American Comic: Omniscient and Omnipotent, Starting from the Aged Wolf Uncle

It seems that the Chrysler parked in the open space may have been rented by the owner, but these old Mo don't care, as long as they can make money, other people don't care about their business even if they die.

"Unload the wheels, take the money and leave, don't make trouble."

"If you break the wheel again this time, I will definitely make you look good."

"Quick, do it..."

"Let's go, haven't you eaten yet?"

"Fuck, do you think you're here for a party? Turn off the radio, we won't be able to get away if the police are brought in."

A few old Mos were squatting beside the rear wheels of the car, holding tools and constantly tinkering with the wheels. The excited expressions on their faces might be due to the dim light.

None of them noticed that there was a person lying in the back seat.

He just lowered his head and fiddled with the tires of the vehicle, and because of too much force, it inevitably made the shaking of the car intensified, and the entire body was shaking.

"Uh......"

"Fack..."

In the back seat of the Chrysler car, Logan Howlett had just finished drinking and lay down. He was a little dazed and prepared to take a nap before leaving the car later at night.

Unexpectedly, after lying down for a few minutes, someone outside came up to find trouble, and listening to the voices of this group of people, it seemed that they were interested in his car.

This made Logan Howlett cursing in a low voice, staggered to his feet, opened the car door and walked down, making a circle around the front of the car.

"Hey! Don't lose the nut, bro."

"Hurry up, put them all in the car."

"Okay, move slowly, we have to go, guys, move quickly."

Sure enough, there were a few Spanish-speaking old Mo around the rear wheel. One of them squatted and twisted the nut on the tire vigorously, and the person behind him holding the flashlight couldn't help urging.

"Hey guys, these nuts are all chrome and you've worn them out."

"Look at these tires, the plating is all scratched off by you all."

Uncle Wolf swiped the tires drunkenly, instead of being violent as he was when he was young, he stood still and tried to persuade these old Mo bastards.

He no longer has the fighting spirit like he used to, and he wants to deal with many things lightly.

"Fack..."

Several old Mo slowly turned to look at him, the leader looked fiercely, sizing up the decadent and graying old man in front of him, his tone was full of threats, and said coldly: "Old guy, are you sure?"

The elderly Uncle Wolf propped himself on the car with one hand, his face was full of vicissitudes, and he said weakly: "This car is rented, no one will spend money to drive one..."

boom!

However, before he could finish speaking, the leader, Lao Mo, raised the short-barreled gun in his hand, and slammed the trigger, and the sound of gunshots resounded across the boundless desert in an instant.

Uncle Wolf fell to the ground in response to the huge impact on his chest.

"Looking for death, keep working."

The head of the old Mo's eyes revealed fierceness and contempt, and his voice was indifferent while holding the short gun tightly. Killing people in the streets of Santa Fe is nothing to fear, not to mention that the target of the shooting is an old man with no strength and no background.

After saying a few words, Old Mo turned around, ready to continue working.

But when they turned their backs, the blood hole in Uncle Wolf's chest that fell on the ground stopped bleeding. He felt the pain in his body and cursed in a low voice, "Damn it."

Then Uncle Wolf swayed and stood up, his gloomy eyes were staring at Old Mo who continued to work around the rear wheel.

However, the movement of Uncle Wolf getting up also attracted the attention of several people again.

Old Mo's leader held the flashlight, a little unbelievable, "How could it be..."

He was absolutely sure that after he pulled the trigger just now, the bullet absolutely pierced through this guy's chest, how could he still stand up, this is absolutely impossible!

"Seriously, you're going to regret it."

Uncle Wolf lowered his body slightly, his eyes looked like a wolf that haunts the dark night, to be precise, he was an old wolf in his twilight years, his eyes were full of fierceness.

but...

It gave people the feeling that even an old wolf was enough to crush them all!

Word down!

"Uh!"

Uncle Wolf raised his hands drunkenly, and the sharp steel claws on his fists slowly extended out, but when he lowered his head, he found that the protruding steel claws became shorter and shorter.

"Get rid of him!"

Old Mo's leader's pupils constricted, his slightly trembling voice seemed to be a little frightened, and then he took advantage of Uncle Wolf to look at Steel Claw in a daze.

He suddenly raised his fist and swung it towards Uncle Wolf's temple!

boom!

The dazed Uncle Wolf was kicked back a few steps by the sudden punch, but soon he found the master control, swung his steel claws and pierced the arm of the person on the right.

"what!"

The man gripped the pistol tightly, and was torn apart before he could pull the trigger!

"Fack! Kill him! This guy is a mutant!"

If the old ink man didn't realize the identity of the person in front of him, he would have lived in vain for so many years. Although there have been many years in the world without new mutants being born, the older generation of mutants has not died out.

They are still living in some corner of the world.

I didn't expect to meet one today.

Hearing the sound, the other old Mo didn't dare to neglect, and decisively raised the guns in their hands and pulled the trigger. Suddenly, the flames from the muzzles filled the space.

"Fuck you! Don't take a taxi!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Uncle Wolf caught sight of a person shooting at the car, his face changed greatly and he rushed over in a panic, blocking a few bullets with his body.

It's just that his old body obviously couldn't withstand the continuous shooting of firearms like a young one, and after a while he staggered and bent over.

see.

An old Mo next to him stepped forward and kicked Uncle Wolf to the ground, and immediately shouted at the surrounding people: "Fuck him to death!"

In the next second, the rest of the crowd rushed forward to punch and kick him, venting their anger, and even the old Mo raised his gun and pointed it at Uncle Wolf's head.

Just about to pull the trigger and deal with this dangerous mutant.

At this time, a childish voice came from behind the few people, "What are you doing?"

Chen Tian, ​​who had been staying in the convenience store of the gas station, almost didn't hesitate when he saw the opportunity, and ran out in a hurry. If Uncle Wolf died because of his butterfly effect.

That moment was bad.

Although Uncle Wolf has a self-healing factor in his body, his self-healing ability has declined precipitously in recent years, and no one can guarantee what kind of accident will happen.

At this time, when Chen Tian walked into the battle field, a cold voice sounded in his mind.

"Combat detected, drop reward: super self-healing factor (Wolverine)!"

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Chapter 03: Chen Tian, ​​who was pierced through the head!Extremely cruel Uncle Wolf!

"Combat detected, drop reward: super self-healing factor (Wolverine)!"

Listening to the sound echoing in his mind, Chen Tian was slightly stunned for a moment, and then joy appeared in his eyes. He was naturally very familiar with the sound of the alarm clock ringing.

This is the ability he had obtained by accident before. By watching the battle of a certain target, he can pick up the rewards dropped by the target on the spot.

The first time I noticed this ability was in an underground black boxing match.

Due to his difficult life, he accidentally obtained the opponent's fighting skills when participating in the competition, and finally won an absolute victory with his skills, and avoided being suspected.

And now he has seen Wolverine's super self-healing factor through watching the battle, which is the only useful ability in months!

To be precise, Uncle Wolf is also the first person with supernatural powers that he has encountered in many years.

What is the super self-healing factor?

It can make people's body exceed the natural recovery speed of any normal human being, and even reach an abnormal recovery and self-healing speed. Only by completely destroying their body can the self-healing factor be prevented!

And Uncle Wolf is nearly two hundred years old, because the self-healing factor has the effect of slowing down aging, thus prolonging the life span.

Chen Tian's ability to obtain the self-healing factor and his young body undoubtedly gave him the capital to survive in such a dangerous world.

a breath.

Rows of attribute panels appeared in front of him, which seemed to be his own condition.

[Character Panel]: Chen Tian

[Ability]: Variant ability - small water control (natural)

Mutant Ability - Super Healing Factor (Wolverine)

"Fake!"

But now is not the time to look at the panel. The old Mos standing not far in front have already turned their attention to Chen Tian. The few people who heard the strange voice before were still a little scared.

When they saw clearly that it was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, as desperadoes, they also worry about being targeted by the police. The police in the United States are not joking, they will chase you to the ends of the earth.

What's more, in today's extremely technologically advanced society.

"Brat, you've come to the wrong place."

The leader, Old Mo, had ferocious indifference in his eyes, raised his gun with one hand, aimed at the head of the yellow-skinned boy, and said in a very gloomy tone.

"Boss, don't let this kid go, he has already seen our faces."

A younger brother next to him said in a low voice.

Logan Howlett, who was dizzy on the ground, heard it clearly. He put his hands on the ground and yelled at Chen Tian: "Chen! You damned guy, what are you doing here?! Go back!"

"Hey! Old boy, I don't care what the hell you are, you better be honest with me!"

"Otherwise, I want to see if this little guy can catch this shot like you."

The old ink man grinned coldly.

It would be much easier to have a hostage, and he was worried that the old guy would die.