Let's take our eyes off Cyber for a moment, because just after he received the "last round" of experimental injections, he was locked up in that dark zinc, and the next time he showed up, it might not be what would happen.

And now, while Cyber is screaming in pain because of the collapse of his genes, in the deep mountains of Quebec, Canada, another thing is happening, underway, yes, it's something closely related to Cyber, I can't skip it, and I don't want to miss it either.

The deep mountains and forests are almost an isolated place, and with the support of Canada's abundant forestry resources, this profession that has appeared hundreds of years ago has not been eliminated until now, and frankly, there is very little money to be made in this industry, and it is very risky, except for locals and some people who do not have many opportunities, there will be no one who will continue to work in the lumberjack industry for a long time.

Unless someone who has to do this job.

"Hey, Logan, if you want me to say, you can definitely live a good life with your wife in the big city, with your beast-like body, why don't you give it a try?"

The old foreman, in his 40s, sat on a felled log and drank local wine, and smiled as he took a coarsest cigar from Logan's hand, which looked like he had made with his own hands, and tasted terrible, but it tasted nothing better for an old smoking gun.

"Kayla doesn't really like big cities, I don't really like either, it's nice here. ”

Logan smiled, this typical white man is nearly 2 meters tall, even if he is wearing a dirty lumberjack's uniform, he can't hide the rough aura on his body, as well as the muscles, his beard is long along the side of his face, he looks very manly, especially those eyes, even when they are peaceful, they will make people feel a little depressed... But everyone in the neighborhood knew that this fierce-looking guy was a good-natured man.

He even saved 4 children from wild bears 3 years ago, and for this reason, this guy is very popular in this generation, and others will come to him for anything.

And his mantra is...

"Be innocent and make money. ”

"Okay, okay, you're like people from the previous era, my father's generation. ”

The old foreman drunkenly said, "They are also reluctant to give up this mountain, but unfortunately, they finally left here... Hey, who's who? You don't see anyone wearing such nice clothes in the area. ”

The old foreman's words made Logan, who was building logs, stop what he was doing, his nose moved like a beast sniffing a smell, and a second later, a look of depression and irritation appeared on his face.

"Logan!"

A voice sounded behind him, but Logan didn't look back, and the old foreman glanced drunkenly at the two men who got out of the car, and he removed the bottle from his hand and looked at Logan,

"Need help?

"No, no, I can handle it!"

Logan smiled at him, then turned around, the smile on his face instantly faded, he threw the carpentry gloves in his hand aside, lit his cigar, and walked to the middle-aged man in front of him wearing a black trench coat and gold-rimmed glasses, Stryker... The bastard he least wanted to see, and the guy who was following Stryker, in a crisp suit and tweezers on his ears with a headset.

Hell, there's no way to get those airwaves in this place.

"There's a job for you, Captain. ”

Stryker opened his arms towards Logan with kindness on his face, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time, but Logan ignored him, carried the axe and grazed his body, threw the axe in a dilapidated pickup truck, he leaned on the car, and said impatiently,

"I have a job now, Stryker, to leave before I do it. ”

"Don't do that, kid. ”

Stryker didn't care about Logan's coldness, he pointed to the cold young man behind him and said, "Remember him?

Logan glanced at Zero and pouted,

"I have very few friends, and there is absolutely not a single bastard in there who is used to shooting first and talking later. ”

"Bang"

A faint gunshot sounded, Zero's left hand reached into the pocket of his trench coat, took out a special pistol, aimed, fired, and then withdrew the pistol, the bullet accurately halved the cigar on Logan's mouth, this process is actually nothing to say, many veterans can do it, but the problem is time... This series of processes, which didn't even take 1 second, is basically the extent of a flower in front of other people's eyes.

Obviously, this is not an ordinary person either... Mutant, Zero, deadly sharpshooter, Logan's comrade-in-arms from a decade ago, a nasty, self-esteemed bastard.

"Inferior cigars, 18,000 yuan a year, playing kissing games with the village teacher Zong, Logan, I have to say, your taste is still so bad!"

Zero spoke, his voice as cold as his appearance, but while he was pretending to be handsome, Logan's gaze was already dangerous, and Stryker saw that the situation was not good, he waved his hand,

"Alright, go back to the car, Zero, I have something to talk about with Logan!"

Zero's eyes also flashed with a fierce battle intent, but under Stryker's stern gaze, he still turned around, and Logan jumped into a mocking smile at this moment,

"Tsk, good dog. ”

"What did you say?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight again, Stryker slapped the front cover of the car, "That's enough for the two of you! I'm here today to watch you guys fight?"

Zero snorted reluctantly, he turned away, and stood 20 meters away, while Stryker took out a newspaper from his pocket and slapped it on Logan's hand, and his tone became unceremoniously,

"Do you really think I'm here to work for you? I'm here to save your life, you unappreciative fellow!"

Logan glanced at Stryker suspiciously, as a veteran who had fought with Stryker for more than ten years and had participated in countless wars before that, he knew the nature of a person like Stryker, but when he opened the newspaper, he understood what Stryker meant.

"Bradley was killed three days ago... Before him was Waynes, you know what I mean?"

Stryker lowered his voice, "Someone is hunting down our former team members, and he's certainly not an ordinary person, I need you, Logan, to put on your uniform again, we have a challenger, and I know that you are not willing to stay in such a small place for the rest of your life, especially you..."

The old general glanced at Logan playfully, "That wife of yours will always get old, and you, you won't get old, you'll eventually leave this place, you don't belong here, Logan, I've always known you well, you're a natural warrior, not a who... Hell, lumberjack!"

After Logan saw the news of the tragic death of his former comrade-in-arms, his eyes became fierce for a moment, so that Stryker thought that there was a way to do this, but the next moment, he shoved the newspaper back into Stryker's hand,

"You think you know me well? Forget it, Stryker, don't be so high-sounding, you're scared... But I'm not afraid!"

Logan turned to open the door and sat in the broken car that was all over the place after the ignition, he glanced at Stryker, took the smelly inferior cigar from his pocket again, and snorted,

"Worry about yourself, General Stryker, I can protect myself. ”

"Don't forget who you are!

Stryker leaned on the car window and said in an extremely serious tone, "Your country needs you now!"

"Do mutants have a country?"

Logan glanced at him, "Even a bastard like you who uses us as weapons can be a general in that country, is that country really worth my fight for? Good luck, Stryker, I'll go lay you flowers when you're dead. ”

"Logan, Logan eggs, come back to me!"

Stryker watched Logan drive away in a broken car, he angrily threw the newspaper in his hand on the ground, he thought he could move Logan, but...

"Whew... It doesn't matter, you brought it on yourself!"

A cold light flashed on the frame of Stryker's gold-rimmed glasses, and he sat back in the car and said to Zero, who was driving, "Inform Victor... He's ready to do it!"

Logan's wife, Kayla, a teacher in the local village and a well-known beauty, hurriedly put down what she was doing after Logan returned home angrily, walked up, and asked softly by Logan's arm,

"What's wrong? ”

"Whew... It's nothing. ”

Logan breathed a sigh of relief and stroked his wife's blonde hair, he took her in his arms and whispered, "We're moving, dear. ”

"Huh?"

Kayla grabbed his arm nervously, "Did they find out who you were?"

Yes, Kayla knew Logan's mutant identity, Logan swayed, he didn't want his wife to worry too much, so he said casually, "It's just some troublesome things, let's move tomorrow, and when I come back, we'll go to Toronto, we've been in this little mountain village for several years, and we should go back to the city for a walk." ”

"Well, listen to you! My Wolverine. ”

Kayla gently let Logan pick herself up, she looked at this man, there was love in her eyes that could not be concealed, and Wolverine, which is the name of the moon in the ancient beliefs she believes, represents her strong, unpretentious love, but when Logan is not paying attention, a faint blue light shines in her eyes... That's obviously not what ordinary people should have.

The worse thing than falling into one trick is that when you don't know it, you have actually entered another trick, the freedom you think, the love you think you think... It's just a cloak of disguise and trickery, and the happiest time may also be a memory trapped in a lie, but unfortunately, not everyone is wise enough to find this.

The next morning, Logan got up early in the morning, went to cut the wings of the wood to calculate his salary, after he was leaving, the old foreman reluctantly took Logan's hand and chatted for more than ten minutes, after they were going to Toronto, the old foreman generously calculated a month's salary for Logan, and Logan changed hands and spent this month's salary on the lumberjack and the country bar he often went to, invited everyone to drink a glass of wine, and then drove towards home in their blessing.

But just as he was halfway there, he smelled a familiar smell, and he looked out the window... There, a hideous bear head was clutched at a branch as if it had been severed by some sharp weapon, and there were scratches on the trunk.

It's like the claws of a real beast.

Logan's face changed dramatically, and the broken car was driven to its highest speed, but by the time he rushed back to the house, it was all over.

Blood... Everywhere, on the floor, on the walls, on the torn furniture, in the middle of the thoroughly reddened bed, beautiful Kayla seemed to sleep gently, but the hideous scratch on her abdomen made Logan's body tremble, death had taken over the room, and he was finally one step late, he failed to fulfill his promise to leave Stryker's special forces.

Another woman died for him, he was like a fool, he moved to the bed step by step, stretched out his hand, the fingers trembled on Kayla's already cold cheeks, there were tears welling up in his eyes, he gently picked Kayla up, knelt on the ground, suppressed the pain, more for the self-condemnation, the pain derived from love, the tearing feeling welled up in his heart.

I don't know how many times this is... Every time he wants to immerse himself in a relationship, he encounters this kind of catastrophe, and the world does not seem to allow an outstanding warrior to become an ordinary person, and it seems to be reminding Logan in this cruel way.

Who are you... You won't end up here, and neither will your destiny!

"Ahh

Logan's last tears dripped in blood on the ground, and he hugged the corpse in his arms, an uncontrollable anger almost bursting in his chest,

"Ahh

Like a wolf howling in the wilderness, fighting, never stopping...

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