Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 223 Hello, Wolverine (9K votes requested)
Everyone's eyes lit up suddenly, and they all looked at Wen Ming. Even the most unruly Magneto couldn't care less about being jealous that Wen Ming had taken away his Raven and White Queen.

Wen Ming didn't answer directly, but looked at Professor X: "You know what? There's actually been a piece of gossip about this."

"What gossip?"

They were all somewhat bewildered.

Weren't we talking about the future of mutants?

Why are we suddenly talking about gossip?
Wen Ming asked with a chuckle, "A while ago, didn't you flirt with a girl with heterochromia at a bar?"

"Uh……"

Everyone looked at Charles with surprise and suspicion, and Charles was clearly somewhat uncomfortable.

Especially since there was also a CIA agent named Mora present who was someone he admired.

"Maybe."

Charles wasn't quite sure what Wen Ming was going to say. Wen Ming turned his head to look at Qing Hou, who then projected the image of the girl with heterochromia.

Raven remembered this too, and she covered her mouth, suddenly feeling a little shy and embarrassed.

I was jealous at the time, so I even made myself look like the other person with heterochromia.

"and then?"

Charles wanted to cover his face, then he remembered that this scene was clearly shown in "X-Men: First Class".

Everyone has seen it.

"In 'X-Men Origins: Wolverine,' Major Stryker's son, Jason Stryker, who will later become the Master of Illusions in 'X-Men 2,' is also heterochromatic."

Upon hearing this, even Hela, the goddess of death, sat up straight with great interest.

Malena and the other women became excited: "What else? What else?"

Seeing Charles's increasingly constipated expression, Wen Ming continued, "There's a scene in X-Men: Days of Future Past where Bolivar Trask is chatting with Stryker and asks him how old his son Jason is."

Stryker said he's almost 10 years old.

X-Men: Days of Future Past takes place in 1973. Ten years ago, in 1963, plus the ten months of pregnancy, it's exactly this year.

This time, even Eric's mouth dropped open.

"Walter?"

Charles covered his face with his hands: "Don't do public executions."

The White Queen reacted swiftly: "So, Stryker is hunting down mutants all over the world because you had him raise a son for you?"

Jason Stryker possesses the ability to control the mind and create illusions. In X-Men 2, Stryker cruelly modified Jason and attempted to use his superpowers to influence Professor X, launching brainwave attacks on mutants around the world through a brainwave device, ultimately killing all mutants in one fell swoop.

Such a key figure, and now Wen Ming is saying that the other party is Professor X's son from a one-night stand?
Raven immediately glared at Charles: "So you went back to sleep with her? After reading your thesis to me and putting me to sleep, you still went to see that woman?"
She still has a boyfriend!

Charles opened his mouth, feeling utterly speechless. He wanted to say no, but he really had slept with that girl with heterochromia.

The other party's son also has heterochromia.

Moreover, Jason possesses extremely powerful mental strength.

If you said that the inheritance of the X gene had nothing to do with him, probably no one would believe it.

Even he himself didn't believe it.

The question is, how could this be?
Hit the target on the first shot?

What a coincidence!
Hela listened with great interest. Although coming to the mutant universe wouldn't bring her any benefits, the entertaining gossip made her feel instantly satisfied.

It was even more exhilarating than the battle with Wen Ming in the gravity chamber.

When it comes to enjoying gossip, there is no distinction between race and age.

Didn't you see that the two androids and Misaka Mikoto, the student, were also listening with great interest?
Yes, Carole loves listening to it too.

This woman, she seems to be everywhere.

Wen Ming has been spoiling her too much lately.

……

Charles, publicly executed, finally set aside his pride: "I will find her and persuade her..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mora looked over, and Raven glared at her as well.

The White Queen Emma and the Angel Salvador also looked hostile.

"I will take responsibility for her."

Charles didn't need his telepathy to guess that if he uttered even one wrong word, he would be finished!

"Are you all feeling much better now?"

Wen Ming gave a mischievous smile, and everyone was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.

Charles gave a wry smile and shook his head repeatedly.

To make everyone happy, you actually used my gossip to amuse them.

What a loss.

Seeing that everyone had relaxed a lot, Wen Ming continued, "With the source of hatred gone, at least Stryker won't be so ruthless towards you. But the biggest trouble comes from Stryker's current boss—Bolivar Trask, the founder of the Sentinel robot project."

Mentioning Bolivar caused everyone to sit up straight, even Magneto seemed a little uneasy.

The Sentinel's power was so great that even a proud man like him was willing to kill Mystique, who was loyal to him.

Raven also harbors deep hatred for this man who threatens the future of mutants, because many of her future disasters and torments stem from this short man.

"He should have already discovered the existence of the X gene by now and is in the early stages of research, but he is short of money."

Everyone was stunned.

What the hell?

Short of money?

Charles, a professor by training, quickly realized: "We can buy his company."

"Yes, killing him is easy, but killing one person is useless."

Wen Ming nodded and said, "His successor is Stryker, and after Stryker dies, there will be even more people. The more you kill, the more importance mutants will receive."

Raven's future experiences proved this point.

There are far too many people in this world who want to do business with you mutants.

Why don't you do the opposite? Secretly take control of them and then steer their research in a direction that benefits you.

Only by infiltrating the enemy's ranks can one find out exactly how many enemies there are, how strong they are, and how far their research is progressing.

Speaking of which, I really want to complain. You guys were like a bunch of primitive beasts fighting against a behemoth like the military, but it was like street thugs arranging a fight. You only knew how to show off, and you didn't see a single bit of wisdom.

After Qing Hou returned, he gave them some military strategy from the Great Qian Kingdom and also set up a learning mechanism for them, so that all of them could learn cultural knowledge.

"Ignorance is truly terrifying."

Charles and Eric's faces darkened again.

That's really dirty.

He was even criticized for looking like a street thug, but upon closer reflection on his future performance, he really didn't have any outstanding achievements to show for it.

Well, except for the big events.

"In fact, you have never understood politics."

In the United States, everything is a business, including the chair in the White House.

Their proposal would rather allow bulletproof backpacks into elementary schools than ban guns.

In order to expand the cosmetic surgery business, they created 97 legal genders and required schools not to inform parents of their children's gender choices.

In an effort to legalize something, they installed more vending machines and disposable needle bins in schools. Well, those bins did reduce cross-infection, but what good did that do?
But do you understand? This is all business.

Seeing everyone nod thoughtfully, Wen Ming continued, "So, if you want mutants to have a voice, you have to get those opportunistic politicians to speak up for you in order to win your votes and see benefits in you, instead of you speaking up for yourselves, which is too tiring."

Because as the number of mutants increases, your votes will be the most valuable, and your money will be the easiest to earn. Even if those politicians come to power and then deny everything, if this term doesn't work, we'll do it in the next one.

If some people can make a business of eliminating mutants, why doesn't anyone make a business of saving mutants?
How many people have become politicians and sat in that chair because of 97 different genders? Why can't mutants become a new gender?

Making mutants a business that capitalists chase after is like avocados, which were once considered trash but have been touted by capital as the most nutritious fruit in the world.

Make mutants fashionable and trendy, so that everyone loves you mutants instead of rejecting you mutants.

Hmm, in your universe, avocados aren't worth much right now. Should I try investing in them and reselling them?

Upon hearing this, Red Devils Hazard couldn't help but remark, "I feel that politicians are more like devils than I am."

Wen Ming shrugged: "Who says otherwise?"

Angel Salvador, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but chime in: "Haven't you noticed that bosses are more devilish than politicians?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

……

Eric felt a little dizzy.

His level of education was actually not high, because he had grown up in concentration camps, and apart from being psychologically distorted, his cognitive level was really limited.

This is why he and his mutants could only manage street brawls and never achieve anything significant.

Hearing Wen Ming's actions, he suddenly felt that he was not suitable to be the leader of the mutants.

Charles was also a little confused.

He was indeed a genius from childhood to adulthood, but that was all in the research of the X gene.

When it comes to actually dealing with people, he has always relied on telepathy and mind control to cheat.

He had never been involved in these crooked and unorthodox methods before.

This is why the X-Men's diplomats later on were Jean Grey (Phoenix) and Hank the Beast.

However, Beast Hank is also a researcher by training, and Phoenix's emotions are unstable.

After counting them all, only Mystique Raven is left, relying on her shapeshifting abilities to speak out for mutants.

Charles also felt that he was no longer suited to be the leader of the mutants.

In fact, the overall education level of the mutant population is not high. Many people are even sent to mental hospitals, research institutes, and prisons in their childhood. Few are able to complete a full high school education, let alone university.

Already in a vulnerable position, coupled with limited education, they could only hide like rats in the street.

This is one of the reasons why mutants in the movies, despite their great strength, often end up in miserable circumstances.

The group exchanged glances, realizing that ensuring the survival of mutants was neither as simple as they had anticipated nor as idealistic as they had imagined.

Military force alone will lead to annihilation, while peaceful coexistence alone will still result in humiliation and death.

They don't understand politics, it's such a dirty business.

After Wen Ming finished his rant, he suddenly looked at Carol and Qinghou beside him: "How far has the war in space progressed?"

"A war in space?"

Charles and Eric exchanged a glance, both somewhat surprised.

"It's stopped. Humans have discovered that their Annihilation Missiles are gone, and the Echienkoen have discovered that their secret weapon is also nowhere to be found."

Qinghou chuckled: "Not only that, they also lost a lot of their carrier-based aircraft and such."

They've now temporarily ceased hostilities and are exploring this void, trying to figure out what happened and where they are.

Wen Ming smiled slightly and turned to look at the group: "I wonder if any of you are interested in finding a new home?"

"A new home?"

Charles, quick-witted, connected the dots with the Superpower Parliament documents he had just seen and immediately guessed Wen Ming's meaning: "You mean, we should go find a new planet?"

"That's right, unless you still have any attachment to this planet that will inevitably destroy the mutant race."

Wen Ming pointed to space and said, "There are two races from other universes fighting to the death there. I plan to retrieve their main ship, which they are destined to destroy, and then lend it to you."

"Can we borrow it?"

Upon hearing the word "borrow," everyone was somewhat bewildered.

Hela scoffed again, "You don't think we'd help you for no reason, do you? That's an interstellar warship; you couldn't build one even if you sold your entire country!"

Also, don't think that Wen Ming will take you back to our metaverse for no reason. You need to understand one thing: once you are taken back, you will be continuously strengthened in the future!

Once you've strengthened yourselves, which of those crappy corporations can stop the rise of mutants?

Upon hearing the word "we," Qinghou and Malena exchanged a smile.

It seems the boss's strategy for wooing the Goddess of Death has been quite successful.

Upon hearing the word "enhancement," all the mutants' breathing became heavy. Eric immediately nodded and said, "It's a loan; we'll pay rent."

Wen Ming smiled: "Very good, this is the style of our Golden Dawn. You have to pay the price to get what you want."

This main ship can remain in outer space to house the mutants persecuted on the planet.

You can contain them while you search for new habitable planets.

Eric breathed a sigh of relief. Earth was too dangerous; it was better to leave.

However, Wen Ming changed the subject and brought it back: "Going to other planets is a long-term plan."

However, building your own power base, taking over various companies that hate mutants through various means, cultivating your own politicians, constantly seeking benefits for mutants, and making everyone fall in love with mutants are also long-term things you need to do.

Mutants are constantly being born; you can't just walk away. You must work for the benefit of future generations.

Wen Ming's words startled Eric, who had just breathed a sigh of relief. He realized once again that he had made the same mistake as when he abandoned Mystique.

Charles remained where he was.

He had always prided himself on his intelligence, but this time, he truly realized how much he lacked.

He was not mentally prepared to save the mutants.

"I suggest that you, like the Marvel superheroes, take control of a country and make it a mutant nation, and then form a mutant council."

Charles will be in charge of political diplomacy, Raven will be in charge of intelligence infiltration, Eric will be in charge of military deterrence, and Hank will be in charge of technology. I can also lend you some androids suitable for infiltration, as well as some T800 robots, so that you will have sufficient military strength in the early stages.

It's a pity the White Queen couldn't stay; otherwise, she would have been a better fit to be Foreign Minister than Charles.

Dignity is only on the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon.

I'm dedicating this message to the Marvel superheroes, and to you all as well.

Everyone fell into deep thought, but Mystique Raven objected: "Why should I stay? The White Queen can go with you, though?"

Wen Ming shook his head and said, "Emma, ​​Salvador, Azazel, and Genos's storylines are all over. They will all be captured and used to study the Sentinel robots. I don't want them to stay and suffer that torture."

White Queen Emma, ​​Angel Salvador, Red Devil Azazel, and Torrent Genos exchanged glances, all seeing the fear and emotion in each other's eyes.

The fear stemmed from their inevitable death, while the emotion arose from the fact that Wenming cared more about their lives than Eric, the cold-blooded leader.

So the group stood behind him without hesitation.

This is our leader.

Raven felt a pang of envy; she was truly disheartened.

Eric is unreliable and a jerk.

Charles is too idealistic, like a child.

I used to feel like an unlucky kid whose parents divorced and I didn't know who I was with.

Now that she has finally found a new future, she cannot follow him but must wait until decades later, which makes her feel the pain of being abandoned again.

Seeing this, Wen Ming quickly stood up and hugged her: "I'm not saying I don't want you. If you don't want to do those things, you don't have to join the Mutant Council. Just come to the hotel to play with me whenever you want."

You can get more than ten enhancements without doing anything.

After strengthening yourself a dozen or so times, you can easily defeat even an Apocalypse.

"Being a mutant is all about having fun, that's the most important thing."

Upon hearing this, Raven finally broke down in tears, burying her face in Wenming's arms: "I don't want to be abandoned again."

Eric was immediately embarrassed.

Charles also looked ashamed.

Seeing that Raven was getting out of control, Wen Ming quickly looked at Qinghou and said, "Qinghou, you and Carol go and take down that main warship now, drive all the Aichenkoen people on it onto the escort ship, and then notify me."

I'll go and send them all, including the Western humans, back to their original universe, 838. Malena, you, Diana, and Hela, along with Charles and Eric, will work together to adjust the Mutant Council's system based on the Superhero Council.

Misaka Mikoto, you can learn from her.

Everyone nodded and went their separate ways.

Wen Ming then carried Mystique to the second floor.

The girl is going through a sensitive period of puberty and needs to be comforted.

I'm such a worrier and overly concerned boss.

Beast Hank watched the two figures walk away in silence for a long time before quickly throwing himself into the discussions of the Mutant Council.

……

"How's the progress on the boss's end?"

Harley Quinn lay on a beach chair, watching the Pearl Clan members of the Myostar busy packing up their belongings, feeling somewhat bored.

"According to the message that Malena sent back, Professor X, Magneto and the others have all been to the hotel."

The White Queen, Angel, Red Devil, and Torrent are confirmed to join the hotel, and they decide to help the Mutant Council find more mutants to join before their deaths.

The Mutant Council has been established in a war-torn country, just like the Marvel model. Although they only have a few members now, it is a good start.

The boss plans to first send back the flagship of the Aechion-Coen people to transport 600 million Mu aliens.

Hill's words made Harley Quinn's eyes light up: "Boss, you got everything sorted out so quickly?"

"That's right, it hasn't worked for three days."

Oh, by the way, the time flow ratio in the mutant universe is 1:5 compared to the metaverse, meaning it flows very fast.

Hill looked puzzled: "Why is the time flow in universe 838 so slow, 1:1?"

"Isn't 1:1 good?"

Peggy snorted, "I won't grow old so early, even if it's 1:1."

Harley Quinn laughed immediately: "Don't worry, the boss will keep you young forever. Haven't you noticed how good his inspirational quotes are for your skin?"

Captain Carter blushed slightly: "Let's speed things up. Moving 600 million people is no easy task."

"Let some go first, that is, let some go first."

Harley Quinn leaped from her beach chair: "Let's go and bring them the dawn."

……

The spiritual strength of the Pearl Clan is unmatched by any other race.

In just one day, all 600 million members of the tribe had learned human languages.

By the second day, they had evolved from an agricultural age of farming and fishing to an information age, and every moment they were working hard to decipher the information from the crashed warship.

When the flagship of the Aechion Coen people reappeared above Mu, none of their people were as ignorant as before; everyone now knew that the enormous creation was merely a product of technology.

This terrifying learning speed shocked everyone in the metaverse.

Even Hill became wary of them.

If all 600 million of them survive, their development speed might surpass that of the Pearl Clan in the original storyline within just a few decades.

However, a sentence sent back by Wen Ming immediately put Hill at ease.

"The Mu Star People didn't go to the City of a Thousand Stars. If they wanted to develop as quickly as before, it would take at least a hundred years, or even a thousand years. Technological breakthroughs are not easy without external forces."

In the original storyline, the reason why the Mu Star people were able to surpass all the races in Thousand Star City in just a few decades was that they absorbed the strengths of each race and secretly learned a lot of technology.

Of course, this is definitely due to their rapid learning speed, aided by their mental strength.

With no role models to learn from and only some dilapidated human warships, achieving a leap forward in time will not be so easy for them.

After all, the interstellar era requires a very strong industrial base and the support of mineral resources from multiple planets; it is difficult to sustain it with just one planet.

But no matter what, the Mu people are indeed a terrifying race.

In particular, they possess powerful mental strength.

In the past few days, after their beautiful princess, Princess Liho, calmed down, she has come to ask her every day when she will be taken away.

Her curiosity about the boss, whom she had never met, grew stronger and stronger.

Harley Quinn vividly described Wen Ming's power to her and told her, "The boss is saving a group of poor lives in another universe who are also in darkness."

"Poor lives, also deep in darkness?"

Princess Liho's brow furrowed again as she thought of her original fate.

Harley Quinn chuckled and said, "Don't worry, wherever the boss is, there will be light. He is the savior of the world."

"Can he save my six million people?"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Princess Liho's eyes. Harley Quinn laughed and said, "Look up. That spaceship that was originally going to crash into Planet Mu has now become an ark leading you to your new home, hasn't it?"

Yes, this is the ark from mythology.

Those Mu aliens who are willing to board the Ark will surely be saved.

The boss also plans to use this ark to save mutants, so it is also the mutants' ark.

"Hill, how about we name this warship the Ark?"

Upon hearing Harley Quinn's shout, Hill paused for a moment, then thought the name was quite good. She smiled and said, "You'll have to ask the boss what he thinks."

"That's easy, I'll just go find him."

Thinking of this, Harley Quinn immediately stood up, and Princess Riho followed suit eagerly. Seeing her like this, Harley Quinn knew that she really wanted to see Wen Ming.

But how could I possibly let you, my great god, meet me so soon, you little princess in distress?
Just wait and see. The longer you hold back, the more you'll want to become a follower of your boss.

Thinking of this, Harley Quinn waved to Princess Riho: "I'll go ask the boss if he has time to see you."

With that, Harley Quinn vanished from the spot.

Li Huo stood there for a long time before returning to her parents' side.

"Father, what should I do?"

"Wait a minute."

King Haban and Queen Aloi had already visited the Metaverse with their eldest son, Prince Suri, so they were already completely convinced of Wenming's abilities, even though they had never met him.

"Dad is also waiting to meet him."

King Haban looked at his daughter, wanting to tell her to cultivate a good relationship with the mysterious boss, but also worried that his daughter might be mistreated.

The different stances of being a ruler and a father have caused him great torment in the past few days.

Let's just hope that the mysterious boss will treat his daughter well.

Princess Liho looked up at the huge warship in space, where many of her people had already been transported.

Her heart was filled with bitterness.

Even if these people leave Mu Star, will they really be able to survive?

The mysterious boss, Harley keeps telling me you're a god.

Please grant the Mu people a miracle!
I'm willing to give anything for the Mu people!
……

"Boss, we're working ourselves to the bone over there, and you're riding your motorcycle here?"

When Harley Quinn arrived at Wen Ming's side, Wen Ming was riding the Serpent with Diana on his lap, heading towards a bar.

Upon seeing Harley Quinn, Wen Ming chuckled and said, "Diana wanted to learn to ride a motorcycle, so I taught her."

Harley Quinn smiled without saying a word, while Diana blushed deeply.

That's a lame excuse.

But Diana didn't dare to move. She could only sit obediently on the snake and greet Harley Quinn.

"Boss, I suggest naming that warship the Ark." Harley Quinn wasn't about to let Diana continue to embarrass herself, so she excitedly offered her suggestion.

"The Ark?"

Wen Ming thought about it and agreed: "Let's call it the Ark."

"YES!"

Harley Quinn pumped her fist: "I knew the boss would like it. Boss, keep riding, but make sure to floor the gas! I'm going to find Mystique and the others to play with."

"Be careful in this world, there are many advanced mutants hiding here."

Wen Ming gave a word of advice, and Harley Quinn immediately exclaimed happily, "Boss is so warm, ah, no, he must be very hot!"
"Diana, did your face get burned by the boss?"

No, that's not it.

Diana's already flushed face began to steam, and Harley Quinn disappeared on her somersault cloud with a grin.

Wen Ming felt Diana's body temperature rising rapidly and quickly tried to cool her down: "Don't mind her, she's just like this, acting crazy. Let's continue on our way."

"Okay, then drive slower."

Diana's eyes darted around, and Wen Ming leaned close to her ear and said, "Aren't you the one controlling the accelerator now?"

Upon hearing this, Diana suddenly tightened the accelerator, and the snake-like creature sped off the road, landing on a bumpy patch of land.

"Wow, that feels great!"

As the speed increased, Diana snapped out of her shyness and excitedly enjoyed the speed and passion.

Wen Ming had no idea what she was so excited about. "You can fly now, is this even more exciting than flying?"

The two bumped along the dirt road for several hours before finally stopping in front of a run-down country bar.

Diana, arm in arm with Wen Ming, pushed open the door and entered.

The old bar had a dozen or so tables, a pool table, and a few pinball machines. The bar was filled with slow, rustic folk songs and noisy chatter.

Everyone enjoyed the drinks.

The noise in the bar froze the moment Diana stepped in.

"Wow--"

All eyes, regardless of gender, were focused on Diana.

She was so beautiful she seemed otherworldly—her skin was like snow, her red lips were slightly upturned, her eyes were full of affection, her complexion was rosy, and she was blushing with shyness, like a goddess of love from mythology.

At this moment, she nestled against Wen Ming like a little bird, as if he were the only person left in the whole world.

The men's gazes shifted from admiration to jealousy, and finally to hostility, which they directed fiercely at Wen Ming.

Fake!

How could such a beautiful woman fall for such an ugly man?
And judging from her appearance, this beautiful woman must have been thoroughly fed.

Fake!

Good women are all being taken advantage of by pigs!

"Hey, monkey, you're not welcome here."

A burly man with a face full of scars staggered to his feet and pressed the cigarette in his hand straight at Wen Ming's chest.

Wen Ming didn't even lift his eyelids.

Swish!
Two long swords were silently placed against the big man's neck, the blades pressed against his skin, their chilling edge piercing to the bone.

"roll."

The burly man froze, cold sweat trickling down his forehead, but when he saw that the knife-wielders were actually two petite young girls, he immediately grinned:

"Little girl, you—"

Before the big man could finish speaking, 2B flicked his wrist.

chap!
The cigarette in the big man's hand instantly broke into more than a dozen pieces, which fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

A burst of laughter erupted in the bar.

"Well done! Hans, you've messed with the wrong person this time."

"Hans, you're getting soft now, aren't you? Hahaha, even a little girl can scare you to death."

"Wow, wow, this little girl is amazing! Want to grab a drink? My treat!"

"Have a drink? I doubt she's even 18! Little girl, go home and drink your milk!"

……

The jeers from the patrons turned Hans's face a deep purplish-red. He roared and swung his fist at 2B: "You're asking for it!"

Just when everyone in the bar thought 2B would be sent flying with a single punch, 2B simply lifted his foot lightly, like kicking away a fallen leaf, and touched his chest with his toe.

"Boom!!!"

Hans, weighing over 200 pounds, flew into the air and smashed three wooden tables, sending splinters of wood and bottles flying everywhere.

The bar was completely silent.

All that's left is the old stereo, still playing that slow, gentle country folk song.

All eyes were on 2B; no one could imagine how this little girl could possess such power.

At the same time, everyone's eyes fell on Wen Ming. It was obvious to everyone that Wen Ming was the master of this violent little girl.

Yes, he was also the boyfriend of that beautiful woman who was like Cupid.

Fake!

Who is he?
……

Wen Ming didn't look at the man lying on the ground groaning in pain. Instead, he walked slowly towards the bar, the sound of his boots striking the wooden floorboards particularly clear in the silence.

Five glasses of whiskey.

He tapped the table, his voice deep and resolute: "I want the strongest."

The bartender—who was also the owner of the run-down bar—squinted at him, but didn't make a move immediately.

Bar owners never welcome outsiders, especially those who come in and cause trouble.

As for who is right and who is wrong?

What does it have to do with him?

Wen Ming wasn't in a hurry. He simply took out ten $20 bills from his pocket and lined them up on the bar.

"This round is on me."

He said casually, "Consider the rest as a tip. As for the repair costs of the tables and chairs..."

After a pause, Wen Ming's gaze swept over the disheveled man on the ground: "Count as Hans, if that's his name."

A cheer erupted in the bar; some whistled, others slammed their fists on the table and laughed, "A big shot has arrived!"

The boss finally managed a smile, quickly setting out five glasses, from which the amber-colored liquor poured and swirled.

This kid at least knows the rules.

Moreover, I like this personality trait.

Wenming pushed the three glasses toward Diana, 2B, and A2 respectively, picked up a glass for himself, and then pushed the last glass toward the man sitting next to him—who was smoking a cigar, his rugged face hidden behind the smoke.

"It's on you," Wen Ming said.

The man turned his head, his eyes sharp as knives: "Do we know each other?"

Wen Ming raised his glass, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Hello, Wolverine."

The man frowned, and the cigar between his fingers paused slightly.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Wen Ming."

Wen Ming took a sip of his drink, the spicy liquid sliding down his throat, but his voice remained steady. "Although you're not Wolverine yet... I guess you wouldn't like to become him."

"Walter?"

The man narrowed his eyes, and his bone claws silently extended half an inch.

……

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