West Wing of the White House, peripheral buildings.
"This is simply a trap! How can humans accept us? What Xiao said makes sense. Genes are the only criterion for determining the level of a population. Mutants are better, so they are rejected."
The rising star Drake, who was dressed like a hippie, was playing with the Dupont lighter in his hand while creating noisy noise and uneasy panic.
"Don't let your guard down, Regan. They may be discussing next door right now on how to trick mutants onto the operating table so that they can carry out those evil and cruel scientific experiments."
Regan, the Iceman, who was leaning on the sofa and quietly reading the National Geographic magazine, shook his head and asked, "Where did you hear all this news?"
"Miss Frost will not tolerate this happening. The reason why she is willing to cooperate with humans is to create a better future for her fellow humans, not to lead us to hell."
"But that's what's written in novels."
Rising Star Drake shrugged and curled his lips and said: "The government is the bad guy, the big companies are the bad guys, the scientists are the bad guys... Only little minions like us can save the world."
"Besides, Regan, the Miss Frost you say is an informer. Can the club trust someone who has betrayed his own countrymen?"
Hearing that last sentence seemed to stimulate Iceman Regan.
The movement of turning the pages of the book suddenly stopped, and his face turned red, as if he was insulted.
He stared at his friend who kept opening and closing the lighter, and said in a cold tone: "Shut up, Derek! Otherwise, it's hard for me to guarantee that I won't blow your two front teeth away with my fists!"
"Wow! Good old Regan is angry and wants to find someone to fight? Is it because I told the truth and hurt the perfect goddess in your mind?"
Rising Star Drake said sinisterly, and his exaggerated tone attracted everyone else's attention.
There were more than twenty members of the Hellfire Club sitting in this spacious reception room.
Most of them are young people who were once loyal supporters of Sebastian Shaw and staunch radicals.
A handful of people, barely moderates, sat on the couches on the other side.
There is a clear distinction between the two parties.
Mutants have never been unified within themselves, especially when it comes to integrating into society and their attitudes toward humans.
"Drake, I'm warning you! Be careful with what you say! Miss Frost is not a traitor or informant! She saved the mutants in the club. Without her, we would have been killed by Sebastian Shaw, that war Criminals and cold-blooded butchers are at their mercy!"
Iceman Regan glared at the other party fiercely, with some anger hidden in his tone.
It's like being exposed and getting angry.
Not long ago, the White Queen went to Poland and compiled conclusive evidence of the atrocities committed by Sebastian Shaw in Auschwitz and put it in front of the club members.
As Luke said, if you want to whitewash someone, you only need to discredit the companions who stand with him or her - in any era, who is worse than the other.
Not to mention, Sebastian Xiao's dark history is indeed too numerous to count, even the work of forgery is saved.
This guy was also able to deceive young people who had little education during World War II when information was not flowing quickly.
If it were the 21st century with the developed Internet, people would have stripped them clean long ago.
"Hehe, who knows if it's true or not. Xiao can't stand up and explain anyway."
Rising star Drake said disdainfully that he was once a big fan of Sebastian Shaw, as was Iceman Regan.
However, as the scandal about Xiao came out, the latter immediately turned from a fan to a fan and became a supporter of the White Queen.
And the rising star Drake still chooses to believe in the extreme statement that is similar to the racial theory of the Third Reich.
"Regan, I advise you to sober up."
Drake, who was originally a prickly-headed rising star, threw the National Geographic magazine on the table, deliberately turned to a page with green savannah, and hinted: "The White Queen and the Superman Major General, their... The relationship is not ordinary.”
"I heard that during the talks on Liberty Island, she knocked on other people's doors late at night and stayed alone for more than an hour... And now, we have been waiting for almost two hours and we haven't seen the White Queen yet. , and Major General Superman."
When Ice Man Regan heard this, his face turned livid with anger, he clenched his fists, and almost had a picture in his mind.
That expression of grief and anger was very much like that of a good student who learned that the goddess he had a crush on might be having an affair with a bad person from another school behind his back.
At this moment, only the classic "One Cut Plum" can accurately reflect the complex mood of Iceman Regan.
This young man in his twenties did admire the White Queen.
After all, who wouldn’t like a young lady with fair skin, good looks, good temperament, and aloof appearance and long legs
Click! Click!
Due to the emotional stimulation, the cup of coffee held by Ice Man Regan condensed into ice lumps.
The natural abilities of these two young mutants are similar to those of Ice Man and Pyro later.
They are all common energy systems.
However, Iceman Regan's level is not as high as the other one.
He is a Beta, the third level in the mutant hierarchy pyramid.
The room for growth is far less than that of the other Iceman - the other person has Omega-level potential, and the degree of control at the molecular level is only limited by imagination and talent, and has not been clearly shown.
"Of course, on the bright side, the White Queen may not have done it of her own free will."
Rising Star Drake rolled his eyes and changed his attitude: "Xiao died in the hands of Major General Superman, who was an Alpha-level mutant. If even he lost, the Hellfire Club would not be able to resist him."
"In order to protect her compatriots, your goddess had no choice but to succumb to the power of Major General Superman... Doesn't it feel better to say this?"
Iceman Regan's originally loosened palms were clenched again.
The picture in my mind became clearer.
Listening to rising star Drake's words, he felt as if he was being humiliated by a tauren in front of him.
The sense of immersion is really strong!
"You bastard!"
Strong anger, mixed with an inexplicable sense of excitement, and a sense of relief that he didn't even notice, prompted Iceman Regan to wave his fist and pounce on the rising star Drake sitting opposite.
If... that's really the case, maybe I'll feel better.
While Iceman Regan pumped his fist, a humble thought flashed through his mind.
"What are you two doing? This is the White House. If others see it, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?"
Just as Iceman Regan and Rising Star Drake were wrestling, the door to the reception room was pushed open.
When the White Queen saw the two men entangled on the sofa, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly: "Remember, you are representing the Hellfire Club now, so you must pay attention to your image."
Hearing the goddess's words, Iceman Regan quickly released his hands around his neck and kept his distance from the breathless rising star Drake.
"Miss Frost, we were just joking because we were a little bored after waiting too long."
Regan scratched his head and explained awkwardly.
"That's right. I thought the inspection process wouldn't take long. Who knew we would have to wait for the press conference to end. Two hours have almost passed. How was the conversation between Miss Frost and the Superman Major General?"
Nova Drake asked, winking at Iceman Regan.
Obviously, he hasn't forgotten the joke he told before.
"Nothing, just exchanging opinions."
The White Queen's beautiful eyes flashed, and she changed the subject and said, "Also, Luke has been promoted to lieutenant general, so you should be careful about his title."
"Follow me next, Mr. Lieutenant General will meet everyone in the Red Hall."
Iceman Regan walked in front. He stared at the graceful back and couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Why do Miss Frost's clothes look a little wrinkled? (End of chapter)