The God of Injustice in Marvel

Stryker angrily scolded everyone who was still with him, scolding them until everyone couldn't raise their heads and could only stare at the corpse on the ground and listen.

After cursing and cursing, Stryker also got tired of scolding and held on to the railing, wanting to take a rest before continuing to scold.

Tap tap tap...

The sound of footsteps sounded steadily and harshly in the quiet environment.

He looked back doubtfully.

"It's you...hahaha!"

The moment he saw Logan, Stryker actually laughed.

He once regarded Wolverine Logan as his most perfect work, with its terrifying self-healing ability, beast-like fighting intuition, and extremely sharp steel claws!

Simply the most perfect killing machine!

The only pity is that such a perfect killing machine escaped in the end.

It's not that Stryker hasn't looked for traces of Logan, it's unlucky for him. Logan has lost all his memory during that time. If he was still in the United States, he probably wouldn't be able to escape the fate of being captured. But it just happened to be such a coincidence.

So lucky, Logan, a man with amnesia, actually got "lost" to the island country!

After several unsuccessful searches, Stryker gave up.

With such a successful experience, although the final "results" were missing, Stryker still used his reports and data to obtain a large amount of "research funding" from the military.

The above intention is to ensure the safety of pure human beings, and Stryker's idea is to kill all mutants. Judging from the results, the two coincide with each other.

It is precisely because of this that Stryker failed several times, but someone saved him every time.

After all, compared to mutants who can violently break the rules with their own strength at any time, people like Stryker who are willing to abide by the rules set by higher-ups are easier to control.

Those in the White House have never given up the idea of ​​using mutants, but what they have always wanted is abilities, not people.

From Captain America to Hulk and his father-in-law, to the "Project

Some of these attempts failed, and some succeeded, but the result without exception was that they were either dead or running away, and they were never able to control such power in their hands.

That was until Stryker used his son's lobe extracts to create Wolverine.

They finally saw hope.

The hope of controlling mutants in his own hands.

In fact, only Stryker himself knows that those controlled mutants will only listen to his orders. This is his biggest secret.

Therefore, with the secret support of someone behind the scenes, Stryker received a large amount of financial and resource support, and also obtained the right to use such a large base.

Otherwise, how could he, a small colonel, do this?

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Stryker looked at his most perfect "work", watched him slowly approach him step by step, watched him stretch out his steel claws bit by bit, couldn't help but blurted out: "You know how you got these

The claw, it’s me! I gave it to you!”

Approaching step by step, Logan looked at the retreating guards and the man hiding behind them, and raised his paws to take a look.

Through the gap between the claws, Logan and the man who was still smiling looked at each other. They both smiled. Logan tapped his claws, looked at him and said, "Then, use these claws."

I’ll send you to death.”

Tiger among sheep!!

Logan rushed directly towards them while the other party was shooting. The guard who came into contact first saw only a wave of steel claws, and the gun in his hand turned into several pieces. He pulled the trigger blankly and heard only a few words.

There was a clicking sound, and then he felt pain. Then, his vision went black, and then he didn't know anything.

He was the first to die, but not the only one.

Stryker is right, Wolverine is indeed a perfect warrior and killer.

Leaving all the guards behind to face the enemy, Stryker knew that he only had a short time to escape. These guards with guns could deal with ordinary people, but if they wanted to deal with Wolverine, delaying for a few more seconds was a luxury.

Now he suddenly regretted taking the Death Girl away from him just now.

Do you want to run up?!

While running, Stryker was thinking anxiously in his mind.

no!

Although the nearest passage is right in front of him, even if he can run into the passage or even keep running out, it is meaningless.

After exiting the passage, the rest of the road was smooth. In this kind of terrain, he would still be overtaken by Wolverine, and he would just die a little later.

It makes no sense.

Down! Run down!!

Stryker, who has lived in this base for many years, is confident that he is more familiar with the terrain here than any of the guards. He can use these terrains to get rid of Wolverine.

As long as you can run to the second floor!

The Death Woman is still there!

After making up his mind, Stryker looked back and saw a bloody Wolverine shaking his claws that were also dripping with blood at him.

He turned back in panic and fired a few shots. Stryker eagerly got into the stairs and ran down. When he looked back for the last time, he saw Wolverine smiling at him and waving his hand...

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After wiping the blood on his hand for a while, Logan's gun hole slowly squirmed, extruding metal bullets one by one, and slowly returned to its original state. Apart from the blood on it, no trace of its existence was left.

He took out a cigar from his equipment belt, walked slowly toward the stairs, lit it, and took a puff.

"Run, Striker, run for your life with fear and hope!

Below... there is a more ruthless one!"

Didn't you say you wanted me to see how you kill people? Here's the opportunity, Leon.

Stryker panted and ran hard on the stairs and passages, like a frightened bird. From time to time, he suddenly stopped and pointed his gun behind him, as if he heard some footsteps and Wolverine had already caught up.

After running like this for a long time, he finally came to the intersection with no sign on the second floor.

Panting for air, Stryker felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He was now old and had been away from the frontline fighting for a long time. If he hadn't been forced by the fear of death, he wouldn't have known that he could run so fast.

So far!

I looked back and saw that no one was catching up, so great!

Holding on to the wall, Stryker turned back step by step and moved forward with difficulty.

Death Girl is right in front, as long as she can hold Wolverine back, he can escape!

"Death Woman! Death Woman!!"

There were only corpses, and the corridors were littered with the corpses of guards. Seeing these, Stryker finally knew where the guards on the first and second floors were.

He whispered to the Death Girl, and the iron gate that closed his son was not far away in front of him, but there was no figure of the Death Girl who was supposed to appear here.

Stryker panicked.

I looked back and saw no one was following me.

Gritting his teeth, he moved his legs and ran to the iron gate.

A hole in the door bigger than his head gave Stryker some bad premonitions.

I looked around and saw that besides the corpse, I was the only one.

Damn!!!

Taking courage, Stryker bent over the big hole and peeked inside...

Rub it in!!

An object with a face full of ink came out of it, frightening the already nervous Stryker and falling directly to the ground.

"Huh? Who are you looking for, the delivery person?"

That thing full of ink is actually a human head!!