American comics: From the old Uncle Wolf, he becomes omniscient and omnipotent

Chapter 122 0119: Organ transplantation, multiple abilities in one

Different from the nights in Hell's Kitchen, New York, the nightlife in the North District of this city is relatively rich and lively. In addition, it is a tourist city. The bars are densely populated, neon lights are flashing, and the crowds on the dance floor sway to the dynamic music.

A tall and thin man walked through the crowd. He squeezed past two people and sat directly in front of the bar. He patted the table and said, "Same as before."

"Joy, you haven't been at work lately? Why do you have time to drink every day?"

The bartender knew the man and smiled as he poured him a glass of golden liquor.

"I've been on vacation for a long time recently."

The man named Joey had a deep voice and was a European. The protruding bones on both sides of his thin face were obvious.

While he was drinking, his eyes kept looking around, and the thick dark circles around his eyes revealed worry and fear.

"I heard that your colleague had an accident?"

The bartender asked casually while wiping his glass.

boom!

Joey stood up suddenly, grabbed the bartender by the collar, and with bulging veins on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Who told you that?"

"Hey, I was just talking casually. Besides, you said these words when you were drunk."

The bartender was so frightened that he dropped his glass on the ground and pushed Joey. Seeing this, the people around him quickly stepped forward to start a fight, fearing that they would start a fight.

"Feel sorry."

Joey realized that he had lost his temper, let go of the bartender, smoothed his clothes, and kept apologizing, "Sorry, work has made me a little out of control recently. I went to the alley behind to have a cigarette."

Click.

In the alley behind the bar, strong winds were pouring in from both ends. Joey hugged his coat tightly in the cold wind. He leaned against the wall and tried to light a fire several times, but still couldn't light the cigarette.

Snapped!

Until, a hand stretched out from the side and lit the cigarette with a windproof lighter. It was a tall young man, but the dim light made it difficult to see his face.

Joey glanced at him, coughed a few times, lowered his head and took a big sip, "Thank you."

"Why don't you smoke it inside? The wind won't be polite to you here. If you take one puff, it will take half a stick."

the young man asked as he put away his lighter.

"It's too stuffy in there, and it always reminds me of bad things."

Joey blew out white smoke and flicked off a large piece of ashes.

The young man next to him suddenly sneered and said, "Is it because all your colleagues are dead?"

"I do not understand what you are saying."

Joey was stunned for a moment and raised his head warily.

The next second, he froze. With the faint light coming in from outside the alley entrance, he could clearly see the young man's appearance.

His fingers stiffened, he pretended to be calm and put out the cigarette butt, and said, "I'm going back."

"Before you leave, you have to explain to me and my friends why Hydra wants you to do this."

Rojo put a hand on Joey's shoulder without exerting any force, but Joey felt dizzy. He wanted to resist, but his head began to feel dizzy and his vision became blurry. Then he staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

When Joey opened his eyes again.

The scene was not the alley behind the bar, but a cold and dusty warehouse. The moonlight outside the window was dazzling. He touched his neck and the ability-inhibiting collar was firmly fastened around his neck.

"Wake up, you hid quite deep, we almost didn't find you."

Seeing that he was awake, Rojo said, "Joy, you are the guy in the gray robe, right?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about. I am a legal citizen and what you are doing is kidnapping."

Joey said as he tried to free his hands from being tied behind his back.

"Shut your mouth."

Logan Howlett kicked him over, holding a gray robe and a dark red metal helmet in his hand.

He asked a white-haired, hook-nosed old man behind him, "Eric, is this your helmet? I just found it at this guy's residence." "The people from the Ten Rings Gang robbed it before. I thought it would be back in my hands."

Eric Lensherr took it with emotion and put it on steadily. His eyes became deeper and sharper in a trance.

"It still looks pleasing to your eyes when you wear it."

Logan smiled.

"Are you Magneto?"

Joey recognized the old man.

"It seems that you know Eric, so you'd better tell us everything about Hydra so that no one will get hurt."

In fact, Logan Howlett knew about Joey's role.

Rojo has just read Joey's memory. Joey is just a pawn in Hydra's plan. Everything he did came from within SHIELD, and he stepped up the investigation of Hydra. Hydra's leaders within S.H.I.E.L.D. hope to distract S.H.I.E.L.D. through the struggle between mutants and agents.

Therefore, Hydra designed all of this. From the very beginning, when Agent Hill received the order and conveyed the task to Rojo and the others, they began to plan carefully.

Joey, who was tied to the ground, knew he couldn't escape, so he didn't hide it anymore and told the plan himself.

The first half was the same as what Rojo read and relayed. In the second half, Joey said: "Actually, the plan at the beginning was very detailed. Hydra didn't think you would risk hijacking the plane to save Eric Lensheer, so Nine At least 70% of Hydra's later plans have not been carried out, but I didn't expect you to rob S.H.I.E.L.D. against everyone's expectations, which allowed Hydra's plan to be implemented ahead of schedule."

"But Hydra didn't guess that we could catch you."

Rojo said.

"So what if you catch me? I don't know anything about Hydra's internal affairs within SHIELD. I can't help you identify anyone."

Joey paused and said darkly: "Besides, I won't live long."

"Wait a minute, you won't die suddenly, right?"

Logan still remembered what happened last time, and he didn't want it to happen again.

"No, my death was due to the injection of ability potion."

Joey said: "Magnetic control is not my original ability. Hydra has been studying mutants internally. They have cultivated many experimental subjects, removed the organs of the experimental subjects, and tried to transplant them into other mutants or ordinary people. To have multiple abilities concentrated in one person, I was unfortunate and fortunate to be the chosen mutant.”

"Multiple abilities in one?"

Logan couldn't help but look at Rojo. If Hydra knew that there was actually a perfect sample next to him, they would probably get it at all costs.

"A crazy idea."

Lorna, who had been silent, pursed her lips.

Luo Huo coughed lightly and ignored the two men's hints and teasing. He was more concerned about Hydra's experimental project, "Go on."

Joey looked at Eric and said, "They transplanted the internal organs of Magneto's clone into me, giving me unstable magnetic field control."

"Using organ transplantation is indeed in line with Hydra's approach."

Rojo remembered that within Hydra, there was a leader who was eager to obtain immortality through genetic modification.

"Not entirely. The internal organs are just auxiliary. What really gives me this ability is the medicine. However, my body has always been rejecting it, and those organs and internal organs have been aging."

Joey lowered his head and said weakly.

"Crazy greedy."

Eric sighed and shook his head, but he didn't have much emotion. He had seen too many things like this, especially in this era when mutants were weak, they were like a meal on the plate for everyone to choose from.

Joey was originally forced to perform the task, and he had no resentment or hostility towards Rojo and the others.

He then sighed and said: "You can't escape the clutches of Hydra. They are everywhere. Now SHIELD is standing on the opposite side of you. Although I am sorry, there is nothing I can do."

Rojo didn't have the slightest worry. Instead, he said relaxedly: "You don't have to worry about this issue. As long as you admit that you are a gray-robed man and tell the story of Hydra's plan, I will help you handle other matters."

(End of this chapter)