Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

Xiang Xiang never imagined that Yashida Ichiro, who was still talking to him nicely during the day, would die that night.

At the invitation of Yashida Shingen, I stayed in the villa manor. In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a noise in the guest room. When I went out, I saw a group of people surrounding Yashida Ichiro's hospital bed.

Within an hour, I heard the news that the old man was dead.

At that time, Logan was also awakened. The two of them looked at each other across the small courtyard, but neither of them paid attention to the other.

When Xiang Xiang received the news of Yashida Ichiro's death, he had some idea in his mind. He felt that the old man was most likely pretending to be dead.

Because earlier when the group of people gathered around the hospital bed and sent him out, they took a deliberate look at it from the perspective of their souls. Although Yashida Ichiro's soul was very weak, it was no different from when they met during the day.

In other words, when the old man's medical staff sent him out with great fanfare, the old man's physical condition showed no signs of deterioration at all.

Since the deterioration of the condition was faked, then the subsequent death was also likely faked - unless they were in a car accident when they went out.

Thinking about the strange death information of Yashida Ichiro, Qiang Qian felt that things were getting more and more interesting.

During the day the next day, Qiang Xiang met Mariko Yashida at the gate of the villa and manor, her eyes red from crying; there was a petite Japanese girl beside her.

Although the impression of the first meeting was not very good, Mariko still showed her ladylike demeanor, suppressed her sad expression, and said hello to Qianqian.

"I just learned of Mr. Shilang's sad news. Please express my condolences." Qiang Xiang said.

Mariko bowed again: "Thank you; I originally invited you to be a guest, but unexpectedly my grandfather passed away. If I am rude, please forgive me."

Looking forward to observe Mariko's expression, he continued to chat: "Miss Mariko must have a very good relationship with Mr. Ichiro."

"Grandpa has always loved me..." Mariko's eye circles suddenly started to turn red again, "Sorry, I'm rude." Perhaps because she didn't want to cry in front of the guests, Mariko bowed again and left in a hurry.

Watching Mariko and her female companion walking away quickly, Qiang Qian was wondering if she knew the truth about Ichiro's death; suddenly she heard someone behind her making a joke: "It seems that playboys are sometimes ignored by women."

"Logan?" Xiang Xiang asked pretending to be surprised, "Were you eavesdropping or peeping just now? Are you going to become a paparazzi? Although wolves and dogs are both canids, there is still a big difference."

When you want to anger others, your aggressive tongue never disappoints.

Logan raised his fists and was about to pounce on him; at last he still had some sense and did not show his Adamantium alloy steel claws.

But when Logan thought about it, the little bastard Qiang relied on high-tech weapons to be arrogant in front of Magneto; now that he was empty-handed, it was a great opportunity to beat him.

Then, when Logan stretched out his hands to grab the forward collar to lift the person up, he was shocked to find that the other person was not moving at all.

Under Logan's surprised gaze, he sneered forward, raised his hands, lightly grasped the pulse gate on the opponent's wrist, and broke it outward.

The severe pain radiating from the veins of both wrists made even a tough guy like Logan become distraught.

Adamantium alloy only covered his bones, but not the muscles and meridians.

Under the severe pain, Logan subconsciously exerted force with his hands, but failed to break free from the other party's control.

The steel claw suddenly shot out from between the fingers, and the steel blade almost grazed the forward cheek.

He frowned in disgust and stretched his hands further to keep the steel blade away from him.

"You..." Logan was horrified.

"It's strange?" Xiang Yudai teased, "Suddenly I found that not only was my brain not as good as mine, but my strength was not as strong as mine; I no longer had any advantage at all - do you feel very lost?"

Logan struggled with his arms twice, but found that he couldn't break free, so he gritted his teeth and gave him a headbutt. Unexpectedly, his forward reaction was faster, pinching his wrists and pushing him forward.

"clang!"

Logan's headbutt hit his steel claw directly; blood dripped from his forehead.

He sneered forward and deliberately shook his head and sighed, as if he was embarrassed by Logan's stupid move of cutting himself.

"Need I to remind you that this is at someone else's doorstep... No!" Xiang Qian suddenly realized, "Logan, why has your recovery ability weakened?"

"What?" Logan was so angry that he didn't realize it.

Pushing his hands forward, he pushed Logan several steps away; "Didn't you notice that the wound on your forehead heals much slower than before?"

Logan also noticed that something was wrong. He put away his steel claw and stretched out his hand to wipe it on his forehead. His hands were covered with blood, and his forehead was still in burning pain.

With the protection of Adamantium alloy, there was only a superficial wound on Logan's forehead; for him, such a wound would have healed within two or three seconds; but now more than ten seconds have passed.

"Are you sick or something?" Looking at Logan's confused look, he asked in confusion.

Logan said angrily: "I'm fine."

"Then why is this happening?" He pointed forward to the wound that had not completely healed.

"I don't know, and it's none of your business." Logan wiped the blood from his forehead, turned around and left.

He shouted forward to his back: "Did Yashida Ichiro say anything to you?"

"That's none of your business." Logan didn't even look back.

Looking forward, he looked at Logan's leaving figure, full of suspicion.

A Yashida Ichiro who suddenly "died" before he could die; a Wolverine who had always been strong but suddenly became weak.

Things happening in the Yashida Villa Manor are getting weirder and weirder.

At the same time, another strange conversation was taking place between Dr. Green and Alexandra.

"Mr. Yashida Ichiro wants to see Yoshioka Nobu;" Dr. Green looked at the woman in front of him doubtfully, "But you are not Japanese, and you are not a man. Where is Yoshioka Nobu?"

"He has other things to do, so he really can't come," Alexandra said.

"So, can you represent the Hand?"

Alexandra sneered: "I am the leader of the Hand; and you...can you represent Yashida Ichiro?"

"Yes, of course." Dr. Green judged that the woman in front of him did have full authority; "Of course, if you want a power of attorney, I can't get it."

"It doesn't matter; Yashida Ichiro is dead, is our conversation still necessary?"

Dr. Green showed a smileless expression: "Mr. Ichiro's life or death has nothing to do with this conversation. No matter what happens, you must complete his request."

"What makes you think we will listen to you?"

Dr. Green's smile became even brighter, as if he was laughing at the Hand's stupidity and at Alexandra's pretense of calmness.

"Just the thing you buried fifty meters underground in the valley."

Dr. Green got his wish and saw a drastic change in Alexandra's expression.

"You are indeed cautious enough to bury things so deep. Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to find them by then? But Mr. Ichiro wants me to tell you that in forty years, you can even dig through the earth's crust, let alone such a small depth.

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