Chapter 55: Mutant Girl

The white police officer's forehead was penetrated, and his body collapsed to the ground, his expression one of fear and despair before death. Perhaps until his last breath, he never imagined that what should have been a wonderful day would end in being killed by his own colleague.

This sudden turn of events terrified the remaining two officers, one black and one white.

Even the girl was so frightened she couldn't move; the white officer who had been restraining her wrists suddenly let go, but she didn't even realize it and just stared blankly.

"What the fuck is going on?" The black officer was going insane, knowing that he had killed his own colleague using his gun.

His gun only had his fingerprints; even if he survived today, he would inevitably face scrutiny and possibly arrest.

It's not like New York has the death penalty, but what would his department do if one officer killed another?

When they came to arrest him, there was a very high chance they would draw their guns and shoot him to pieces, later claiming he was armed during the arrest.

This kind of incident had become all too common.

For instance, some drug dealers who had shot a police officer were still killed by the police despite having thrown away their guns and surrendered with hands raised. This was far too frequent.

But now, more desperate than ever, the black officer, Jordan, found himself unable to control his own body as he turned his gun towards the remaining white officer.

The white officer was nearly crying from fear.

His eyes filled with terror, his body unable to move, he could only yell desperately, "Jordan, don't do this, aren't we brothers?"

"I don't want to…" The black officer's eyes teared up, not out of remorse or anything else.

It was just because he knew that after killing his remaining colleague, he would be next; the fear of death made him weep uncontrollably, driven to despair.

However, his emotional breakdown couldn't stop him from pulling the trigger.

With a loud bang, another shot precisely hit the remaining white officer's head, and he collapsed lifelessly to the ground.

"I'm sorry, please, sir, it's my fault, I shouldn't have done this, I have disgraced my role, I won't do it again, I beg for your forgiveness for my sins."

The black officer pleaded in desperation, his voice trembling, completely lacking his earlier ferocity and brutality.

"Sir, I am willing to spend the rest of my life doing good deeds, using all the time I have left to atone for my sins."

His desire to live made the black officer continuously beg for mercy, but Bi Xiao had no intention of sparing him, he didn't even bother to read the memories of these three garbage men to see what other crimes they had committed.

He just walked up to the girl, not even glancing at the black man.

The black officer automatically turned the gun on himself amidst his begging and crying, and pulled the trigger that symbolized his death.

Bang! Thud!

A shot to the head, death was instantaneous, a clean execution. The black man only regretted in his final moments that he should not have joined his colleagues in their deeds, but alas, regret could not undo his fate.

From being discovered by three rogue officers to being dragged into an alley to be victimized, to the three officers being shot, from despair to hope, then to astonishment.

This transition almost overloaded the girl's CPU.

What kind of unfolding was this?

But as the last gunshot rang out and the last officer "committed suicide," the girl finally came to her senses from the shock, not afraid of the eerie events that had just transpired, but rather filled with gratitude: "Thank you, sir."

"Thank you for saving me, if it hadn't been for you, I might have faced misfortune."

The girl's voice wasn't particularly sweet, and her looks, in Bi Xiao's view, weren't particularly refined, certainly no match for Natasha, but decent enough. However, Bi Xiao was surprised to see something special about her.

"Are you a mutant?"

He asked the girl, examining her, and she noticed his gaze. She adjusted her torn coat, thankful that her sweater hadn't been ripped too badly.

Having done all this, she then said softly, "Yes, I am a mutant, my name is Christine."

Facing Bi Xiao, the girl did not hide her identity; indeed, the events that had just unfolded made her immediately trust the man who had saved her.

"My name is John Shaw, are you alone?"

Bi Xiao did not read the girl's memories, as he once told Professor X, he despised Professor X's reckless invasion of people's minds, especially ordinary people.

Except for his prey, he generally did not read other people's memories to obtain their privacy.

This wasn't about respect; it was a minimum standard he believed should exist, though he was flexible depending on the person. Clearly, the girl did not fall into this category.

Just as the girl was about to speak, Bi Xiao's gaze suddenly sharpened. He heard the sound of people in the nearby residential buildings calling the police from the alley. He gestured for the girl to stop speaking and took the initiative, saying, "This isn't the place to talk. Maybe you should get something to eat."

From the girl's thin frame and her lips, which appeared dry and cracked, he could tell she had endured much hardship, especially considering her clothes looked unwashed for a long time.

She must have been living rough for a while.

"Thank you."

The gratitude in the girl's eyes deepened, and she felt so moved that she vowed to do anything for the man before her.

Bi Xiao looked at the girl, Christine, curiously. Hero saves the damsel and earns her devotion — it seemed this plot was unfolding for him, but he didn't say much. Instead, he led the girl to his car and drove her towards Queens.

As for the events that had transpired, whether or not the NYPD would come knocking, he didn't care in the slightest.

Before gaining power, he had kept a low profile, but now that he was strong, there was no need to hide. Besides, he believed things would naturally settle down on their own.

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