"If I were you,"
"I wouldn't take another step forward."
Silently, Michael appeared behind Magneto Erik Lehnsherr.
Seeing Magneto wearing a disguise, crouching low, slowly approaching the Base's alarm line while subtly waving his hands, forcibly altering the nearby magnetic field, and simultaneously twisting all visible and recordable surveillance cameras away.
Michael couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly and spoke to interrupt him.
Understanding the Base's early warning, defense, and counterattack systems and their capabilities, then observing Magneto's actions, it truly seemed very comical, almost... adorably foolish.
"Who?"
Hearing the voice behind him, Magneto's already taut body instantly shot far away.
And the surrounding magnetic field immediately began to become agitated.
Clearly, Erik Lehnsherr had ample experience in defensive counterattacks...
"Who are you?"
"Someone from this Base?"
This was too close to the Base; one could say it was only a wall away from the inside of the Base.
After being startled by Michael, Magneto no longer bothered with his disguise.
As a place that Professor Charles had repeatedly and cautiously warned him about, Magneto believed that even if the person who spoke was not from the Base.
His previous movements would definitely have been enough to trigger a response from the Base...
"Uh-huh."
"You could say that." Looking at the extremely wary Magneto, Michael shrugged, an indifferent expression on his face.
It's not like if you ask, I'll tell you I'm the Master of this Base, right? Moreover, Michael didn't answer incorrectly, did he? Who told you not to ask if Michael was the Master of this Base...
"You discovered me a long time ago?"
Although Michael made no movements, years of fleeing had not allowed Magneto to relax in the slightest; he continued to watch Michael very cautiously.
In fact, many small steel balls flew out from Magneto's body, whistling and circling around him.
However, Magneto was a bit strange. Why was there no reaction from this Base? Could Charles have tricked him again? The magnetic field he controlled, which had spread out, showed no abnormalities compared to before, and Erik Lehnsherr couldn't help but feel a hint of suspicion in his heart.
Charles was a genuine American, and Magneto had truly had enough of those... American jokes from Charles.
After carefully probing and finding no changes whatsoever, Magneto couldn't help but recall that darkest period when he was fooled by Charles.
Fortunately, the words of the person in front of him dispelled the suspicion in his heart.
But at the same time, it also made Magneto furious at Charles again.
"Of course."
"We discovered you as soon as you left the Mutant School!"
"Do you think a place that Professor Charles treats with such caution, even daring not to investigate personally."
"Is a place where you, alone, can casually infiltrate?"
Seeing Magneto's expression change drastically, Michael found it quite amusing.
He just wondered if Erik Lehnsherr would have any sparks flying with Charles after he returned to the Mutant School. But who cares? Michael always kills but doesn't bury...
"Haha!"
"You think I'll believe you so easily if you just make something up?"
Although he had suspicions in his heart, Magneto was no longer a novice in society, so how could he be easily convinced by Michael's words?
"No matter what..."
"What is your identity?"
"Since you can stand here without being driven away or captured by this Base,"
"Presumably, you know what just happened here, right?"
"Tell me!"
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Waving his hands, Magneto manipulated dozens of small steel balls, making them spin rapidly around Michael… "Hehe,"
"If I don't say,"
"Are you going to use these little things to drill countless small holes in me?"
Ignoring the whooshing sound made by the dozens of small steel balls cutting through the air as they flew rapidly.
Michael asked back, somewhat amused.
He wasn't that easy to bully. Besides being amused, Michael was also a little angry deep down.
Although these… so-called small steel balls, no matter how fast they were, wouldn't leave any marks on his skin, let alone cause injury.
But being threatened like this, even if this person was Little Nina's father, Michael was displeased.
"If I were you,"
"I wouldn't treat an unknown person this way."
"After all, doing so before you know his strength…"
"Is truly courting death!"
The moment the words 'courting death' left his lips, Michael extended a hand, and those small steel balls that were originally flying rapidly around him were instantly gathered into his palm by an irresistible force.
"Now,"
"Do you have anything to say?"
With a forceful squeeze of his hand, dozens of small steel balls were instantly crushed into a small lump of steel by Michael.
Michael casually tossed it, and the lump of steel immediately fell to the ground.
It even played a short piece of music with the ground. The air suddenly fell silent.
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