The air in Afghanistan in the Middle East is always dry and dreary, and in the evening, I feel as if I am relieved. After Tang Tian left, he also gave Dark Wolverine Jack a new task, that is, to find the famous Manchu Lord.

When Jack walked into the smoke-filled house of Afghanistan, he couldn't help coughing twice, and he waved his hand to get rid of the choking smoke of the inferior tobacco, and when he sorted out his eyes, he found that the room was full of people, and each one of them looked fierce. Behind the middle table sat a fat man with no visible chin, and his eyebrows could be used as wigs. According to Tang Tian's information, Jack knew that this was also the territory of the Manchurians.

"Get out of the way, boy!" The man behind shoved and shoved Jack in, as if he had done it on purpose.

Jack raised his hands, indicating that he was not armed with any weapons. He wears black fingerless gloves on his hands, which become very conspicuous when he raises his hands. Everyone in the room looked up at the newcomer, and some slowly reached over their waists. They certainly didn't know that Jack now had the same powers as Wolverine.

"Hey, you're new here, I'm Jack!" Jack greeted everyone with a smile at the little man after being squeezed in.

"My own people, come and have fun." Some of the people around him turned around again, and some of them looked at Jack with suspicion.

Jack had time to take a good look at the humble house. It is said that the house has lifted it a little, but in fact it is a simple shack made of large tents. A bunch of people who didn't seem to be righteous gathered around five or six tables, big and small, were playing cards. The smell of sweat in the room was mixed with the unknown stench, and the smell of those inferior tobacco, which was simply suffocating.

Jack doesn't want to stay in this place anymore, and he's used to the life that Tang Tian gives, and Jack is no longer used to the original life. And he was meant to change his life. He didn't want to touch such things anymore.

"I suddenly remembered that there was one thing, see you later." Jack patted the little man on the shoulder and turned around to leave, in fact, he and the little man were not acquaintances, but they just went to see him as a rich master, so in order to let Jack find information, let him come here.

"Shozi. Why did you bring another gutsless one? The fat pig without a neck in the middle suddenly spoke slowly. He didn't even lift his eyelids, and the dice in his hand snapped.

Jack, who had already turned around and walked to the door, suddenly stopped, he turned around, and suddenly found a room full of guys watching him, and it looked like he would lose face if he ran away.

He touched his nose and swaggered back to the fat pig's table, pulling a matza to sit across from him.

He stared at the fat man's barely visible little eyes with contempt and said, "What are you playing?" You're set! It doesn't make sense to win or lose. ”

Thirty minutes later, Jack had lost the last coin in his pocket. It can be seen. This is a black shop, but it's fine. Jack didn't want to talk to them, the money was all outside of his body, he lost it all, and he was looking for a chance to leave. Money has no meaning to him for the time being, and now he is worth a lot of money.

"What a pity!" Jack pushed all the change in front of him to the fat pig guy, "No luck! I'll be with you another day! ”

"Don't keep playing?" He wasted no time in coming over.

Jack was trying to get out, where to have time to talk nonsense with him. He turned to leave. But he was pressed to the ground again by a big man.

"You don't have anything else of value? We, the Ten Commandments, are the subordinates of the Manchu Lords, and we have absolute rule over this place. "Fat Pig rolled another tobacco roll. Squinting at Jack.

Jack patted his pocket, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, felt out a red apple, put it on the table, tilted his head and smiled at the fat pig in front of him.

Suddenly, a sharp knife flashed with cold light. It slammed into Jack's back, stuck to the center of the apple, and pinned it to the table in front of Jack.

"Don't play tricks, boy. We know you're different, and you have nothing to fear. The fat pig guy spat a breath of stinking smoke into Jack's face. I heard you have information on Ambrera Corporation. ”

"It's the world's biggest company." The gentleman leaned over and said with a hippie smile.

Jack glared at him, and the boy immediately retreated.

"That's what it was for." Jack lowered his head and smiled, he flashed a watch-like miniature computer from his arm, shining in everyone's eyes, "If you want it, it's up to you to take it!" ”

With a sharp slam of force, he flipped the table in front of him upward, and the cards began to fly and dice scattered all over the ground. Taking advantage of this chaotic time, Jack used Erdman's alloy claws, flung out with one hand, and hit the waist of the people around him, like a cold light swimming in the blood gap of bones, only to hear the sound of clanging incessantly, the silver snakes broke their tendons, and the screams kept coming to mind.

By the time all the cards had fallen, Jack's fancy cutting had already taken over the magic powers, and the people around him who were watching in fascination woke up like a dream and pulled out their guns.

The moment they raised their guns, everyone's arms fell in unison. Although Jack's claws didn't hurt anyone just now, the knife was precise and cut off the arms of each of them.

The scene was suddenly awkward, everyone took care of their arms, and they had to put their guns on the table and wrap their arms with their hands free.

Jack smiled, and looked at the fat pig in front of him who was not moving, and was still sitting on the stool, as stable as Tarzan, and his absolute strength was not easy to deal with. And if it weren't for the fact that I didn't want to get entangled with these people, I would have left here a long time ago, and the task is still the most important. Jack thought, turned around and swaggered out the door.

Before he could reach the door, however, a submachine gun came in from outside the tent and pushed him back to the hut by the nose impartially.

"You're good and powerful!" "Still, it's too young. ”

Jack turned around and looked at this self-righteous fat pig's head, he had put up with it again and again, but this fat pig guy never seemed to know what to do, and it seemed that he didn't give him a little color, and he didn't know what the sky was high and the earth was thick, that was the price of death.

"So." Jack slowly approached the fat pig who couldn't move, his tall eyes almost touched the fat on the fat pig's face, his eyes were resolute and full of youthful strength, there was no spotlight and no light chasing glass, some feelings needless to say, but he was destined to be the king. (To be continued.) )