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Five days later, the Mexico City Gene Transformation Institute.
Sandor Lazs looked at the young version of Wolverine X-24 in front of him, who had been replicated with his own genetic makeup of Wolverine, and couldn't help but laugh heartily.
"Finally, I have finally succeeded, a completely obedient Wolverine that will bow at my feet in the future world."
His father, Dale Lazs, once a scientist who performed the adamantium implant surgery on Logan, was killed in passing when Logan escaped from the lab.
From that moment on, he resolved to kill all uncontrolled dangerous mutants and create mutant soldiers that would completely obey his orders.
He later established the Arcarye Genetic Company, using the food and beverage enterprises under his control, to widely disperse the M43 virus they had developed to the public.
The virus does not affect humans but inhibits the abilities of existing mutants and also eliminates genetic mutations in human offspring.
After more than two decades of efforts, the world will never have new mutants born again.
"Donald, since those experimental subjects are unwilling to obey orders, all of them should be dealt with."
Turning around, Dr. Lazs looked at a man whose right hand was completely replaced by mechanical arms and gave him an order coldly.
Originally, his plan was to use the early-collected genes of mutants to breed a new generation of mutant children through surrogate mothers in Mexico, selling them as weapons to other organizations.
However, after these experiments over time, it was discovered that these children, after growing up, had their own thoughts and could not be fully controlled. They even attempted to escape.
Now that he has successfully created a variant replica that is completely under his control, he naturally no longer needs those failures.
And he believes that, not only could he sell them as weapons, but if he could stabilize a large number of variant clones that would follow his commands, he could very well rule the entire world.
"Shall I also deal with the 757?"
Donald was not surprised at Dr. Lazs's proposal.
Dr. Lazs hesitated for two seconds and then nodded.
"Deal with it, since the replication technology is mature, not only can we mass-produce Wolverines, but perhaps we can also clone Professor X and Magneto. There's no need to waste resources on these subpar experimental subjects."
"Understood."
Donald pulled out the handgun from his waistband and turned to leave the experimental facility.
On the other side, George was practicing hand gestures in his room when he looked at the clock on the wall, his face gradually became serious.
"Something is wrong. Is it about to start?"
Normally, by this time, someone should have come to take him for training.
"It seems that it has started."
At this moment, the door to his room suddenly opened, and two familiar figures walked in.
The leader was the instructor who had been training him during this time.
"I've been saying this guy is a waste of my time, training him for so long, and now he still has to be dealt with."
The instructor looked at George with a look of contempt, then ordered the men behind him with assault rifles to:
"Take care of it, and then dispose of the body in the incinerator in the lab. Burn it along with that batch of trash later."
"Yes, captain."
The man lifted his assault rifle, aimed at George, and pulled the trigger.
Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he heard the experimental subject 757 suddenly say something completely out of place.
"Allah opening!"
Just heard "click" one, the experimental subject 757 number of neck power inhibitor, was automatically separated from.
Immediately thereafter, he felt a coldness around his neck, and his consciousness began to blur.
It turned out that as soon as George saw the two people appear, he began to perform spells, but because his spellcasting movements were too small, the two people opposite him didn't pay much attention to it.
Once the inhibitor is removed, magnetic control fully erupts, and the knives that George had placed at the door in advance fly directly to the neck of the guard and temporarily eliminate the crisis.
"Screech!"
The instructor pulled out a knife from his waistband and shot the knife that was attempting to sneak up from behind. He immediately broke into a cold sweat on his forehead.
"How can this be?"
Just now, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have shared the same fate as his subordinate.
Seeing the experimental subject 757's ability inhibitor fall off in that instant, he immediately became alert, drawing his knife out of his waistband in the first moment.
But if the experimental subject 757 had attacked him first, he probably would have been too late to react.
"Did you hide your abilities and strength?"
In his memory, the experimental subject 757's ability to control knives in speed and power was not strong, and he could easily deflect them normally.
However, just now, although he successfully deflected the knife, he also felt a faint pain in his wrist due to the powerful force on the knife.
"Dead men don't need to know so much."
George controlled the knife and destroyed the monitor in the room with a "swish," then attacked the instructor like a typhoon, whom he could easily defeat normally.
He did indeed have hidden strength, but he wouldn't be as strong as he was now, mainly because the shared wizard bloodline had unexpectedly added to his mutant abilities.
Because the knife was too fast, the angle too cunning, and the force impressive, after just a few rounds, the instructor had sustained injuries.
He wanted to escape, wanted to get close to George for close combat, but George never gave him any opportunity, so he could only defend as much as possible and hope that his companions would discover the abnormality here and come to save him.
However, George knew that time to escape was precious, and he would never waste any time on such matters.
"Gun!"
Seeing him controlling the knife and attacking while also waving to the dead guard over there, the assault rifle in his hand immediately flew into his hands.
"Commander... farewell!"
George aimed the assault rifle at the instructor still struggling to defend against the knife without hesitation.
He was not a rigid person. He would use the gun if available, and he would rather hit the ability if not.
"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang..."
"Oh, God..."
Seeing the instructor's shocked eyes widen in horror, before he could finish his sentence, he was shredded into pieces.
Waving his hand to retrieve his own knife, he also brought back the instructor's knife. Holding the assault rifle, George stepped out of the room where he was confined and slipped silently towards the laboratory outside.
Operating the knife, he destroyed all possible surveillance and guards along the way. Soon, he heard fierce gunshots and screams.
It's clear that this time, it's not just him, but all the mutant kids who need to be dealt with.
Maybe because of this, no guards arrived in time when there was a problem on his side.
Compared to him, the chaos caused by those mutant children is even greater.
This is also the reason why he has not been eager to escape but to wait until today to escape.
If he had tried to escape alone, in this experimental base filled with surveillance cameras, he would likely have been surrounded by a large number of guards before he had taken a few steps.
Facing a large number of gunfire, he's not Magneto, he can't withstand it.
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