"Noisy!"
Magneto glanced calmly at the security guard who was blocking the road and waved his hand.
With a creaking sound, the iron frame of the seat next to it was torn off the ground by a huge force.
A row of iron pipes, pulled by an invisible force, floated in the air in front of Magneto, aiming at the security guard in front of him!
"Gudong!"
The security guard looked at a row of iron pipes hanging in the air pointing at him. One end of the broken iron pipe was like a sharp spear tip, flashing a cold light, and pointing at him.
If it gets stabbed, it will probably be more than just a bloody hole.
Think of the tragedy of being pierced by these iron pipes.
The security guard felt his legs and feet go weak, and he swallowed and moved to the side.
Wow!
When everyone in the conference hall saw this scene, they were immediately shocked.
Those who are qualified to be invited to participate in this auction are either rich or noble. At the very least, they have passed the capital verification process and have a net worth of billions.
Supernatural powers are no secret among these upper-class people in society, and it is precisely because of this that they know the horror of these supernatural people that is covered up by the government.
They couldn't guarantee that the fight between these thugs with super powers would not affect them.
Seeing Magneto's actions, some wealthy people who were close to the door quietly stood up and slipped towards the door.
The red-haired man looked at Magneto and subconsciously stood up and reached for the compound bow behind him.
When he touched it, he realized that in order to avoid security checks, the bows and arrows were left on the boat outside.
"Hill?"
The red-haired man looked at Magneto walking towards the auction booth, and couldn't help but look at his colleague beside him, eager to try.
"Wait a minute, Hawkeye, the director wants us to keep a close eye on Eric Lansherr's movements instead of provoking him!"
Agent Hill pressed the micro-earphone on the side of his ear and reported the situation at the scene in a low voice.
"Experimental data of mutants, experiments on transforming ordinary people into mutants!..."
The other end of the tiny earphone.
In the top-floor office of the Trident Building, there is an empty room with sunlight shining onto the desk through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows.
An orange cat was lying in the sun, yawning lazily.
"Hill, how confident are you that you can get these experimental data!?"
Nick Fury, wearing his unchanging black windbreaker, sat at his desk. The computer screen in front of him was displaying a satellite map of the longitude and latitude coordinates. In the center of the map, a red dot kept flashing and moving.
"I'm not sure, sir. This is Magneto. Unless you allow the use of weapon A17, Hawkeye and I alone cannot complete this mission!"
Agent Hill calmly denied Nick Fury's idea through the micro-communicator.
Magneto Eric Lansherr is the most dangerous one in any organization's database rating.
With the ability to control magnetic fields, he can be said to be able to rival an entire army alone in today's city filled with steel jungles.
What's more, he is not alone. The Brotherhood of Mutants formed by Magneto is an important supernatural force even in the supernatural world.
"Weapon A17!" Nick Fury repeated, rejecting Hill's proposal.
It’s not that Nick Fury is soft-hearted, but Magneto is the polar opposite of mutants, and in Nick Fury’s eyes, his greatest role is to balance another more terrifying guy.
He didn't want to face someone who could easily read his thoughts. In the eyes of a seasoned agent, it was like walking naked on the street, with no sense of security or privacy.
If given a choice, Nick Fury would rather run naked on the street than face the professor.
"You and Hawkeye must act according to circumstances. If you can't get it, find a chance to destroy this batch of research data! We can't let this batch of research data fall into Magneto's hands!
Hill, Eric Lansherr is an out-and-out racist. If he gets the method to transform ordinary people into mutants, the consequences will be disastrous. Stop him!"
"Understood!" Hill tapped his earlobes twice, turned off the micro-communicator, and then conveyed Nick Fury's order to Hawkeye.
"Destroy this batch of information?"
Hawkeye pursed his lips in the direction of the booth, motioning Hill to look over there: "I don't have my bow and arrow with me, do you have any good ideas?"
At this time, Magneto had already passed the security guard and came to the auction table.
The beautiful auctioneer pretended to be calm and looked at Magneto, but when she saw the sharp hollow iron pipes surrounding Magneto, her legs began to tremble.
Magneto ignored the auctioneer and walked directly to the safe, stretched out his arm, and opened his palm towards the safe door.
Creak! There was a sound of heavy metal twisting against each other.
As Magneto clenched his fist heavily, the heavy metal safe seemed to be crushed by an invisible force, and then the door of the safe was pulled out directly.
Rows of transparent test tubes were revealed, each with a label printed with numbers, gender, age, and ability.
Obviously, this safe contains the genetic samples of the 156 mutants.
Magneto picked up a test tube and was about to turn over the information posted on it when the saber-toothed tiger behind him suddenly roared.
Sabretooth has been following Magneto. Apart from his tall and strong figure and loose hair, he is silent like a transparent man.
Just as Magneto picked up the test tube, the saber-toothed tiger suddenly twitched its nostrils, jumped out, and pounced on Magneto from behind with its claws.
Ten sharp nails crossed and cut through the air like a large cat hunting.
The saber-toothed tiger pounced, and the air seemed to ripple. When he landed, nearly half of his right fingernails were dyed bright red.
Blood kept dripping down his fingers.
A figure in camouflage uniform suddenly appeared behind Magneto.
He fell to his knees with a thud, and struggled to cover his neck with both hands. A gurgling sound kept coming out of his mouth, and blood gushed out from between his fingers like a fountain.
"Invisibility, is this your ability?"
Magneto turned around and looked at the man in camouflage clothes kneeling on the ground, smiled, stretched out his hand, raised it up, and then waved it down.
The dozen or so iron pipes surrounding him changed direction, with one end of the sharp pipes flying upwards, and then when they approached the top of the cabin, they swooped down quickly like a group of nimble fish.
During the falling process, more than a dozen iron pipes kept splitting, and the surrounding metal objects, as if encountering a strong magnet, all merged into it.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
Dozens of iron pipes with sharpened ends were interspersed in the air around Magneto!
“Ah!” “Ah!”
Sharp screams were heard and streams of blood gushed out from the hollow iron pipes.
(I…, today the editor informed me that it will be put on the shelves tomorrow, I have no manuscripts saved, no preparation, I will put it on the shelves naked, it’s totally off the mark)