Marvel's Father Earth

Logan simply couldn't believe the news he heard. It was Stryker who told him that Victor killed his lover. It was also Stryker who had tricked him into injecting Adamantium. Combining Germany's intelligence, then his lover was killed and the body disappeared without a trace. Wasn't it a joint plan of Victor and Stryker?

The purpose... is to inject myself with Adamantium alloy!Then brainwash it into a weapon!

"Yes, you...didn't know that before?"

The trivial fragments in his mind were completely combined at this moment, and Logan's thinking became extremely clear. He was deceived from beginning to end, and he didn't even know it.

"What is the island?" Logan asked, suppressing his anger.

"After Victor captured them... Stryker kept them there." Fred answered with some difficulty.

"Wait...speak slowly, who do you want to catch?"

"...Mutants..." At this point, Fred's eyes were flashing with tears, and there was unconcealable fear and regret, "...it is rumored that Stryker is using them for human experiments there."

After saying that, Fred turned to look at John, who was also regretful and uncomfortable, and asked: "I never thought... what happened to those people?"

"I'm trying not to think about it," John replied, lowering his head.

"They killed her just to inject adamantium into me. They killed her for a fucking experiment."

Logan, who finally couldn't hold back his anger, grabbed Fred by the collar again, raised his right fist at him, popped out his claws and asked: "Where is the island?"

"Logan, Stryker is tight-lipped about this. Except for Victor, even Zero knows where he is."

Of course, Logan was not satisfied with Fred's answer. He also wondered if Fred was keeping secrets because of fear, and wanted to leave something on him, but Myrne appeared at his side in time to stop him.

"Logan, calm down."

Merin's small universe once again soothed Logan's irritable heart.

Logan's anger slowly subsided, and the sharp claws were retracted under the skin. Fred then breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Myron with a strange look.

He knew Logan's bad temper very well. Apart from Victor, he had never seen anyone who looked more like a beast than Logan. It seemed that it was not easy for this stranger to persuade Logan.

But he was also afraid of whether the other party could always comfort Logan. For the safety of his own life, he chose to tell everything he knew.

"Although I don't know it, a prisoner once escaped."

"Who?"

"His name is Remy LeBeau. He's a pimp from New Orleans. The guards in the prison call him the God of Gamblers because he always wins money playing poker. That's all I know."

"What exactly does Stryker want to do? What is his ultimate plan?" John asked.

"He is... seizing their superpowers and trying to fuse them together to create the most powerful weapon. This is all I know."

After making sure that Fred had told everything he knew, Logan and John didn't ask any more questions and walked side by side towards the door. John didn't have to follow him. This club was his property and he didn't have to worry about his life at all.

But maybe it was Merin's words that moved him. He wanted to redeem himself and do something for the living. Even if it couldn't offset his sin, it was a kind of psychological comfort.

Myron would naturally continue to follow the two of them, but before following him, he still said a few words to Fred.

"Do you regret it?" Maierin asked.

"Is regret... useful?" Three simple words directly broke through the many psychological defenses Fred had set up. He shed tears of regret, and all the negative emotions that had been accumulated deep in his heart burst out, " I used to think that I was a qualified warrior, executing orders and destroying enemies. I had killed many, many people, including soldiers, terrorists, and civilians. But... those mutants, my kind, were... Sent to the test bed, I don’t know…”

"So...you regret it."

"Yes, I regret it, but... I can't go back."

"Go to the Sanctuary and find Charles. The sins you have committed cannot be offset, but when you are alive, you have to do something, right? Not for yourself, but also for the mutants you once loosened in the laboratory."

After saying that, he left a business card for Fred and walked out.

Fred was dumbfounded as he savored Myrne's words. Looking at the business card with only a phone number in his hand, he felt that he was standing at a crossroads in his life, unable to make a choice.

Finally, he climbed up with difficulty, walked aside, picked up the phone, and dialed the number on it.

Just two beeps and the call was connected.

"I'm Charles."

"My name is Fred, Fred Dukes, and I was asked to call you at this number. He said you could help me."

"who's that person?"

"I don't know, but he has short black hair and is about 1.8 meters tall. He is a handsome guy."

"...where are you?"

"I am here……"

"Stay there and don't move. We'll send someone to pick you up right away."

"it is good."

……

John used the contacts he had accumulated and quickly found out the location of Remy LeBeau. He was a pimp, a gambler, and a fugitive. Bourbon Street was known as the "Little Casino Street" Naturally, this is his new chosen nest.

When you push the door open, the noisy music fills your ears like a magical sound. Girls with scantily clad and hot bodies are soliciting customers. The smell of depravity and decadence of people living in wealth and wealth hits your face.

"What? Don't like it?" Seeing Maier frowning slightly, John teased.

Although Merin did not answer him directly, the speculation about Merin's identity was almost solid. However, what he did not expect was that Merin, as a god, would actually dislike this man's paradise.

"It's been a long time since I've been here, I'm just not used to it."

Merin doesn't hate such places. In his previous life, he was known as the "Little Prince of Nightclubs", but he traveled through time too early. At that time, humans had already tried their best to survive, and there were few ways to entertain themselves. Not to mention nightclubs that would not appear for centuries.

Furthermore, with a jealous person always by his side, Merin wouldn't be able to open a nightclub in the Mythical Age, otherwise Cerberus' weapons would have to be remade.

"It's astonishing."

"Maybe."

The three of them walked through the crowd and quickly found their target.

"That's really cool."

Before he even walked over, John was attracted by Remy LeBeau's cool card skills.

"It's just a little trick." Maierin smiled.

The playing cards flying in Rimi's hands completely went against the common sense of physics. His ability is [Potential and Kinetic Energy Control]. He just used a little ability on the playing cards and attracted the screams of many beauties. It was purely Just sensationalizing.

"I'll guard the back door to prevent him from escaping," John said.

"I'm not going to fight him."

"That's weird!"

John, who knew Logan's temper well, didn't believe Logan's words. Fred was the same way before, saying they would just talk but not fight. What was the result?

"Isn't he here?" Logan glanced at Myron and reminded him.

"Oh, that's right, but I'd better go and guard it, just in case."

After the words fell, John didn't wait for Logan to say anything else and walked directly towards the back door.

Logan didn't notice that John insisted on going to the back door, not to prevent Remy from escaping, but because he saw an acquaintance in the crowd.

"What about you? Why don't you go out and get some fresh air?" Logan curled his lips and asked Myron.

"That's fine." Maier nodded and agreed, "Although I don't reject it, if she finds out, I will bear it."

"Okay...well...I'm looking forward to meeting that "her" now."

Along the way, the word "she" appeared a lot.

Although he doesn't really believe in what kind of god Mai'in is, the methods Mai'in has shown so far show that he is not a weak guy. He can keep Mai'in on his mind even though he is thousands of miles away, and the girl who keeps her body like a jade, Luo Genke is quite curious.

"There will be a day." Myron nodded with a smile and followed John towards the back door.

Logan looked at the two people's backs, shrugged, and walked to the gambling table.

"Are you Remy LeBeau?"

"Do I owe you money?"

"No."

"Then I'm Rimi LeBeau." Making sure it wasn't a creditor who came to the door, Rimi took off the hat covering his face and stretched out his hand to motion for Logan to sit down.

Logan glanced at the worried Marion and John before sitting down.

"The big blind is 100, the small blind is 50, do you want to bet?" Rimi asked.

"Well...that's a question, what can I bet with 17 yuan?" Logan curled his lips and asked. He "borrowed" the 17 yuan from John.

Merin had money that he couldn't spend, but he didn't think that the "good-tempered" Logan would have the patience to play gambling games with Rimi after he left, so he simply didn't give it to him.

Sure enough, as soon as this statement came out, Logan was laughed at by everyone.

"Seventeen yuan...heh, maybe you should call a taxi home."

"Aha, it's a pity that things are not done yet, so I can't leave yet."

"Really? Then sir, what brought you to our beautiful city?" Rimi asked while dealing cards to others.

"Victor Creed."

As soon as these words came out, Rimi paused in dealing the cards, but he quickly recovered, continued to deal the cards, and asked: "So...who is he?"

"The man I'm going to kill, he works for a man named Stryker, on an island, I just need to know where." Logan said, trying to be as friendly and harmonious as possible.

But Logan didn't know that when he read Victor's name, Rimi had already mistaken him for the person who came to arrest him, but he was not completely sure yet. In order not to break his finally stable life, He continued to test.

"Why do you think I know?" Rimi asked pretending not to know.

"It's simple, because I know who you are, the God of Gamblers..."

Hearing this, Rimi looked at Logan with a hint of ferocity and hatred in his eyes.

Logan was completely unaware of this and continued: "...You are the only one who escaped from there, and you are also the one who will take me back there."

Rimi was now sure that Logan was the one who came to take him back. He stopped dealing the cards and waved his hands to let everyone around him disperse.

"The tag you are wearing is so beautiful, sir. The people who captured me also wore the same tag." As he spoke, Rimi held a playing card between his fingertips, and his pupils were dyed with a purple glow. , energy flows from your fingertips to the playing cards.

Logan already felt something was wrong and immediately wanted to explain.

But Rimi was faster than him, and the playing cards on his fingertips spun and flew out, shooting Logan.

Just when the playing card was about to hit Logan, Myron and John suddenly appeared next to Logan. Myron stretched out two fingers and lightly clamped the playing card.

"Let me finish talking before you do anything, you bad kid playing cards."