"Wow, Shangdi, this is your house? It's big, it's beautiful. ”

When Harry Potter followed Shangdi across the space from the city center to this suburban town, he was completely attracted by the beautiful houses in front of him.

He ran up and down excitedly, and then in the bedroom on the second floor, he opened the curtain of the floor-to-ceiling window, and suddenly the golden sunlight shone into the room.

Shang Di calmly watched the goods running up and down, and estimated that he would soon be unhappy.

"Hmm... What's going on? Huh? Here it comes. ”

At this time, Wolverine, who was still sleepy-eyed, came out of his house.

He rubbed his eyes, and when he saw Shang Di sitting listlessly on the sofa in the living room, a stirred spirit, and his brain immediately cleared up.

I looked up at the clock, and it was only eight o'clock.

Shoot!

"Ah, Uncle Wolverine, good morning."

After Harry walked around, he saw Wolverine as he descended the stairs and waved in greeting.

"Good morning, boy."

Wolverine wasn't so polite to Harry, yawned, and went to wash.

Well, this product is the same to everyone except Shang Di, hard as a stone, and it's okay not to conflict with people for three hours.

Training officially began at nine o'clock.

Shang Di was leisurely eating fruit and watching TV in the living room, listening to Harry's screams from time to time, and he was extremely happy.

This time, he didn't use a barrier to isolate his ears, people, if you want to enjoy life, how can you block out external sounds?

You're right?

At lunchtime, when Harry appeared in front of Shang Di with a blue nose and swollen face, his eyes were full of resentment.

What about good fighting skills, good cool moves?

Wolverine, this guy doesn't know anything at all, so he'll beat him blindly!

All mornings were spent in beatings, and if it weren't for his strong body, he would probably be burping now.

“...”

Shang Di glanced at him and remained silent.

To be honest, he didn't expect Wolverine to be a parallel import.

The truth is not at all different from what he originally thought, it stands to reason that after participating in so many major wars, he should have learned some fighting skills, right? But this guy doesn't have any skills other than using his physical fitness to crush his opponent.

At most, it is because of the sharp beast instincts, all kinds of stress reactions.

"I'm going to change teachers!" Harry protested with emotion.

If you don't know how to teach, forget it, shoot back and be violent, look at this leg, this hand, where is it not a bruise?

Harry's miserable appearance now is really sad for those who see it, and those who hear it cry!

Click, click, click.

Nearby, the sound of moving joints was heard.

Harry shuddered and leaned over to Shangdy.

"Ah, that's cool."

Wolverine walked over with a happy face, took out a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, opened it with a snap, and poured it down.

It's as if the depression of these days has disappeared.

Cool, really cool.

That's life.

Looking at the two guys with completely different expressions next to him, Shang Di showed a slight smile.

That's the interesting thing.

So, he knowingly asked Harry, "How do you feel, isn't it good?" ”

Harry instantly became excited: "No, it's bad, it's not the same as you told me, you told me that Uncle Wolverine would teach me martial arts, but one morning, I didn't learn anything except to be beaten." ”

"You've learned to get beaten."

Wolverine mends the knife next to him.

"Look, it's still useful." Shang Di's second mending knife.

Harry was allowed to make a blood-vomiting expression, and he looked at the two guys beside him without tears, feeling like he was in a den of thieves!

He was the little sheep who fell into the trap of two big bad wolves.

No matter how sad and angry Harry is, life goes on... Ahem, the beating will continue.

After lunch, in Harry's reluctance to kill him, Shangdy raised his hand to confin him, and then dragged by Wolverine, who was full of excitement, to the training room.

The training room is large, a hundred square meters, with all kinds of equipment in it, and a large smooth floor in the middle.

Crunch, Wolverine stood to the side, moving his fingers with a smile.

"Hey, boy, you're going to get moving." After he said a word, his eyes became fierce and he rushed forward.

Harry's mental tension was high, and his whole body was mobilized to the limit.

Thinking back to those scenes in the morning, his clever brain allowed him to summarize some of Wolverine's fighting habits.

As it is now, it is usually a straight claw that rushes up, and then a shorter uppercut.

"I can do it!"

With his fists clenched, Harry didn't want to be beaten, and stared straight at Wolverine's movements, trying to dodge it in time and take the opportunity to fight back.

Whirring strong wind, knowing that Harry is a mutant with a strengthened body, Wolverine's punch has no strength, except for the alloy claws that are not stretched out, other abilities are used.

"Ahh

Harry yelled, turned around and dodged Wolverine's fist as it was about to land on his body, then blocked Wolverine's uppercut with one hand from top to bottom, and slammed his fist into Wolverine's shoulder with the other.

Bang!

Wolverine snorted, and his body was smashed backwards by Harry's punch.

"I succeeded? I did it! ”

Harry stared at his fist in disbelief with wide eyes, then screamed excitedly.

"Good, boy."

The cells quickly regained their physical skills, and after a few seconds, Logan, whose shoulders were no longer in trouble, smiled maliciously when he looked at a happy Harry.

He was upset to be hit by Harry.

It's really humiliating that I was hit by a high school student who didn't know anything.

Especially here, it makes him feel hot on his face, but fortunately, the guy here can't see it, otherwise he wouldn't have the face to boast about Haikou again.

Hum!

Logan snorted two streams of air from his nostrils before lunging at Harry like a hungry wolf.

Harry, who was able to hit Wolverine by luck just now, encountered Wolverine in such a state, and the result can be imagined.

Soon, a series of ghost crying wolf howls came out.

in the living room.

Shang Di, who was watching the TV show, suddenly smiled.

But the strange thing is that the TV is obviously the most serious news program, and it is estimated that it has just been tuned to it, and I don't know why he laughs.

"Hehe, that's it."

"I'm sure we'll be able to achieve our goal as a melee mage soon."

Shang Di muttered to himself.

Harry's melee side of things are settled, but what about magic?

There are quite a few people in the Marvel world who can do magic.

But what can make him look good on the eye and get along with Harry Wolverine really doesn't seem to be so easy to find.

Do you really want to kidnap that Doctor Strange guy as you thought before?

That guy seems to be rich and handsome, will a dick like Wolverine fight him directly?

In this regard...

He's looking forward to it!