Marvel: Starting With The Dark Blue Rinnegan

Time, there is always a time to pass. The sun always goes down.

Night, there is always a time to come.

It was night—and finally, it came.

The stars were brilliant, and the icy starlight shone on the weak body.

Our little Tom walked towards the only place where the light was.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the last race is coming up, and that's Wolverine vs The Beast! You have 1 minute to bet on who is the winner tonight, let's wait and see! As

soon as he opened the door, little Tom was startled by the scene in front of him.

He had never seen such a scene.

Is this supposed to be a bar? I didn't expect that in the quiet town, there was such a lively place.

It's just that compared to ordinary bars, it is not the kind of stage where singing and dancing is in the middle, but there is a super large ring.

It was a super-large iron cage, several laps larger than the cell he had been in before.

Nearly a hundred people held wine bottles and sat around the ring, basically rough men.

They bet directly with cash, and then cheer, as if constantly shouting: Wolverine!

"Who is Wolverine?"

Little Tom felt very curious and couldn't help but ask.

"Hahaha, that's it!"

A well-wisher pointed ahead. "He's won several championships in a row, and I've all my net worth on him, hahaha..." Little

Tom looked up, and in the cage, there was a shirtless wild man with muscles visible to the naked eye, just like a bodybuilder. Coupled with that fierce face, it doesn't look like a good stubble.

"Wolverine, Wolverine, Wolverine!"

Wolverine enjoyed the shouts of everyone, enjoying the cheers of his courtiers like a king, and slowly walked to the middle of the field. Then he made a provocative insulting gesture to a muscular man directly opposite.

"Beast, go up, pay attention to the position, the position, if you win, I will pay for the whole audience tonight!"

"Kill him, I've crushed you with all my wealth, Wolverine!"

"Beep, beep, beep... Beep beep..."

....

Well, automatically filter some shouts that are easily blocked.

Obviously, this beast is not the beast in the X-Men.

He is an ordinary person, without blue hair, but in terms of body shape alone, he is much stronger than Wolverine. The muscle blocks on the body are like fists, and they are also worthy of the title of beast.

But little Tom always has a feeling: this battle, the winner will be Wolverine!

Could this Wolverine also be a mutant?

Little Tom inexplicably had such an idea in his brain.

How to say, he is too calm, and he feels that he does not put the muscle man on the opposite side in his eyes at all, as if this game is just a small fight.

The ringing of the game bell disturbed little Tom's thoughts.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the game has begun! Oh my God, the first to attack was actually a beast.

The beast took the lead, and came up with a right straight fist. But alas, Wolverine flashed over. Yes, that's right, flashed by.

Our Wolverine began to fight back, wondering if the beast was the same as his name, able to withstand Wolverine's iron fist? The

commentary on the scene was very substitutionary, and even little Tom listened to it enthusiastically.

"Oh God! Before Wolverine's iron fist could be unfolded, our beast actually came to kick the next set!

That's right, you heard it right, the next set kick, that trick that can change the world.

Wolverine has lost his center of gravity, and the beast chases after a set of combo punches that punch to the flesh.

Could it be that tonight's champion will be a beast?

Will our Wolverine defeat Waterloo like Napoleon? Little

Tom felt like he couldn't breathe anymore, and he had completely substituted himself into it.

He was still a little away from the ring, but he could still hear the echo of that punch to the flesh, my God, how much that hurts!

"God, the fallen wolverine is standing up again.

That's right, he stood up again.

Oh, everyone, look at it, that's the classic action of Wolverine, and his hands are slapping his chest.

Although the beast's offensive seems unstoppable, it seems to be of little use to Wolverine. "

Bang!

Obviously, the words of the commentary deeply stimulated the beast.

If you are very beautiful and someone tells you that you are ugly, you will not be angry because you know that the other person is just jealous of your beauty.

But if you are an ugly person and are called ugly by others, then you will be angry because the other person is telling the truth.

The beast punched an upward hook and hit Wolverine's jaw with a straight hook.

Wolverine, fall to the ground, can't afford it.

Then just when the beast was about to give Wolverine a fatal blow, Wolverine suddenly fell over his shoulder!

Beast, fall to the ground, can't afford it.

Unlike Wolverine, the beast fell to the ground and never got up again.

“3,2,1！

The winner tonight is still Wolverine.

Unfortunately, our beast did not end Wolverine's streak.

Who can defeat him? Looking

at the lively Wolverine, little Tom confirmed, there was no mistake, he must be a mutant. How could ordinary people endure so many blows, and they were the same as those who were fine.

It's not scientific.

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"This is your prize, listen, we play next month, you have to lose a few rounds, otherwise how can I make money?"

Little Tom waited until the end of the game and went backstage to see this scene of the transaction.

Apparently, the white man is Wolverine's employer.

For him, as long as it is done properly, Wolverine is a good cash cow.

Hearing the white man's words, Wolverine did not say a word, took the money and left without looking back.

"Wait for me, wait for me!"

Wolverine glanced back at Little Tom without any pause.

Turning around, Wolverine arrives in a battered RV, which is clearly where he lives. For a prodigal son like him, a fixed place of residence would bind him.

Of course, more importantly, he is a moonshiner, and he has no savings, and he fights boxing when he lacks money.

"Hello, I'm Tom, you can call me little Tom. In other words, are you a mutant?

Little Tom grabbed the handlebars and said directly.

"What's wrong with you?"

Wolverine was obviously a little guarded, and shouted angrily: "Let go, get out."

"I'm a mutant too, really, I just escaped from a military base. Now there are big-headed soldiers everywhere catching mutants.

If you're a mutant, we can help each other. "

Shut me up!"

"About my" and "About your", these 8 words can solve 80% of life's troubles.

It doesn't matter if you don't understand, after all, you understand a fart ~

"Those who caught me will also come to arrest you!"

Wolverine directly pushed Tom's hand away, closed the door and prepared to start the RV.

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