Marvel: Father of the Saints

"Don't be stupid man, look at him, the shirt can't cover his big belly, it's like a big round ass, God, he will have a coronary thrombosis, there is such a big stretcher to carry him out ?"

Listening to Logan's ridicule, John couldn't help laughing, but at the same time, he rang the bell very shamelessly, when Logan was completely unprepared.

When Logan turned his head, a fist as big as a casserole came oncoming.

"boom……"

"Well……"

Handsome for less than a second, Logan's hair was disheveled, his eyes were dazed, and he lay back on the rope around the edge of the ring again.

"I'm not worried about him being carried out on a stretcher." As expected of an old friend, the matter of rubbing salt on the wound came out of nowhere.

"You're a bastard." Logan scolded.

"Come on, Logan!"

It was rare for Fred to enter a very excited state. When meeting old friends, he could justifiably beat up this person he had always disliked. Coupled with Logan's immortal recovery ability, it was better than being afraid. It's much more fun to be a sparring partner who gets killed with one punch.

If Logan hadn't mentioned Victor and Kojima before, Fred would have had the urge to keep Logan with him every day to lose weight.

"Come on Logan, I'll play with you, just like I used to..."

"boom……"

Logan punched Fred in the stomach with all his strength.But apart from a muffled sound, Fred didn't even change his face, no, there was still a change, and it was even more joking.

"Oh, are you a grandma? Use your strength, Logan!"

"Bang bang..."

Two more punches, also accompanied by two muffled bangs.

"Oh, it's not bad, it's very comfortable, just like a girl's massage."

"Humph!"

With a low shout, another set of continuous combined punches hit Fred's swollen stomach, causing waves of flesh.

"Hey, guess what?"

Facing Fred's sudden question, Logan was stunned for a moment, and before he even had time to react, Fred landed a right uppercut on Logan's left cheek.

"Ugh..."

With one punch, Logan fell to the ground again. I have to say that he still underestimated Fred.Although it has become a mountain of meat, the "super power" still exists. This kind of pain is still fresh in my memory.

"Look, he is willing to talk now, you have to stay where he can hit you." John once again played the role of a bad friend and continued to tease.

"Which side are you on?" Logan deeply felt that he was careless in making friends. Sure enough, everyone who was able to be recruited by Stryker back then was a real jerk.

"Come on! Come on, you jerk!"

Fred didn't care about this, he was in the middle of the fun, bouncing around Logan, and Maier was worried at the side, and before the two could decide the winner, the ring was collapsed by Fred.

This time, Logan didn't rush to attack, and easily avoided Fred's fist. Using his agility, he kept standing behind Fred and hit Fred's weakness hard.

But obviously, his strength is not enough to penetrate the thick fat and cause effective damage to Fred.

What Logan didn't expect was that Fred suddenly burst into power and turned around, facing Logan head-on, and threw an uppercut.

"Bang... bang..."

One was the sound of Logan being hit, and the other was the sound of Logan spinning in the air and falling to the ground.

"Woo... ah..."

Logan's tragic situation provoked John and Maier to snicker in the audience, which was so funny, Uncle Wolf's strong and resolute image collapsed.

But then, Fred made the worst decision in his life. He lifted Logan up from the ground, and hit him on the head.

"winter……"

It's not the sound of fists colliding with flesh, nor the sound of bones colliding with bones, but the sound of crisp metal collisions.

"Well... I respect you as a hero." Maier admired this scene in the audience, and admired in his heart, under Uncle Wolf's skin is Edman alloy, which is the hardest metal on earth. Going to hit it is tantamount to hitting an egg against a rock.

Logan is completely fine, while Fred, who has always been in absolute advantage, has a buzzing brain and may fall down at any time.

By mistake, Logan had the opportunity to fight back and found a way to deal with Fred.

He quickly ran to the edge of the ring and stood on the center post, jumped towards Fred suddenly, and hit Fred directly on the forehead with his hard elbow, giving him a fatal blow.

"Uh...uh..."

Fred's eyes began to spin, and he fell straight backward, crushing the rope and the center post.

Logan didn't care about Fred's willingness or not, and rushed forward, stretched out his claws and pressed Fred in front of his eyes, asking him, "Now, tell me where Victor is?"

"Great gift, Xie Te! Logan, don't be impulsive!" John was taken aback by Logan's actions. He was indeed offering fire and liked to watch plays, but he didn't want to see any casualties between the two.

Immediately teleported to Logan's side, persuading him not to get angry.But to his surprise, he found that there was no angry expression on Logan's face, and he asked Fred calmly.

"How do you..."

"Are you not angry? It seems that my image in your hearts is deeply ingrained." Logan teased.

"Okay, congratulations." After confirming that Logan was really not angry, he calmed down and stopped persuading him.

When Logan turned around, he found that Fred was unconscious.There was no other way, he could only work with John, exhausted all his efforts, helped Fred to the wall, and slapped Fred a few times before waking him up.

"Hey... are you awake?"

"Well……"

"Now can you tell me where Victor is?"

Facing Logan's inquiry, Fred no longer evaded, and replied directly: "Victor...he and Stryker are both on the island, and they operate together..."

"They...they what? Are they... a gang?"

Chapter 95: The Bad Kid Playing Cards

Logan couldn't believe the news he heard. The information about Victor killing his lover was told by Stryker. It was Stryker who tricked him into injecting Edman alloy.

If it is combined with Fred's information, then when his lover was killed and his body disappeared without a trace, isn't it the joint plan of Victor and Stryker?

The purpose...is to inject myself with Adamantium alloy!Then brainwash it into a weapon!

"Yeah, you...didn't know before?"

The trivial fragments in his mind were completely combined at this moment, and Logan's thoughts became extremely clear. He was deceived, from the beginning to the end, and he didn't know it.

"What is the island?" Logan asked, holding back his anger.

"After Victor caught them... Stryker locked them there." Fred replied with some difficulty.

"Wait...slow down, who are you talking about catching?"

"Mutants..." Speaking of this, Fred's eyes glistened with tears, and he couldn't hide his fear and remorse. "It is rumored that Stryker used them for human experiments."

After finishing speaking, Fred turned his eyes to John, who was also regretful and uncomfortable, and asked, "I never thought about it... what happened to those people?"

"I try not to think about it," John replied with his head down.

"They killed her just to inject Adamantium into me, they killed her for a damn experiment."

Finally unable to hold back his anger, Logan grabbed Fred by the collar again, raised his right fist at him, popped out his sharp claws and asked, "Where is the island?"

"Logan, Stryker is tight-lipped about this, except for Victor, he doesn't even know where Zero is."

Of course, Logan was dissatisfied with Fred's answer, and wondered if Fred kept the secret out of fear, so he wanted to leave something on him.But Meyer stops him by showing up just in time.

"Logan, calm down."

Maier's small universe once again calmed Logan's irritable heart.

Logan's anger subsided slowly, and his sharp claws retracted under the skin. Fred breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Maier a strange look.

He is well aware of Logan's bad temper. Except for Victor, he has never seen anyone who is more like a beast than Logan. It seems that it is not easy for this stranger to persuade Logan.

But he was also afraid that the other party would be able to appease Logan all the time. For the safety of his own life, he still chose to tell everything he knew.

"Though I don't know, a prisoner escaped once."

"Who?"

"His name is Remy LeBeau. He's a pimp from New Orleans. The guards in the prison call him God of Gamblers. Because he always wins at poker, and that's all I know."

"What the hell is Stryker trying to do? What's his ultimate plan?" John asked.

"He's... taking their superpowers, trying to fuse them together into the greatest weapon possible, and that's all I know."

After making sure that Fred had told everything he knew, Logan and John didn't ask any more questions, and walked side by side towards the door. John didn't need to follow, this club was his property, so he didn't have to worry about life at all.

But maybe it was Maier’s words that moved him. He wanted to redeem himself and do something for the living. Even if he couldn’t offset the crime, it was still a kind of psychological comfort.

Maier would naturally continue to follow the two of them, but before following them, he still said a few words to Fred.

"Do you regret it?" Maier asked.

"Regret...is it useful?" The three simple words directly broke through the heavy psychological defense set by Fred. He shed tears of remorse, and all the negative emotions that had been accumulated deep in his heart burst out, " I used to think that I was a qualified soldier, carrying out orders and destroying the enemy. I have killed people, many, many people, including soldiers, terrorists, and civilians, but... those mutants, my kind, were killed sent to the test bench, I don't know..."

"So...you regret it."

"Yes, I regret it, but... I can't go back."

"Go to the sanctuary and find Charles. The crimes committed cannot be undone, but people must do something when they are alive, don't they? Not for yourself, but also for the mutants in the laboratory that you have personally tightened."

After finishing speaking, he left a business card for Fred and walked outside.

Fred savored Maier's words in a daze, and looked at the business card with only one phone number in his hand, feeling that he was standing at a crossroads in his life, making it difficult to make a choice.

In the end, he climbed up with difficulty, walked aside, picked up the phone, and dialed the phone number above.

Just "both" twice, the call was connected.

"I'm Charles."

"My name is Fred. Fred Dukes. Someone asked me to call you at this number. He said you could help me."

"who's that person?"

"I don't know, but he has short black hair and is about 1.8 meters tall. He is a handsome guy."

"Where are you?"

"I am here……"

"Stay there and don't move, we will send someone to pick you up right away."

"it is good……"

……

John used his accumulated contacts and quickly found out where Remy LeBeau was. He was a pimp, a gambler, and a fugitive. Bourbon Street, known as "a small casino street" Naturally, it was his new home.

Open the door and enter, the loud music is like the sound of magic, and the girls with scantily clad clothes and hot body are attracting the guests, and the depraved and corrupt smell of luxury and money blows over your face.

"What? Don't you like it?" Seeing Maier frowned slightly, John teased.

Although Mai Eryin didn't answer him directly, the guess about Mai Eryin's identity was almost confirmed, but he didn't expect it.As a god, Maier would actually dislike this man's paradise.

"It's been a long time since I came here, I'm just not used to it."

Maier doesn't dislike such places. In his previous life, he had the title of "Little Prince of Nightclubs", but the time he traveled was too early. In that era, human beings had already tried their best to survive, and there were few entertainment methods. Not to mention nightclubs that will not appear until many centuries later.

"The Guard is Here"

Furthermore, with a big vinegar jar around him at all times, even if Maier wanted to run a nightclub in the Age of Mythology, he couldn't do it, otherwise the Cerberus weapon would have to be remade.

"It's astonishing."

"Maybe……"

The three of them passed through the crowd and quickly found their target.

"This is so cool..."

Before he walked over, John was attracted by Remy LeBeau's cool card skills.

"It's just a trick." Maier smiled.

The flying cards in Rimi's hand completely violated the common sense of physics. His ability is "potential energy and kinetic energy control".

Just using a little bit of ability on poker has attracted the screams of many beauties, which is purely grandstanding.