The Super God Journey of American Comics

Two months later, the English pronunciation of Forest City in Northern Alberta, Canada, is very similar to that of nearby Loving City. So people often come to the wrong place.

Canada is very rich in forest resources. This place is called Forest City. It is basically a city built in the deep forest. The main industry is wood collection and processing. Most of the residents here are lumberjacks.

When everyone hears about lumberjacks, what everyone can imagine is a giant bearded, rugged, muscular man. Pretty much the same actually. The biggest hobbies of these energetic guys after work are drinking, women, and fighting.

So there are many bars here, and most of them are just like these lumberjacks, rough and simple, but this is just what the customers like, isn't it?

At nine o'clock in the evening, a Hummer pulled up in front of a bar. The door of the cab opened, and a big black man came down, at least 1.9 meters tall! He has solid muscles all over his body, a bald head, a straight waist, and wolf-like eyes scanning the surroundings. At first glance, he is someone who is not easy to mess with!

But this is Lin City, and such strong men are very common. It's just that this person has a strong military aura and is somewhat incompatible with the people here.

The strong black man glanced around, then opened the back seat door of the Mustang, and a mixed-race young man who was less than 20 years old, with black hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and deep eyes got out. Although he was not old, he looked like he was in a position of power. The smell is just not too strong. The young man looked around and headed towards the bar first.

This young man is Allen. After collecting information for nearly two months, I almost went through the secret files of SHIELD, the National Security Agency, CAI, FBI, and the Pentagon, and finally found the goal of this trip! The Wolverine who has lived for nearly 200 years, participated in many wars that changed the history of the world, and is now living in seclusion.

According to Allen's impression, in about three years, the plot about Wolverine and the X-Men will begin. It will be another exciting life journey!

But all this has nothing to do with Allen. I had already watched the movie in my previous life and knew the ending. It was like watching a movie that was spoiled and uninteresting.

He is only interested in the genes of these plot characters. What else does it have to do with him?

It is up to these heroes with a strong sense of mission to put an end to the turmoil in the world. Now I am just a weakling, not qualified to play soy sauce. If I go there, I will only lose my life in vain.

People must know how much they can do what they can do. This is Allen's philosophy of life, a philosophy of two lifetimes.

Walking into the bar, a noisy atmosphere spread across the floor. In a closed iron cage in the middle of the bar, a short but muscular middle-aged white man was beating a bald man with his iron fist.

Seeing the bald man's teeth flying out of the iron cage, Allen couldn't help but touch his cheek, it really hurt!

That's a real iron fist, made of Edman alloy, the hardest metal known on earth. It seems that Uncle Wolf can win a lot of drinking money again tonight.

Allen ignored the crowd of onlookers whose hormones were rising sharply, and brought the big black man beside him to the bar. I ordered a glass of whiskey for the big black man, and a bottle of soda for myself. There is no way, he is only seventeen years old, underage, and cannot drink. The bartender handed the soda to Allen with a strange look.

Where did you come from, what are you doing in the bar if you don't want to drink? This is not a place for minors!

Allen ignored the bartender's gaze and turned his head to look like an iron cage. The battle there is over! No, it should be called Shaocai more appropriately.

Uncle Wolf held a low-quality cigar in his mouth, ignored the cheers around him, put on his clothes coolly, walked to the bar, and ordered himself a glass of beer.

There wasn't even a bruise on his body, and the years had not left any trace on him, except for indifference and vicissitudes of life. He turned around and signaled to the big black guy next to him that this was the goal of his group.

The big black man's name is Jason Stan, who has the same name as a certain star in his previous life. He is also a tough guy, the leader of a mercenary team, and is very famous in the mercenary world.

Allen spent 100 million to hire them to serve as his thugs and executors of the genetic plan.

Along the way, Allen felt that their team had a good way of doing things and had a very discerning eye. There is no shame in Allen just because he is young. After completing this job, if everything goes well, Allen will decide to maintain long-term cooperation with them. After all, it’s hard to find capable and obedient subordinates these days.

Jason looked at Uncle Wolf carefully and then signaled that he understood. The two drank quickly, walked out of the bar together, and drove away.

It didn't attract people's attention. They were here to stamp out the crowd, not to scare others. Some things are better hidden!

Uncle Lang is registered in multiple departments. He only wants some genetic samples and there is no need to make it known to everyone. My little arms and legs can't stand the torment.

The next morning, Logan came out of the bar. But it seemed like he was in a bad mood. Although I won a small amount yesterday, I also beat up several people who didn't open their eyes.

But early this morning, I was troubled by some guys who lost yesterday, and they were called monsters and bastards! And being kicked out by the bar owner with a rifle pointed at his head, he was not in a good mood.

Although he doesn't care, he is definitely in a irritated mood. He got into his broken RV and rushed towards his home. The speed of the car was a bit fast along the way. Although the road was not easy to walk and it was easy to cause an accident if the speed was high, he didn't care. Where was the person in this world who could kill him?

I'm thinking about whether to continue drinking when I go back or have a good night's sleep? There was a sudden dull explosion on the road ahead, and then a big tree that two people hugged fell in the middle of the road. Logan was unable to dodge and his RV crashed into it.

Logan has a bad habit of always relying on his immortality and almost never wearing a seat belt when driving! So under the action of inertia, it passed through the windshield, flew four or five meters away, and hit a stone on the side of the road. This is no small matter!

Logan was a little dizzy for a moment! Although he is immortal and has a first-class recovery speed, he still has normal physiological reactions when he is shocked. He just recovers quickly, not that he won't get hurt.

Before he could get up, he felt as if something had pricked him on the right side of his neck, and he soon lost consciousness.

At this time, three masked men in special operations attire jumped out of the grass less than ten meters away from the road. He fired two more shots at Logan who was lying on the ground, but what was shot out of the gun was not a bullet, but an anesthetic syringe. Each one contains enough anesthetic to bring down an elephant.

It seems they are being cautious. Three of them came to Logan, and two continued to point at Logan, who was motionless on the ground. The other quickly took out a special tool and began to collect blood, hair, and some body tissues from Logan's body.

In less than three minutes, the three of them put away their tools, jumped into the woods, and disappeared. Only the car accident scene and Logan lying on the ground were left, which foreshadowed what had just happened!

This place is very remote and no vehicles have passed by for a long time. Ten minutes later, Logan got up from the ground. Shaking his dizzy head, he looked around and then at himself. It seemed like it was just an accident, a normal car accident, except for the tree that fell in the middle of the road.

This resilience is really amazing. In just ten minutes, he recovered under the anesthetic that could knock down three elephants for several hours. He is indeed worthy of being rated as a level three mutant, Uncle Wolf.

Logan thought for a while and scratched his head. If someone wanted to catch him, it didn't make sense that he would go to such great lengths just to make him lie down on the side of the road without taking him away. The whole thing was like a prank.

Due to his recovery power, the wounds that took away the blood and body tissue have long since healed. While he was in a coma, the traces on his body had long since disappeared and could not be seen.

Based on his previous experience, if the special department had come to find him, he would have been locked in a prison van, his limbs were trapped and transported to a secret base! How could it be possible for him to lie here without even moving his body?

He guessed that the group of people he beat up just now wanted to retaliate against him by causing him to have a car accident. When I saw him falling to the ground, I thought he was about to die, so I ran away quickly, otherwise I wouldn't be able to explain it!

Logan walked back to the car, because the wounds caused by the car accident were gone, and he acted as if nothing had happened. I got in my car and started it. It wasn't bad, I just needed to fix the appearance. Those pranksters are not too cruel! Go back to sleep!

Allen and his mercenary team have already gone far away with Logan's genetic samples. As for what Logan thinks? Don't do anything to him.

The action was so perfect that Logan probably didn’t even know who attacked him, so how could he find it?

Now that the genes are in hand, we can start the next step of planning. Allen is considering whether to go to Xavier School for the Gifted, where there are many mutants.

Of course not in an open and honest manner, those X-Men are not easy to mess with. What if Allen suddenly ran up to them and said to them: Hey! guys! I need your genes for research! Let me draw some blood! He'll probably be beaten to the bone.

After all, most of the students and teachers there have had the experience of being used as experimental mice, and it is normal to have some psychological shadow.

The Brotherhood also has a lot of mutant genes, and even Magneto Eric is still being kept in a plastic cage and being visited!

It's just that the tickets are very expensive, and only people with a certain status can go. In Allen's case, you can give it a try!

After 2000, Eric will escape from prison, and it will be more difficult to obtain Magneto's genes at that time.

As for Stryker! He regards X-gene research as his own territory, and he insists on taking another approach.