Superman

"According to the information given by the intelligence agency, Tianqi should have been to California before, and their disciples and believers are likely to flee along the road."

Logan recalled the situation Keira analyzed for himself, and repeated verbatim: "Considering the patrol routes in recent days, as well as the cases of abnormal situations in California, and the surrounding motels, S.H.I.E.L.D. has reason to believe that The couple who disappeared near Highway [-] three days ago should be related to mutants."

"Okay, let's have a big fight!"

Victor suddenly became excited, he hadn't seen blood for a long time.

I hope that the disciples of Apocalypse will not let themselves down too much.

……

……

Near Highway [-], motel.

Caliban was a little irritable. He picked up the beer bottle on the table and smashed it at the doctor's feet, saying in a vicious voice, "It's been so many days, and the high fever still hasn't subsided!"

"Are you playing tricks and trying to delay time?"

Snapped!

The sound of the beer bottle popping echoed downstairs in the hotel.

The doctor trembled all over, with a look of fear on his face, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt down.

These days, he has already seen how powerful these mutants are.

Thinking of his wife and children still in the hands of the other party, he didn't dare to resist at all.

"Listen to my explanation. His high fever doesn't go away. It doesn't look like a pathological fever."

The unlucky doctor stumbled and said.

He showed the child named Eric, except for hyperthermia and long-term fever, there were no other obvious symptoms.

"Oh, you humans are always talking nonsense."

Caliban was skeptical. If it wasn't for Eric's high fever and dying on the way, he would have moved his position with the weather disciples.

The owner of the motel, as well as the guests who came from behind, were all restrained and thrown into the sundry warehouse.

Wallets, documents, cars... These necessities are almost collected.

It's just that Eric is unconscious, and leaving him here to fend for himself is tantamount to losing a big killer.

But if you continue to delay, if you are tracked by S.H.I.E.L.D., you will have a worrying end.

"Wait another day!"

Caliban shook his hand, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Eric, he's awake!"

But within a few minutes, someone ran over and said that Eric, who had been in a coma for several days, finally woke up.

Caliban hurried upstairs and saw the wizened child open his eyes, and there was a flash of fire.

"Hurry up and call that doctor up to see if the fever has subsided. If you recover, hurry up..."

Caliban's voice stopped abruptly, and he saw Eric suddenly levitate, and an invisible force radiated out.

Then, like an earthquake, the entire motel began to shake.

Those objects containing metal flew up for no reason, surrounding Eric.

"Are you... Caliban?"

Eric tilted his head, as if sorting out his memory.

He raised his hand lightly, as if plucking an invisible thread.

Caliban only felt that the blood in his body was hot, and there was a clear pain in his heart.

"Someone told me that there is iron in the human body, which is involved in the transportation and storage of oxygen and forms hemoglobin."

Eric's voice was cold, without any emotion.

"Your heart, liver and kidneys have the most iron."

sizzle!

sizzle sizzle!

A cloud of blood mist suddenly erupted!

In the red mist, those tiny particles invisible to the naked eye condensed into smooth metal projectiles.

Zizi!Zizizi!

Then, Eric clamped the metal projectile between two fingers.

Under his control, the projectile spun rapidly, emitting clusters of silvery white sparks.

Snapped!

Blaze out!

hit Caliban.

The fragile human body is like a foam board, directly penetrated!

The strong kinetic energy is like the bombardment of shells, causing the flesh and blood to rot instantly.

"I am... the apostle of the Phoenix!"

Eric's eyes became brighter, and the house above his head broke open.

He slowly flew up and floated in the sky.

"The master of magnetism - Magneto!"

The second hip stretch this month

The two lords made it even more difficult for me, a rookie who was already handicapped, to repay.

I never knew that Gaia was such a difficult and challenging task.

Every time I think of the tentacle monster who spelled together in the group and finished typing ten thousand characters in a few hours, code word girl, I can't help crying.

Every time I think of the self-confidence at the beginning of the month, the promise of full attendance that I made but never fulfilled, I feel even more ashamed.

Cough cough, speak human words.

The long-term work and rest in the underworld makes me only one step away from the underworld.

Recently, not even the pictures in the group can arouse my passion, as if entering the time of sages, even Cha Haidilao is boring.

I went to bed early today, and the update will be tomorrow afternoon.

As for the change owed by the leader, I have already formulated a rigorous and serious "October Plan", and I will definitely be able to pay it back!

Be cute, please forgive me

Chapter 334 Second Apostle, Charles

When Wolverine and Saber-Toothed Tiger arrived at the motel, a piece of ruins came into view.

"Is this washed by bombers?"

Logan learned a lot of new words from the young director when he was a punching bag in S.H.I.E.L.D.

Looking at the ruins of the motel through the car window, he couldn't help feeling so emotional.

The collapsed brick walls and the cracked ground seemed to be pressed down by a big hand, leveling the house.

It is hard to imagine that manpower can cause such severe damage, like a natural disaster.

Logan got out of the jeep, raised his hand to lift off the yellow cordon that blocked the scene, and showed his license to the police.

Under the midday sun, the silver eagle emblem reflected a dazzling light.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. on business."

Logan, who was smoking a thick cigar, stepping on leather boots, and wearing a leather jacket, said lightly.

His attire does not look like a federal official at all, but has the wild temperament of a gangster.

With his rugged appearance and full beard, Wolverine is often classified as the "this guy doesn't look like a good guy" type.

"SHIELD?"

The young policeman who reached out to stop the intruder hesitated, and did not let go of his hand holding the holster.

"Let them in, it seems that we have nothing to do here."

The slightly older policeman pulled his colleagues away and said with a smile.

SHIELD, led by Superman, is not a secret department.

Or, more precisely.

Its existence was not deliberately kept secret.

Any enthusiastic citizen who pays attention to Superman and often watches the news should have heard the name of SHIELD.

"I'm sorry, the rookie who just joined the job is a little nervous."

The older policeman dismissed his colleagues and briefly reported the situation.

"We were notified by the Highway Patrol at about [-]:[-] p.m. yesterday."

"The specific time to arrive at the scene was probably close to five o'clock."

"As you can see, the motel was badly damaged, thankfully there were not too many casualties."

"As for the boss and the guests who stayed, they were all locked in the warehouse at the back, and left after recording their confessions."

"There are two wounded. They came from Los Angeles for vacation. The man is a doctor from Monterey, the woman is a nurse, and there is an eight-year-old son."

"Fortunately, the collapsed house only caused some minor injuries to the family, not life-threatening."

"Before sending them to a nearby hospital, we also made a rough record."

The older policeman handed the document caught in his arm to Logan, who glanced at it before handing it to Victor.

The two of them felt dizzy when they saw the dense words, so they could only pretend to read it for a while, and then held it under their armpits.

"A mutant did it?"

Logan exhaled a puff of smoke. He looked at the policeman and asked in a rough voice, "How are you sure?"

"That's what the doctor and his wife said. The innkeeper imprisoned in the warehouse and the passing guests can all testify."

"They saw a strong man who could lift a car, and a blue-skinned monster with animal hair all over his body."

"Therefore, it is preliminarily judged that this is a criminal gang of mutants roaming around the country."

The older policeman said seriously.

"In the ruins of the motel, broken human organs and tissues were also found."

"According to speculation, it may be a battle caused by mutants' internal strife."

Logan and Saber-toothed Tiger have not received criminal investigation training, and usually rely on their beast instincts. They were taken aback when they heard this, thinking that these state police officers are quite professional.

"By the way, the above information and conclusions were all summed up by that officer."

The elderly policeman pointed to the ruins of the collapsed motel. Someone bent over and pulled the rubble of the brick wall, as if looking for something.

"He is also an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., you may know him."

Logan narrowed his eyes and looked over.

The other party was a tall man with dark skin, wearing a neat suit, with the eagle emblem of S.H.I.E.L.D. on his chest.

Seemingly feeling the gaze of Wolverine, the latter showed his white teeth and walked over.

"Hello, you two."

The tall man clapped his palms and dusted off the dust on his body.

"My name is Nicholas Joseph Fury. You can call me Nick or Fury."

"Wolverine, Saber-toothed Tiger, I've heard of the two big names, the ace players under Major Stryker."