Rebirth: I am the American leader

Steve wasn't threatening anyone, at least Wade didn't think it was a threat.

Although in his understanding Steve is not short of money at all, he will definitely take action for the things that Stark values.

"What on earth are we going to do? How long do I have to deal with this idiot? Why the hell doesn't God just let me die!"

Logan has no good solution now. He can only vent his emotions helplessly and furiously.

"We are going to do the most pleasurable thing in the world, revenge. Revenge against your old friend Stryker, who I know once led your mercenary team.

It was also he who turned you into what you are now. My dear friend, haven't you always wanted to seek revenge from him? Forced to leave his lover. "

Steve inquired a little about Logan's story and temporarily launched the timeline of Logan.

Because of him, the timeline of this world is completely in chaos, and he can only roughly speculate on the direction of things to come based on what has already happened.

"how do you know?"

Logan did not put away his paws. He looked at Steve quietly like a frightened beast.

"How do I know? It's not difficult for me to find out about you. I am a five-star general in the United States. Although it is only honorary, trust me. I am not on the same level as a lumberjack like you."

Steve laughed, and Logan got the answer to his question, but he couldn't be happier at all.

He felt despised, and he had proof.

"But why did you kill Stryker?"

"This is very complicated. I'm too lazy to explain it. Just think that I don't like him, right? And I just can do it."

Steve glanced at Logan and motioned for him to sit on the sofa opposite him.

"Okay my friend, sit down and have a drink. This bastard capitalist Stark has a really good collection. What brand of whiskey is this?"

"Smells like bourbon, but much fancier."

Logan sat down politely and poured himself a glass.

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San Diego High School.

Two young men with scarred faces sat together again, and two white men sat next to them.

Both Carl and Parker felt a little headache.

There is no way, no matter who encounters a guy like Wayne, he will have a headache.

"Wayne, Richard wasn't bullying me at first. I'm serious. You may not know it, but I am actually..."

"Mutant, Mr. Steve said that Parker is actually a mutant. His physical fitness and strength have reached an absurd level. Richard just wanted to challenge his limits.

It really doesn’t involve school violence or bullying. "

Wayne was a little confused, but he still didn't speak and just looked at Richard expressionlessly.

"It seems like you won't be able to believe it without letting you experience it for yourself."

Richard quickly found a solution to the problem. He stood up and moved out of the way, reaching out and pulling Parker to his seat.

"Strive with him and don't let him go."

"Wayne, I know you have objections to me. As long as you can beat Parker, I will review it in front of the whole school."

Wayne was still a little confused. He didn't understand why Parker was actually sitting across from him.

Although he doesn't seem that strong, he is somewhat confident in his own strength.

"Ok."

So he agreed to Richard's request without thinking. In his opinion, winning against a nerd was not a problem.

As for what Carl said before about this kid being a mutant, he didn't take it to heart at all.

It's not that Parker doesn't look like him, it's that this guy Carl really doesn't speak the truth.

"You can use two hands."

Parker still said very politely, Wayne shook his head and stretched out his left hand.

Carl and Richard looked at each other and smiled, and Carl even whistled frivolously.

The contest between the two began soon.

After all, Parker is still a kind-hearted child. He slowly exerts his force to ensure that he will not hurt Wayne and that he understands the gap between the two.

Wayne frowned. This nerd was indeed stronger than he thought.

But that didn't mean anything. Richard glanced at Wayne's expression.

Said somewhat helplessly.

"Be serious Parker, our Mr. Rorschach seems unwilling to believe in your true strength."

Parker looked at Wayne's confused and stubborn eyes and sighed slightly.

"Mr. Wayne, you have to be prepared, this may hurt you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force suddenly, and the next moment Wayne flew out and fell into Richard's arms.

"Oh! Falk!"

Wayne jumped out of Richard's arms and looked at Parker in shock.

"Are you really a mutant?"

This was the first time that Wayne said two sentences at the same time. Although one of them was a curse word, it was amazing.

"Yes, Mr. Wayne. That day I dealt with ten mutant criminals alone, just like the ones on TV. Extremely vicious and amazingly powerful super criminals.

I handled ten of them all by myself. "

Parker knew that if he didn't explain this matter clearly, it would cause a lot of trouble for Richard. After all, the most similar thing between Wayne and Principal Steve was that he could keep spending time with people.

Richard didn't want to be watched by Wayne for the rest of his student life. This was simply torture.

"Yes, I remember Carl said that? I am indeed a mutant."

Parker nodded.

"sharp."

Wayne nodded, turned to Richard and stretched out his hand.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you."

Richard smiled broadly and shook Wayne's hand.

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Stark Industries has been a bit leaderless lately.

Tony Stark has taken up residence at Scythe Farm.

On the one hand, the research on the Destroyer Armor was almost in its final step, and on the other hand, he was thinking about Bucky.

Steve felt he was the victim and left the final decision on the matter to him.

Stark could sense that Steve expected him to let Bucky go.

But the pain of losing a loved one is hard to explain.

"Stark, Steve requires me to urge you to eat on time every day."

Lao Zhou walked in with a plate of fried chicken breast and a portion of mashed potatoes.

He didn't even mean to apologize for interrupting Stark's thinking.

"Zhou, you can't come in so unscrupulously. This is my laboratory, and it's only half past eleven."

"Come on, you know no matter what us Asians do in the room. When our parents come in with the food, we can't blame them."

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An extra update for the big guys on outlook on life and values. Thanks to the two big guys for their tips yesterday. I will write two chapters or more later this evening, depending on my energy level.

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