Logan opened his eyes tiredly and vaguely heard someone arguing outside.
"Hurry up, why are you so slow?"
"The screws are too tight."
"Harder, idiot."
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Logan shook his head vigorously, trying to dispel his hangover discomfort, pushed open the car door and stumbled out. I saw a few gangsters squatting on the ground, removing the rear wheels of their Rolls-Royce.
"Hey guys," Logan struggled to stand upright, "This car is rented, be careful not to scratch the wheels."
These gangsters were startled at first, but when they saw clearly that they were an old man with a beard and wrinkles around his eyes, who looked to be in his seventies, they breathed a sigh of relief: "Old guy, if you don't want to die, Just get out of here."
"Seriously, a car like this is not worth much now. You'd better find another place."
Logan was still trying to restrain himself.
"Farke, there's so much nonsense."
A gangster stood up, pulled out a pistol, and pointed it at Logan: "Hand over the car keys."
"Don't be like this, I don't want to hurt you..."
"boom!"
Logan staggered back two steps and fell to the ground, a bright red appearing on his chest.
The gangster who fired the gun shook his head disdainfully and said to the others: "There's no need to remove the tires. Go and find the keys. Let's just drive away."
The others responded and put away the tools for removing tires. One of them wandered over and wanted to search Gen's body and find the car keys. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, Logan, who seemed to be dead, suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed his neck, and threw him out.
"Waltfalk?" The other gangsters were shocked. They drew their weapons and looked at Logan in surprise as he stood up again. "This old guy, I thought he was dead?"
Logan stood up unsteadily, feeling his burning chest, and grinned: "I'm warning you one last time, get out of here, or you'll have to bear the consequences."
"Fake Squid, old guy." The gangster leader spat hard and said sternly, "Kill him."
A guy next to him brandished an iron rod, rushed forward, and hit Logan on the head. However, only a roar was heard, and the man screamed, covered his face and fell to the ground.
Only then did others see three steel claws protruding from Logan's two fists. It's just that on the right fist, there is one that is only halfway out after turning, but it also looks numb.
"Oh my god, what is this?"
"Mutant, he's a mutant."
Along with the screams, the other gangsters looked at Logan in horror and took two steps back.
"damn it."
Logan shook his head helplessly, reached out and grabbed the steel claw that was only half extended, and pulled it out with all his strength.
"Why are you panicking? He's just an old man who will die at any moment."
A strong man got out of a pickup truck next to him, holding a shotgun in his hand. He said disdainfully: "Is the guy in your hands a living wage? Come on, let me kill him."
Under the threat of the strong man's shotgun, the other gangsters moved forward cautiously and formed a circle around Logan. Logan was like an angry old wolf, baring his teeth and letting out an intrusive roar. After a while, a gangster suddenly rushed up with an iron rod, but Logan just slapped the kid out with a claw.
But it was like a whistle gun in a game, and the other gangsters rushed over screaming. Logan waved his steel claws desperately, but unfortunately, due to his old age and hangover, his reaction ability was greatly reduced. Although he fought off the two gangsters one after another, he was hit with an iron rod on the back of his head. He staggered forward and just about to get up, other people swarmed up, fists, feet, bricks and sticks, falling like raindrops, smashing all the pieces. Gen lay on the ground and couldn't get up.
"Step aside."
Seeing Logan being beaten by his younger brothers, the leader dared to step forward with a shotgun, raised the gun and pointed it at Logan's head, wanting to pull the trigger and shoot him in the head. But as soon as his finger touched the trigger, before he could pull it, an invisible force struck and snatched the gun away from his hand.
Not only the guns, but also the sticks and weapons in the hands of other gangsters flew up out of thin air, floated in mid-air, turned their guns, and pointed them at their original masters.
Just when the gangster was stunned and thought he had encountered a ghost, a figure fell from the sky and shouted: "Logan?"
Logan gasped, struggled to straighten up from the ground, and looked back. After seeing the other party's appearance clearly, he trembled all over, stood up, shook his head vigorously, and rubbed his eyes vigorously: "No way, you have been dead a long time ago."
"Why am I dead in every world?"
The visitor was naturally Magneto King Lao Wan. He snorted dissatisfiedly, looked at Logan's miserable appearance, frowned and said, "Oh my God, Logan, how did you become like this?"
Logan obviously hadn't woken up from the shock. He covered his forehead with his hand and murmured: "Oh my God, I must have drank too much or had a concussion. I am hallucinating."
Magneto looked at the decadent Logan and knew that the Wolverine in this world was much more miserable than the Wolverine he knew, so he said nothing more. With just a casual wave of his hand, the shotgun and pistol floating in the air fired at the same time, and there was a burst of gunshots. He robbed and beat all the gangsters to death.
Logan was startled by the gunshots and looked at the bodies lying on the ground and the weapons and guns falling from the air. He was stunned for a while, then suddenly pointed at Magneto: "Are you really Eric? Aren't you dead? You were all killed by Charles back then, why are you alive again?"
"Am I killed by Charles?"
Magneto's face turned dark instantly.
I finally escaped from a blackened Professor X, but why did I meet a crazy Professor X again
"Where's Charles? He's there and I want to see him."
Magneto took a step forward, and Logan immediately took an attack stance. Unfortunately, Magneto just waved his hand, and Logan, whose whole body was made of metal, immediately flew up involuntarily and fell heavily to the ground.
"I don't care whether you are a human or a ghost. Charles has paid the price for his mistakes. Please let him go."
Seeing that there was no hope of resistance, Logan could only shout helplessly.
"Pay the price?" Magneto hooked his fingers again, and Logan flew up again, face to face with him, "What happened to Charles in this world?"
Logan's lips trembled a few times, and finally sighed: "He has Alzheimer's disease and has almost forgotten who he is."
"It's impossible. Charles has the most powerful brain on earth. How could he become an idiot?"
Magneto shouted excitedly.
Logan sighed: "Whether you believe it or not, this is a fact. There are also medicines I bought for him in the car. He lost control and killed so many X-Men because he was ill."
"No, I don't believe it." Magneto waved his hand and threw Logan into the car. Then he got in and said sternly, "Take me to see Charles, right now, right now!"