I'm Not a Hero of God, I'm a Driver in Meiman

There was a dead silence on the island.

There was a sudden movement in the ruins, and a white coat crawled out covered in blood.

It was a woman, the same woman in a white coat who told Logan before the experiment began, "Divert your attention or it will hurt."

The woman took out a tattered mobile phone from her clothes, frowned, threw it away, and knelt down on the ground.

Colonel Stryker is dead.

The experimental facilities and materials on the entire island were also destroyed, and it was obviously impossible for those imprisoned superpowers to stay in the cage. She needed to find another way out.

"I think my double doctor, Bolivar Trask, was in such a mess." Bolivar looked at the broken iron gate of the bungalow building, and stood up with difficulty.

Colonel Stryker's legacy, she was going to carry on.

But forget about the so-called ultimate X weapon, it can't be called ultimate at all.

While it's not known what happened to her after she was headshot, it's clear that the ultimate weapon was killed.

The only good thing about the ultimate weapon is the self-healing factor obtained from Logan, and it is the low-profile version of the self-healing factor that she secretly adjusted for herself that made her survive.

"Create the strongest weapon!"

Bolivar's eyes froze, but he was discouraged immediately.

It is not so easy to do what the militaries of various countries are doing but have not done.

Colonel Stryker almost succeeded, but was destroyed by the armor warrior. Fortunately, she is alive, so let's see her next.

"Let's restore Logan's experimental data first." Bolivar made a plan. First, use this experimental data to accumulate enough funds. The selling point is the undead army. If you meet a good partner, you can use it directly Build laboratories with abundant financial and material resources to study more powerful real ultimate weapons.

"So, we have to find the test product again, and try to recover the complete data of Logan's test."

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In a residential house in Harlem, Wade Wilson is flirting with his future wife Vanessa at home.

"Your left leg is Thanksgiving, and your right leg is Christmas. Can I visit you in the middle of the festival?" Wade looked at Vanessa with a cheap smile.

Vanessa sat up on the bed and put her arms around Wade's neck. "There's something I've always wanted to ask you, are you willing to..."

"Will you marry me?" Wade interrupted Vanessa, holding an extra large diamond ring in his hand, "This is my monthly salary, so you..."

"I am willing!" Vanessa looked at Wade's tender eyes and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Wade was taken aback for a moment, and then the two began to kiss.After some tiring, Wade got out of bed and took off his shirt. He went to the bathroom and was ready to sleep. However, just as he finished his booing and took off his clothes, Wade rolled his eyes and passed out.

The next day, in the hospital, Wade looked at the huge red shadows in the two internal organs on the X-ray, and he was completely dumbfounded.

cancer?

I have cancer?Or late, dying?

Vanessa just accepted my marriage proposal, why the fuck am I dying?

Looking at Vanessa who was discussing the treatment plan with the doctor, Wade's head went blank, and at the moment, only her side face was in his eyes.

He wanted to engrave this face firmly in his mind.

Time flies, and the day flies by like this. After trying to break up with Vanessa to no avail, Wade came to the frequented Margaret Sisters bar after the two had an in-depth exchange.

After some farting with old pal shopkeeper/bartender/information peddler Jack, Jack pulls out a black business card. "The man in the suit behind you gave it to me two hours ago and asked me to pass it on to you. It looks like the business card of the god of death. He is still there. It's up to you if you want to see it."

Wade took the black business card, with nothing but a large silver X on it.

Looking back, a man in a suit was sitting upright, occupying a booth without looking sideways, as if he was waiting for someone.

Wade got up and walked over.

"Hi, I heard you were looking for me?" Wade sat across from the man with a loud voice. "What do I need to do? As long as it's not helping you lure a child into a van, anything."

"Hello, Mr. Wade Wilson, I heard that you have cancer, which is still at an advanced stage. I came to you to tell you that our tissue can cure your cancer." The man said something unbelievable very politely.

Wade's pupils shrank.

### Chapter [-]: Stark is in Japan... and Logan is also###

I'm not a king, I'm a driver in the American Manga Chapter [-]: Stark is in Japan... Logan is also there "Boss, that guy Wade disappeared for a few days, his wife Vanessa said He has cancer, so he probably ran away because he didn't want to hurt her." Park Yongjun reported to Li Cha.

"Cancer?" Li Cha frowned.

It would be fine to find him for this kind of thing, and healing karma is not difficult, as long as you work harder for him in the future, won't it be OK?

Li Cha shook his head helplessly, this Wade looks very cheap and shameless, but he didn't expect his self-esteem to be quite strong, so he never thought of talking to him, right?

Li Cha let go of his senses and focused on searching for Wade's breath, but there was no one in New York?

Then expand the scope.

The entire United States is shrouded in Richard's perception.However, after some searching, Wade was still not found.

"Dead?" Li Cha immediately shook his head.

Whoever is dead, Wade won't die, he is too slippery, even the Park Brothers can easily get rid of him, who can kill him?

Unless there is a sniper shooting from a long distance, it is possible not to touch Wade's powerful induction and kill him.