The reason nurse Gabriela approached Logan Howlett was because Laura had another identity… she was created using Logan's DNA.
In other words, from a genetic standpoint, Laura is Logan Howlett's biological daughter!
After unexpectedly learning that he had become a father, Logan Howlett felt no joy, but instead was filled with heaviness and anger.
Because no one knew better than him that the era of mutants was over… no, it should be said that the world never truly belonged to mutants!
In the eyes of ordinary people, mutants are monsters, heretics, and their status is even lower than those "drug-fueled" superpowered individuals created by the [Vought Corporation]!
And now, besides Logan Howlett and Professor X, a few mutants are still barely surviving, while all the other mutants have rapidly died out in the last decade or so.
Logan Howlett naturally didn't know that this was caused by [.] secretly initiating the [Mutant Extinction Plan], with the [Alkali-Transigen] using the [M43 virus] developed specifically for the mutant [X-gene] to carry it out in secret.
He only knew that his physical condition was deteriorating.
His once-powerful healing ability was also nearing its limit.
Not only was the speed of wound healing continuously slowing down, but now even the toxins released from the [Adamantium] in his skeleton were faintly becoming uncontrollable.
This signal was enough to indicate… that his body was already overwhelmed!
But this was normal, after all, he was actually a decrepit old man of 181 years old (Logan Howlett was born in 1832).
And [Professor X] Charles Francis Xavier, who was quite a bit younger than him… but was also already 90 years old, under the influence of the [M43 virus], not only suffered from [Alzheimer's disease], but was also plagued by [epilepsy], and would often suffer from incontinence!
And once the [epilepsy] flared up, his [telepathic abilities], which were already in an extremely unstable state, would lose control, causing devastating psychic attacks on the brains of people within a certain range.
Just a few years ago, at the site of the [Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters] in [Westchester County], Professor X, suffering from an [epileptic] seizure, entered a state of complete loss of control.
In this "psychic storm" that lasted for a full 5 minutes, besides Logan Howlett, who possessed self-healing abilities, the remaining 7 mutants in the school… who were also the main members of the [X-Men], died on the spot!
And more than six hundred ordinary people in the surrounding area suffered extremely severe brain damage in this accident, and have since become demented or vegetative.
Therefore, the [Department of Homeland Security] directly added Professor X's brain to the list of "weapons of mass destruction" and issued a nationwide wanted order for him.
The surviving Logan Howlett had no choice but to take Professor X and go on the run.
They stayed away from crowds and big cities all the way, and came to the "three-no-zone" on the US-Mexico border to eke out a living.
So, in Logan Howlett's view, neither Laura nor other mutant experimental children should have been born against such a terrible backdrop!
However, since he had accepted the money, Logan Howlett, who had always kept his promises, decided to complete his mission - to send Laura to her destination in [North Dakota].
Since the previous stretch limousine had been riddled with holes in the battle with the [Reavers].
If he continued to drive it on the road, he would probably be stopped by the highway patrol before the enemies behind him caught up.
So, after settling Professor X and Laura, Logan Howlett hurried to the used car market to replace it with a new car that didn't look so conspicuous.
As long as he could save more time and get rid of the pursuers behind him, spending an extra thousand or two dollars was nothing.
The middle-aged female salesperson's face lit up with joy when she saw that Logan Howlett was so cooperative, but she still reminded him:
"Other procedures can be omitted, but the tires must be changed… after all, you don't want to have a flat tire on the road, do you?"
"How long do I have to wait?" Logan Howlett asked with a frown.
"At most an hour!"
After everything was settled, Logan Howlett found an inconspicuous bar nearby to pass the boring waiting time.
"What the hell is going on???"
Just as Wolverine was drinking and casually flipping through the new edition of the [X-Men] comic book he had taken from Laura's backpack, he discovered a familiar place name [Eden], and a string of attached coordinates in the last panel.
So he quickly took out the bloody envelope from his pocket and compared the coordinates of the rendezvous point written on the back with those in the comic book one by one.
The two were exactly the same?!
"No, is this a joke?"
Logan Howlett was immediately furious.
Could it be that the paradise in that woman's mouth actually came from a stupid comic book specially for fat宅屌丝?
I was really blinded by money back then to believe such nonsense, and even sacrificed my originally peaceful life for it.
Fu*k!
Logan Howlett couldn't help but feel regretful for his decision.
……
Half an hour later.
After the handover of the "new car", Logan Howlett couldn't wait to return to the [Harris Casino Hotel] where Professor X and Laura were.
But as soon as he got out of the car, he keenly discovered the members of the [Reavers] organization lurking around the hotel.
Almost all of these people had a very distinct characteristic.
That is, a part of their arms would be replaced with all-metal mechanical prosthetics, so they were quite easy to identify.
"How did these guys get here so fast?"
Buzz—
Just as Logan Howlett was preparing to detour and enter the casino from another entrance, an invisible psychic storm suddenly swept over.
Centered on the [Harris Casino Hotel], the actions of everyone within a 500-meter radius were all frozen in the previous second as if they had been forcibly paused.
"Damn it, something must have happened to Charles!"
Logan Howlett immediately reacted, relying on his strong willpower, he forcibly broke free from the "thinking shackles" created by the psychic storm and began to slowly move towards the inside of the hotel.
And just as his figure disappeared from the gate, a black SUV slowly stopped on the side of the road, and then the door opened, and Frank got out of the car unhurriedly.
First, he glanced at the crowd around him who were "frozen" in place, and then he looked down at the SS-type special badge pinned on his chest, which was emitting a faint yellow light, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Boss YYDS!!!
He even predicted this situation in advance?
That's right, this special badge was created by Karl using the power of the [Reality Stone] to materialize part of the [Mind Power] before leaving.
The effect is to resist attacks released by other telepaths.
If Professor X was still at his peak, then this badge might not be of much use.
But now… hehe, it's a piece of cake!
Because of this, Frank and the [Thunder Warrior] in the car were not affected by the "thinking shackles" created by the psychic storm at all.
"Mr. Howlett, do you need help?"
Just as Logan Howlett used all his strength to successfully pass through the casino and came to the elevator, reaching out with difficulty to press the elevator button.
A figure who could move freely suddenly appeared in front of him and took the initiative to press the elevator button for him.
"Damn it, why is he not affected at all?"
Logan Howlett was shocked when he saw this, but fortunately his own [animal instinct] (similar to Spider-Man's [spider-sense]) did not sense any hostility from the man in front of him.
"Stay away from me!!"
Logan Howlett put on a posture of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and entered the elevator with difficulty, and then pressed the floor where Professor X and Laura were.
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Frank Castle, from the [Hyperspace Group]…"
Frank was not annoyed by being rejected, but stepped into the elevator and introduced himself calmly:
"My Boss has some things he wants Mr. Howlett to help with, and the rewards are negotiable."
At the same time, Frank was constantly looking at the old… tough guy in front of him who looked to be over sixty years old, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
As a member of the "tough guy club", Frank had naturally heard many "heroic" deeds about [Wolverine] Logan Howlett.
Almost all events related to this man are accompanied by blood and war!
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, this means danger and death.
But in the eyes of tough guys like Frank, this is more like a romantic poem unique to their kind!
So [Wolverine] in his eyes is more like a never-before-seen enlightenment teacher of "violent aesthetics"!
However, the old guy in front of him with a decadent face, a sloppy beard, and a body full of scars is far from the tough guy image of [Wolverine] in Frank's mind.
It even made him instinctively resist…
That feeling is a bit like his idol, whom he has been chasing for many years, suddenly collapsing.
"Get out of here, I don't have time now!!"
Frank: Well, this time it's a bit like it.
The elevator door opened, Logan Howlett ignored the strange-looking Frank, used the claws on his fist to insert into the wall, and moved forward little by little with difficulty.
And Frank neither got angry nor forced it, just followed behind him leisurely.
After all, before coming here, he had already anticipated that he might be rejected… but he was very confident that he would be able to impress the other party in the end.
Of course, if the other party really didn't cooperate, he didn't rule out the possibility of knocking him unconscious and taking him back!
Puff—
Logan Howlett used his claws to directly pierce the jaw of a [Reaver] member who was "frozen" outside the door, and the tip of the claw protruded an inch from the top of the opponent's head.
Then he cleaned up the remaining [Reaver] members in the room while approaching Professor X, who was in a state of loss of control.
"What a bunch of idiots."
Frank stood at the door and glanced at the situation in the room, only to see that several [Reaver] members inside were all "frozen" next to Professor X.
One of them was holding a syringe, presumably wanting to inject Professor X with a sedative first, and then take Laura away.
But what these people never expected was that their dangerous actions unexpectedly triggered Professor X's psychic storm ability.
But what surprised Frank was that the "little wolf girl" who was "copied" using Logan Howlett's genetic seed also relied on her powerful self-healing ability and violent fighting will to forcibly break free from the "thinking shackles" released by Professor X.
At this moment, she was lying on the ground like a large meat worm, moving little by little towards the enemy in front of her with difficulty.
Frank couldn't help but sigh: Youth is so good!
Puff puff puff—
Logan Howlett went all the way forward, using his Adamantium claws to continuously pierce the heads of all the [Reaver] members in the room to eliminate future troubles.
Then he snatched the sedative from the enemy's hand and injected it into Professor X.
A few seconds later, the powerful psychic storm finally stopped, and Professor X also regained some sanity.
"Charles, we must leave here immediately."
Logan Howlett pushed the wheelchair without saying a word, and rushed towards the car parked outside the hotel with Laura.
When passing by Frank, he did not forget to threaten:
"No matter who the Boss in your mouth is, I have no interest in cooperating with him… and don't continue to follow me, or I won't be polite next time!!"
"Sir, should we chase up and intercept their car?"
The [Thunder Warrior] waiting in the car pointed to the sky blue pickup truck speeding away in front and asked in a muffled voice.
"There is absolutely no need for that."
Frank fastened his seat belt unhurriedly and shook his head confidently, "Just follow them from a distance, the Boss said… they won't have peace along the way!"
Frank… no, it should be said that the entire [Hyperspace Group] up and down is deeply convinced of Karl's words.
So, they can't escape!!
……
"According to reports from our reporter at the scene, just a few hours ago, a major accident was discovered in the [Harris Casino Hotel],
At least 400 tourists and surrounding residents experienced temporary paralysis at the same time. After a detailed examination by medical personnel, the relevant departments can determine that
The injuries of these people are roughly similar to the 'superpower uncontrolled accident' that occurred in [Westchester County] a few years ago, when at least 600 people were injured…"
On the interstate highway on the edge of [Oklahoma City], Logan Howlett was driving the newly replaced used pickup truck north all the way, heading towards the target location [North Dakota].
The latest reports from the [Harris Casino Hotel] were broadcast one after another on the car radio.
But when he heard the host mention the accident a few years ago, he decisively turned off the radio and glanced at the condition of Professor X sitting in the back row from the rearview mirror.
"I'm sorry, Logan, I'm sorry..."
Professor X kept his head down, repeating apologies incessantly.
"Charles, when was the last time you took your medication?"
Logan Howlett wasn't good at comforting people, so he could only use a simple and direct way to change the subject. "Tell me, I need to know how long it's been."
"I don't know."
Professor X raised his head, like a wronged child, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Maybe just a few hours..."
Logan Howlett looked somewhat annoyed at Laura, who was sitting in the passenger seat, happily raising and lowering the car window.
"Kid, I clearly told you to give him two pills every hour, what exactly is in your head?"
Laura didn't speak, but looked at him warily, like a little wolf cub who would bare its fangs and attack at any moment.
"Don't blame Laura, she's still a child..." Professor X said weakly, "Besides, I was just doing my best to protect her from being captured at the time."
"Protect?" Logan Howlett ruthlessly exposed him. "No, Charles, right now you can't even change your own underwear!"
