Rebirth: I am the American leader

Although this guy is in a state of amnesia, the combat experience accumulated since World War I has given him immeasurable instincts.

He didn't even check the little bastard radar. In this complex and messy sewer environment, any trace left by Parker was particularly conspicuous.

"Damn it! Is that guy a hyena? Why can he keep following us?"

Judy cursed, and Parker took off his school uniform reluctantly.

This time Judy cursed even more fiercely.

She couldn't understand why someone would take off his shirt while running for his life, even though the boy did have a nice figure.

"Don't get me wrong, that guy has a radar in his hand, and it seems to be specifically targeting us. I suspect that Stark has woven the locator into our school uniforms."

Judy didn't say anything, but the switchblade in her hand stopped Parker from taking off his pants.

"Oh~ I just wanted to get away from being tracked. I don't have any..."

"Get out of here now, I'm tired and I won't continue to be crazy with you lunatics. You can do whatever you want, damn it!"

Parker knew that Judy was serious, so he took Kang and plunged into a road where he had no idea where he was going.

Judy was indeed tired, and the only reason she joined in was because Carl said as long as they succeeded.

Those damn bastards in the school maintenance department will be kicked in the ass by Steve one by one.

"Where should we go now?"

Kang asked somewhat weakly, and Parker shook his head to indicate that he didn't know either.

"Hey Mr. Parker, you know, I used to be a security guard at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. I'm pretty good at dealing with you genetically modified kids, so can we save each other a little time?

Logan's voice sounded about ten meters away from Parker, and Parker was so scared that he picked up Kang and started swinging.

The underwater site where they were located provided Parker with the convenience of terrain, and Parker's speed was astonishingly fast.

He immediately distanced himself from Logan.

But he is obviously not a native of this place.

The further he walked toward the dilapidated area, the more signs of biological activity he saw.

This anomaly did not go unnoticed by Parker.

He was really exhausted.

But Logan, who was following behind him, smelled something wrong.

If he remembered correctly, there should only be traces of Parker and Kang in front.

But now the number of traces left by the creatures ahead has reached an astonishing six.

Except for Parker and Kang, the remaining four don't look like humans at all.

Logan didn't know what these things were, but judging from the traces, these guys should be more like some kind of lizard.

However, before he could implement his idea, screams of Parker and Kang were heard from the front.

You know, sometimes things just feel like you're riding on a crazy horse.

You have no idea where the idiot under your crotch will take you or for what purpose.

Young Michelangelo was just going to find a place with better signal to listen to the Beatles.

But he didn't expect that he would be hit by a shirtless man at a speed of thirty miles per hour.

Even though his true form is a turtle, this level of strength is still a bit too much for him.

Parker and Kang originally planned to apologize immediately, but when they saw this guy's face, the two guys screamed.

"what!!!!"

"what!!!"

Logan rushed to Parker and Kang at an extremely fast speed, and his expression became a little serious when he saw Michelangelo.

To be honest, he's been dealing with mutants his entire life.

But mutants who look like him are really rare. He has seen people who look like lizards, people who look like dogs, people who look like monkeys and people who look like squirrels.

But the guy in front of him could definitely not be explained as a person who looked like a turtle. If Logan really had to explain it, this guy was simply a turtle that looked like a human.

"Hey! You monster! Get out of here!"

Claws popped out of Logan's fist, and Michelangelo stared at him, somewhat confused.

"What did you call me just now? A monster? Look at yourself, bro. I've never seen anyone with claws. I really want to know how you wipe your own butt. Do you use your claws as well?"

In a trance, Logan had an illusion that this bastard might be Wade's flesh and blood?

After all, with Wade's bad personality, Logan would not find anything he did strange.

"Can you talk?"

Logan looked at Michelangelo and asked his doubts.

The latter pulled out his nunchaku and pointed at Logan.

"Hey! Big dog, you pissed me off! Of course I can talk! I can even beat you until you call me daddy!"

"Wait, this person? What's your name?"

Parker jumped up from the ground, stopped the two people who were on the verge of a fight, looked at Michelangelo and asked.

"Michelangelo, what are you two hairless albino gorillas called! Damn it, I was just listening to the radio outside my house.

It's bad enough that you, a half-naked guy, rushed over and knocked me over, but I was actually called a monster by a dog that jumped out of nowhere!"

Parker felt a chill in his heart as he listened to Michelangelo's words.

He glanced at Logan with some fear, and the latter retracted his claws and motioned for him to move back.

Then a heart-wrenching wail was heard from the sewer.

All Parker could say was that he'd better not speak so quickly in his next life.

He had experienced firsthand how powerful Logan's fist was.

Even though Michelangelo was a coward, he was still made to spit blood by Weigen's fist.

"Oh, God, I love this feeling. You know, when I beat Wade before, he bled but he didn't get hurt."

Logan looked very satisfied when he said this, and he looked like a pervert no matter how you looked at him.

Parker and Kang acted very quiet after seeing how this guy beat people.

As the saying goes, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, Michelangelo, the chicken, has been killed. If he and Kang, the two monkeys, don't behave themselves, they will be in trouble.

God knows what awaits them.

"Damn it! You're breaking the law, you know that! I need to hire a lawyer! Oh, my tailbone must be broken. Damn it, I'm going to make you go to jail and work for the capitalists for free for the rest of your life!"

Logan shrugged, then reached out and grabbed Michelangelo.

"Two things. First, I am the only one between the two of us who is an American citizen? If I'm not mistaken, you are an illegal immigrant?

The second thing is, if you continue to be so rude, I don’t mind dismembering you.”

Almost a hundred years of war had given Logan a tangible killing intent. Even though Michelangelo had been fighting the Hand, he was not a coward.

But when faced with Logan's murderous intent, he suddenly became docile.

Are you kidding? A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him!