Chapter 156
Let’s look away from Cyber for now, because just after he received the “last round” of experimental injections, he was locked into the all black, no daylight In the little house, when he shows up next time, what might be the case.
And now, just as Cyber is screaming painfully because of genetic collapse, in the deep mountain forest farm of Quebec, Canada, another thing is happening and is going on. Yes, this is closely related to Cyber. I can’t skip it, and I don’t want to miss it either.
Deep Mountain Forest Farm is almost an isolated place. With the support of Canada’s abundant forestry resources, this kind of profession that has appeared hundreds of years ago has not been eliminated until now. Frankly speaking, There is very little profit in this business, and the risk is high. Except for the locals and some people who don't have much opportunities, no one will work in the lumberjack business for a long time.
Unless some people have to come to do this job.
"Hey, Logan, let me say that you should take your wife to the big city. With your body like Beast, you can definitely live a good life, why not give it a try What?"
The 40-something old foreman sat on the felled logs while drinking the local wine while laughingly took the roughest cigar from Logan. This thing It looks like he made it by himself, and it tastes terrible, but for an old smoker, there is nothing better than this.
"Kayla doesn't like big cities very much. I don't actually like it. It's nice here."
Logan laughed, this typical white man is nearly 2 meters tall, even if he wears The dirty lumberjack uniform can't conceal the rough breath on his body, as well as the bulging muscles. His full beard is long along the side of his face and looks very manly, especially his eyes. Even when it's peaceful, it can make people feel a little depressed... But everyone in the neighborhood knows that this fierce looking guy is a good-tempered person.
He even saved 4 children from the wild bear 3 years ago. For this reason, this guy is very popular in this generation, and others will look for him for anything.
And his mantra is...
"Be innocent and make money innocently."
"Okay, okay, you guy , It's like the people of the last era, my father generation."
The old foreman said drunkly, "They are also reluctant to bear this mountain, but unfortunately, they finally left here... Hey, who are these people? I don’t see people wearing such good clothes locally."
The words of the old foreman caused Logan, who was building logs, to stop his work and his nose moved. Moving, like a Beast sniffing the scent, a second later, a touch of depression and irritability appeared on his face.
"Logan!"
A voice rang behind him, but Logan did not turn his head. The old foreman glanced drunkly at the two people who got out of the car. He put the wine bottle Move away from hand and look at Logan,
"Need help? Child"
"No, no, I can handle it!"
Logan toward He laughed, then turned around, the smile on his face was instantly converged, he threw aside the carpentry gloves in his hand, lit his cigar, and walked to the middle age person in front of him, Stryker, who was wearing a black trench coat and gold glasses. .. The bastard he didn't want to see the least, and the guy behind Stryker, in a straight suit and pretending to wear a headset on his ears.
Damn it, this place can't receive those radio waves at all.
"I have a job for you, Captain."
Stryker moved towards Logan with a benevolent face and opened his arms, like an old friend he hadn’t seen for a long time, but Logan didn’t care. He, carrying the axe across his body, threw the axe in a dilapidated Pickup, he leaned on the car, and said impatiently,
"I have a job now, Stryker, Leave before I do it."
"Don't do this, child."
Stryker didn't care about Logan's indifference. He pointed to the cold youngster behind him and said, "Also Remember him? No. Zero, your old comrade-in-arms, old friend, shouldn’t you celebrate when you meet?"
Logan glanced at No. Zero, curl one's lip,
"I have few friends, and there is absolutely no bastard in it who is used to shooting first and then talking."
"peng"
A faint gunshot sounded, and the zero number's left hand reached in. In the pocket of the windbreaker, take out a special pistol, aim, shoot, and then retract the pistol. The bullet accurately smashed the cigar on Logan's mouth in half. There is nothing to say about this process. Many veterans can do it. It did, but the problem was time... This series of processes didn't even take 1 second, basically just to the extent that others saw a flash.
Obviously, this is not an ordinary person either... Mutant, number zero, a deadly sharpshooter, Logan’s comrade-in-arms more than ten years ago, a nasty, self-respecting bastard.
"Inferior cigars, 1W8 thousand yuan a year, live with a village teacher and play kiss games, Logan, I have to say, your taste is still so bad!"
Zero He spoke, his voice was as cold as his appearance, but at the same time he was pretending to be handsome, Logan's eyes were already dangerous, Stryker saw that the situation was far from good, he waved his hand,
"Okay, return to the car, number zero, I have something to discuss with Logan!"
There is also a raging fighting intent flashing in the eyes of number zero, but he has a stern look at Stryker Next, he was still turned, and Logan showed a mocking smile at this brief moment,
"tch tch, good dog."
"What did you say?"
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Stryker slammed the front cover of the car, "Enough! You two! I came here today to see you arguing? Bastard!"
No. Zero was the reluctant snorted. He turned away and stood 20 meters away, while Stryker shook his head, took out a newspaper from his pocket, and slapped it on Logan’s hand. The tone also became impolite,
"Do you really think I came to work with you? I'm here to save your life! You unkind fellow!"
Logan looked at Stryker suspiciously. As a veteran who has fought with Stryker for more than ten years and participated in countless wars before that, he knew the nature of people like Stryker, but when he opened the newspaper , He understood what Stryker's meant.
"Bradley was killed three days ago...It was Wilson before him, do you know what I mean?"
Stryker lowered his voice, "Someone is chasing us A former player, and he is definitely not an ordinary person. I need you, Logan, to put on the military uniform again. We have challengers. I know that you are not willing to stay in such a small place forever, especially you..."
Old General took a playful look at Logan, "Your wife will always be old, and you, you will not be old, you will eventually leave this place, you don’t belong here, Logan, I have always known you very well. You are a born warrior, not a...heard lumberjack!"
After seeing the news of the tragic death of his comrades in arms, Logan had a look in his eyes. It became so fierce in an instant that Stryker thought there was a way, but at the next moment, he put the newspaper into Stryker's hands again,
"Do you think you know me well? Forget it, Stryker , Don’t be so high-sounding, you’re scared...but I’m not scared!"
Logan turned opened the door and got into this broken car that was blaring all over after the ignition. He glanced at Stryker , Took out the inferior cigar from his pocket again, he snorted,
"Worry about yourself, General Stryker, I can protect myself."
" Don't forget your identity! Captain!"
Stryker lay on the car window with a serious tone, "Now your country needs you!"
"Does Mutant have a country?" "
Logan glanced at him, "Even a bastard like you who treats us as a weapon can become a general in that country. Is that country really worth my effort for it? Or that sentence... .Good luck, Stryker, after you die, I will give you flowers."
"Logan! Logan! Asshole! Come back to me!"
Look at Stryker While Logan drove away in the broken car, he angrily threw the newspaper in his hand on the ground. He thought he could move Logan, but...
"Hoo...it doesn’t matter, it’s You asked for it!"
A cold light flashed on the frame of Stryker's gold wire glasses. He got into the car again and said to the driving number zero, "Notify Victor... he can do it!"
Logan’s wife Kayla, a teacher at a local rural elementary school, a well-known beauty, after Logan returned home angrily, she hurriedly put down her hands I walked up, stroked Logan’s arm, and asked in a soft voice,
"What's wrong?" Dear. "
"Huh... it's nothing. "
Logan sighed with relief and stroked his wife's golden hair. He held her in his arms and said softly, "We are moving, dear. "
"en?"
Kayla clutched his arm nervously, "Did they find out who you are?" "
Yes, Kayla knows Logan's Mutant identity, Logan shook the head, he doesn't want his wife to worry too much, so he casually said, "It's just a troublesome thing. Let's move tomorrow. After I came back, we went to Toronto and spent several years in this Oyama Village. It's time for us to go back to the city for a stroll. "
"Well, it's up to you! My Wolverine. "
Kayla gently allowed Logan to pick herself up. She looked at this man with unconcealable love in her eyes, and Wolverine was the name for the moon in the ancient faith she believed in. , Represents her deep and unpretentious love, but when Logan was not paying attention, a touch of dim-blue rays of light shone in her eyes... Obviously it is not what an ordinary person should have.
The worse thing than falling into a trick is that when you don’t know it, you have actually entered into another trick. The freedom you think, the love you think... are just the cloak of disguise, The happiest time may also be a memory deep in lies. Unfortunately, not everyone is wise to discover this.
In the early morning of the second day, Logan got up early and went to log After the settlement of his salary, the old foreman held Logan's hand with a look of dismay and chatted for ten minutes after he was leaving. One month’s wages, and Logan changed hands and spent this month’s wages on lumberjacks and small country bars that they often go to. Everyone had a drink, and then, in their blessings, they drove towards the house. .
But when he was driving halfway, he smelled a familiar smell, he looked towards the window... there, a ferocious bear's head was caught on a branch, like It’s like being cut off by a sharp weapon, and there are traces of scratches on the trunk.
Like the claws of a real Beast.
Logan complexion greatly changed, this broken car The car was driven to the highest speed by him, but when he rushed back to the house, everything was over.
Blood... everywhere, on the ground, on the walls, on the torn furniture, In the center of the completely red-stained bed, the beautiful Kayla seemed to fall asleep gently, but the hideous scratch on her abdomen made Logan's body tremble. Death has already taken over the room. He In the end, he came a step too late. He failed to fulfill his promise to leave Stryker's Special Forces.
Another woman died for him. He seemed stupid. He moved step by step. To the bed, extend the hand, with the fingers trembling on Kayla's already cold cheeks, tears gushing in his eyes, he gently picked up Kayla and knelt on the ground, suppressing the pain, more It was the condemnation of the self, the pain and tearing feeling that was caused by love surged in his heart.
I don’t know this anymore. This is the first time...every time he wants to immerse himself in a relationship, he will encounter this kind of misfortune. This world does not seem to allow an outstanding warrior to become an ordinary person, it seems to be Remind Logan in this cruel way.
Who are you...you won't belong here in the end, and your destiny won't be here!
"Ah, ah..."
Logan's last tear dripped in the blood on the ground. He hugged the corpse in his arms tightly, and an inexhaustible anger was in the air. He almost burst open in his chest,
"Aaaah!"
Like a wild wolf howling, fighting, never stopping...