Chapter 12: Half of Half of Half of Half of Half
Las Vegas, a world-renowned resort city centered on the gambling industry for tourism, shopping and vacation, is a famous gambling city, with hell on one side and paradise on the other.
Logan's old friend is here.
in a boxing club.
Mike took Clark and followed Logan into his office on the second floor.
Clark excitedly lay in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and watched the boxers training below, waving his small fists in the same way as the other party.
Mike playfully scratches Clark's nose and teases the little one.
Logan looked at the father and son, and envy flashed in his eyes, until the phantom next to him bumped Rogan with his elbow, and Rogan came back to his senses and took the beer handed by the other party.
Phantom, named John, is a black man with teleportation abilities and was Logan's teammate when he worked on Stryker's X-Team.
"What is this?"
John lifted his chin at Mike and whispered to Logan.
Logan took a sip of beer and said, "Friend." ”
The phantom hesitated and asked cautiously, "Kindred?" ”
Logan was about to nod, but Mike turned his head and smiled at him, and said firmly, "No! ”
Shrugging his shoulders, Logan took a sip of wine, but the Phantom laughed and said, "Interesting people." ”
He waved the wine in his hand to Mike Young: "Hey! Buddy! Have a bottle! ”
As he spoke, he threw the wine away.
Mike took it, thanked him, and continued to look at the training outside with Clark.
Logan raised the wine in his hand, touched it with the phantom, and said, "Victor, do you know where he is?" ”
"I'm sorry, Logan, I haven't been in touch with him in a long time." The phantom spread his hands and said, "A few months after you left, I quit because I didn't want to round them up." ”
"Rounding them up? Who? ”
Logan's eyes were solemn, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
The phantom lowered his head, rubbed the wine bottle in his hand with both hands, and said in a low voice, "Mutant." ”
"Fack!"
Logan let out a low scolding.
After a moment of silence, the phantom tried to change the subject and said, "What are you looking for Victor?" Are you going to reconcile? ”
Because of the disagreement, Logan and Victor the Saber-toothed Tiger had a disagreement, one left the team, and the other continued to follow Stryker.
"I'm going to kill him."
Logan's tone was cold.
The phantom looked embarrassed.
He would have liked to talk about something light-hearted......
"Ahem!" Phantom clenched his fists and coughed lightly, "What did he do?" ”
"Don't ask."
Logan took a somewhat irritable sip of beer.
Just then, Mike turned his head and reminded, "Logan, that gunman." ”
Logan patted his head, looked at the phantom, and said, "Agent Zero, do you know about him?" ”
Phantom shook his head, then said, "Frey probably knows that he has a good relationship with Zero. ”
"Where is he?"
"Right here!"
"I'll go find him!"
The phantom body flashed, and instantly appeared beside Logan, pressed Logan's shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, he only came here at four o'clock." ”
Logan was silent, looked at the clock on the wall, and when he saw that the time was almost up, he turned around and sat down on the desk, and said, "Then I'll wait for him until four o'clock." ”
"What about you?"
Turning his head to look at Mike and his son.
Clark looked at Mike expectantly and said, "Dad, I want to go down and have a look." ”
Mike pointed down and walked down with Clarke.
After Mike and the two left, the Phantom said to Logan, "How did you meet?" What's going on with the man and the child? ”
Logan grinned, looked down and saw a cigar on the table, his eyes lit up, grabbed a cigar and stuffed it into his mouth, still looked at the phantom to himself, and said helplessly: "You just need to know that they are good people." ”
The phantom answered, and after a moment of silence, the two talked about their experiences over the years.
Ground floor, in the training ground.
Clark took Mike's hand and stared at a pair of blue eyes, looking curiously at everything around him.
"Yo, little one!"
A muscular and muscular man greeted Clark and said, "Do you like boxing?" ”
As he spoke, he made two quick blows in front of him with both hands into fists.
Clark nodded and said, "I like it!" ”
Mike touched Clark's head and smiled.
"Huh!"
The fighter suddenly smiled contemptuously and said, "Then you're going to have to do it, boy!" Don't look like your dad, look like a! ”
As soon as these words came out, Mike's eyes turned cold.
Speaking ill of the child's parents in front of the child is the most annoying person.
But before he could speak, Clark said loudly in his immature voice: "My dad is handsome, you are a, I can knock you over with one hand!" ”
Hearing Clark say that he was handsome, Mike nodded in satisfaction.
"Haha!" The burly man took a step forward, pointed to his face, and said, "Come, little one, hit me and try it, so that you can see what a man is!" ”
Clark looked up at Mike and said, "Dad, can I hit him?" ”
Mike forbade him to hit people for fear of killing them.
"Huh!"
Mike chuckled, picked up Clark, and whispered in his ear, "Don't use all your strength, just half of half and half of half." ”
With the strength that Clark can now lift a car, slamming it into the man's face will blow the man's head off.
Walking towards the boxer, in the other party's defiant gaze at Mike, Clark held his fleshy white and tender little hand, and the small fist punched the opponent's face.
"Bang!"
There was a clear sound.
The man's face was violently deformed, and as two teeth mixed with blood spurted out of his mouth, his body leaned back and flew backwards.
Mike froze, but Clark cheered.
The man on the ground fainted directly, while the others on the training ground saw the movement here and looked at it curiously.
Mike hugged Clark and shouted, "Come on, see what's going on with this man?" Why did you suddenly fly out? ”
Everyone came with strange faces, and they didn't think about the weak father and son and the boxer lying on the ground.
Mike breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Clark and turned away, while whispering, "Didn't I make you a little stronger?" ”
Clark said aggrievedly: "I just used half of my strength as my father said." ”
Mike looked strange and said, "You've been getting more strength lately?" ”
Clark nodded and said, "I guess, I accidentally crushed my toy." ”
Thinking of Captain America who was crushed by himself, Clark's eyes were red, and when he thought about his toys that were 'killed' in the sea of fire, he was even more sad, his mouth pursed, and tears began to roll in his eyes.
Mike coughed lightly and said, "I don't blame you, Clark." ”
"That man deserves it, he made you beat it."
"I'll take you to buy toys."
Clark's tears disappeared instantly, and he nodded happily.