The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 377: I wanted to do this a long time ago

The iconic hairline and smile...

　　 When Mike saw the familiar face, he only felt very messy.

　　科, Coleson!

　　What's the situation?

　　 Could it be that they failed to pass through?

　　No, they must have succeeded in crossing, but what's the matter with this face?

　　 I have passed through, you still follow, are you poisonous! what! ?

　　 Damn, what kind of fate is this?

　　 Mike is a little confused.

　　 Seeing Mike's expression, the leader'Coleson' smiled more kindly, and he whispered to his little brothers: "Look, see, this is the charm of my Uncle Coulson!"

　　 Several little brothers hurriedly gave flattery.

　　 Coulson let out a sigh of relief, and after standing still in front of Mike, he smiled slyly, put a hand in his jacket, and said, "This gentleman, can I'borrow' some money from you?"

　　 His little brother cooperated with him and gave Mike a sneer laugh.

　　 Mike twisted his brows together.

　　 This guy is not Coleson, Coleson dare not talk to him like that.

　　 And if you look closely, this guy is a bit darker than Colson.

　　 So, it's just that the two look a little bit alike. Is this Coleson?

　　 "Hey!" Coulson looked at Mike dissatisfiedly and said angrily: "I'm talking to you, did you hear it?"

　　 Mike nodded and said: "Can you tell me, what is your name?"

　　 "Huh?"

　　 Coulson has robbed so many people, I have never seen such a calm one.

　　 "Boy, you are looking for death!"

　　 "Dare to talk to our big brother like this."

　　 Coulson’s little brothers yelled at Mike.

　　 Coulson raised his hand, and the younger brothers began to gesture with a knife, and then Coulson also took out his pistol.

　　 "Hand over the money!"

　　 Coulson gave a cold voice.

　　 This time, without waiting for Mike to speak, Gwen whispered: "Will you write an IOU?"

　　"……"

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Mike couldn't help laughing, but the villains were furious.

　　 They feel that they have been tricked.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Coulson yelled, and without hesitation, he pulled the trigger at Mike.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 With a gunshot, a bullet hit Mike's forehead.

　　 There was bloodthirsty on Coulson's face, and he seemed to have seen the appearance of the other person's head blooming.

　　 But the next second, the smile on his face froze, as if seeing something terrible, he couldn't help taking two steps back.

　　 Mike tossed the bullet in his hand, squeezed it lightly with his fingers, and squeezed it into an orange iron piece. A smile appeared on his face and said to Gwen: "You wait for Dad."

　　 Gwen nodded, let go of Mike's hand, and walked aside.

　　 Mike looked at Coulson, the smile on his face getting more excited.

　　 "You, what are you!"

　　 Coulson swallowed nervously, and pointed the gun at Mike again, and at the same time his little brothers rushed towards Mike.

　　 In the next instant, without everyone knowing it, Mike has disappeared in place.

　　 bang bang bang!

　　 With several clear sounds, Coulson's little brothers flew away, and Coulson's gun was also held by Mike.

　　 Under the trembling gaze of Cosenther, Mike squeezed the gun in his hand, threw it aside, and walked towards Coulsen with a smile.

　　 "You, don't come here!"

　　 After a while, Mike pulled Gwen away refreshedly.

　　 He wanted to do this a long time ago.

　　Damn Colson!

　　 That guy is always causing him trouble, but Coleson is a good guy, Mike can't really do it.

　　 But for this one, there is no burden.

　　……

　　 An extended Chrysler shuttles in the night, driven by a middle-aged man with gray beard, driving quietly on the street.

　　, I’m using the book-chasing app recently, which caches books and reads offline!

　　His body is full of vicissitudes of life. Although his eyes have long been occupied by numbness and unconsciousness, there is still a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

　　He is Logan, Wolverine.

　　 At this time, in the back seat of the car, several young people were holding wine and partying.

　　 "Ahem."

　　 Logan coughed slightly, and through the rearview mirror in the car, he glanced at the young people behind him, worried that they would get alcohol or something into his car.

　　He rented this car. If it is screwed up, he will lose a lot of money.

　　Until he opened the car door for these young people, Logan was quietly relieved to see that there was no obvious stain on the back seat of the car.

　　 loosened his tie, Logan carefully wiped off a trace of stain on the door and sat in the driving position.

　　 Turn on his cell phone, Logan puts on his reading glasses to see if there is a new business.

　　 There is no new news, he sighed in disappointment.

　　钱……

　　 He had never wanted this thing so much.

　　 He wants to use money to live, to support himself and the two people, to use money to buy medicine for Professor X, and even plan to save a lot of money to buy a boat to go to sea, and plan to die on the sea.

　　 "Oh!"

　　 He sighed heavily again, and after stopping the car to the side of the road, he just fell asleep in the car.

　　 In order to save money, he often does this.

　　 Anyway, his sleep has been poor, and going to the hotel is a waste.

　　 Lying in the back seat of the car, Logan tried his best to think of nothing, just lying so dumb.

　　 Suddenly, he did it, cursed in a low voice, took out a half bottle of wine from his pocket, drank it in one breath, and poured it back on the seat of the car.

The 　　 wine thing had no effect on him, but as his ability continued to weaken, he finally realized the feeling of drunk.

　　 is only a little bit, but this feeling can help him fall asleep very well.

　　 Finally, his consciousness began to blur, and he fell asleep vaguely.

　　He slept very shallowly~IndoMTL.com~Some unforgettable images constantly flashed through his mind.

　　His past, X school, his friends, and what happened in Westchester a year ago.

　　 On that day, Professor X, who suffered from dementia, suddenly became ill, which brought a disaster.

　　 The scene at that time flashed in his mind, and Logan opened his eyes abruptly and sat up.

　　 He breathed quickly, pressing his chest in pain.

　　 "Ahem."

　　 He coughed twice again.

　　 Suddenly, something bright and bright fell out of his pocket.

　　 Logan stretched out his hand, and the thing slipped from his fingers and fell on his feet.

　　 He bent over to pick it up.

　　 That is a bullet, a bullet made of Edman alloy.

　　Professor X is his only concern now. When Professor X dies, he will end himself with this bullet.

　　 This is his plan.

　　 "Hoo..."

　　 Logan blew the dust that did not exist on the bullet, and put it in his pocket with a calm face, opened the door to let it breathe, and returned to the car, lying on the car seat again, and then forced himself I closed my eyes.

　　Go to sleep, go to sleep...

　　 Or I'm out of energy to work the next day.

　　 After a tormented night, Logan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when the sun poured into the car.