Marvel: I am the leader of the mutant race

Chapter 146 146 Mark, change your clothes!
Leaning on crutches, Harrow walked slowly to Leila, who was still conscious, although her body was exhausted.

He gently smashed the crutch in his hand on the ground only a few centimeters away from Laila's forehead, then bent down, and his bewitching voice sounded the next moment: "I know what you want to know, I know you are there What information was obtained from the intelligence website, but I can tell you responsibly that the person who killed your father was not me, the person who killed your father was..."

"Your boyfriend——Mark Spector!"

Facing Lila's eyes that were mixed with disbelief and anger, Harrow asked in a sad tone: "What kind of person do you think your boyfriend is? A man with superpowers wearing a battle suit? A man with justice in his heart." A superhero who destroys evil?”

"No! No!"

Harrow slammed the cane on the floor. The next moment, a faint purple energy entered Laila's brain. The latter only felt that her vision was in a trance, and then she saw a person in the vast desert. Simple camp.

The feeling now is very strange. Laila found that she could see and hear, but she could not speak or move. It was like she had entered some kind of strange memory, or she was having a lucid dream... while she was still there When I was wondering where this place was, Harrow's voice appeared in my ears again:

"Come on, let me show you your boyfriend's true face."

After the words fell, Laila's perspective was instantly pulled into the simple camp that was not close to her just now.From her perspective, what she saw was an extremely chaotic scene: countless disheveled men ran out of their tents in a panic. The reason why these people were so panicked was because behind them, there were thirty or forty people. A heavily armed, mercenary-looking man was arresting them.

Just a frightened glance from the dim bonfire was enough for Laila to recognize the identities of these hunted people: those familiar and unfamiliar faces always appeared frequently in the letters sent home by her father. In the photo - this is the archaeological team that my father is on!
"Let's find out where the two protagonists are today."

The annoying voice of Harrow sounded again, and Laila's vision suddenly blurred. The world in her eyes was divided into one left and one right, two distinct pictures. After she glanced at the picture on the left, He immediately recognized Mark, who was holding a gun among the mercenaries. Looking at the picture on the right, his father wearing a red scarf suddenly came into view.

"Okay, the protagonist is found!"

Harrow's voice showed excitement: "Let's skip those complicated plots and directly witness the horrific scene that happened in the uninhabited desert that night!"

The screen jumped again, and one by one of the disheveled archaeological team members who fled in a hurry, all were captured by the mercenaries. Each of their heads was covered with a black linen hood, and everyone's Their hands were tied behind their backs, and they were less than half a meter apart, kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered, waiting for their fate to be judged.

Although Laila couldn't see the faces of these people, through the red scarf woven by herself, she still saw her father with a black linen hood on his head and kneeling on the ground like other archaeological team members. Not only that, he I also saw my boyfriend, Mark, standing behind his father, holding a gun and whose exact expression was unclear!

"Tut, chug...!"

The sudden sound of gunshots broke the silence in the desert. A stream of bullets was shot from behind the group of mercenaries standing with guns, accurately hitting the sandy ground only half a step away from the former.

"What are you waiting for! Shoot!"

A man's voice was carried by the strong wind in the desert at night and floated into the ears of the mercenaries standing with guns. As if they were given a program of instruction codes, these mercenaries pulled the bolts of their guns without saying a word and fired at them. Looking at the hooded archaeological team members in front of him, he pulled the trigger...

The scene shattered instantly. At the last second when her sight stayed here, Laila saw a bright red flower of blood burst out from the forehead of her father's hooded head, and the bullet that caused this flower of blood to bloom was her own. It was shot from the gun held by her boyfriend Mark!
"Your boyfriend, Mark Spector, is a lackey of the moon god Kongsu."

After returning to reality, Laila, who had not had time to recover from what she had just seen, heard Haro's very bewildering voice in her ears again: "This is a childish, moody god. , He always talks about justice, shouting "I am the real justice"..."

Accompanied by the sound of crutches hitting the ground and footsteps hitting the ground, Harrow continued: "Kongsu punishes those who have committed crimes. His punishment comes too late. He will wait until his lackey, your boyfriend Yueguang, When the knights took action, people were already suffering... Kong Su, ignore all this happening!"

"but!"

Harrow's voice suddenly became high and full of faith: "Amit is different!"

"Amit knows Kongsu's character very well. She wants to eradicate all evil from the root, that is, to judge the evil people who are about to commit crimes before they are committed!"

"So we have to raise him, don't we, followers of Amit?"

Harrow's last words were addressed to all the "community residents" who were standing quietly.

Without exception, these "community residents" gave positive responses:
"Resurrect Amit!"

"Resurrect Amit!"

"Resurrect Amit!"

"...!"

Amid a wave of louder noises, Harrow raised the crutch in his hand high above his head. He opened his mouth, and one person's voice could even suppress the voices of hundreds of people present: "Ah! Mitt will eradicate the root of evil! Amit will light the way to good!”

"And all this!"

All the sounds in the hall disappeared, and a silence more powerful than the roar of mountains and tsunamis bombarded Laila's heart for an instant. After regaining some strength, she raised her head, only to see Harrow looking at her with a serious look on his face. Said: "It has something to do with the golden scarab that Mark Spector took away from me!"

Harrow didn't notice Laila's sudden rapid breathing and slightly contracted pupils. He placed the crutches on the ground again, and while circling Laila on the ground, he introduced the function of the golden scarab: "The function of the scarab is a compass. , it can lead us to Amit’s tomb, where he awaits us, eager to be reborn.”

Laila closed her eyes and tried hard to calm down her inner uneasiness. Thanks to Mark's repeated warnings after handing the golden scarab to her, the scarab was carried close to her body in the compartment of Laila's backpack. With.

"The cruel evildoers deserve to be judged by Amit. After their wails, we can usher in a new world without sin!"

After saying this, Harrow suddenly leaned down on crutches. He looked at Laila, who looked a little strange, and thought that she was deceived by his speech: "Beautiful Miss Laila, I am very sorry to put you in this situation. Such a situation, but there is no other way." He bent down and reached for the backpack on Laila's back, but he didn't see the latter holding her breath because of nervousness at this moment!

Fortunately, the mezzanine design of the backpack is very reasonable, and among the low-sighted followers of Amit, Harrow, who calls himself the envoy of Amit, is not willing to destroy the gentleman image he has worked so hard to build. He simply He rummaged around for a while, took out Laila's cell phone, and then took his hand out again.

"Now."

Harrow squatted in front of Laila and opened the phone in front of her. After some operations, he finally found the contact named "Dear Mark" and dialed his number directly.In Laila's frightened and confused eyes, he smiled and said: "I need you as my hostage in exchange for the golden scarab in Mark's hand."

"Dududu! Dududu!"

Along with the ordinary dialing sound, the entire hall fell into silence again.

"beep!"

The call was finally connected. Before the person on the other end could speak, Harrow introduced himself before Mark could: "I'm Arthur Harrow, hello, Mark!"

"What!"

On the other end of the phone, Mark, who had just charged his cell phone enough to be able to turn it on, his expression suddenly changed. Subconsciously, he immediately pressed the hands-free button and turned his gaze to Yuri, who had an equally surprised look on his side: without him, the two of them. I was about to go to Laila's place to get the golden scarab, but I didn't expect that the latter fell directly into the hands of the enemy for some reason!
"Are you surprised, my dear Mark?"

Harrow put the phone in front of Laila and said to the latter with some pride: "Talk to your little boyfriend and tell him that if he wants you to be safe and sound, give me what I want in exchange. "

For Laila now, time is the key to life and death. Before Harrow could finish speaking, she immediately pretended to be extremely angry and yelled into the phone: "Mark Specter! You bastard Damn shameless executioner! I want you to save me right now with that damn golden scarab that you don’t know the so-called bullshit! I want to confront you!”

Yuri, who was about to listen attentively, was shaken by the sudden roar and had to turn his head. He looked at Mark, and the two understood each other's meaning as soon as their eyes met: they didn't realize that the scarab was actually on Laila!
Mark nodded, and also pretended to be extremely frightened and angry and typed into the phone: "You damn bastards! What on earth did you do to Lila! Let her go quickly, or I will destroy the scarab now. !”

"you dare!?"

Harrow didn't care about his gentlemanly demeanor, he put the phone to his lips and said seriously: "If you dare to do that, I assure you Mark, what you will get is a man who has been tortured by us so that he can't see his human form." Leila!”

Seeing that Mark wanted to say goodbye to the other person, Yuri quickly reached out to stop him. He lowered his voice and said to Mark with gestures: "Ask him for his address!"

After hearing this, Mark quickly suppressed the excitement in his heart. After a few seconds of silence, he threatened the receiver of the phone with an extremely sure tone: "If my Laila is harmed by even one hair being broken by your place, ...Believe me, Hello, I have the ability to completely destroy the golden scarab in an instant in front of you!"

"Now, tell me your location!"

The seriousness on Harrow's face in the hall was replaced by a smile. He quickly reported his location, and then used an extremely gentlemanly tone to soothe Mark's emotions across from him: "Don't worry, Mark, there is nothing between us. Any irreconcilable hatred, as long as you return the scarab to me, not only will I not hurt Laila, but if you are willing, we can also become friends..."

"Dudududu!"

The blind tone from Laila's mobile phone interrupted Hello. The latter stared at the phone interface where the call ended, and then turned off the phone nonchalantly, and waved his hand to the Amit fanatics beside him. He beckoned and said, "Untie our beautiful hostage Miss Laila, give her the best environment, and satisfy all her demands that are not excessive, but remember, don't let her run away before Mark comes with the golden scarab!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, several activists immediately untied the rope from Laura's wrist.

After that, Laila, who had regained some strength, stretched out her hand towards Harrow and said in a cold tone: "Cell phone!"

"Oh!"

Harrow, who was about to turn around and leave, nodded in hindsight. He returned the phone to Laila's hand, and at the same time continued to give instructions to his subordinates: "Give our Miss Laila the remaining poison in her body." , if when Mark arrives he finds that his woman doesn’t even have the strength to walk, I’m afraid we won’t know what we did to this beautiful young lady!”

A group of fanatics looked at each other and smiled when they heard the words, a smile that understood everything appeared on their faces.

While Laila was still thinking about how to escape from being surrounded and monitored by so many people, Mark and Yuri were also busy working hard in Steve's apartment.

The address given by Harrow was very detailed, accurate to which city, which neighborhood, which building, and which house number, but these were of no use to Yuri. His plan was to open the teleportation gate and catch the other party off guard, but the teleportation to a A place that was completely unfamiliar to him needed coordinates rather than a house number!
“Use Google Maps to bring up real-life images.”

As Steve complained, Mark found a lot of special equipment that did not belong to the former from various unexpected places in the apartment. After some operations, a clear panoramic map was displayed on Yuri in front of.

The latter picked up the tablet displaying the map and used his index finger to drag the screen back and forth for dozens of meters. After making sure that he could completely restore the environment here in his mind, he clicked on the mark with confidence. nodded.

Confirm the coordinates of the destination and current location, mobilize the power of space...

"Mark! Change your clothes!"

With his soft drink, Mark on the side quickly summoned the third set of Moonlight Knight uniform. The next moment the latter was ready, a blue portal quietly opened in front of the two of them!

…………

(End of this chapter)