Super God Login: Start from Marvel

That familiar alley, Zou Jin had just stepped into it.

I saw two familiar figures walking out of Mother Margaret’s bar and quickly exiting from the other side of the laneway.

“Sasibriano, Francis…”

Seeing the two leave with a strange smile, Zou Jin had no feelings about seeing Francis and the bear-like woman.

What are the thoughts…

Maybe I can’t wait…

He had at least prepared dozens of surgical plans for Francis, and it was not good to waste it.

Step into the Mother Margaret Bar.

As soon as he entered the door, Zou Jin keenly found that today’s bar atmosphere was very strange.

It used to be filled with harmonious fights, drinking, billiards and poker games, but there was no day when it was as silent as it is now.

The mercenaries huddled together in groups of three or five, whispering about something…

But he kept holding all kinds of firearms in his hand, which obviously did not meet the safety behavior norms of Sister Margaret’s bar, and the weasel had not reacted yet!

Too lazy to think.

Zou came in to the bar and found the weasel.

“What’s going on here?”

“You came in time, it’s a big trouble…”

Seeing the arrival of the Lord, the weasel said with a serious face:

“To be precise, it’s you and Wade who are in big trouble!”

“Francis, who was previously choreographed by you and Wade, just appeared with a female version of Stallone and made a big fuss in the bar!”

“Just to find Wade’s whereabouts, unfortunately… The fact that Wade is not dead should be known by them. ”

Recalling Francis’s Sima face, and the female mutant named Gina (suspicious), the smile on Zou Jin’s face suddenly became much kinder.

“See the guys in the hands of those old guys… Because of them, that group of people did not dare to mess around excessively, but… They took a photo of Wade and Vanessa! ”

Behind the weasel.

It was a wall of photos on which mercenaries would paste their own photos.

In most cases, the photo above is equivalent to the last traces of mercenaries in this world, which is something that will not be taken down if it dies.

“It seems that they can’t find Wade and plan to fish with Vanessa, and Wade is miserable’.”

Hearing Zou Jin’s judgment, the weasel looked bitter:

“I also had this idea, just now I was on the phone with Wade, hoping that everything was still in time.”

The two fell silent, both thinking about something else in their hearts…

Zou Jin thought more, and after a while, Zou Jin asked:

“Weasel, have you heard the X-Men’s message?”

“X-Police?”

Although he didn’t understand why Zou Jin asked this, the weasel still tried to remember.

“I’ve heard this faintly, and it’s said to be a mutant organization dedicated to peace.”

“The main period of activity was from the sixties to the nineties…”

“It’s long gone, at least this bar hasn’t been mentioned for decades.”

“Perhaps, it’s just a myth made up by some oppressed mutants.”

Zou Jin frowned.

Some kind of extremely bad premonition came to mind.

That feeling, called leeks in the leek field, was pouted long ago …

“Don’t tell me you’re still counting on the X-Men to help you two mutant fakes?”

Apparently.

In the weasel’s cognition, he and Wade belong to the mutants created by technology and ruthlessness.

“You should be…”

Zou Jin looked dejected.

The Q&A with the weasel solved Zou Jin’s confusion.

In recent days, waves have flown everywhere in Niuyo, and Zou Jin has not forgotten to inquire about the intelligence of the underground world.

When there are obviously mutants, but no one has heard of organizations such as the X-Police, the Brotherhood, the Hellfire Club, or even specialized in intelligence, those people still think that Zou Jin is an avid superhero comic book fan.

Irrationality……

Very unreasonable…

The only explanation is that those well-known mutant organizations… All gone!

To put it another way, the current timeline, most likely the mutant genes of mutants, after being completely consumed by genetically modified food!

Here’s the problem.

Without the assistance of Steel Lux and warheads.

What did Wade take to tear up with Francis? Mouth cannon!?

What’s more, without the mutant plot line, how many leeks does Zou Jin have to lose!?

I sat there sullenly for a while, not even in the mood to drink my favorite milk.

Good half a day later.

Weasel was about to close the door.

Wade’s call came in.

The phone was connected, and there was a furious roar from the mobile phone that was deliberately adjusted to the public release mode: (Read the violent novel, go on the Feilu Novel Network!) ）

“Fak! Fak! ”

“That-like smash, he really took Vanessa!”

“Prepare me with weapons, weasels, I’m going to dry up that chrysanthemum!”

The weasel’s face twitched, and he hurriedly spoke:

“Wait, Wade, I know you’re angry, but don’t be angry yet, calm down, OK!?”

“Shett!”

Wade’s growl has begun to go out of tune, almost to the point of screaming:

“I’m calm! I stepped on my horse to calm down that if Francis dared to appear in front of me, I would definitely cut off his belly eye and stuff it into his head! The kind that must be connected to the intestines in the middle! ”

Zou Jin’s face was full of disgust.

The weasel leaned back slightly.

Sorry, Wade’s description, too pictorial.

“Hang up, see you at your house!”

After speaking, Wade hung up directly.

The weasel did not have time to wash the discordant picture in his mind, and said with a slight panic:

“Farke, Wade doesn’t have the keys to my house! That idiot, won’t smash my house, right? ”

“Take it easy man, you know Wade’s temper, he just blew up your house at most.”

Zou Jin comforted just the right amount of comfort.

Weasel: “…”

“Ma mess with Fak, it’s really too late to beep (Nono) again, my hurry…”

The weasel hurriedly went out, and Zou Jin followed one after another.

Since the plot line has come to close the net, Zou Jin certainly does not plan to let go.

……

“Calm down, my dear, it’s not easy for me to have a decent place to live in Newyo! Calm down Wade’s shop! ”

In a certain house, the weasel is trying to persuade Wade to calm down.

He was worried that Wade would blow up his home by storming away.

“Fak! Where are your weapons, I want them all!!! ”

Wade punched hard, the mud on the wall was cracked, and the broken knuckles on the fist were also healing rapidly.

“OK！ It’s okay if you want anything, I’ll find it for you right away… But please, Wade, don’t blow up my house! ”

The weasel did not dare to continue beeping and hurriedly prepared his weapons.

If you don’t go, you can’t do it, if you delay it any longer, you won’t be sure that Wade really starts to storm away.