At this time.
Logan continued to slap the table to convey his opinion:
"I know a guy who can break through to anywhere."
Chapter 545 A Man as Happy as the Wind
It was noon, the sun was shining brightly, on a main road outside New York.
A four-wheel drive vintage car was traveling at a steady speed. Hank was the driver. Charles, sitting in the passenger seat, still had a weathered beard, but he had changed into a set of clean casual clothes that looked a bit more human.
Knowing that Raven is related to the doomsday disaster of the future world and that she has to rescue Magneto who has rebelled against them, Charles and Hank both look solemn and have a lot on their minds.
Sitting in the back seat of the vintage car were Caesar and Azazo. They were wearing sunglasses and holding tall glasses of red wine, tasting it happily. This was in stark contrast to the nervousness of Hank and the other man. If someone didn't know better, they would have thought they were going on vacation.
Hank sighed and said nervously, "Teachers, please pay attention to the atmosphere. Raven was once your student. Besides, with you two here, why should we use this means of transportation?"
Caesar smiled as if it was a matter of course and said, "I've said it before. The initiative in this incident lies with you. It remains to be seen whether Azazo and I will intervene. At least for now, I have no intention or idea of taking action."
"All right."
Hank could do nothing about it, but with Caesar and Azazo following him, at least his life could be ensured, which was equivalent to the strongest life-saving backup.
"If you two don't take action, it will depend on whether the helpers this future cat finds for us are useful." Charles crossed his arms, lowered his eyes, and looked at Garfield, who was sitting in front of the car window, constantly pointing the way, like a toy decoration in the car.
Following Logan's navigation, the classic car finally stopped in front of a villa-style residence. As soon as the car door opened and everyone got out of the car, Caesar seemed to notice something. His hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and a knowing smile appeared on his face.
It turns out that the helper who can break through anywhere is him...
"Is this the place?" Hank looked at Garfield in surprise. Garfield ignored him and walked along the steps of the yard towards the wooden door.
I rang the doorbell, and soon a beautiful lady with a pretty face opened the door. When she saw a group of people standing outside the door, she bowed and apologized quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, what did he steal again? I will definitely pay the original price!"
"Young master, there's something wrong with this room." Azazo, who was standing at the back, pointed at the carpet at the door and spoke to Caesar in a low voice.
The carpet looked as if it had been trampled countless times, and the fur on it was almost bald, leaving traces like a train had run over it.
Caesar smiled but said nothing. Although Azazo often made a fuss and was overly cautious, he was right this time. There was something wrong with this house. The reason for it was that a being with special abilities was born here.
"We need to take a look at him," Charles said bluntly.
"Sure, he's downstairs." The beautiful woman was very considerate and waved her hand to invite everyone to go to the basement.
In the basement.
When Charles and his party entered the room, they saw that it was filled with various entertainment facilities, including a ping-pong table and video game consoles. The corners of the wall were also filled with various groceries, from expensive color TVs to drinks and snacks, all counted by batch.
A silver-haired young man in a jacket was sitting in front of a game console and playing video games. However, the speed at which his hands operated the keyboard produced blurred afterimages, which exceeded the limits of human dynamic vision.
"Are you Pete?" Charles narrowed his eyes to make himself less dazzled.
"Yes, you can also call me Quicksilver. What do you want to do? I have been at home all day and have not left the house."
Quicksilver turned into a shadow and left the game console with a strong wind. He swung the ping-pong racket and kept switching positions at a very fast speed, actually playing table tennis with himself.
In less than three seconds, Quicksilver seemed to be tired of playing. He came to the sofa, crossed his legs and lay down, looking up at Charles and his group at the door.
"Don't worry, we are not the police." Charles said.
"Of course you are not, otherwise why would you drive a rental car here?" Quicksilver showed an expression that showed he already knew it.
Charles was surprised and said, "You've never been out before, how do you know we're driving a rental car?"
"I just went out to check when you guys came here. I also took a look at your car rental contract. Are you the FBI?"
Quicksilver smiled triumphantly, and with another whoosh, he disappeared from the sofa.
A moment later, Charles felt a gust of wind passing by him, and then Quicksilver was behind him, holding his ID card in his hand. He finished reading it and concluded, "Oh, not the FBI, the training school for gifted young people - what is that place?"
"That was just the past..."
Charles' eyes became brighter and brighter. He knew so many mutants, but he had never seen one with such extraordinary abilities.
"Is it teleportation?" Hank was also confused.
"No." Azazor's face was more solemn than ever. He vaguely saw the shadow of the young master in the other person.
"It's just pure speed."
Caesar looked at Quicksilver calmly. Quicksilver also noticed him and disappeared from the spot like the wind. After he used his super speed ability, time seemed to stop at this moment.
"You go out with guards. I want to see where you come from."
Quicksilver ignored Charles and others who were standing still like statues, and walked straight towards Caesar. But when he got in front of Caesar, he was surprised to find a pair of eyes moving quietly downwards, staring straight at him.
"How can it be… "
Quicksilver opened his mouth in surprise, but he couldn't communicate with words when experiencing the world at high speed. He staggered and almost fell to the ground, but was gently pushed back by a hand.
'Snapped!!'
In the perception of others, two gusts of wind collided in the room, and then a figure flew out, but it was Quicksilver who lay back on the sofa.
Quicksilver, with messy silver hair, stood up in doubt and stared at Caesar among the crowd, "Did you see me just now? Not only did you see me, but you also kept up with my speed?"
"You walk so slowly, of course you can see it." Caesar shrugged.
The others looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Slow? They had no idea what had just happened! Their eyes and senses could not follow even a little bit.
"you."
Quicksilver swallowed, "You're not my dad, are you? No, you're so young, maybe you're my brother!"
"Kid, watch your words!" Azazor looked at Quicksilver angrily. Even with his ability to teleport, he was unable to stop the other party from approaching Caesar.
"Alright, Quicksilver boy."
Charles interrupted them and got straight to the point: "I need your help. I want you to sneak into a heavily guarded place and rescue someone."
"Okay, no problem!" Quicksilver agreed very readily.
"You don't have any conditions?" Charles asked curiously.
"have."
Quicksilver pointed at Caesar and said excitedly: "I want to compete with him to see who runs faster!"
Chapter 546 The World's First Mutant