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Chapter 186 Failure or success?

As soon as these words came out, the mutants behind him were collectively stunned. The president clearly said that he only had five minutes to talk, and Du Wensen still asked such an irrelevant question, what is he doing?

The president on the other end of the phone did not expect Du Wensen to ask this question, and reminded: "You don't hesitate to threaten the FBI director to call, just because you want to know this irrelevant question?"

"Mr. President, a nutritious breakfast can give you energy for the whole morning. If it tastes particularly good, it can also keep you in a good mood. So breakfast is a very important thing. How can you say it has nothing to do with it?" It's important!" Du Wensen explained seriously. .

The mutant behind Du Wensen wants to hit the wall. Five minutes, five minutes are going to be wasted like this. Can you change the topic?

"Mr. Du, I admit that you are right. I have professional staff to prepare breakfast, so I eat well every day. It has been more than a minute now. Don't you really want to ask something else?" Even Mr. President couldn't help but take the initiative to mention Du Wensen.

Du Wensen said indifferently: "Oh? You're talking about mutants! We'll talk about that later. Let's continue to finish the topic of breakfast!"

"Then Mr. Du, please do it!" The president was silent.

The mutants are going crazy. They all want to throw Du Wensen out and go forward to convince the president.

"Mr. President, you should have noticed that I am actually an Asian. Although I grew up in the United States, for some reason, I particularly like Chinese food, so I actually prefer to eat steamed buns, fried dough sticks with soy milk, or... A bowl of rice noodles is not bad either, so I traveled all over the streets of New York..."

Du Wensen talked a lot about breakfast, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.

"Mr. Du, I have to remind you that we still have one minute to talk!" the president on the other end of the phone interrupted.

Du Wensen said with regret: "Okay! Then we can talk to Mr. President about lunch and dinner when we have time later. Let's get down to business now!"

The mutants behind Du Wensen squatted on the ground and leaned against the wall. They were all listless. They had given up hope on Du Wensen. How could they convince the president in one minute?

However, Du Wensen said it as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Actually, mutants are like breakfast!"

In an instant, there was a "click" from the phone. Unexpectedly, the president was surprised that Du Wensen was still talking about breakfast, and he dropped the phone to the ground in shock.

"Mr. President? Mr. President, are you still there?" Du Wensen asked.

There was only one simple word in reply.

"exist!"

"Then let me continue. To you, mutants are just a strange breakfast that you have never seen before. At first, you were afraid that they were poisonous and unnutritious, so you were afraid of them and wanted to eliminate them completely. But in fact, they are just like Chinese food. Like many of the dishes here, it looks scary, but it not only tastes good, but is also very nutritious!"

"I understand, Mr. Du, you want to tell me that mutants only appear to be a threat, but in fact their existence is beneficial, right?" Mr. President helped Du Vincent to conclude.

Du Wensen said happily: "Yes! That's what I mean! Mr. President, do you agree?"

"I don't agree! In addition, the time is up, Mr. Du, this call is over, I hope you will not call again in the future!" After the president finished speaking, he hung up the phone unceremoniously.

"..." All the mutants in Wuran looked at Du Wensen.

Obviously, it failed! No, it’s a damn thing that such a conversation can be successful!

But why is Du Wensen smiling so happily?

Du Wensen took a sip of coffee, squinted his eyes and said, "Everyone! Now you can set off to save your Professor X!"

"Mr. Du, thank you for your help. Since the conversation failed, I think we have to find another way!" Cyclops said dejectedly.

What can they do, blame Du Wensen? They were helping me for free, so how could they criticize me?

Du Wensen slowly put down the coffee cup, shook his head and said: "Isn't there a mutant among you who can make your brain smarter? Mr. President has clearly told you the answer, but none of you heard it?"

The mutants were stunned, carefully recalling the words the president had just said, and then all looked at Du Wensen.

"Have it?"

"How stupid!"

Du Wensen asked helplessly: "If you think about it again, the president already knew my purpose before he answered my call, but why did he still have the patience to listen to a lot of nonsense from me?"

"Maybe he just didn't want to hang up on you out of etiquette!" Cyclops replied.

Du Wensen said disdainfully: "Idiot! I threatened the director of the FBI to open his phone. What etiquette does he have for someone like me? He just knew about my abilities through that idiot James, so he wanted to hear about me. It’s just any benefit you can give him!”

Cyclops opened his mouth and said in disbelief: "No, it's impossible, this is all your wild guess!"

Du Wensen ignored him and continued: "It seems that the so-called arrest order issued after the assassination may be a play they directed and acted. Everything is just for profit. It makes sense then. How can you mutants pose any threat to the country!"

Cyclops could no longer keep up with the thinking speed of Du Vincent's brain at this time, so he could only ask stupidly.

"What's the use of knowing this?"

"Of course it's useful. Since it's for profit, it's much easier to handle. We just need to let the president know that William Stryker, who is responsible for this matter, is worthless!" Du Wensen said coldly.

"But, how do you make that guy worthless?" Cyclops asked puzzled.

Du Wensen glanced at him: "A dead person has no value!"

At this time, Cyclops finally understood that Du Vincent was asking them to kill William Stryker.

"Are you trying to say that we can save Professor

Du Wensen said from the corner of his mouth: "Then it depends on how much benefit you can give him by then! But by then, you will have the initiative. It will be much easier for us to persuade the President, isn't it?"

Cyclops suddenly realized: "In other words, you didn't want to convince Mr. President at all. You just made this call to prove why the president wanted to arrest us?"

"That's right! It's a very simple thing, but you insist on making me waste so much saliva. It's really tiring to talk to you!" Du Wensen looked helpless.