American comics: Old Wolverine, do whatever he wants

Swish.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the blood gushing out of the big guy's huge body was several meters high, and the whole ground was completely dyed red.

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"Huh..."

Logan put one hand on his waist and gasped heavily. His rough breathing sounded as if he had just been relieved from suffocation. His body standing in the sunset looked a little hunched, and sweat mixed with blood kept dripping.

The violent explosion made this old body really difficult to resist. The soreness from his limbs made it difficult for him to make any large movements. If he persisted for a few more rounds, it would be hard to say who would fall.

But, fortunately, the big guy didn't have the strength to persist.

Logan looked back at the big guy's body, the headless body, and as the blood flowed, the burly body gradually turned white.

"Fortunately, it's just a clone."

Logan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's obvious that the cloning ability of the Hydra organization needs to be strengthened. The strength of this big guy is far inferior to that of the real Red Tank.

If the real Red Tank is here, Logan doesn't think he can compete with him now.

Bang, bang, bang! !

The gunshots on the other side gradually became sparse, and gradually there was no movement.

Under the superb marksmanship of Donald and his men, the Hydra group of soldiers had no ability to counterattack.

Even if their weapons were better than Donald and his men, the gap in combat skills could not be made up by equipment at all.

Not long after Logan killed the big guy, they also ended the battle on their side, and the group of soldiers all turned into corpses lying in the jungle.

"Let's go, these are just the advance team, and their support will arrive soon. We have to leave here quickly before they completely surround us."

Donald put the pistol into the holster on his waist, patted Logan on the shoulder, and then glanced at the big guy who was dead on the ground.

The smooth fracture on the neck made him look more fearful of Logan.

Samuel and Josh, who were responsible for the follow-up shots and ensuring that no Hydra soldiers were left alive, also came up.

"James, your back is bleeding!"

Samuel noticed Logan's back the first time. The cheap suit had been torn, and the torn back was shocking to look at. Scarlet blood kept oozing out of the flesh and dripping down the torn clothes to the ground.

This was the result of the big guy smashing him against the high wall just now. The violent collision made his back instantly bloody.

And if he didn't have an adamantium skeleton, if he was an ordinary person, his body would have been shattered under such a collision.

"I guess those soldiers should have brought first aid kits!"

Josh quickly turned his head to look at the bodies of Hydra soldiers in the distance. Generally, such a fully armed organization would be equipped with a certain amount of first aid kits before traveling.

Logan reached out to stop Josh from searching the body, "There's no time, we have to evacuate quickly."

"Then your injury..." Samuel looked at Logan's back worriedly.

"It's okay, it will heal on its own."

Logan gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, turned and walked towards the main entrance of the laboratory, "Let's go, Hydra's car must be nearby."

After searching, several people successfully found the off-road motorcycle hidden by Hydra near the laboratory before it became completely dark, and quickly returned to the town.

After arriving in the town, several people gave up the truck provided by the Lawrence family. After all, they could be said to be fleeing now, and the speed of the truck was really not worthy of the word escape.

Donald bought a car from a town resident at a price more than twice the price, and several people drove the faster car and drove back to Santa Fe overnight.

At the same time, near the laboratory deep in the forest, several off-road motorcycles roared and stopped steadily in front of the bodies of Hydra's soldiers.

A group of people got off the motorcycle, ignoring the scattered corpses, and walked straight to the beheaded big guy.

"One cut off the arm, one cut off the head. Although it is a clone, the density of the flesh is difficult for bullets to penetrate. The weapon with such lethality must be a blade made of vibranium or... adamantium."

A man squatted beside the big guy, carefully examining the body, and added at the end: "There are claw marks on the armor, it seems to be adamantium."

The leading man listened to the report of his subordinates, stared at the corpse and said coldly: "It seems that they have cultivated a new Wolverine."

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The gray car whizzed on the highway in the dark night. Compared with the speed of the truck, the car was obviously much lighter.

Samuel in the driver's seat turned his head from time to time to look at Logan in the co-pilot seat, worried that the terrible injury on his back would kill him on the way back.

But what surprised him was that the healing speed of Logan's back injury was simply unimaginable for ordinary people.

When they just left the town, blood was still dripping from Logan's back, and the blood completely stained the passenger seat red.

But after walking out for a while, the bleeding rate quickly slowed down.

Until now, there was no blood flowing out of the scars on his back, and some parts even had a thick layer of blood scabs.

These scenes made Samuel couldn't help but marvel.

After all, if such injuries were placed on ordinary people, they would not be able to stop the bleeding without going to the hospital for hundreds of stitches.

Donald in the back seat noticed Samuel's surprise and snorted, "Don't be so curious. This guy is a mutant with a self-healing factor. When he was young, he could recover quickly from injuries like this, even from nuclear bomb explosions."

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed and said to Logan, "But now he is so old that even this little scratch takes so long to recover."

While speaking, he even reached out and gently poked the rotten flesh on Logan's back, causing Logan to gasp and quickly turned back to glare at him coldly.

Donald quickly leaned back, showing a harmless smile and raised his hands to surrender.

Logan ignored him and turned to glance at Samuel and Josh. After a moment of silence, he said, "I hope you can keep this a secret."

Samuel said quickly, "Don't worry. You've saved me several times. I'll keep this a secret even if I die."

Josh nodded heavily behind him, "Don't worry."

Logan turned back and looked at the night view outside the window.

He knew that these two people would definitely keep it a secret for him at the moment. After all, they still had to work for the Lawrence family. Exposing their own secrets would be equivalent to exposing the Lawrence family's knowledge of Wolverine's secrets.

Whether it was Wolverine or the Lawrence family, they couldn't afford to offend them.

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After a night of rushing, the few people finally entered the territory of Santa Fe City. Returning here made Samuel and Josh feel a sense of relief inexplicably.

"The gas is running low. We need to refuel."

Samuel looked at the dashboard of the car. Half an hour ago, it had already broadcast a warning that the fuel tank was about to run out.

Logan nodded. He had changed into a set of temporary clothes bought when he stopped at the service area, a set of T-shirts and sweatpants, and washed all the blood off his body with mineral water.

While Samuel was waiting in line to refuel the car, Logan also got off the car and bought a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store opposite the gas station. He stood in the alley next to the convenience store and started smoking.

As soon as he exhaled a puff of smoke, a voice suddenly came from outside the alley.

"Tony, are you sure this instrument is working?"

The familiar voice instantly startled Logan's attention. He quickly hid his body in the dark and quietly poked his head out to look carefully in the direction of the sound.

After seeing the source of the sound, Logan's pupils suddenly shrank, "Why are they here..."

Not far away, it was Steve and Natasha. Although they were all in casual clothes, their faces were too recognizable.