I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

Looking at the younger and stronger self in front of him, Logan knew that this was the clone he had encountered - X-24. Although he was completely down in the previous battle, Logan still jumped from the ground and fought X-24 without fear.

One old and one young, the battle between the two Wolverines, there is no fancy action, they just wave their steel claws and stab each other desperately, it depends on who can't hold it first.

With the blood flying, Ron gradually couldn't hold it anymore.

The self-healing factor in his body is already old, and even if he borrows the power of the silver wheel to temporarily make himself younger, it won't last long. In addition, his body is not short and injured, and the energy consumption is greater. It can be seen with the naked eye that his hair begins to gray and his skin begins to loosen, and he is gradually getting older than before.

X-24 stabbed Logan's shoulder with a claw, and with Logan's shrill scream, he lifted it up with force, shook the steel claw of his other hand, smiled proudly, and was about to stab at Logan 's brain.

But at this moment, only hearing the sound of a "bang", the smile on X-24's face solidified, and the tall and strong body shook a few times, and then fell to the ground powerless.

Laura dropped the revolver in her hand, ran to Logan, and said anxiously, "Logan, are you alright?"

Logan felt black in front of his eyes. With Laura's help, he pulled out the steel claw that pierced into his shoulder, and then lay on the ground gasping for breath.

"Why did you follow? Didn't you say you gave up, and let me walk the rest of the way?" Laura's eyes were red and she choked, "Why did you rush out again, did you forget that your body is What's it like, you don't want to die?"

Logan gritted his teeth, sat up with difficulty, wiped the tears from Laura's eyes with his blood-stained hands, and whispered, "How did you kill him?"

"Use the Edman metal bullet you gave me," Laura helped Logan stand up. "You said it yourself that only this thing can cause fatal damage to us."

Logan smiled with difficulty, took a step forward, shook his body, and almost fell to his knees. Seeing that the distance to the coordinates is only a dozen meters, he gritted his teeth and said, "Laura, help me move forward."

In this way, with the support of Laura, Logan walked forward with difficulty. In the last one or two meters, he couldn't even stand up, and was moving on the ground.

After it completely coincided with the coordinates in his mind, Logan exhaled a long breath, his eyes were covered in scarlet because of congestion. Looking at the red sky, he held Laura's little hand next to him and whispered with difficulty: "Just leave me here, Laura, don't move me... don't... move..."

Before finishing speaking, Logan tilted his head, his pupils dilated, and there was no breath.

"dad……"

Laura also called out the name "Dad" for the first time, and she couldn't help crying when she saw Logan who was dying. After a while, she slowly stood up, her hands popped out the steel claws, and laboriously dug a pit beside her, pulled Logan's body inside, and then buried it.

Finally, Laura also used two branches, tied into the shape of a cross, and inserted it in front of the grave. But after thinking about it, she pulled out the cross again and inserted it diagonally on the ground in an "X" shape.

"Dad, I'm gone, I'll live a good life."

Laura, regardless of her filth, nodded heavily to the tomb, turned and strode away.

After an unknown amount of time, a strange man in a strange red tights, carrying two black long swords and two pistols on his waist came out of the woods. When he came to the grave and looked at the branch sticking obliquely on the ground, he knelt on the ground feebly, and cried out in pain: "Uncle Wolf, why are you dead, Uncle Wolf, my personal movie just came out. 2 Ah, 3 I still want to co-produce with you, you just hung up like this, aren't you bullying people... Those damn screenwriters, why don't they have a way to make you come alive..."

Well, this is the Deadpool who can break "that wall".

His howl like a wolf howl echoed in the woods, scaring countless birds away. Birds circled the treetops, but soon disappeared eerily.

"Has the plague come to this world?" Deadpool raised his head, glanced at the disappearing birds, and shook his head, "Let's hurry up and work, if everything goes well, it's not impossible in the future to be with Uncle Wolf. Make a movie."

Saying that, he quickly opened the tomb with his hands like flying, and after revealing Logan's body, he tore off his shirt and pulled out the silver wheel that had been embedded in his chest.

"Okay, it's time to go back!"

With a smug laugh, the silver light engulfed Deadpool, and he disappeared instantly.

Nun Margaret's Bar.

"Whiskey, thank you!"

"Don't you drink ice water all the time? When did you switch to drinking?"

"It turned out to be for work, and now that I'm retired, of course I want to enjoy it."

At the table sat Mr. Smith, John Wick, and Wade Wilson, who had not yet been disfigured. After the previous turmoil, the three of his brothers would get together after a while.

A waitress with a waist thicker than her hips brought the wine, then gave Wick a wink, and swayed away.

"What does this mean?" Wade suddenly had an opinion. "What about the three handsome guys present? Why is she only interested in John? Does it mean that we are not as handsome as him?"

"Maybe it's because of the hairstyle...and the beard?"

Smith looked at Wick's shape, rubbing his chin.

"It's possible," Wade nodded. "Would it be more attractive if I wore a wig and a moustache?"

"Don't forget a neat suit." Smith laughed. "Yes, and leather shoes and a tie."

Wick ignored the two bad friends, took a sip of wine, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't there any news on the road lately?"

Smith shook his head: "Except for the noisy variant... ahem, the Bill of Rights for the Abilities, there is nothing new."

Wade immediately became excited: "I heard that Xie Lun will be in charge of the newly established power user department. I said two, are you interested in whitewashing and changing careers?"

"No interest, my life is fine now."

Wick refused without hesitation.

Smith was a little hesitant, and hesitantly said: "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Wade patted his chest: "Just because of our relationship with Sharon, if we want to change careers and whitewash it, it's not a matter of words. If we have badges, we can do whatever we want in New York, Jerry's wine money. I don't have to give it any more."

Jerry, who was passing by, glanced at him and sneered: "You can try, I will never shoot your third leg with a shotgun."

Wade's whole body jolted, his legs suddenly clamped, and he laughed: "Just kidding, I'll be useful later in the evening."

Smith took a sip from the glass and sighed: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. Even if Xie Lun is in charge, he probably won't be the master of many things."

"I always need to try it out. I'm going to give a gift. How about 150,000? You two give 80,000, and I'll pay for the rest..."

Before he finished speaking, Wade's face suddenly changed, he stood up, and ran out: "I have a step ahead, Jerry, ask them for the wine money."