American comics: Old Wolverine, do whatever he wants

Logan took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the door.

Although I understand that my abilities may be exposed, there seems to be no better way at the moment. If I don't take action, I'm afraid everyone will die here.

However, at this time, an old voice came from upstairs, "Logan, let me do it."

Everyone looked back and saw that Charles was being helped downstairs by Laura and Caliban. He was nearly a hundred years old, his body was trembling, his arms were shaking unconsciously, and his wrinkled face was covered with age spots.

"professor?"

Logan looked at Charles in surprise, his brows knitted together.

He knows the professor's ability. If the professor takes action, these people outside will not be a problem at all.

But the problem is that Charles's Alzheimer's disease has become more and more serious in recent years. He must use drugs to maintain consciousness. It is difficult to control his abilities and it is extremely easy to lose control.

We must know that once an out-of-control outbreak occurs and is not contained in time, it will only bring greater disaster.

"Logan, your newly awakened ability must not be seen by so many people. Unless it is absolutely necessary, do not expose it."

The professor's voice suddenly sounded deep in Logan's mind, and no one else heard it.

Logan understood that this was the professor using telepathy to talk to him.

The professor's voice came again, and he said seriously: "Besides, we have just met John and the others, and we don't know their character well. If your story is spread, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble, so let me do it."

Logan frowned and hesitated, after all, Charles' physical condition was too bad.

Others also looked at the professor in astonishment, with doubts on their faces.

Although they all know how terrifying the professor was in the past, that was more than ten years ago, and the professor now is an old man in his dying years.

"Professor, we all know how powerful you were when you were young, but now..."

Klaus glanced at the army outside and hesitated: "There are too many of them. Can you still activate your abilities in your current situation?"

If it was young Charles, they would not dare to question it. As for now, no one would believe that such an old man could deal with hundreds of heavily armed pickets.

Charles smiled slightly and said: "Isn't there also an enhancement serum? I believe that thing is enough for me to solve these troubles. Don't worry, as long as I restore my abilities a little, it will be more than enough to deal with the guys outside."

"Professor, are you sure?"

Logan hesitantly handed over the serum.

The enhanced serum can indeed allow mutants to recover quickly. In theory, a small dose of injection will not cause any big problems, but it will definitely have some negative effects.

At the professor's current age, even a small impact may cause irreversible damage to him.

Charles nodded lightly and smiled: "Logan, I am old, but I am not useless. You should let me play some role. Besides, there is no other way now, right?"

After speaking, he waved his hand, signaling Caliban to inject himself with the serum.

Caliban hesitated for a moment, looked at the professor, then at Logan, and finally glanced at the pickets outside the room. In the end, he could only nod with a helpless sigh, took the serum, stuck it on Charles' neck, and injected it One third.

With the injection of green serum, Charles's rickety body quickly became rosy with the naked eye, and his entire spiritual temperament seemed to come alive at this moment.

The deep blue eyes shrank quickly, as if from a flame that was about to go out at any moment, it completely burned into a cluster of flames.

The power of the crazy increase made Charles exhale a long and comfortable breath, with a face intoxicated as he sensed the gradually active X gene in his body. This feeling was really fascinating.

"The familiar feeling is back."

Charles clenched his fists slightly and spoke with a relieved expression. This was the happiest day he had felt in his career for more than ten years. It was as if everything in the world was back under his control.

"They're coming!"

John suddenly pointed out the window, his expression changing.

The pickets seemed to have given up on machine gun fire, and instead dispatched several troops to approach the wooden house from all directions. They saw that they were only about a hundred meters away from the wooden house.

"It seems they want to catch a few alive and take them back."

Klaus revealed the intention of these people in one word and kept chattering: "Yes, we have a lot of little guys here. In their eyes, they are perfect experimental subjects. Their laboratory is in great need of little ones..."

"Shut up, Klaus!"

Lorna glared at Klaus fiercely, and then quickly comforted the children: "Don't worry, we won't let these bastards take you away."

But even so, the sounds of sobbing from the children continued to be heard. The laboratory was the source of nightmares for them, and the atmosphere of fear spread rapidly.

Klaus realized that he had talked too much and quickly shut up.

The episode here did not have any impact on Charles. He closed his eyes tightly and carefully felt the power flowing in his body, with intoxication written on his face.

"Professor, are you okay?"

Logan looked at Charles worriedly. He could feel the turbulent aura in Charles' body, and he was a little worried that the professor could not control these powers.

"Never felt so good."

Charles slowly opened his eyes. There was no longer any fatigue in his blue eyes. He stared at the army outside with vigour. Deep in his eyes, he seemed to be a little eager to try. He couldn't wait to test this long-lost strength.

Thinking, he stretched out his fingers and put them on his temples. His mind quickly emptied, and he closed his eyes slightly. His thoughts were like invisible sound waves scattering, and everything around him seemed to emerge in his mind.

Those heavily armed special police pickets, those powerful armored vehicles, and even the small insects shivering in the grass all appeared in the back of his mind.

These things are like puppets on strings. As long as he wants, he can even make them make any movements he wants.

Now, he is like the god of this world, dominating everything here.

"What a nostalgic move."

Caliban, who was on the side, supported the professor and couldn't help but sigh when he saw Charles' actions.

When was the last time you saw Charles doing this?

He couldn't tell, it was a long time ago anyway, and seeing Charles' movements now gave him a feeling that the memory deep in his mind overlapped with reality.

at the same time.

The pickets outside stopped in unison, squatting on the ground one by one, looking around warily.

At this time, they all felt that there seemed to be a pair of dangerous eyes in the dark, watching them from an invisible place.

This feeling was like being followed by a wild beast that could pounce on them and bite them at any time. The strong uneasiness in their hearts made them squat on the spot and look around, frowning.

"Captain, something seems not right."

One team member couldn't help but speak, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger as time went by.

The leader who was walking at the end of the team had the same feeling in his heart. But after checking around, he found nothing strange. He frowned and said, "What are you afraid of? They are just a group of beasts trapped in a cage. There will be nothing wrong with them." Threatening, keep pushing forward, try to keep as many people alive as possible.”

"yes."

The team members responded in panic, then stood up again and continued towards the cabin.

But as soon as he took two steps, his body suddenly froze.

Behind the bullet holes in the wall of the wooden house, he vaguely saw a pair of old blue eyes. The deep eyes were like blue black holes, as if they could swallow everything.

Buzz! ! !

The next second, there was a sudden buzzing in his mind. It was as if all his consciousness had been wiped out at this moment. His mind went blank and he froze on the ground.

Not only him, but also his team, all stood upright on the spot, as if they had become several living wooden stakes.

When the captain who was standing in the distance controlling the battle situation saw this scene, he couldn't help frowning, picked up the communicator and shouted loudly: "Group 3, what's going on? Keep moving forward, don't stop without my order!"

But what responded to him was silence. The entire team members seemed to have not heard his words at all, and just stood there blankly.

Seeing this scene, the captain suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. Just as he was about to send someone over to check, an even more frightening scene appeared.

Other teams also stopped one after another. After a while, all the teams seemed to have completely turned into wooden figures, standing there blankly, and there was absolute silence outside the wooden house.

Through the bullet holes in the wooden house, John kept glancing at the picket SWAT policemen who looked like wooden men, with an expression gradually astonished.

"They all stopped."

He understood that this was all due to Charles.

For a moment, he was in awe of the old man with his eyes tightly closed.

At the same time, there is also some fear. Anyone who is targeted will be turned into a piece of fish and allowed to be slaughtered!

"call"

On the other side, Lorna breathed a deep sigh of relief, and the crisis was temporarily resolved.

She couldn't help but look back at Charles, and suddenly felt that Charles's abilities were somewhat similar to hers, except that she controlled metal, while he controlled people, and the latter was obviously more terrifying!

The eyes of the children around him were full of curiosity. Although they had read about Professor

Logan and Caliban, on the other hand, looked worried.

They could see that they themselves felt uncomfortable because the professor controlled so many people. His eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, his head was covered with sweat, and his body was shaking uncontrollably. It looked very laborious.

Obviously, so many years of decadence made it difficult for him to directly return to his peak state. Even if he was facing only a hundred ordinary humans, he was still exhausted.

Laura, who was supporting the professor on the other side, looked extremely worried at this time. She took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Charles's falling sweat beads, and couldn't help but said: "Is the dose too high?"

"Shhh."

Before she could finish speaking, Logan quickly put his finger to his lips and whispered: "Don't disturb him."

This is the critical moment for the professor to activate his abilities. If he is interrupted and all his previous efforts are wasted, he himself will probably be counterattacked, causing irreversible damage.

Today's professors cannot bear any backlash.

Bang! ! !

Suddenly, the silence outside the wooden house was broken by a burst of gunfire. The fierce gunfire was like thunder, and gunpowder smoke filled the air.

Everyone looked shocked and hurriedly ran away, but then they discovered that the wooden house had no traces of gunshots at all. They poked their heads out in confusion and looked outside, but the scene outside made people instantly stunned and speechless.

At this time, all the pickets seemed like lifeless puppets. They turned around and pointed at the leader at the rear. They kept pulling the rifles in their hands and shooting in the direction of the leader with no expression on their faces.

It was like raindrops of bullets, whizzing towards the leader.

"Farke!"

The leader was shocked and realized that these people were controlled. He rolled over and hid behind the armored vehicle, avoiding the baptism of this round of bullets.

At this moment, he was completely panicked. After glancing at the wooden house and the group of numb team members, his face turned completely pale and he hurriedly got up to escape.

But before the leader could run, he suddenly bumped into a tall subordinate and fell heavily to the ground.

At this time, the subordinate's eyes were completely unconscious, leaving only an angry face, looking down at him.

The leader was panicked and looked at the appearance of this loyal subordinate. He realized that there must be a psychic mutant in the wooden house.

He controlled all his soldiers!

At this moment, these subordinates became his enemies!

In an instant, the leader's face was ashen, and the whole person couldn't help trembling. At this moment, he understood that the current situation was no longer under his control. He had to call for support and even apply for missiles to bomb the wooden house!

Psychic mutants are always the most disgusting and fearful mutants.

After the leader glanced at the wooden house in panic, he quickly got up from the ground and ran back without hesitation. As soon as he stood up, he found that all the soldiers had surrounded him.

The soldiers looked numb, like puppets without any consciousness, silently forming a circle to trap themselves in the middle and constantly approaching him.

The rifles with all the bullets in their hands were thrown away, and they approached the leader with bare hands. After a while, the leader was completely trapped by them on the flat ground of less than one square meter, surrounded by dense pickets without leaving a gap.

"You, what are you going to do!"

The leader was completely panicked, shouting with fear, and even because of fear, his voice couldn't stop trembling.

But no one gave him any response, hundreds of eyes just stared at him, without any emotion.

"Wake up, wake up quickly!"

The leader roared in despair, and couldn't help but slap a member of the picket in front of him hard.

The heavy palm force instantly made the team member's face turn red, but he still did not react and continued to stare at the leader in a daze.

The next moment, everyone reached for the pistol holsters on their waists at the same time.

Everyone's movements were like a pre-programmed program, neat and uniform, and such neat movements even had some weird beauty.

Click!

All the soldiers pulled the bolts to load their pistols.

Looking at these hundreds of pistols, the leader was completely panicked and stepped back subconsciously, but just after taking two steps back, he bumped into the dazed team members behind him, and bounced back again as if he was electrocuted. The fear in his heart almost drove him crazy.

Soon, those team members raised their loaded pistols, but they did not aim at him, but all raised their heads slightly and put the muzzles of the guns against their chins.

"Don't!"

The leader roared in horror, and his lower limbs couldn't help trembling.

Bang bang bang! ! !

The only response to him was fierce gunfire. All the bullets instantly penetrated the heads of these team members. Blood and brain matter spurted out from the top of their heads like a volcanic eruption, as if a bloody rain had fallen. The warm red blood splashed on the leader's face, dyeing him completely red. The surrounding soil also turned into a pool of red soil because of the irrigation of blood.

The strong smell of blood spread and could not be dissipated for a long time.

Bang bang bang! ! !

These suicide team members fell to the ground one after another, and their bodies lay on the ground in rows, like a mass grave.

Looking at this horrific scene, the leader's legs softened and he collapsed to the ground, almost going crazy.

And this scene really scared John and the others in the room. Everyone's breathing could not help but stagnate, and they turned back to look at Charles in horror again.

Even Klaus, who usually talks a lot, was scared and shut his mouth this time.

At this time, Charles put down his hand like he was exhausted, and slowly opened his eyes. His blue pupils were full of fatigue. He seemed to have drained all his strength. He gasped heavily, and beads of sweat kept falling on his head. It seemed that an extremely violent breath was rising in his body.

Seeing this, Logan quickly took out the tranquilizer and injected a shot into Charles' arm.

As the drug took effect, Charles' physical condition gradually stabilized.

This is what Logan was worried about. Charles' brain disease is getting worse. After activating his ability, he is likely to become unstable and may even accidentally hurt his own people.

Fortunately, the tranquilizer can still relieve his symptoms this time.

"We have to leave quickly."

Charles waved his hand weakly, "In those people's memory, there are still many patrol teams outside to surround us. If we don't leave now, it will be too late."

John nodded, signaled all the children to carry their schoolbags and prepare to evacuate, while he took out his pistol and said fiercely: "Before leaving, we have to deal with one person."

While speaking, he looked at the leader who was sitting in a pool of blood outside, still in shock.

Charles shook his head and stopped him, "Keep him first, he has a lot of information, maybe he can lead us to bypass the search of the patrol team."

This is why he kept the leader.

Hearing this, John nodded, quickly put away his pistol, and strode towards the leader with his men.

At this time, the leader was sitting in a pool of blood, and the fear in his heart made him gasp uncontrollably. After noticing the footsteps behind him, he turned his head in fear and saw Logan and others staring at him.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The team leader moved back in panic, completely frightened.

John looked at him, snorted disdainfully, strode up, grabbed his collar angrily, pulled him up, and said sternly: "Get up, lead the way!"