During the break, the hearing was temporarily suspended, and the committee members returned to the lounge, while other participants were rushed to interview by reporters.

"I didn't expect Stryker to admit it so happily. The guys around him looked like they had seen ghosts. It seemed that something we didn't know had happened." Senator Bill, chairman of the committee, sat down on the sofa, took the hot towel from his assistant, wiped his face, and then picked up a refreshing drink and drank it. "I have to thank the dwarf for coming out to save the scene. Finally, our hearing was not overwhelming. You know, for us, the biggest cruelty is to be forgotten. Fortunately, this cruelty did not happen today."

His words immediately resonated with the members. It is no longer difficult to maintain their status at this point. Maintaining people's expectations is what they care about the most. If they have enough reputation, they are afraid that interests will not come? How to maintain people's expectations? Hearings of all kinds are the best platform. They are arrogant and do not need to go downstairs to participate in the fight in person, making them sweat. Just a calm and fair image is enough.

"I really want to see what the Secretary of Defense looks like now. That arrogant guy always looks at people with a squint. If possible, I hope to see him fall into a big fuck." A member of parliament became very happy when he thought of being able to take advantage of others.

"Strick didn't know what promise he had received. He dared to drag the military down. If the newspapers repent, I'm afraid this time will be another storm like the Watergate incident." Another MP did not want the movement to become too big. He was worried that if the impact was too big, it might affect himself.

At this time, the Chairman made the final decision and dispelled their doubts.

"No need to care," said His Excellency the Chairman. "Although we don't know the details, the situation is very clear, and the military is not a solid piece of iron. The President has long wanted to reach out to the top military leaders. Now Stryker has just provided him with an opportunity. As for whom the board is hit, it is not you and me, and he will probably be some unlucky guy who has passed away. But the point is not here. The point is that no matter who comes to power, no matter who benefits, don't think less of our share."

He said, and the committee members laughed in agreement, and raised their glasses to greet the wise old man.

The chairman's wife, Xiu Ken, also flattered her brother-in-law: "Brother-in-law, what you said is so good - America is not afraid of challenges, never fears war - when you say this, you are upright and I seem to see your youthful style again."

The chairman smiled and shook his head. Anyway, he was all his own people here, so he had no worries. He put down his cup and took the opportunity to educate the new student.

"I was not so glorious when I was young, and I couldn't say justice at that time. In fact, justice has never been my pursuit." He said complacently, stroking his neatly combed hair.

"Many people try to show the appearance of a saint. Although they are not, they instinctively think that this can make them in a favorable position, but it is often counterproductive."

"When you act like this, people cheer for you on the surface, as if they have seen contemporary role models, but secretly want you to be good. Journalists will also help you build momentum. When you are lucky, it seems that you will never be in trouble. The flash will record every wonderful performance of yours. When your luck disappears, a small scandal or a nonsense sentence may be caught. They will suddenly make a fuss all over the United States, and then your reputation will become a stinky river. All the good reputations in the early stage will become a burden at this moment. They will in turn prove how good you are a hypocrite - once it is exposed, hypocrites are always ridiculed. So don't try to show your holiness. You are not a saint, and we are not."

"What should I do?" Xiuken moved his huge buttocks and tried to approach the leader to listen to his teachings. Other members of the lounge also paid attention to the senator's valuable experience.

"Be yourself," the Senator said solemnly, which is indeed his voice. "Be yourself, so that you may not stand out soon, but you can go long enough."

"How do you think I have reached the present in Congress? There is no secret." The senator said calmly. "When my generation was dominating, I was a little MP sitting in an inconspicuous corner; when they gradually lost their aura and became dull, I was an ordinary MP; when they were shaking by the scandal, I was a good MP; when they all fell, I looked around and there were no more people around me who could be ranked alongside me. This is how I went all the way to the present, not that my talents were above the others, but that I always focused on myself."

"I have never concealed my past. I have sucked big sucks, escaped military service, and spoke big words. I have made all the mistakes that young people have made, but no one has ever tried to use them to pull me down, because I was an ordinary person from the beginning, and I have concentrated all the forgiven mistakes that contemporary Americans can make, but never out of the ordinary."

When the senator said this, he was calm and arrogant. No one present dared to look him in the eyes. He looked at his wife and brother-in-law again and said meaningfully:

"Our life is still long, so don't rush to show off, don't make mistakes."

Xiu Ken nodded repeatedly.

On the other side, Eric finally got rid of the journalists' entanglement and walked towards the other side of the hearing hall.

"What are you going to do?" The security personnel followed him vigilantly. After listening to Stryker's statement, they were far less hostile to the mutants as they were at the beginning, but they were still quite cautious out of good professional ethics.

"Do you want to go together?" Eric smiled. "I hope I won't let you feel ashamed."

His words made the man twitch on his face, he subconsciously looked at the rostrum, and then stopped.

Eric entered the room alone, with no one else inside, only Stryker.

"Your performance is impressive, but there is some anxiety. Our Chairman may not be happy that you let his hearing end so soon." He said slowly while washing his hands in front of the sink.

Stryk looked out, he had some concerns. Eric knew what he was worried about and casually dispelled his hidden worries.

"No one, nor are there any voyeurism. But don't forget to put on makeup, I really don't know you have such a trick." He said, pointing at Stryker's gray face.

Stryker relaxed and said, "I have many abilities you don't know, but it's so convenient to have the ability, so don't worry about being photographed secretly." He said sourly, taking out a cigar, and then a flash of fire, he began to heat it up.

Eric looked at the shiny gadget in his hand and praised: "This thing is not bad, it seems that you have been doing well recently."

"There are only fifty of the limited editions in the world." Stryker picked up the lighter and listened intoxicatedly to the crisp sound it made. "I longed to have such a treasure thirty years ago, but I didn't expect to get it now."

Eric smiled and looked at him, and began to dry his hands using a hand dryer.

"Thank you for your blessing. Now I have a lot of money to enjoy my dreams when I was young." Stryker said, although his words were good, his expression was not very happy. "But I will be imprisoned in jail in a short time and I will never be able to enjoy it again."

"Don't do this, William." Eric persuaded. "Your days are still long. What's the point of going in for a year or two. As long as they still need you, you won't be able to come out soon--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"I've injected it, I feel better than ever, but I'm no longer a human being." Stryker felt a little sad.

"Sentimentality." Eric scoffed at his melancholy. "Who can say you are not a human? A new era is coming soon. In your lifetime, you will see a huge explosion of humans of all kinds - blood-sucking humans, beast-eared humans, wagging tails, and scales and armored humans. They will appear one by one, and there may be even more strange existences. By then you will not be conspicuous at all, and you may even be a representative of purebred humans."

Stryk shook his head, and he began to suck the clouds and irritate himself with the aroma of a cigar.

"Purebred? Purebred man and vampire purebred?" In the smoke, his expression gradually became chaotic.

"Don't look down on yourself." Eric waved his hands and said relaxedly. "The Germans often proud of their blood, but they turned a blind eye to their origins. The mixed blood of the Germans and the Baltics and Russians created Teutonics, and Teutonics became Prussia. When Prussia unified the little Germans and defeated France, they became descendants of the noble Aryans. You see, when a person or a group becomes strong and rich, he can ridicule his neighbors and laugh at his poor relatives. Who cares about their past at that time?"

Stryk did not answer. He sucked the cigar in big mouthfuls, and soon all the whole piece was finished. Then he pressed the ash and asked casually: "Are these things already as you expected, you can use me to complete this plan."

Eric did not deny this, he said lightly: "The best way to hide a tree is to hide it in the forest, and now we are all safe."

"The forest is not safe," Stryker said in a deep voice: "Some people will not let you care. Trask is not the only force targeting mutants. Don't underestimate those people. As long as they are willing, they can crush you to pieces. They are forests with twisted roots, not ghosts like me and Trask."

Eric smiled gently, not asking who "they" are.

"Then let them come over, I'll wait." He said lightly, then pointed at Stryker's face. "Don't forget to put on makeup."
Chapter completed!