The noisy crowd was mixed with a rough scolding, and under the dim light, the drinkers in thick winter coats wantonly vented their anxiety in their hearts, looking at the gladiatorial platform, the man with a broad back, and the gamblers around the iron cage dueling table danced wildly with their arms, and the gamblers who pressed the money on the man's opponent shouted loudly, trying to make the man's opponent cheer up again, beat the man, and win back their money.

But it didn't work, no matter who went up, in the face of the man who was like a beast, he couldn't hold out for a few rounds, even if the man was still pouring himself wine, looking drunk.

Poured a sip of wine and threw away the glass in his hand, Logan's steps staggered a little, although the alcohol in his body would be decomposed by his powerful physique in less than a few seconds, making him regain consciousness, but Rogan was still happy, looking at the strong man who waved his fist on the opposite side, Rogan smiled disdainfully, controlled his strength and hit the opposite man with three punches and two feet, then took a glass of wine again, poured it down, and so on, until no one dared to challenge him, It wasn't until the whole noisy crowd had left with a look of joy or disappointment that he swallowed the wine from his glass and staggered down from the dueling table in his clothes, and by the time he reached the bar, the alcohol had broken down and he had come to his senses.

He took the reward from the boss, stuffed it into his pocket, lit the cigar in his mouth, took a puff with a look of pleasure on his face, and after exhaling a large amount of smoke, he asked the boss for a glass of wine.

"Give her a glass of milk!" Flicking the ash from his cigar, Logan said nonchalantly.

Hearing this, the boss in front of the bar looked at the fighter nicknamed Wolverine in surprise, poured a glass of milk and pushed it in front of the girl who had only needed a glass of white water after sitting all night.

"Thank you! My name is Little Naughty! The little mischievous poured out a thank you, and carefully glanced at the man who invited him to drink milk, and his eyes were full of gratitude.

Holding the milk cup tightly, the little naughty felt a warmth encroaching on his bones, and looked carefully at this fierce, beastly man again, who belonged to women alone, oh no, it was the girl's sixth sense that told him that the man in front of him was a good person, after all, he was willing to invite himself to drink the milk, the little naughty thought so.

At this moment, a drunken man with obvious scars on his face walked up to Logan, and with a face full of unwillingness to lose money, he said in Logan's ear: "Give me back my money!" It is impossible for a person to be beaten and not get hurt! ”。

Hearing this, Logan smiled absently, raised the wine glass in his hand, swallowed the wine in the cup in one gulp, and said lightly: "If you are not convinced, you can fight again!" ”。

"You monster!" Maybe it was Logan's words that angered the man, or maybe his drunken head was a little unclear, and after a roar, he took out a sharp dagger from his waist and stabbed it towards Logan's lower back.

"Be careful!" has been watching Logan's little naughty all the time, and screamed when he saw it.

And Logan, who had already felt the movement behind him with his beast-like perception, turned around suddenly, knocked out the dagger in the man's hand at the same time, and slammed the drunk man to the log pillar behind him with his left hand, and then a touch of ferocity appeared on his face, facing the man's neck, three sharp silver-white steel claws slowly appeared on his right hand, seeing this scene, the drunken man's brain suddenly sobered up, looking at the fierce Logan, a large piece of fear appeared on his face.

But after the little naughty saw it, a touch of surprise floated on his face, a surprise that he had found the same kind.

At this moment, when the boss at the bar saw it, a trace of fierceness appeared on his face, and he took out a black shotgun, gently pressed it against Logan's head, and said with a disgusting face: "Monster, get out!" ”。

Hearing this, Logan pulled the corners of his mouth, and when he was about to have a seizure, a cold wind rushed in from the door that was pushed open, making everyone shiver at the same time, three figures with a fierce aura appeared in front of everyone.

"Look, who is this?" With a sense of disdain, the man, who looked somewhat similar to Logan, spoke.

And at this time, the man who came with them, with a pale green face and a foul smell on his body, glanced at the boss holding a shotgun with a playful expression, and then a red whip shadow with great force shot out of his mouth, and after shooting the shotgun, he retracted into his mouth again.

"Monster!" As the weapon in his hand was knocked away, the owner of the bar, who had lost his life, fell to the ground with a look of fear, and then ran out of the door with his hands and feet together.

After watching the bar owner run out, Rogan glanced at the three people in front of him, withdrew his paws, punched the drunken man with a frightened face, spit out the cigar in his mouth, and said with a hint of caution: "Who are you!?" ”。

"Huh, Logan? You don't know us anymore? Hearing this, among the three, the man with the largest body, like a ball of meat, said in surprise.

"Should I know?" Logan asked rhetorically, looking puzzled.

Hearing this, the man who looked like a ball of meat patted his chest and said, "I'm Duke, Freyduke, he's Victor, Victor the saber-toothed tiger!" ”。

Looking at the two people in front of him, especially after seeing the man named Victor, Rogan felt a wave of anger in his heart for no reason, and then said: "I don't know any fat people, and I don't know any saber-toothed 'cats'!" ”。

Hearing this, Frey, who hated others calling him fat, looked angry, took rumbling steps, and rushed out towards Logan, and the saber-toothed tiger showed a cold smile to Logan, black claws appeared on the tips of his fingers, and pounced on them.

Glancing at the little naughty who was secretly moving his steps and trying to escape from the battlefield, the toad stuck out his disgusting tongue, swept away the wine bottle on the table, and threatened: "You'd better not move!" Girl! ”。

Seeing this, the little naughty turned pale, her body couldn't help trembling, and she secretly glanced at the toad staring at her, and the little naughty mustered up the courage to secretly take off her gloves.

Sawdust flew around, and in just a few breaths, the old-fashioned bar, which was supposed to be passable, was torn to pieces by the three Rogan who were fighting together, and Logan took advantage of the force of the Fray on his chest to pull away sharply, and then bent down slightly, and the corners of his mouth silently pulled up a bloodthirsty arc.

Looking at the enemy who pounced on him again, Logan silently exerted force on his calves, and when he was about to pounce, a figure in a white shirt and a pair of blue jeans appeared in front of him, facing the two people who pounced, stretched out his left hand, and then in the surprised eyes of Logan and Little Naughty, he used an invisible force to knock the two people directly away.

After knocking the two away, Leo turned his head, looked at Rogan with a puzzled expression, and softly exclaimed with excitement in his eyes: "Logan! ”。

Looking at this unfamiliar face, Logan felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart and a large amount of doubt appeared on his face, and after seeing the hollow cross on the back of Leo's left hand, Rogan unconsciously touched the cross on his neck, and then asked with a trace of excitement that he didn't even notice, "Who are you?" ”。