The Father of American Comics Superheroes

In the early morning, the golden sunlight broke through the clouds and spilled onto the sea behind Mike like a golden wave of wheat……

Mike froze and slapped his head.

After spending so much time on the farm, everything looked like a crop.

“Mike, come on!”

Logan determined the direction, looked back to see Mike still standing in place, shouted, and ran toward the base of the test.

Mike followed, the tracker in his hand turned twice between his fingers before he put it back in his pocket.

He had promised Raven to help, but their target was only the captured mutants. In order not to have unplanned changes, it was not too late to wait for him and Logan to solve Stryker and then activate the tracker.

Raven said they have mutants who can move in space and come here fast.

In the experimental base.

Stryker, wearing a white lab coat and with white hair, is watching the progress of the experimental body on the test bench.

The experiment has come to the final step, although not yet tested, but he has confidence in this experimental body.

The fusion of variant abilities…

Weapon XI was the most perfect weapon he had produced so far.

“This is just the beginning ……”

Stryker muttered, turning to the people around the lab table, “How much longer will it take?”

“The final commissioning will take several hours.”

Stryker nodded in satisfaction.

Looking at the weapon XI on the experimental table, his heart suddenly surged with a million emotions, anxiety, excitement, anticipation……

Then he couldn’t help but think of his son, Jason Stryker, who was frozen in place.

His son, an awakened mutant, because he could not control his ability to create visions, his wife was plagued by visions every day, and was finally driven mad and cut his head open with a chainsaw.

He could never forget his wife’s death, the blood-covered face showed a smile of relief.

It was because of his son that he realized the horror of mutants and strengthened his determination to hunt and kill them.

“William, congratulations, it worked.”

A man in a black suit came out of a dark corner with a smile on his face.

Stryker looked at the other man, the corners of his mouth lifted gently, and said, “I think the gentleman is satisfied this time, Shadow.”

The person called Shadow nodded and said: “Your collection this time, sir wishes me to take away.”

Stryker said, “No problem, but it will take a little time, some people’s blood was used up by my experiments, I’ll have someone go up and collect it right away.”

The Shadow lifted his finger, a finger-thick black thread shot out from between his fingers, wrapped around a chair, pulled it behind himself, sat down and looked at the time, and said, “Hurry up.”

“Colonel Stryker!”

Just then, a researcher suddenly pointed at the monitoring screen in the lab and said fearfully, “Weapon X, he’s coming here!”

“What?”

Stryker shouted in surprise, striding over to the screen.

Only to see two people were taking out the enemy people in their way one by one with unstoppable momentum, rushing deeper into the experimental base.

“That’s ……”

Stryker swept past Logan, his eyes fell on Mike, and whispered, “That’s the mutant Agent Zero talked about?”

His brow furrowed.

Judging from the power the two had displayed, those soldiers under his command couldn’t stop them at all.

“Victor!”

Along with Stryker’s call, a figure tumbled down from the roof, tall but lithe like a big cat.

Victor looked at the shadows on the side, palms gently clenched and slowly opened, like a beast ready to pounce: “Shall I block them?”

“Yes!”

Stryker said faintly.

Victor grinned and said, “Then give me alloy injections afterwards.”

“Puff!”

Without waiting for Stryker to say anything, the Shadow on the side laughed out in a low voice.