Chapter 12 012: He can’t fight?He can kill!
"Old guy, wipe the water off my clothes!"

The young man with yellow hair blocked Logan Howlett and pointed to the water mark on the leather jacket: "Wipe it clean and I will let you go."

"Young man, you hit me."

Logan Howlett was stopped and didn't get angry. He didn't want to cause trouble.

But just as he spoke, the yellow-haired young man in front of him reached out and pushed Logan Howlett's shoulder.

The yellow-haired young man grabbed the suit jacket from Logan's hand, pointed at his head and said, "Use this suit and clean this leather jacket, otherwise I don't know what will happen."

"We have something to talk about and I don't want to get into trouble."

Logan Howlett took a few steps back, a dark light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Old guy, didn't you understand what I said?"

The yellow-haired young man stuffed the suit back into Logan's arms.

"Hey! What are you guys doing here!"

At this time, Rojo came to the young man in a hurry and opened his coat, revealing a black pistol. "Get out of here quickly, I don't want to cause trouble."

"You'd better listen to him."

Jeleel, who arrived later, also exposed the pistol on his waist and stared at the people in front of him with a provocative look.

"Calm down, we don't want to cause trouble."

The young man swallowed, waved his companions to retreat together, and before leaving, he did not forget to mock and said: "Old guy, you are lucky this time."

"Brother, I can't believe you actually let those cowards push you. You are a mutant, you should show them some color."

After the gangsters left, Jerell looked at Logan Howlett in disbelief.

"It's better to do less than to do more. It's getting late, so go back to bed."

Logan Howlett put on his coat, wiped the dirty marks left by the yellow-haired young man, and walked out the door a little lonely.

"Rojo, is he really capable?"

Jerell put away his gun and said, "He looked like he hadn't even been in a fight just now. He looked like a coward, a useless old man."

"He just learned to be patient."

Rojo sighed.

Is Uncle Wolf a coward who has never even been in a fight?

No, he was once a real evil wolf, and his hands were stained with the blood of countless enemies on the battlefield. According to statistics, none of the X-Men killed more enemies than Uncle Wolf.

If it were Uncle Wolf in the past, those young men would have fallen to the ground when they bumped into Uncle Wolf. They would have had no chance to stand in front of Uncle Wolf and show off their power, or even push him.

It was Uncle Lang who now learned to be patient and saved the lives of those young people.

In the past, Uncle Wolf's mania and irritability had not been cured for many years, but now after experiencing so many things, they have disappeared without a trace. As long as the bottom line is not touched, even if he steps on the head of this old wolf, there will be no trace of it. Don't let him get angry easily.

After going to the bathroom, the three of them went back to the hotel to sleep until the deep sky became slightly brighter the next day. They got up on time and drove to Las Vegas. The goods needed to be escorted to a large customer in Las Vegas.

Many people are familiar with Las Vegas, one of the world-famous gambling cities. In order to promote local economic development, the United States promulgated a new bill to legalize gambling.For a time, the entire Las Vegas became a city that countless people aspired to, attracting many entrepreneurs and gangster families to invest. After all, casinos are big businesses, and the profits are astonishing. Those businesses that make money by wandering on the edge of crime are incomparable. Opening a large-scale casino in the Las Vegas Strip is a lucrative business, but the rapid economic development of the city has also plunged Las Vegas into a bloody storm.

Those mafia families would do anything for business. It was not until the anti-mafia bill was enacted that things gradually calmed down.

In order to attract enough eyeballs, early casinos hired Hollywood stars to endorse them. Therefore, in Las Vegas, you can often see posters of major stars posted in the square.

Time, noon.

Las Vegas, a warehouse district.

"It's a fascinating city. If I didn't have to rush back, I would really like to spend a few days here."

Jerell got out of the pickup truck and looked at the poster of the casino, feeling the urge to go in and play some games.

"Don't think about that yet, where are we going to park the truck?"

Logan Howlett parked the truck next to the warehouse and looked around, but he didn't find any workers unloading the goods.

"Stop here for now. Someone will come to unload the goods later. Let's find a place to eat first. Maybe we can also have time to play in the casino."

Jerell looked at the time and said, "Don't worry, it will take a long time to unload the goods, and outsiders can't see it. It's better to go out and have fun."

"Is it really okay to park the car here?"

Rojo was a little unsure. Before he came, Sherman's warehouse had just been given to him by the Greer family. Although this was a gambling city, who could guarantee whether Greer's madman would chase him here.

"If you are really worried, then stay in the security room of the warehouse and keep watch while I go for a walk first."

Jerell couldn't wait to go to the casino, so he didn't say anything more to the two of them, left an emergency contact information, and ran directly in the direction of the casino.

"Let's find a place to rest first."

Seeing him leaving, Luo Huo had no choice but to call Uncle Lang and go to a nearby restaurant to have lunch together.

The entertainment facilities in the casino are obviously more colorful than those in Santa Fe. All kinds of weird themed nightclubs, karaoke bars, and game arcades can be found everywhere, and there are many more luxury cars on the road than in Santa Fe.

The biggest impression given by the two cities is that Las Vegas is more prosperous and full of high-rise buildings. Santa Fe only has the prosperous city center, and most other areas are extremely mediocre, and even most of them are slums. This is normal, after all, Santa Fe The Philippines is a border city, separated from Mexico by a few railroad tracks. The crime rate remains high, and the economy will naturally be much worse. Otherwise, Uncle Wolf would not choose to live in seclusion in Santa Fe.

“Would you like to try a taco?”

On the street, Rojo passed a snack bar and asked Logan Howlett beside him, but found that he was looking at the other side.

Luo Huo was confused: "What's wrong?"

"I seem to see an acquaintance."

Logan Howlett glanced at the end of the street. There was a poster posted there. It was a poster for a casino.

“It seems a bit familiar.”

Luo Huo also looked over, muttering in his heart.

In the far right corner of the poster, there is a portrait of a man, a bearded man, with eyes like a tiger, exuding the energy of a saber-toothed tiger.

And he looks somewhat similar to Logan Howlett.
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