American comics: From the old Uncle Wolf, he becomes omniscient and omnipotent

Chapter 15 015: Old Fox Sherman
Logan Howlett fell silent in the driver's seat. His thoughts were told by the young man. Over the years, he had been tired of everything. When he took his professor into exile to the Mexican border, he planned to save money and disappear completely.

The high seas are the best choice. Buy a second-hand fishing boat worth tens of thousands of dollars, take the professor and maybe Caliban with you, live on the fishing boat, and fish every day to make a living. You no longer have to worry about laws and bounties. hunter.

In a sense, the high seas do not belong to anyone, any species, or humans. They will be safer there, and no one will even discover their existence. They can completely withdraw from the world stage.

That is the life Logan Howlett wants. He has no intention of fighting anymore. Those so-called struggles are meaningless. Professor prove.

They have been abandoned by God, and there will be no better results. Instead of wasting their energy, it is better to enjoy the last life, even if they will live in embarrassment in the last life, they will still be alive.

After two conversations, Logan Howlett did not answer any of Rojo's questions during the subsequent journey.

Luo Huo could also see that it was too early for Uncle Wolf to look back. Judging from the conversation just now, it was enough to show the despair of life in Uncle Lang's heart.

I am willing to spend the rest of my life on the high seas.
A ridiculous idea that only exists in Utopia, because no matter where you escape, as long as the enemy wants to find you, they will smell it and come to your door one day. The sea water cannot be a high wall that separates the grudges between the two races.

Everything is just Uncle Wolf's wonderful fantasy.
Sadly, Uncle Wolf does not even dream about a better future. Who can imagine living in a sweltering fishing boat and being exposed to the scorching sun every day.

There was silence in the truck for several hours, which was not broken until late in the evening as it drove into the town of Coel.

In the parking lot on the westernmost side of the town, the truck stopped and two cars surrounded it from both sides. A total of seven young men got out of the car, each holding a baseball bat, and three of them also held pistols.

Moreover, the faces of these three people looked very familiar.

"Damn, what a lot of trouble!"

Logan Howlett was originally filled with thoughts and upset after hearing Rojo's words, but then he met the troublemaker again.

What made him even more displeased was that three of them were the young men who blocked him in the toilet of Coel Tavern before!
"Rojo, let us teach these guys a lesson."

Jeleel also recognized the young man.

But he was stopped by Rojo next to him, "Don't worry, James is holding a fire in his heart and is just waiting to be released. These guys have offended the wrong person."

These three poor people clearly escaped death yesterday, but today they are rushing to die. I can only blame them for not sparing their lives.

"what--"

Soon, a scream resounded in the parking lot. Several young people who were just starting out and had never seen a few drops of blood had no chance to shoot when faced with Uncle Wolf, who was experienced and not afraid of death.

Uncle Wolf suddenly stepped forward, knocked over three young men with guns, and then broke their wrists, showing a deformed state. They couldn't even pick up the guns, and could only lie on the ground and scream. His lungs screamed, his face burst into tears.

After killing the three main forces, the remaining four people all turned pale with fright and ran away in terror.

"Three idiots, this is a lesson I taught your parents. Next time, your luck won't be so good!"

Logan Howlett directly disassembled the three people's guns into parts, and then gave one of them another kick before turning to look at Rojo and the other two, "Let's go to town for a drink."

"Of course you have to drink. I'll treat you tonight."

Jerell was in a good mood when he saw the three gangsters crying.

"I'll just have a few drinks."

Rojo followed the two of them and went to the previous tavern together.

There was no mission tonight, and his mind was full of messy thoughts, so Logan Howlett completely let go and drank one cup after another. He was immersed in the paralysis caused by the wine.

It made him temporarily forget his troubles, the past events that flashed through his mind, and the pain caused by the disease in his body.

Jerell was also drunk. For an alcoholic, having another alcoholic by his side is the best thing.

Luo Huo, on the other hand, did not get drunk with the two of them.

He has no habit of getting drunk, maybe because he is not as big-hearted as Uncle Wolf. For many years, he has always been worried that danger will come at any time, so he needs to keep a clear head at all times and not let alcohol paralyze him.

Time flew by in the lively tavern. Logan Howlett was drunk and subconsciously supported each other with Jerell and walked towards the hotel.

Rojo was worried that something would happen, so he only opened a double room, sleeping on a bed for himself, and letting Uncle Wolf and Jeryl, who were drunk, sleep on the same bed.

The two drunkards soon fell asleep.

Rojo came to the balcony alone, smoking a cigarette and admiring the full moon in the deep sky in the countryside. The bright moonlight was shining. He opened his sleeves and exposed his wrists, and the wolverine rune appeared.

"The self-healing factor in my body is still much worse than Uncle Wolf's."

He touched the rune's pale star.

At the same time, I feel that the blood flowing in the body gradually changes under the influence of the runes. A new gene is born in the DNA. From the beginning, it is slightly rejected by the body, and then gradually merges with each other to form a brand new gene. The power gradually spreads within the body.

By constantly improving the body, some old ailments of the body are gradually restored to health, and the scars left when fighting with others are gradually fading and disappearing.

This is a change brought about by the self-healing factor. It flows in every corner of Rojo's body, allowing the injured parts of the body to heal quickly. It also makes each cell in the body stronger, thereby extending his lifespan.

It's the same as Uncle Wolf's self-healing factor, but a little different.

The self-healing factor in his body is a factor that is more in line with his own body. After all, his body structure and X gene are very different from Uncle Wolf's. Although there is no reproductive isolation between mutants, mutants of different levels and abilities exist. There are huge differences. Some mutants are born with deformities, or look like animals, without human form, while others are gentle and have super mutant abilities.

That's the difference between mutants.

Rojo needs to integrate the self-healing factor and naturally make it more suitable for himself, so that rejection will not occur. Otherwise, his body will mutate like some failed products.

When Magneto tried to transform all mankind, some of the failures turned into deformed mutants.

The self-healing factor in Rojo's body now is far less powerful than Uncle Wolf's, and is not even as powerful as Uncle Wolf's in his later years.

But everything is just a matter of time. As long as there is enough time to learn, the strength of the self-healing factor in his body will surpass Uncle Wolf sooner or later.

After self-improvement and evolution, the self-healing factor will surpass Uncle Wolf at his peak, possessing the ability to truly be immortal and immortal.

Don't forget, Rojo's ability is "Learning and Evolution", and the lightning and damage transfer abilities he used before were not that powerful at the beginning.

It was only after years of improvements that it finally looked like it is now. Unfortunately, the upper limits of those two abilities are too low, and there has been no new progress for a long time.

"Huh" After thinking about the self-healing factor, Luo Huo put out his cigarette butts and turned back to his room to sleep. Too many things happened today and he fell asleep quickly.

But he didn't sleep for long. It was probably around four or five o'clock in the early morning, when the movement from the bed next to him woke up Rojo.

In fact, the movement was not too big. Someone got out of bed, put on shoes, and walked to the bathroom, accompanied by a slight cough.

Rojo, who has lived in a dangerous environment all year round, was easily awakened and stood up to look around vigilantly.

It's Uncle Wolf.

Logan Howlett was washing his face in the bathroom. He took a deep breath and took off his clothes, revealing clearly visible bullet holes on his back.

It was a scar from the daytime shootout in Las Vegas that still hasn't healed.

He touched the bullet hole, took out the whiskey, took a sip, and poured it on the wound. The severe pain stimulated him to frown. Finally, he wiped the wound clean, and then simply wrapped it with gauze.

"Little devil, are you awake?"

After Logan Howlett took care of the wound, he turned around and saw Rojo looking at him.

"Just woke up."

Luo Huo's eyes fell on the gauze on Uncle Lang's body, "Uncle Wolf, haven't you ever thought about curing your illness?"

"There is no cure. The Adamantium metal penetrated into the bones in every part of my body and merged with them."

Logan Howlett knew the cause of his illness, which was the side effects caused by Adamantium metal, which constantly eroded the physical body, making it worse day by day.

In fact, it was destined to be like this from the beginning of the injection of Adamantium metal. It was just that at the beginning, the side effects were minimal. Until he got older and the time went on, he gradually found that he was getting more and more tired. Now Even the recovery from injuries has become slow.

Logan Howlett sighed, sat on the chair, and said: "Maybe this is a good result. I have wanted to die countless times, but I couldn't do it. Now my wish is slowly coming true."

"Man is inherently dead, either lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai."

Rojo remembered a famous saying from his previous life.

"You don't need to say anything anymore. I know what you want to say. I have my own plan, and you'd better leave immediately after returning to Santa Fe and go to Mexico. That place is close."

Logan Howlett took a sip of wine, pulled a chair to the balcony, sat and admired the stars, and stopped talking.

"Going to Mexico is just a new escape."

Luo Huo shook his head, looking at Uncle Wolf's decadent back, a person appeared in his mind.

Perhaps, that person can persuade Uncle Wolf.

Charles Xavier, Professor X.

If there are people in the world that Uncle Wolf can admire, Professor

Rojo is looking for an opportunity to meet Professor A key figure in the human race.

The next day, the three of them bought some souvenirs in the town of Coel and drove back to Santa Fe.

When entering the city, Uncle Wolf got off the car and said goodbye in advance. His shelter was not in the city and there was no need to go back with Rojo. In addition, he was thinking about his plan and didn't want to waste any more time.

Rojo saw everything, but didn't say much more. He had talked a lot on the road before, but he couldn't persuade Uncle Wolf. He had to focus on the key position now.

So, he and Jerryl went back to find Sherman, planning to settle the wages. Although he made a fortune at the Victor Casino, he didn't want to let go of the money in Sherman's hands. In addition, if he didn't Going to withdraw the money would only give that old fox Sherman more excuses.

As Jerell said before, the Sherman family has deep waters and strong winds. Especially Sherman, who is at the helm, likes to have every chess piece firmly in his hands.

Rojo went to the Sherman Manor to withdraw money, but did not see the old fox Sherman. The old fox seemed to be attending an antique auction. He was a obsessed collector.

Rojo just arrived in Santa Fe more than half a month ago. After many twists and turns, he rented a suite in the slums of Santa Fe. It is located on the third floor. It is an open corridor. You can see downstairs when you go out. Dirty neighborhood.

In a metropolis like Santa Fe with a high crime rate, the slums are naturally not much better. Gunshots can often be heard here. However, because the police are unwilling to set up a branch here, every time a dispute occurs, they are late. The police failed to catch the murderer or the troublemaker.

Even the patrol police did not dare to rush there when they heard gunshots and needed to wait for support. However, judging from the current situation, the mayor of Santa Fe should have given up on the security issue in the slums. They have deployed very few police forces in the surrounding areas.

After all, a large part of the population in this area are Mexicans and Colombians. Their reputation is notorious and they are one of the main forces in crime incidents, leading to rampant crimes of all kinds.

Rojo is not here most of the time. He prefers to live in the warehouse. The place is small, and at least he will not be awakened by the sound of gunshots. This is only after the warehouse job is gone.

He can only come back to live here.

"It should be fine hiding here. I hope no one sneaks in and knocks over the closet."

In the bedroom, Rojo lifted up the wardrobe, and the floor tiles underneath were pried open, revealing a small pit.

He hid part of the money in the pit, divided the rest into several small portions, and hid them in other areas of the room.

The security here is very poor, but he can't bring all the 10,000+ with him. No one will take a fancy to this old and dilapidated house anyway.

After dealing with these matters, Rojo took a shower and took a nap. He was about to go out for dinner when he received a message from Sherman's subordinates.

[Mr. Sherman, I asked you to meet him at two o'clock in the afternoon. Don't be late. You will bear the consequences! 】

"At your own peril?"

Lohomme muttered a few words and tapped his fingers on the table, "Damn Sherman."

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[There was a scene where the protagonist told Oudorf about his abilities. I changed that part. The protagonist has not revealed his abilities to anyone yet!You can go back and take a look at it, in Chapter 4. 】

[If there are any inappropriate things later, you are welcome to point them out. I will try my best to correct them. Although it is only after the fact, I will still change what needs to be changed. 】

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