Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

Although Logan got into the pickup truck in the end, he drove Scott into the passenger seat and took the driving right himself.

But he really didn't intend to play any team games with the two kids.

"Warning you again, don't follow me. I'm going to kill people for revenge, not to take children on an outing."

He said this after dropping two people off in the nearest town.

He seemed to really want to just turn around and walk away.

In fact, he had already stepped on the accelerator, drove the car for at least 800 meters, and then fell back again.

Apparently, he's also annoyed with his 'soft heart'.Supervising the two viciously along the way, they went to call the 'parents', and then went to blackmail to rob a villain. They first used the money they got back to buy a box of cigars of average quality, and then spent the rest of the money violently. The stuffed to Scott.

Immediately afterwards, in a strong tone, he ordered them to live in the hotel obediently for the next few days, not to run around, and wait for their family to pick them up, and then drove away quickly in that small truck.

"It looks bad on the outside, but he is unexpectedly a good guy."

Carlos pushed the small sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and simply commented on Logan's series of behaviors: "Scott, are we really going to wait here obediently? Do you want to help Logan?"

"Are you sure you can help?"

Scott lay flat on the bed in the hotel, and said with self-knowledge and reason: "I can't see, and I can't control my abilities well. You don't even have any offensive power. Are you going to help or add to the chaos?"

Carlos was a little depressed for a moment.

He couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "I'm still young! I'll be fine when I grow up."

Scott ignored him as he quickly fell asleep in bed.

There have been frequent accidents in the past few days, plus he ran back and forth in fear, and his head was constantly thinking about how to get the two of them home safely. He was exhausted all the way. He looked fine on the outside, but he was actually tired. It's too late.

Although Carlos had a lot of fun, he was already very tired, and his wings were injured, making him even weaker.

Finally arrived at a relatively safe place, the string was tense before, at this moment, as soon as he relaxed, exhaustion surged up, he also yawned, and subconsciously fell asleep next to Scott.

The two cuddled together and slept all afternoon.

When the sun was setting, the two of them were still sleeping in bed in a drowsy state, and they didn't even hear the knock on the door, and then the door opened by itself.

Carlos woke up from his sleep, leaned on his glasses in a daze, and looked at the door.

Scott couldn't see it, but his expression was obviously still a little dazed.

A familiar voice sounded gently in their minds: "Did you have fun outside?"

"Charles!" Carlos shouted in surprise.

"Professor?" Scott's heart was completely settled, and a happy look appeared on his face involuntarily.

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After Wolverine Logan got rid of two oil bottles and stopped being a dad, he finally felt that his breathing was smooth and the world was a better place.

He is alone, like a lone wolf, embarking on a dangerous road of revenge.

He drove the dilapidated but well-maintained pickup truck across the border between Canada and the United States, and drove all the way to the United States. It took about two days in the middle; he found his comrades who used to work under Stryker. It took another day or two to find out the truth of the matter; to go to Las Vegas, find a guy nicknamed Gambit, and persuade the other party to agree to tell me the island where Stryker and the saber-toothed tiger are located. Day and night time.

After he worked so hard to get everything done, Remy, nicknamed Gambit, finally agreed to take him to Three Mile Island, Stryker's special base for detaining and catching mutants. The running around was not in vain.

On the day of departure, Logan met Gambit Remy at the time and place agreed in advance.

This man, who always pursues demeanor even in a fight, with a smile on his handsome face, stood in front of a large and advanced plane, and took off his hat in a chic way to Logan: "Welcome to take the Blackbird flight .”

Logan looked at the extremely sci-fi aircraft, and couldn't help sighing: "High-end goods, where did you get them?"

Gambit blinked, and replied with flickering eyes: "Originally I had a precious little plane, which I won from a new game, but two days ago, I suddenly found a good job. Here, the one in front of you is an employee." Welfare."

With a mysterious smile, he raised an index finger to his lips, and said with a meaningful smile, "You'll know when you go up."

Logan raised his eyebrows and looked at him in surprise.

Remy smiled silently.

"Stupid!" Logan sneered, and boarded the plane without fear in three steps at a time.

Then, he froze.

Carlos was the first to stand up from his seat restlessly, turned around to him at the hatch, and waved enthusiastically: "Logan! Logan! Come here, sit here, I have reserved a seat for you! You Why are you moving so slowly! Scott and I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

On Scott's face, the red quartz glasses have been put back on at this time, and he can finally see things.

He sat in front of Carlos, turned his head calmly at this moment, looked Logan up and down, and compared it with the image he imagined, and then sighed with a smile: "Better than me It's ten times more sloppy! Logan, is your suit the one given to you by old Jim on the farm? You haven't changed it, and you've been wearing it for almost a week! Don't you think it smells good?"

Logan's mood at this moment is probably: 'how old are you! '(How old are you) combined with 'whatthefuck'.

Seeing the lingering ghosts and the two brats appearing in front of him again, he was stunned for three seconds.

"!" He cursed in a low voice: "Who the hell tell me what's going on? Aren't you in Canada?"

"It only takes two or three hours to fly back to the United States from Canada."

Carlos said confidently: "Isn't it normal for us to be faster than you? It's no wonder that you drove here so stupidly."

Logan was speechless.

So, while he was driving a small car and sleeping all the way, the two brats who were left behind by him were already leisurely flying across the sky in a plane?

"Strange!" Carlos murmured, "Why don't you fly?"

Logan didn't bother to explain to him the question of 'Why don't you take the plane', turned his head angrily, grabbed Remy's collar, and asked fiercely: "Are you playing tricks on me on purpose?"

"Hey, buddy, calm down, don't do anything yet." Remy raised his hands high and said with a smile, obviously not very scared, but very happy with Logan's reaction.

at the same time,

A soft voice sounded from Logan's mind: "Please calm down, Logan, Remy is leading us all. Here, no one wants to play tricks on you."

Then, the chair in the center of the cabin slowly turned around.

Professor Charles Xavier looked at him with a smile: "Meet you again, Logan."

"Who are you?" Logan let go of Gambit, took a few steps forward, and carefully looked at the person in front of him.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly said, "I remembered, you and your boyfriend once came to see me..."

"Boyfriend?" Scott and Carlos said in a rare tacit understanding of surprise.

"You probably misunderstood something." Professor Charles turned the chair back calmly: "Eric and I were indeed very good friends in the past."

He paused, and calmly returned to the correct topic: "Logan, we will cooperate with you in this operation at Three Mile Island. Stryker and Saber-toothed Tiger have captured many mutants for experimentation, so we can't ignore it. When you get there, you will take revenge on the saber-toothed tiger, and we will save people."

"I never cooperate with others." Logan indifferently drank his cigar, folded his arms around his chest, with an arrogant look of refusal to cooperate.

"Oh." Charles turned his head slightly, his blue eyes were very clear and innocent, but his tone was not very polite: "Sorry, you can only swim to the island by yourself. Now, please go down, we are going to take off."

Logan took the cigar out of his mouth and spit out the circles under his eyes depressedly.

He strode over to sit next to Carlos and said calmly, "There is always a first time for everything."

Gambit Remy burst out laughing with a 'puchi', in exchange for a fierce look from Logan.

He hurriedly suppressed a smile, turned around and found a seat and sat down.

"Charles, are you ready to take off now?" the Beast asked over his shoulder.

"All right, Hank!"

The plane taxied smoothly, and then lifted off smoothly.

"I thought you would insist on swimming there by yourself, just like before, insisting on driving back to the United States by yourself, just like traveling by car."

Carlos said nonchalantly: "By the way, do you really like traveling by car? Why don't you fly back to the United States? Scott guessed that you didn't have an ID card, did he guess right? I think it should be You can’t go through the security check, your paws are cool and pretty, but they’re made of metal, so you probably can’t go through the security check, and the staff won’t let you get on the plane.”

"Shut up." Logan's face was a little blue, his lips were white, and he subconsciously grasped the armrest with his hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Carlos looked at him in surprise: "Why are you shivering? Is it cold?"

"Do your own thing, don't talk nonsense."

"But you have cold sweat on your forehead."

"Are you kidding, you read it wrong! Go play your own, don't bother me so much."

"Hey!"

"Stop messing with him, Carlos." Scott finally couldn't help turning his head, and smiled gloatingly: "Can't you see? He's not sick, but afraid of heights. It seems that the reason we guessed before is all guessed wrong."

Professor Charles turned his head in a timely manner, and gave a very 'kind' suggestion: "Logan, don't run away, face your fears. If you want to overcome this shortcoming, you can ask for my help. You know my ability, I It can make you think that you are a bird, you can experience the feeling of a bird, maybe you can cure your fear of heights, do you want to try it once?"

Logan tightly grasped the armrest with both hands, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth while sweating: "gofuckyourself!"