157 Chapter 157-Stop Talking, Brother Arch Dam Likes It (2/2)
At this moment, only the classic ”One Cut Plum” can accurately reflect the complex mood of Iceman Reagan.
This young man in his twenties does have admiration for the White Queen.
After all, when she was young, who would not like a young lady with white skin and good temperament, cold appearance and long legs.
Click!Click!
Due to emotional stimulation, the cup of coffee held by the iceman Reagan condensed into ice.
The talents of these two young mutants are similar to those of the later Iceman and Fireman.
They are all common energy systems.
However, Iceman Reagan's level is not as high as the other one.
He is the Beta level, the third level in the mutant hierarchy.
The growth space is far inferior to another iceman-the opponent has Omega-level potential, and the degree of molecular-level control is only limited by imagination and talent, and has not been clearly shown.
”Of course, on the bright side, the White Queen may not be voluntary.”
Rising star Drake rolled his eyes and changed his attitude: ”Xiao died in the hands of that Superman Major General. He is an Alpha-class mutant. If he loses even he, the Hellfire Club must not be able to resist him.”
”In order to protect your compatriots, your goddess was forced to be helpless and succumbed to the lewd power of the Superman Major General... Isn't that better?”
Iceman Regan's palm that had been loosened, clenched again.
The picture in my mind became clearer.
Listening to the words of the rising star Drake, he felt like being humiliated by the tauren in person.
The sense of substitution is too strong!
”You bastard!”
The intense anger, mixed with an inexplicable sense of excitement, and the ease that he didn't even notice, prompted the Iceman Regan to wave his fist and pounce on the rising star Drake sitting opposite.
If... really is like that, maybe I will feel better.
As the iceman Reagan shook his fist, a humble thought flashed in his mind.
”What are you two doing? This is the White House. If you show it to others, wouldn't it be a shame for me!”
Just as the iceman Regan and the new star Drake were fighting together, the door of the reception room was pushed open.
Seeing the two men entangled on the sofa, the White Queen said disgust flashed in her eyes, and said coldly: ”Remember, you now represent the Hellfire Club. You must pay attention to your image.”
Hearing the words of the goddess, the iceman Reagan quickly released the hands holding his neck and kept his distance from the breathless new star Drake.
”Miss Frost, we were just playing around, because the waiting time was too long and it was kind of boring.”
Reagan scratched his head and explained hurriedly.
”Yes. I think the inspection process will not take long. Who knows that we have to wait for the press conference to end. Two hours have passed. How did Miss Frost talk to the Superman Major General?”
New star Drake asked, winking at Iceman Regan.
Obviously, he hasn't forgotten the joke he said before.
”It's nothing, just exchange opinions.”
The white queen's beautiful eyes flashed, and she turned the subject away: ”Also, Luke has been promoted to lieutenant general, so pay attention to the address.”
”Follow me next, Mr. Lieutenant General will meet you in the Red Hall.”
The iceman Regan walked in front. He stared at the graceful figure of his back, and he couldn't help feeling puzzled.
Why does Miss Frost's dress look a little wrinkled?