Chapter 191 Do you want to take a plane?
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Canada, in a drunk bar.

"The superhero Hei Huang in New York City is really stupid. He even rushed into the portal with a nuclear bomb in his arms. If I had his power, I would have been popular and drunk, and went directly to the Mary Sue next door! "

"Haha, that's all you have to offer, but that guy is pretty stupid! But, that guy has come back to life, it's really scary!".

"So what if he is resurrected, he will eventually die! That kind of person doesn't live long!"

"Haha, yes! You don't live long, let's drink for that guy's short life!" Raising the wine glass in his hand, a table of five or six strong men laughed loudly at the person they could only look up to for the rest of their lives.

Hearing their conversation, a man sitting in a corner, holding a wine bottle, with his hair and beard messed up like weeds, put down the wine bottle in his hand, and stood up from the chair. , his head was a little dizzy, and he couldn't even walk in a straight line, but he knew that when he walked in front of the people at the table, he would regain consciousness.

"Who do you think doesn't live long?" Under the messy beard and hair, a pair of beast-like eyes carried a cold chill, following the man's words, swept across a table of drinkers.

"None of your business, drunkard!"

"That's right, go back to your corner and hold your wine bottle!"

"Haha, a piece of rubbish who meddles in other things, that bastard won't live long, what's wrong? Haha!"

"Hurry up and get out, don't get in my eyes, believe it or not, I'll kill you with one shot!"

Seeing that it was the man who had been huddling in the corner of the bar, spending his days drinking every day, the drinkers at a table were full of disdain, and at the same time as swearing, a ruthless drinker pressed his pistol on the ground. On the man's forehead.

However, it was obvious that the drinker was not as cruel as the man who troubled them!

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and the alcoholic holding the gun was stunned for a moment, and the next second, the severe pain of his severed finger made him scream.

"court death!"

"Kill him!"

Seeing this scene, the remaining drinkers pushed away their chairs one after another, held the wine glasses and bottles in their hands, and greeted the man.

Seeing this, the man's eyes grew fierce.

"brush!"

At this moment, a knife light flashed in the air, and following the knife light, a woman with long red hair appeared between the man and the drinkers.

"Clang!" With the sound of retracting the scabbard, the wine bottles and glasses in the hands of the drinkers split into two.

Seeing this scene, the drinkers were slightly startled, and touched their waists, intending to take out their weapons.

"You better not move! Otherwise, the knife in my hand will definitely cut off your fingers before you pull the trigger! Just like those wine bottles!" The red-haired woman smiled slightly, her face full of disdain.

Hearing this, several drinkers glanced at the neat cut of the wine bottle, swallowed dryly, and hesitated.

"Get the hell out of here! I've already called the police, don't make trouble in my bar!" At this moment, the owner of the bar took out the shotgun he put under the table, and pointed at the person making the noise fiercely. Men and drinkers.

Glancing at the bar owner, the red-haired woman looked at the man who caused the disturbance, and said in a voice that only the man could hear: "Go! My car is parked behind! Mr. Wolverine!".

The voice fell, and he left first.

Looking at the woman's back, the man walked towards the back door with a hint of doubt, wondering about the woman's identity, and at the same time, curious about being identified.

Opening the car door, the man looked at the red-haired woman smiling at him, and asked, "Who are you?".

"Get in the car first! The police are coming, don't you want to cause trouble!" The woman looked at the passenger seat full of food packages in embarrassment, and started the car.

Hearing this, the man thought for a while, then raised his legs and got into the car.

"boom!"

Looking at the closed car door, the red-haired woman smiled slightly, stepped on the accelerator, and said, "My name is Xuexu!".

"So? How did you recognize me?" The man's eyes were a little wary.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, Mr. Wolverine, or Wolverine Logan!"

"Look for me!" Logan flashed fiercely, and the indestructible Adamantium alloy claws stretched out brazenly, and Logan lay across the woman's neck.

"Don't be nervous! I have no ill intentions towards you!" Trembling from the coldness of the silver claws, the woman named Xue Xu explained: "My master sent me to find you!".

"Your master?" Logan was a little puzzled.

"Master Yashida!" Yukio said hastily.

"Yashida!?" Logan murmured, recalled for a while, and finally remembered the Japanese who was saved by himself, so he withdrew his sharp claws and said, "What do you want me for?".

"In order to give it to you!"

As he spoke, Xue Xu looked at the samurai sword that he had put on the back seat, and indicated that it was for Logan.

After taking the knife, Logan pulled out the sheath, glanced at it, and threw it on the back seat casually. Having seen Leo's Zhanshen knife, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said disdainfully: "Trash!".

"Ahem! What! You said it was rubbish, but this is a hundred-year-old sword called 'Soul Slayer'! You actually said it was rubbish!"

Xue Xu slammed on the brakes and glanced at Logan. His long red hair seemed to be ignited by anger, and it was astonishingly red.

"Heh!" Logan smiled contemptuously, and said, "I saw something, I'm leaving!".After speaking, Logan planned to pull the car door.

"and many more!"

Seeing this, Xue Xu was startled, stretched out his hand to grab Logan, and said, "Master Yashida is going to die, he wants to see you, the savior, for the last time!".

"Are you going to die?" Logan froze for a moment, looking at Xue Xu.

"Well, Yashida-sama wants to see you for the last time before he dies! He always said that you are his savior and his good friend!".

"Where is he?" Logan asked, if it was nearby, he wouldn't mind taking a trip.

"The capital of Japan!"

"No, I won't go to Japan!" Hearing this, Logan frowned.

"Yashida-sama regards you as his best friend! Don't you even fulfill the wishes of a friend who is about to die?"

"Friend? Last wish?" Logan was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little complicated, he paused, and said, "Just one day!".

"Okay!" Hearing this, the corners of Xue Xu's mouth curled up slightly.

"Fortunately, I observed the reason for his conflict in the bar before. A person who doesn't allow others to speak ill of his friend behind his back, how could he not satisfy his friend's last wish!" Xue Xu was secretly proud.

At this moment, Logan suddenly thought of something, glanced at Xue Xu, and asked with a little depression, "When we went, were we flying?".

"Well, of course!"

"Shit!"

(End of this chapter)

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