The strongest creature in the United States

"No, no, no, no, no!"

Just as the combat troops walked out of the room, the middle-aged man on the ground grabbed one of the trousers tightly with one hand.

"Father!"

The blond-haired boy Dave was already crying, he didn't understand, he didn't understand why he was like this.Why did the government arrest him, and even beat his father.

"what!"

One foot landed firmly on the palm of the middle-aged man, and the man in the suit straightened his collar.

"Okay, let's go!"

The sliding door of the explosion-proof vehicle was opened and he went in first, followed by members of the combat troops who boarded the vehicles behind one after another.

Dave cried bitterly and looked at his bloody father on the ground through the glass.

At this moment, he seemed to understand more and more, he seemed to understand why his father was like this, and at the same time, he also thought about what was in the hard disk at that time.

But at this moment, he didn't hate the person who gave him the hard drive on the street. He now not only doubts but also hates the government.

And this power of hatred became a seed and hid deeply in his body.Only when he has the power to resist all this, that seed will show its amazing scene.

Logan bid farewell to Yagyu's pseudonym when chatting with Andrew.The bear meat and bear skin brought over have been given to good friend Andrew.

In his opinion, Bearpi wanted to kill the same one again, but he only had one good friend.

In Logan's opinion, Andrew is the most interesting friend, not as mother-in-law and mother-in-law like Professor X and those mutants, and not as hypocritical as the government.

He is bold and generous, which is appreciated by Logan.

Braving the remaining slight cold wind, Logan started his broken car, puffs of black smoke came out from the exhaust port, and the car slowly moved forward in the snow.

"Head, this person has been in contact with the target person all day, and must have obtained useful clues from the target person. You see"

At this time, in the snow-covered grove outside the gas station, several red figures were hiding here.

"Well, this guy doesn't seem to be as strong as the target, but we still need to wait until he is far away from the gas station!"

The leading man in red mused.

This group of people is obviously a member of the Hand Association, and it is the Hand Association team that followed all the way from the outskirts of New York.

They have braved such a heavy wind and snow to follow here, and it has to be said that their field combat capabilities are far superior to conventional combat troops.

Of course, even so, except for their captain, the rest of them were frozen stiff at the moment.

But for the sake of the task, they won't call out, they are as calm as a humanoid machine.

"The head guy's car turned off"

1Chapter 16 Attack and Kill

"Shet!"

Logan patted the steering wheel hard, and the huge force almost prevented the steering wheel from falling apart.

"That damned guy cost me $[-]. I swear I won't run into that profiteer again!"

Cursing and cursing, Logan kicked open the car door, staggered slightly drunk and walked down with his face flushed.Still holding a half-drunk bottle in his hand.

Walking to the front of the car and propping up the hood with one hand, he took a sip of the spirits until the bottle was exhausted. Logan flicked the empty bottle very coolly, and got busy.

After being busy for about a few minutes, except for the thick smoke coming out of the hood, Logan was choked and closed the hood again.

As if to vent the anger in his heart, he kicked hard on the front guardrail of the car.

Bang!

The entire guardrail of the car was kicked and fell to the ground.

"What a bad day."

Kicking again, Logan lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.

After muttering in a low voice, Logan was about to get in the car and get something to leave this damned snow field.

"Who?"

Logan glanced back, but there was nothing in the snow in front of him, except snow or snow.

Ok?

Logan frowned suspiciously, shook his head and rummaged through the car again.

And the moment Logan turned his head, two red figures appeared from under the seemingly ordinary snow. Their heads and bodies were covered with thick snow, and these snows were perfect for them. Protective coloration.

The two didn't seem to feel the cold, they glanced at each other, and then silently touched in the direction of Logan.

boom!

"how"

Just as the two were touching the samurai swords behind them, Logan suddenly turned around the next moment, and the thing in his hand spewed out dazzling flames.

A loud noise resounded throughout the mountains, shaking off a lot of snow from the surrounding leaves.

The man in red who was closest to Logan was thrown away by the sudden surge of flames. He was thrown four or five meters away, and fell heavily into the snowdrift like a sack without making a sound.

The rest of the men in red obviously didn't expect this scene, and his reaction was half a beat slow, but it was just that half a beat.

But I saw Logan roaring, and three sharp alloy blades suddenly grew out of the smooth hand bones, and the sharp blades drew a silver light in midair under the swing of Logan's arm.

puff!

The sharp blade easily pierced through the chest of the man in red.

Big streams of blood gushed out from the neck of the man in red, he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say anything, he just kept opening and closing.

To the end of his life, he couldn't figure out why he, as a killer of the Hand, died so inexplicably, and the other party obviously looked like an ordinary slovenly tramp.

laugh!

Logan pulled out his claws indifferently.

boom!

The corpse that lost its ability to maintain its standing slammed heavily on the snowdrift, splashing some snow dust.