Xia Shang's back of the head. The whole set of actions seemed to take no more than a second.

"He wants to kill Jervis!" Victor was delighted. If Jervis died, then he would have a chance to escape from here.

Bang! A thunderous crash suddenly sounded. Although Xia Shang turned around in time and raised his right arm to block in front of him, he was still thrown backwards by the sudden attack of Tu Lu.

"If I can't kill my countryman, then I'll kill his boss first." Tu Lu stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and then with the help of the reaction force, he punched Xia Shang in the chest like a missile, and at this moment, his fist burst out with extremely high temperature flames, as if it was a meteorite falling from a high altitude, and it was going to kill Xia Shang on the spot.

"You still want to kill me?"

Xia Shang crossed his arms and blocked his chest.

With a loud bang, he was blasted into the wall, and spider-web-like cracks spread from the place where his back touched the wall. In an instant, it seemed that the whole room was shaken. It can be imagined how powerful Tu Lu was.

"Dead?" Victor, with his eyes full of expectation, turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from. However, what he saw made him feel a little disappointed. Jervis, whose half of his back was smashed into the wall, did not seem to be seriously injured, but there were some burnt marks on his arms.

"Hehe, you have good resistance to blows." Slaughter, wearing a black robe, looked at Xia Shang in the wall and sneered.

"Don't be complacent, the motherland will be here soon, I don't believe you can escape this time." Xia Shang leaned forward, pressed his hands on the walls on both sides, and pulled himself out.

"The motherland is indeed a bit difficult, but I am not afraid of him."

Red flames rose from Slaughter's body, and bursts of high temperature were emitted. At this time, he was like a 'fire man', and the tumbling and jumping flames covered his entire body.

For a time, the air was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if a more intense battle could break out at any time.

"As written in the data, this guy Massacre can control fire." Victor, whose wounds were gradually healing, looked at the two people who were confronting each other with an ugly face. His mood seemed to sink to the bottom of the valley. You know, in the task assigned to him by Stryker, the target is not only the Homelander, but also the mutant in front of him - Massacre.

Beep beep! ! At this moment, a rapid and piercing alarm sounded suddenly throughout the room.

"What a pity, I almost killed you just now." Massacre shook his head and put away the flames on his body, "But there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. When my Water Club develops, the Homelander, you, and the Jer Company behind you will all be completely destroyed by me."

After saying that, he glanced at Victor on the side, then flashed, grabbed Victor's shoulder, and teleported out of the laboratory.

"Mr. Jervis, are you okay?" The guards in the laboratory rushed over after hearing the alarm.

"I'm fine, but Victor escaped."

Xia Shang said expressionlessly.

"You need to keep what happened just now strictly confidential. By the way, remember to find someone to repair this room."

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That night, a wanted order for Victor appeared in the latest serialization of the Weiss Daily.

"It seems that you have a good harvest tonight." In a casino in Washington, the silver-haired Quicksilver sat on the sofa and looked at the King of Cards who was walking towards him.

"Not bad, I have good luck tonight." The King of Cards hummed a tune and rubbed the two black chips in his hand. He seemed to be in a good mood. He picked up a glass of amber whiskey from a waitress's tray, and then flicked a chip worth fifty dollars into the waitress's bottomless cleavage.

"Thank you very much for your gift. You are definitely the most handsome and generous guest I have ever seen." The waitress smiled charmingly and threw a wink at the King of Cards.

To be honest, she was willing to have a short but beautiful friendship with the British-style guest in front of her.

"Thank you, I have friends waiting for me." As an old fox who has been through many battles, the King of Cards understood the waitress's thoughts at a glance, "But I have time later, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you, a beautiful lady, for a drink."

"I'm very happy."

The waitress raised her lips, turned around and walked towards the gambling table not far away with her slender legs. Looking at her swaying beautiful figure, the King of Cards licked his lips and his heart gradually became hot.

"Do you have a date with that woman tonight?" Quicksilver asked.

"Little brat, this is not something you should know." After spending a few days with Quicksilver, the King of Cards discovered that Quicksilver's actual age was much younger than he looked, and this guy didn't even have a driver's license. It wasn't that Quicksilver didn't want to take the test, but he hadn't reached the age required by the law. In other words, Quicksilver was probably only fourteen or fifteen years old. God knows what this guy ate to grow up. Even if he took hormones as a meal, he shouldn't grow so fast.

"Tsk, do you think I'm interested?" Quicksilver curled his lips in disdain, and then shook the newspaper in his hand, "Have you heard of Sabertooth Tiger Victor? There is a wanted poster for him in the Weiss Daily."

"Victor! Do you mean Sabertooth Tiger Victor?"

When the King of Cards heard this name, his expression instantly lost control, and his tone was horrified. If you look closely, you can even see deep fear in his eyes. Of course, he was not afraid of Victor himself, but the terrifying and huge evil organization behind him.

"Do you know him?"

"Nonsense, it was him and a few other guys who put me in the mutant prison on Three Mile Island. It was hell on earth. I lived there for two years." The King sat down next to Quicksilver and said irritably: "This guy won't come to Washington, is he here to take me back? But how could he provoke the Jier Company? The Weiss Newspaper is a Jier Company property."

"Wait a minute, I don't seem to understand what you are saying?" Listening to the King's mumbling, Quicksilver asked curiously: "Why did Victor take you back? What is the mutant prison?"

The King, who had just hooked up with the waitress, was in a completely different mood at the moment. He held the wine glass tightly, and his frown seemed to be able to kill a fly.

"Huh..." He slowly exhaled the turbid air in his lungs, and said in a heavy tone: "Do you remember what I reminded you before?"

"Isn't it just not to show off your abilities in front of others?" Quicksilver took out a piece of gum from his pocket, tore open the package, put it in his mouth and chewed, "That guy's cards are bad, he will lose badly."

He looked at a man sitting at the card table a few meters away and said.

"I'm not in the mood to listen to your nonsense." The King of Cards followed his gaze and saw that the man's expression became as pale as his parents died after opening the cards, and he inserted his fingers into his hair in regret. (End of this chapter)