American Comics: The Family Was Killed, And The Silver Superman Became An Ancestor

"Dear Alan, why didn't you tell me when you came.

Dadada.

Lin Xinru trotted to Alan's side, looked at Alan with some resentment in her eyes, and grabbed Alan's arms with both hands for fear that Alan would disappear from her eyes.

"It's not that I didn't come.

Alan wanted to break free of Li Xinru's arm, but his hands were covered with blood, and he couldn't bear to get Li Xinru. Alan's right arm, which could break through the spatial barrier, was held in Li Xinru's arms like this.

"Isn't dear Wolverine already dead? Is this a clone? Where did you find the Wolverine cells, can you give me a copy?"

Li Xinru saw that Wolverine immediately fell into an occupational disease.

Alan shuddered in his heart when he heard Li Xinru's words, did he really want to give the little tadpole to her this time?

Logan wasn't really dead, he was just sleeping underground. Didn't the ancestor of Mutant be buried underground for thousands of years and still wake up, and Wolverine is also a very powerful S-class Mutant, and it is not uncommon to sleep for a few years. ”

Alan patiently explained to Li Xinru, and suddenly Wolverine's body trembled violently like an electric shock.

The three people in the laboratory stared at Wolverine intently, and suddenly Wolverine opened his eyes and sat up from the operating table.

“ Logan?”

Looking at Wolverine without saying a word, Deadpool walked behind Wolverine and tentatively reached out.

In a flash of cold light, Wolverine's claws pressed against Deadpool's neck, and Deadpool immediately withdrew his hand and slowly stepped back.

"Alan, I probably know what you want to know."

"Wait until I'll take a shower first."

Wolverine smelled the pungent smell of herself and tore her blood-stained t-shirt in half and threw it on the ground.

"Mr. Logan, the bathroom is inside. There are spare surgical gowns inside, you make do with it first, and I will have someone prepare clothes for you.

Alan ushered Wolverine into the bathroom, picked up the phone at the lab door and pushed her into the lab.

"Mr. Alan, what are you looking for me?"

Jakarta saw a few drops of sweat oozing from the forehead of the blood-stained operating room, and his hot mind quickly calmed down.

"Jakarta, you go and prepare two outfits."

"Yes, Lord Alan."

Jakarta looked at Deadpool and calculated how big he needed to be the clothes that Wolverine should wear.

"Lord Alan, go get ready now."

"Security captain, remember to bring me a box of cigars, Lao Tzu wants to smoke."

Wolverine's voice came from inside the bathroom, and Jakarta stopped to look at Alan, saw Alan nod and immediately went out to prepare. Outside the laboratory gate, the helicopter was warming up, and the rotors were humming and whispering.

In the desert, two huge amounts of metal plates opened to both sides, revealing the dusky sky outside The helicopter rotor sped up and flew out. Jakarta is going to the nearest city to buy what Alan has told him to do.

After Jakarta left, Alan turned to look at Deadpool and walked over to another operating table, where a huge amount of machine was placed. Deadpool remembers this as heating the machine that melts Adamantium

"Mr. Deadpool, let's get started."

"Can Lord Alan not need it, it really hurts."

Deadpool refused, took off his coat, and honestly lay down on the operating table.

Because Li Xinru is in the laboratory, Alan opens the curtain to reveal only Deadpool's upper body.

"Mr. Alan, who is this hot girl, really on point."

Deadpool poked Alan with his finger, and his eyeballs jumped in the eyebrowless sockets.

"Rogue."

Li Xinru heard Deadpool's words and took the discharge button in front of him.

"Ahhhh.

"Whoosh."

"Sleeper Refak, you Bichi, I must kill you.

Deadpool huge amounts of electric current Through Deadpool's body, Deadpool's pants were burned to ashes. Deadpool couldn't help but cough a few times and spew out a royal-colored smoke.

The Adamantium injection machine has been preheated, and the black Adamantium melts into a crimson liquid flowing through the machine's tubing.

"Mr. Deadpool, I'm going to start.

"Come on, we don't know what pain is from below, roar."

A robotic arm inserts an oxygen tube into the Deadpool nostril and seals it, and the operating table sinks into a sink filled with coolant.

The screen shows a reddish image of Deadpool, in which several syringes penetrate Deadpool's skin and muscles and pierce the surface of Deadpool's bones. The crimson molten liquid flows out of the syringe, which Adamantium starts with and spreads along the bones of the Deadpool to both ends.

"Uh-uh."

Adamantium entered the body, and Deadpool was in severe pain and could not speak.

The coolant in the coolant sink is boiling because of the huge amounts of heat, and the blisters of the file size of the bowl explode on the surface of the sink, making a gurgling sound.

"What kind of bone is this."

Li Xinru pointed to the rectangular shadow under the Deadpool arm bone on the screen, which normal humans do not have.

"This is Deadpool's sword, you'll know in a minute."

The melt level in the clear glass beads has fallen constantly, the machine has automatically refilled the coolant three times, the air conditioner in the laboratory has been turned on to maximum power, and a trace of stuffiness is still felt in the laboratory.

Li Xinrujiao's hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her cheeks.

Wolverine, wearing a green surgical gown 230, wiping the water jets on her head with a gray towel, walked out of the bathroom barefoot, leaving a string of feet behind her

"Wow."

"I didn't expect this kid to be so kind, he didn't scream, but Lao Tzu almost fainted in pain."

Wolverine saw Deadpool lying motionless in the sink, and couldn't help but look at Deadpool in her heart, and she couldn't call him a.

"You see, Deadpool can still be resisted."

"yes, I almost fainted back then."

Jakarta pushed open the door and placed the two outfits he was carrying in his left hand next to the table, and in his right hand he was carrying a brown wooden suitcase.

"Mr. Logan, the most authentic Cuban cigar."

Jakarta opened the suitcase and there were ten cigars inside, which at first glance looked like the master's work. The roll paper used is particularly meticulous, and the roll technique is perfect.

Alan picked up a cigar and sniffed it under his nose, and Wolverine was not polite enough to pick up a cigar and put it in his mouth.

"Alan, why hasn't this guy come out yet."

Wolverine looked at Alan with an unkind face, and if Deadpool had any strengths and weaknesses, he would make Alan pay the price.

Alan looked at the steaming sink, and Deadpool was lying on the bottom of the sink, with a few small bubbles protruding from his mouth from time to time.