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As for the issue of loyalty, well, Locke didn't say when he would save her. When it comes time to actually save her, Locke will naturally have absolute confidence in suppressing her.

The White Queen may not have been an excellent leader, but she was definitely a perfect deputy!

Chapter Nine Egoists

"Plop! Plop..."

Frank grabbed a bottle and started drinking, frowning as he did so, clearly dissatisfied with the taste.

On the other side, two mutants, one fat and one thin, were now piled up together, their faces bruised and swollen, trembling in fear.

With a creak, the door opened, and Locke and the White Queen walked out side by side.

Seeing Locke come out, Frank immediately tossed aside the full bottle of wine he had been complaining about and went to greet Locke.

Locke looked up and gestured: "My best buddy, Frank."

“I’ve heard of the Punisher’s name for a long time,” the White Queen said with a smile.

"The White Queen, our future colleague."

Frank nodded in response, his attitude neither warm nor cold.

Where do we go now?

"Go back first. I still have one more thing to do, and then we can set off."

"Okay!" Frank was usually a man of few words.

As the three were about to leave, the White Queen turned back and glanced at the two pitiful children piled up in a heap, her expression somewhat complicated.

Noticing the White Queen's actions, Locke said, "Speaking of which, why are there two guys here? Is it because the mutant's Hellfire is the real Hellfire?"

The White Queen nodded, then shook her head: "Yes and no."

"For Hellfire, mutants are naturally needed, but that's not why I took those two in."

"You know so much about mutants, you should understand the hierarchy among us mutants, right?"

"Yes, from the lowest level Gamma to Omega."

"Those two are Gamma level mutants. Mutant rankings aren't based on strength, but on the degree of mutation. Gamma level mutants are the most different from humans, and their abilities aren't particularly strong. You can imagine their lives..."

Empress Cai suddenly sighed: "Perhaps it is precisely because of my weak abilities and great flaws that I am able to protect them in this state."

Locke looked at the two pitiful fellows. To be honest, if these weak outcasts lost the protection of the strong, the best outcome for them would probably be to commit a crime, be thrown into prison, and die a painful death as some kind of experimental subject.

"Then let them come along."

It is a bit weak, but not completely useless.

A beautiful smile immediately appeared on the White Queen's face: "Thank you!"

"You two, hurry up and catch up!"

The rat-man and the pig-man exchanged a glance, endured the pain, and helped each other to their feet and followed.

For these lowest-level mutants, expectations are not high; having enough to eat and a place to stay is enough.

Frank once again became the driver, casually pushing the speed up to 100 miles per hour with one hand.

"Actually, those two guys have a lot of potential."

"The fatter one is very strong and has good endurance. If he can endure hardship, he can be trained into a good soldier."

"As for the skinny one, he can also be trained as a scout."

Locke looked at Frank with a strange expression: "What, do you have some ideas?"

Frank is neither a talkative person nor a saint. He doesn't easily feel sympathy for others. The fact that he doesn't kill people indiscriminately is the greatest act of justice.

Frank drove with one hand and lit a cigarette with the other, the wisps of smoke swirling around his eyes.

“Those two guys, I defeated them time and time again, but no matter how painful it was, they would get up again and try to stop me.”

"Even though they knew they couldn't stop me, they still refused to give up, time and time again."

"It wasn't until I finally told them that we were only there to discuss cooperation that those two guys started laughing like idiots and hugging each other."

Locke leaned back on the cushion: "These are low-level mutants. They have encountered the greatest evil in this world, and even the slightest kindness is cherished by them."

"Frank, if you're interested, then train them."

"Mutants, even the lowest-level mutants, possess potential that surpasses that of ordinary people; they lack proper guidance."

Frank nodded. "Okay."

The White Queen, sitting in the back seat, suddenly had an extremely complicated expression in her eyes.

Magneto, Professor X, and even the former Black King Shaw, only felt empathy for other mutants because they were all mutants themselves.

Even so, they only care about powerful mutants. Even the kindest of them, Professor X, is no exception. If you observe carefully, you will find that his kindness is only shown to powerful mutants and mutant children.

But people like the rat-man and the pig-man don't fall under the category of Professor X's mercy.

Of course, Professor X can't be blamed for this. After all, there are just too many mutants. Professor X is only one person. Even if he tries his best, how many mutants can he protect? His abilities and assets are also limited.

And now, two humans have actually developed sympathy for low-level mutants.

At this moment, the White Queen, who had originally only thought of using Locke's power to escape, couldn't help but feel a sense of identification with Locke's side.

Out of the corner of his eye, Locke glanced at the White Queen behind him, a fleeting smile playing on his lips. Locke was an absolute egoist; for the sake of profit, he wouldn't hesitate to infiltrate S.H.I.E.L.D. and kill countless agents. Now, naturally, he wouldn't mind using some underhanded tactics to win people's hearts.

Chapter Ten: Wanda's Rampage

On a high mountain, a group of people are using binoculars to look down at the scene below.

Frank said, "Interesting. You wouldn't guess this is a large base just by looking at it from the outside."

“Large, no, no, it’s more than just large. This underground base is about the size of thirty football fields. Rather than a base, it’s more like an underground city hidden deep underground.”

Frank calmly nodded: "So, how do we make our move?"

“This base has four exits: two main exits and two emergency exits. If something happens, the core figures of the base will definitely choose to escape through the emergency exits.” As he said this, Locke glanced at the White Queen.

"White Queen, use your telepathic abilities to send the information I've noted about key personnel to those two."

His gaze shifted to the two third-rate mutants: "You two are responsible for guarding the two emergency exits. Unless key personnel appear, you don't need to take action. Especially the ratman, your abilities aren't suited for head-on combat. Just summon the little rats to mark everyone properly."

"The rest, Frank, you and I will fight our way in, one of the main exits each, okay?"

Frank's cold face twisted into a ferocious, excited expression: "Not at all, I love this simple and brutal plan!"

"So, what are we waiting for!"

In an instant, Frank took out a white reagent and plunged it into his body. The next moment, two figures leaped down from the mountainside.

boom!

boom!

The ground exploded on both sides! This instantly triggered the base's alarm.

Frank charged ahead towards the main entrance on the right, while Locke smiled at a camera nearby.

"Old friend, I've come to find you!"

One punch shattered the door in an instant!

Seeing a group of fully armed soldiers charging towards him, Locke was like a wolf among sheep, launching a one-sided massacre.

A bright, urgent alarm blared throughout the base. Deep within the base, Baron Strucker, one of the Hydra's leaders, a tall, bald man, had a cold, extremely cold expression on his face.

He stared intently at the two men on the screen, who were indiscriminately slaughtering Hydra soldiers, his gaze particularly fixed on Locke.

He was naturally familiar with Locke. He had admired Locke before, which was why he took the initiative to reach out to Locke and win him over. Locke was also very cooperative, and the relationship between the two was not bad.

However, he soon discovered a problem!

Locke is very strong and outstanding. He is a true superhuman. In terms of ability alone, he even surpasses the extraordinary individuals within Hydra. Here, we are talking about ability, not combat strength.

Baron Strucker even considered having Locke enhanced. A mortal who hadn't been enhanced yet was already so outstanding that even he was amazed. One could only imagine how powerful he would be once he completed his 'evolution'!

Later, Baron Strucker abandoned the idea because he found that he was losing control of Locke.

As a leader, a Hydra head, a powerful figure in the underworld, how could the arrogant and conceited Baron Strucker tolerate being unable to control a subordinate?

More importantly, Locke could not actually be considered his subordinate; their relationship was more like a partnership, which made Baron Strucker increasingly intolerant of him!

He is excellent, but in the end he is just a mortal. It's a bit of a pity, but only a bit.

Therefore, when Locke fell into the hands of S.H.I.E.L.D., Baron Strucker decisively broke his agreement with Locke. A 'subordinate' who could not be fully controlled was better off without.

Baron Strucker never expected that Locke would escape from S.H.I.E.L.D. and even attack his base in just a few days.

"waste!"

"Nick Fury is trash! Pierce is trash too!"

"Notify everyone, move out and kill those two intruders!"

Instantly, Baron Strucker's orders spread throughout the entire base.

This is not the end. Looking at Locke and Frank, who are wreaking havoc in the video, their strength has clearly surpassed the limits of ordinary people.

After hesitating for a moment, Baron Strucker walked to the control panel and pressed a red control button.

"Release test subjects number one and number two!"

"Boss!" A startled voice suddenly rang out through the communicator: "Boss, those two test subjects are not yet under control!"

"Fuck, I don't want to repeat myself. Release those two test subjects immediately, obey my orders, you idiot, or I won't hesitate to blow your head off!"

"Okay, boss." A conflicted voice came through the communicator.

Rumble…

A dull, rumbling sound rang out from the doorway.

On the base's side, Frank, who was in the middle of a fierce battle, suddenly stopped: "This feeling..."

It was as if some terrifying beast was about to be unleashed; Frank could even faintly smell the bloody and violent aura in the air.

Fear? Of course not!

Without the slightest hesitation, Frank rushed towards the direction from which the danger was coming, completely excited.

A moment later, an enormous creature, resembling a mutated zombie from a science fiction movie, appeared in Frank's sight. Without any hesitation, Frank rushed towards it.

On the other side, Locke took a deep breath. What appeared in front of him was not a zombie or a monster, but a woman, or more accurately, a stunningly beautiful woman.

She doesn't look very old, but her figure is already extremely voluptuous, even more so than the White Queen.

But it was this very beauty that made Locke instantly wary.

Because he knew this beauty, or rather, he had expected it: Scarlet Witch Wanda!

What concerned Locke even more was that Wanda, who appeared in front of him at this moment, had bloodshot eyes filled with unprecedented violent emotions, as if she wanted to destroy everything. This was a rampaging Wanda!

Locke immediately turned to the side and asked, "How's it going? Can you control her?"

The White Queen's phantom image appeared, then quickly solidified, looking at Wanda with a somewhat solemn expression.

"It's hard to say, but I can give it a try."

"This woman possesses a very special ability; her energy level is extremely high!"

"Furthermore, if I were to forcibly suppress this woman, I might need to expend a lot of my power, and you know the consequences."

What we see before us is, after all, just a projection of the White Queen's mind. It is a small portion of the White Queen's mental energy that she has retained through special means. Naturally, it will diminish with use and cannot be restored.

"Then forget it. I have other uses for your spiritual energy."

With that, Locke stomped on the ground and charged towards the rampaging Wanda.

Chapter Eleven: A Ruthless Man

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions rang out continuously throughout the base, alarms sounded frantically, and shockwaves destroyed large areas of wiring and even cameras.

Baron Strucker's face turned extremely grim in the control room; he could no longer wait.