"Miss Riven, are you still used to living here?" Klein came to a prison, pushed his glasses, and said with a warm look.

If he hadn't understood him, it would be difficult to connect him, who was warm and friendly, with the scarecrow who was so cruel and meticulous and cruel.

"Kline, you'd better let me go as soon as possible, otherwise I'll use my own means to go out and break your neck. As long as you understand me a little, you should know that there is no prison in this world that can stop me."

A woman with blue skin had just finished push-ups and gasped slightly, looking at Klein coldly, her eyes filled with coldness.

She is a third-level mutant and is actually not strong enough. If she faces a powerful, high-IQ ordinary human like Death Knell, she will be crushed.

But the most outstanding reason why she can be regarded as her left arm and right arm by Magneto is her transformation ability.

The magic-shaped girl Riven's ability to transform can perfectly imitate human face, body shape, micro-expression, pupils and fingerprints. Coupled with her superb IQ and EQ, she is the most perfect spy candidate.

Unfortunately, this time, she knelt down.

She slipped into the Sky Eye Association and specialized in obtaining various intelligence and technologies. Many high-techs were sent to the Brotherhood by Ruiwen, although the group of muscle men in the Brotherhood were not interested in high-tech...

As for Magneto? A level 4 strong man who controls magnetic fields is qualified to protect a life planet when he is placed in the interstellar world. How can he really take high technology seriously?

But the much of the information sent back by Ruiwen did help the Brotherhood a lot, because the Tianyan Club's stall is getting bigger and bigger, which is really amazing. In addition, with a group of people led by Donnie behind the scenes, Tianyan will have enough confidence to interact with the official.

Unfortunately, no matter how strong Riven has imitation ability, she will be exposed one day because the sky eye will not be a bad person.

"Ms. Riven, you are the most perfect spy I have ever met. If we hadn't had different survey methods for managers at each level, it would have been difficult to catch you."

Klein said with a look of surprise, "I didn't expect that the owl killer who had followed Donny for a long time would be replaced by you."

"I can do more, such as killing you and then dressing up as you dominate the Sky Eye. I have the confidence to hide it from that little guy Donnie." Riven sneered, and her blue skin could not hide her beautiful face.

Klein nodded repeatedly, agreeing: "Yes, I absolutely believe that you can replace me, including the giant of the dominant Eye. However, I want to hide it from Ms. Donnie Riven, you are too arrogant and you know nothing about him."

Klein knew very well that Donnie is now a fifth-level demigod. He no longer looks at people only by looking at faces, but by exploring genes and souls. At least he can make the most basic judgment and grasp of a person's spirit.

Raven's ability to transform can't be hidden from Donnie.

Ruiwen showed a look of confusion on her face, but she did not continue to defend herself.

She was detained for a long time and didn't know much about Donny's changes. In other words, Magneto, Professor X and others received the news that Donny took over as the Supreme Master. They only knew that Donny's strength had grown rapidly, but how strong it was, they were still confused.

Klein suddenly made a gesture to the camera, and then personally entered something into the virtual screen of the prison gate. After a complicated test, the prison gate slowly opened in Riven's shocked gaze.

"Ms. Riven, you are free. Our Sky Eye Association has contacted Magneto and you can leave at any time." Klein said.

"Eric puts pressure on you?"

"That's right, but it's not really meaningful that Donny gave the order to keep you locked up."

Riven walked out slowly, her muscles tightened. When she passed by Klein, she felt hesitant. She really wanted to kill Klein directly and then replace him to rule the Sky Eye Society. As long as she secretly killed Klein, it would be a high probability that she would successfully take over the Sky Eye Society, which was very easy.

But she didn't do anything in the end. This scarecrow who always smiled and made people feel like a spring breeze, was putting a lot of pressure on her.

Riven glanced at Klein coldly, walked straight out of the prison, entered the elevator, and returned to the ground.

Her actions were correct. There were hundreds of terrible chemicals installed inside Klein's clothes. Anyone who fell over the shoulder could throw out the poisonous gas from Klein's sleeves.

Just as the elevator door was closed, Klein suddenly shouted to her: "Ms. Riven, we have found the trace of your son Blue Devil. We will send you the details, which is also a sign of my personal apology."

...

He walked to the street with a standard tight combat suit, carrying two knives, and always exuded a cold murderous aura.

Looking at the crowd coming and going, the death knell of a stranger who should not enter the crowd was fucked.

He hates this very much. For Mao Tianyan, an organization that is easily guarded against, would he build the headquarters building next to the bustling road?!

Are you still very close to the commercial district of New York City?!

Where is this going to cause trouble?

Every time he walks out of the headquarters of the Sky Eye Club, his iconic costumes and super aura will welcome the scrutiny of passers-by, especially some bastards who are not afraid of death, pointing at him.

At the beginning, Death Knell was just a little uncomfortable, but he was not very disgusted. He ignored the discussions of the melon-eating crowd and was too lazy to listen, because the location of the headquarters of the Tianyan Club was really awesome.

But over time, he gradually felt something was wrong.

For example, now, the moment his burly body walked out of the building's warning area, the passing melon-eating crowd pointed at him with surprise and shouted:

"Ah! Look, everyone! It's Deadpool!"

(Some book friends may not understand that this is actually a meme of DC. The character Deadpool was born by imitating DC's death knives, and it was more popular than Deadpool. DC editors often joked about themselves in comics. There are always such small episodes: Whenever Deadpool appears majestic with two swords on his back, there are always a group of melon-eating people who are not afraid of death pointing at his Deadpool-like outfit and shouting in surprise: Ah! It's Deadpool!)

A group of reporters who are not afraid of death have long been familiar with the supernatural organization of the Sky Eye Society. They squatted all day long, and rushed up, rushing to hold up microphones to interview the death knives:

"Mr. Deadpool, I heard that you like to stuff ignited explosives into your crotch when you are bored. Is this true? Will you be able to disclose it to us?"

"Mr. Deadpool, why did you change into a black outfit? Is this outfit more suitable for your profession? The world's strongest mercenary?"

"Enough! You second-stream media are all gone. Our Horn Daily is a big newspaper and has priority interview rights - Deadpool. I am a reporter for the Horn Daily. I heard that you are fighting with Spider-Man in New York. It is said that you are having a fight with Spider-Man in the public enemy of New York. There is a rumor among the two of you. I want to know the details and the reward is easy to say."

The death knives were as if they were dull, standing there stiffly, with a terrifying murderous aura slowly brewing in his body. With a swish, he pulled out the knife behind him, wishing he could stab the group of scum to death.

Some of the sharp-eyed ones could clearly see the death knell's body trembling slightly, as if they were enduring something in pain.

Death Knell is a professional bounty hunter. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be angry, but every time he sees this group of garbage that is eagerly looking forward to his answering questions, he feels a sense of unstoppable killing.

This! Help! Bastard! I'm not Deadpool! I have no relationship with Deadpool Nashabi!!!

Seeing the death knell showing murderous aura, the reporters scattered and fled in a hurry.

Only a group of passers-by fans were left, shouting to him in a fanatical tone: "Deadpool, sign me!"

Death knell left with all his body trembling.

If he didn't leave, he would really pick up his knife and chop these Shabi.

The death knives exuded a cold atmosphere. The good mood of the Blue Devil who found the cruel arena was gone because of the fact that they killed a large number of mutants in the arena that were pursuing.

Even the reward of 20 million US dollars cannot make him happy.

Death knives moved at high speed in the shadows, and his ability to lurk was very superb. He turned a corner, took off his clothes, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and walked onto the street openly.

He was like a stronger passerby and got into the crowd.

But just as he passed a basketball court, a voice full of pain and begging attracted his attention.

"Please, you know how to cure my hand. You were a paralyzed patient six months ago, but now you can play basketball! Like a strong young man! Do you want money? I will give you a lot of money!"

"It has nothing to do with money..."

"Then what do you want? I have a villa and a broken sports car that I can give to you! I just hope you tell me who cured your paralyzed spine!"
Chapter completed!