Chapter 424: Old Wolf
Logan contracted this forest farm originally because he wanted to avoid all the right and wrong. He doesn't like the idea of Magneto. Although Magneto himself is a man who is persecuted by demons and Hydra.
But what is the difference between what Magneto is doing now and those who persecuted him back then? He's just swapped the ** for mutants. To rule over human beings with a superior attitude of mutants.
That's not an attitude the X-Men like. Because it's just going from one extreme to the other. Logan hated all this, he finally chose to escape. Because there is no way.
When Daken appeared in front of him with Katie, the two were holding a pair of twins.
"Father, these are my children and Katie's. But we can't raise them quietly." Daken said with guilt in his tone, putting his arms around Katie's shoulders.
"Why?" Logan asked while tidying up the dust in the fireplace.
"You know why Dad. We are highly wanted criminals. Magneto wanted us all over the world, because we killed many of his accomplices, including Burning Paul, and many of his subordinates were killed by me." Daken's The tone is very low. He is no longer the stunned young man he used to be.
The years have given him more depth. He is only in his forties this year, but he already looks like he is in his fifties. And Katie, the girl who loved to laugh in Logan's memory, doesn't have any smiles now. Maybe she hasn't smiled for years.
She hasn't laughed since her parents were killed by Magneto's gang. War has no mercy. When the bullet passes through your chest, it will not ask your religion, nationality, rich or poor, male or female.
In the end, Daken left here with a frowning Katie. They embarked on a journey of escape, leaving Logan with only a pair of children who were just one month old.
Eight years had passed since Daken's visit, and Logan hadn't given up on inquiring about the couple, but he didn't dare to speak out. Because now he has to raise a pair of grandson and granddaughter.
He lived in this place incognito, in order to keep his grandson and granddaughter away from that damned brainwashing education, and he didn't want them to become the same rotten people as the little bastards just now.
Logan is a fast runner, especially for his age. He sprinted back to his hut outside the forest farm at full speed. But already slow.
His grandson, a little boy with short black hair, Joey, has been captured by a mutant with green skin all over his body. And his granddaughter Lily, a little girl who looked exactly like her mother, was strangled by another bald-headed mutant.
Both children looked terrified, and Lily had difficulty breathing because of being strangled.
And the leading mutant was tall and strong, looking like a mythical giant. Logan knew this guy, and although he looked a little old, his appearance hadn't changed that much.
This man is Magneto's confidant Red Tank!
The red tank looked at Logan who was rushing forward, he smiled and slapped his hands and said, "You came faster than I thought, Logan!"
Wolverines may be old, but their fangs are still deadly. Logan's Adamantium alloy claws have been stretched out, and he yelled at the red tank in a fierce tone: "Red tank! Let go of the two children. Otherwise, I will make you look good!"
But Logan's threats only paid off for more rough treatment of the child. The red tank said contemptuously: "Logan, you have been hidden for so long and we found you. Do you think I just came to you to catch up with you? You are too stupid to threaten me."
"Put back your sharp claws, otherwise if my subordinates are too nervous, they might break the trachea of the two children." Red Tank's words were not a joke, and Logan had no choice but to put away his claws. stand up.
"Red Tank, our grievances have nothing to do with the children! Let them go, if you come to me again." To Logan's words, Red Tank just smiled.
"Looking for you? A dead and useless X-Men? What about your mates? They all died in New York? I don't think a guy who survived can be of much use!"
Red Tank's words pierced Logan's heart like a knife, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"As for you, Logan. Why do you think you have been able to live safely in Canada for so many years. It's all because of Magneto's mercy! Otherwise you would have died long ago!"
If Magneto is really merciful, how could billions of people around the world be involved in a heinous war? Is the death of more than one billion people the result of compassion? ! Logan felt resentful in his heart, but he couldn't open his mouth to refute. Because the child is still in their hands.
"What on earth are you looking for me for!" Logan yelled at Lily, who was struggling to breathe and was almost suffocating: "She can't breathe anymore!"
The red tank glanced at the eight-year-old Lily. The little girl's originally beautiful and delicate face had lost all color, and her chest was heaving greatly, but she couldn't breathe any fresh air.
Red Tank signaled his subordinates to loosen up a little so that the girl could breathe.
"Do you know the Sentinel Project?" Red Tank began to tell Logan the real intention of coming.
"The Sentinel Project, a human government's delusional plan to subvert and eliminate all mutants. But they abandoned the plan before they could implement it. This is a good thing for mutants."
Logan listened quietly to what Red Tank said. "And now, we have received a new news. In New York, a group of little mice are preparing to restart the Sentinel Project. This is not a good thing for our mutant society."
The red tank stared at Logan and said: "Magneto will give you a chance to redeem your sins and find some underground mice. Then, for all the crimes you uncovered before, Magneto will see the past as the past. And you can also Forgive your son and his wife."
"The choice is yours now, Logan. Make your choice."
Red Tank said it was for Logan to make a choice, but does Logan have a choice now? His grandson and granddaughter are still in the hands of each other. And both his son and Katie are wanted by Magneto.
Living in this mutant world is not easy at all. Sometimes, some things have no choice at all!
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New York.
In the dark and wide sewer, an old man sat in a wheelchair. Both of his legs were broken at the knee and amputated.
A wheelchair is his only means of mobility. The old man was already very old, so old that it was even difficult for him to breathe on his own.
He needs life support equipment and a ventilator to keep him alive.
And behind this old man is another same old man. He looks healthier and younger. But in fact he is also very old.
The old man's face appeared to be disfigured. The wrinkled skin clings to the muscles of his face, making him look particularly intimidating.
He dragged the wheelchair and walked forward slowly.
"Tony, why did you ask me to bring you here? You don't know how dangerous we are now? Magneto is arresting us everywhere!"
The old man sitting in the wheelchair, who looks like he will die at any time, is the Iron Man Tony Stark!
And the old man who helped him push the wheelchair was the night crawler who was rumored to have died a few years ago!
"We must come to Nightcrawler. For one last shot."
Tony was breathing louder than he could speak. He is no longer the superhero and playboy in his prime.
Now he can't go anywhere without the wheelchair, and he may suffocate at any time without the breathing support.
Age spots slowed down his face, as if the god of death was counting down to harvest his life.
Nightcrawler's hands are no longer as strong and strong as they were fifty years ago. His hands could be seen shaking slightly as he pushed the wheelchair forward.
The two former superheroes are now like shady rats in the sewer slowly going dark.
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