Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on the iron door, quickly and briefly. Arthur sat up from the bed, came to the window, and looked out.

It's not the FBI. It's not like the Super Seven. They want to enter a house and they don't even knock on the door politely.

What's more, he was knocking on the door next to him, the room where the woman lived.

Is it based on the blood stains to determine which house I live in?

"Who are you?" The girl was dissatisfied and asked loudly.

After finally falling asleep, another group of people came.

"Not here." Marvin, the big black man, took his hand back from behind and said into the headset.

"Look at the one next to it." On the tall building in the distance, Butcher monitored their every move through the Barrett sniper scope.

Kimiko left the house, encouraged by Frankie, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

They are not sure what is waiting for them behind the door, so they need Kimiko, who has strong self-healing ability.

Humanoid human shield.

After no one responded for a long time, the girl gave a friendly reminder: "He doesn't seem to take the initiative to open the door for others."

Marvin nodded slightly and signaled Kimiko to retreat. He took out his pistol, aimed it at the keyhole, and fired several shots. Kimiko kicked the door open.

There was no one in the house.

Entering the house, Marvin raised his gun and looked around. French pressed the bread on the plate and said, "It's cold. It seems he left a long time ago."

"We're late."

"Damn."

"No, he ran away from the window." Marvin stroked his right hand over the shoe prints left on the window frame: "We made a big mistake."

"It's a matter of cognition, the first reaction when seeing blood stains," Butcher said with relief, but he did not take Barrett back because of this.

Danger never stops, especially when dealing with people with super powers.

Wow!

The window suddenly shattered, and Arthur jumped in from the window. He had been lying on the wall of the house, and everyone was caught off guard.

Butcher pulled the trigger, and the bullet almost grazed Arthur's scalp: "I know you guys, you escaped last time."

Huddled behind Marvin, Butcher cursed secretly.

"Let him go!" Frankie yelled, veins popping up on his forehead.

"Put down the gun and let the guy on the other side roll over, or I'll shoot his head off!" Arthur's eyes were red.

Butcher's furious voice came from the headset: "I will blow your head off after you kill him."

"Oh oh oh, calm down." Marvin raised his hands: "We are in the same group."

"Shut up!" Arthur fixed Marvin's neck with one hand and shouted: "How did you find this place?"

He clearly remembered that there was no tracker implanted in him, and there were no surveillance cameras in this area.

"How the hell did you find me?" He repeated it again, word by word, his voice gradually getting louder. He had to figure this out.

Otherwise, even if they can be found, will the Walter Group be far behind?

"You have a tracker on you! You have a tracker on you." Marvin immediately replied.

"What?"

Arthur wondered how he could not know about such a ridiculous thing.

If you open a cut on yourself, it will take a long time for the wound to heal.

But he has never had any surgery since he was caught, and there were no suture wounds on his body.

"Where did you learn that?"

"The lamplighter told us that before you are injected with compound No. 5, a tracker will be implanted in a certain part of your body. At that time, you will be under the effect of anesthesia."

"After the injection of compound No. 5 is completed, mutations will occur on your bodies and the wounds will heal faster."

With a calm voice, Marvin winked at a few people and said comfortingly: "Everyone put down their weapons and sit down together to talk face to face."

French retracted his pistol.

"Okay, everyone, put down your weapons. Butcher, come here. Otherwise, we won't be able to have a good talk."

Butcher chuckled at Marvin's suggestion.

Arthur's heart skipped a beat, his face darkened, he had been calculated, and his movements had always been under Walter's control.

These green pools.

Marvin: "We can work together."

Arthur: "How to cooperate."

"Do you want revenge? Revenge against those guys who experimented on you. We also have grudges against them. How about we help you take out the tracker?"

"I can take it myself." Arthur changed the subject: "But I can consider it."

Just because he can kill Storm Girl doesn't mean he can kill the people of the motherland. The people of the motherland are the strongest thugs of the Walt Group.

It is also the most powerful experimental subject in the world.

However, it seems that there is a soldier boy over there in Russia who has the ability to deactivate Compound No. 5.

The memory is too long, and some details cannot be clearly remembered.

But these guys in front of him were black-robed pickets, he still remembered them.

They do have a grudge against the Super Seven.

"Let that Bitchi outside come to me and let me see your sincerity in cooperating." Arthur still didn't let go.

With a slight nod, Marvin communicated with Butcher.

After a long time, Butcher appeared at the door with Barrett in his arms: "As agreed, I came and delivered the breast milk."

Arthur slowly let go of his arm, Marvin let out a long sigh, and everyone's hearts dropped.

Only Butcher remained vigilant.

He believes that people with super powers can use them, but they cannot completely believe them.

Since there was no machine here that could scan the tracker's location, the group went to their underground base.

With the help of Frankie, and with the help of special machines, he cut open the superficial muscles and took out the "time bomb" that had been buried in his lower back.

Putting on a large band-aid, Arthur sat with a few people and asked: "Then, tell me your plan and how to kill them."

"We need you to appear in court to prove their evil deeds, not only you, but also others. As long as the lawsuit can be won, Walt will collapse." Marvin leaned on the sofa and stated calmly.

"Wang Defa? You have such a stupid idea?" Arthur said he didn't understand: "Walter has superpowers, compound No. 5, and humanoid nuclear weapons like the Motherland in his hands, and you actually want to punish them with the law."

"What the hell is wrong with you guys? Are your brains rusty? Or do you think those pieces of shit will obey the law?"

"I'm the same as you on this point." Butcher grinned: "Those shits deserve to die, and so does Walt."

"Because of this, we need the help of Congress even more. If you kill one Walter, there will be another Walter." Marvin said solemnly, he also wanted to kill those bitches.

"So, defeating the Super Seven is the same as defeating Walter?" Arthur disagreed: "The people of the motherland are very strong, but in recent years, no such person has appeared again."

"I propose to defeat the Super Seven first, and then the Vought Group."

Butcher laughed loudly and applauded continuously. This kid took it for granted.

"The Super Seven can be killed, but it's not the right time yet. We need more powerful information to expose them, so that those Bitchis can fall off the altar."


Chapter completed!