Just when Zhou Yi asked the Demon-shaped Woman to convey her invitation to Magneto Eric, Wolverine Logan also met an extremely important opponent in his life.

Because the little naughty was asked not to leave Ororo, Qin Grey's sight at will, so Logan could only run around with a group of troubled women throughout the day. This was not a pleasant feeling for him.

If he was just with Qin, Grey or a little naughty, he might not feel bored, but if he was following four or five women, three or four of them were still young girls, it would definitely be a huge challenge for his tolerance.

Logan has never been a good-tempered person. If it weren't for Qin Grey, a woman who made him feel extremely fond of and a little naughty, made him feel like his family, maybe he would have gone wild and left the burden. But for these two people, he still endured it. It was not until the group of people came back from playing that they could loosen the tense nerve in their minds.

Because the process in between is too painful for him, he urgently needs to release his own pressure. What method does a mature old man need to use to release his own pressure? In fact, it is just those kinds of things, and the most common ones are cigarettes, alcohol and women.

Women are very common for Logan. A handsome man like him doesn’t need to pick up girls, so there will naturally be girls to pick him up. So there are many women in his long life, most of whom are passers-by, and only a few left a deep impression on him. The most tragic thing is that an experience made him forget all this and he forgot a woman who is very important to him.

Although he found this feeling in Qin, his instinct told him that there was actually a gap. Perhaps because of these reasons, he had no idea of ​​finding a woman this time.

For the cigarette, Logan, who has already had the 40th anniversary edition of the best cigar, can be said to be free from desires. So naturally, he came to the bar.

Perhaps it was the memory left in his bones. Logan did not like the very noisy nightclub, but was more keen on the nostalgic old bar. Especially the old bar with less prosperous singers staying in the venue, filled with soothing music, which is his favorite place to linger.

Although he was the first to Paris, he had no effort to find the goal he was looking for on a street of some eras with his sense of smell that was more sensitive than a dog and his intuition as a qualified old alcoholic.

This bar that has been around for some time is called Lion King's Apology, and it is very domineering. But when you go in, you will only make people feel old. The bar is full of old tables and chairs, and the rosy aroma is filled with it. Not only will people not feel old here, but they feel that there is a precious imprint of time engraved in it.

A singer who looked a little decadent on the stage hummed gently, and the melodious music echoed in the bar. In the light that was not particularly bright, the vessels on the long bar counter reflected a warm color.

Coupled with the intoxicating aroma of wine, the whispers and laughter of guests. Stop here is enough to make people feel the stagnation of time and the slow flow.

This is Logan's favorite feeling. As soon as he walked into this place, he felt like he was back home. Compared with what he is now, this kind of old thing may be the deeper existence in his memory.

"Whiskey, add ice!" He reached the bar counter and said to the fat bartender who was a little bald. Logan took out a cigar and sucked happily.

The bartender quickly pushed a glass of iced whiskey in front of Logan. Perhaps because of no customer, he did not walk away, but said to Logan while wiping the cup.

"It seems like the guest is a bit disgusting. Is this the first time I've been here?"

"A few guys and I just came from the United States, and I didn't expect to find such a romantic place here!" Swallowed the wine in the quilt in one breath, Logan lit the table and signaled the bartender to fill it with the wine. In this leisurely environment, he didn't mind chatting with the bartender for a few more words.

"There are not many people who think of you like this now." The bar filled a glass for Logan and said with some emotion. "This bar was inherited from my father. It has been more than seventy years since then. There are not many people who will come to such places now. Most of them are just regular customers. Visitors like guests are not willing to come to such places."

"Yeah! That's the group of little ghosts who don't know how to appreciate it. Only such a place is worth stopping." With a sneer, Logan expressed his opinion.

"If you have more guys like you, Guest, then I really have to thank God." Seeing Logan drink all the wine in his cup again, the bar owner consciously filled him with it and said quite generously. "I'll treat this cup!"

Logan raised his wine glass, thanked the boss for his good intentions, and narrowed his eyes and began to savor it carefully. When the boss saw a guest coming in, he stopped chatting with him, but instead went to greet those people. For a moment, Logan's side became a little cold. This situation was quite familiar to Logan. Because he was a lonely wolf himself.

This situation was not until a familiar figure walked to his side. It was a tall white man, whose height was more than two meters and his absolutely majestic and burly figure made him look full of pressure. The most conspicuous thing about his rough face was his slightly narrowed eyes like a big cat and his slightly exposed tiger teeth. The worn-out and wide windbreaker and chaotic hair made him look like a homeless man more than a guest.

Perhaps because his appearance was too scary, the bar owner did not mean to stop this guy, but allowed him to walk to Logan and sit next to him.

When he sat down, Logan discovered his arrival. This was extremely abnormal for this lone wolf. His instinct and five senses were no less than real animals, but he did not have any sense of the people around him. So when he found this guy, he immediately became alert.

Maybe not everyone is hostile, but this person is definitely an enemy to him. This is not only because they have fought against him because of little naughty before, but also because his soul is constantly warning him. As a lone wolf, he believes this feeling even more than he believes in the facts he has seen.

"It seems you know who I am?" The tall man's face showed a lazy look like a big cat. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Logan, but he took out a bottle of wine from the bar without hesitation and poured it into his mouth.

It took him a long time to put down the bottle and casually wiped the liquid from his beard with his ragged sleeves. He asked at Logan. "If possible, I think you should tell me, or you won't have a chance."

"Do you think I will know the name of a stray cat?" Retorted bluntly, a vicious look appeared on Logan's face. This was his instinct reaction. When treating this person, his instinct occupied more places. "And, I don't think you need to know. Because even if you know, you don't have the chance to celebrate."

"Is that right? It doesn't matter." He slowly opened his eyes widened, and the tall man showed a savage and violent aura as fierce as a ferocious beast. "They called me a saber-toothed tiger, and I think this name is pretty good. So, you disgusting guy, can die for me."

Speaking of this, he stretched out his big hand and swung hard towards Logan. When he was doing this, the black nails on his five fingers suddenly burst out. The sharp nails looked no different from the claws of beasts, but the fact is that their power is even more powerful.

Logan listened to the wind and barely let go. The saber-toothed tiger's sharp claws suddenly fell on the bar. The wood that had been in front of his sharp claws was no different from paper. With a harsh friction sound, he had already grabbed the wood chips in his hands.

When you look at the bar at this time, the five deep claw marks are enough to make anyone feel frightened when they see them.

After Logan avoided the attack, he immediately launched a counterattack. The sharp claws between his fingers suddenly stretched out, and the weapon created by Edman alloy slashed at the enemy in front of him with the sound of the wind.

Logan had no idea of ​​keeping his hands on the enemy, let alone against this enemy he had fought before, he didn't think he had to keep his hands on it.

When Logan's sharp claws swung towards the Saber-toothed Tiger, the tall mutant immediately rushed back, and his huge body showed completely unimaginable agility. So, for granted, Logan's attack fell into the empty space. His sharp claws futilely divided the seat of the Saber-toothed Tiger, but it had no effect on the deity.

Just as they started fighting, the crowds in the bar began to flee from the dangerous scene in a mess. This even included the boss who was chatting with Logan before. If it was an ordinary fight, the boss might not mind using Remington under his counter to teach him a lesson, but if it were two mutants, he could only leave honestly.

The battle of mutants is not something that normal people can interfere. It is a life-threatening behavior. The human group, which has already learned a lot from the past, has formed their own cognition early on.

The two mutants in the battle were not disturbed by these messy people at all. They began to stare at each other and slowly wandered around, looking for the most suitable attack moment. At this time, the first person who could not hold back is often the one who suffered the loss.

But Logan still chose to attack first. Relying on his immortal body and steel bones, he wanted to solve this enemy in the fastest way.

So he shouted loudly, thrust the claws on his hands, and rushed towards the saber-toothed tiger like an arrow.

The saber-toothed tiger staring at Logan quickly moved away from his body. Relying on his height and arm length, he directly closed his five fingers and stabbed his fingernails like steel cone-like nails towards Logan's vest. He wanted to try whether his claws could cut off the heart of this guy he hated.

The advantage of the saber-toothed tiger is particularly obvious, and his arms touch Logan's back first. So before Logan touched his body, he had already cut off a large piece of flesh and blood on his back with his sharp claws.

The pain of cutting flesh made Logan roar fiercely, but an indescribable feeling dominated his body, making him ignore the pain. Instead, he stretched out his arm even harder.

Edman's alloy's steel claws were inserted straight into the waist and ribs of the Sabertooth Tiger, and the invincible sharp blade directly cut open his musculoskeleton and internal organs. When he roared and pulled out the left hand that inserted into the Sabertooth Tiger's body, he could even see the broken kidneys and intestines entrenched in the huge wound.

Logan was not feeling well. His back had already been dug out of the size of a sea bowl, and a shiny metallic luster was shining on the terrifying wound. The bones of Edman alloy protected his heart so that he would not be dug out by the saber-toothed tiger. Even so, his situation was not very good.
Chapter completed!