American comic: From Beijing with Love, starting with a mutant.

Stephen Chow's hand rested on the doorknob of the wooden house.

As the director of the Overseas Introduction Office of Bureau 749, one must make a grand entrance when facing transnational invading evil forces.

He even thought of his lines.

The door hadn't even been opened yet.

He felt a weight on his shoulder as Wolverine's large hand pressed down on him.

"Ouch! Old Jin, be gentle! I just stole this coat, so if it gets wrinkled, it's your responsibility!"

"Wait a minute."

Wolverine wrinkled his nose and took two deep breaths.

"What's wrong? Is the water on the stove boiling? Or did the goose you stewed last night burn?"

"Keep the change, please."

Wolverine gestured with his chin towards the window.

"That stench has soaked into the snow in the yard. He's right outside the door."

Stephen Chow withdrew his hand and curled his lip: "It's a real waste of your talent not to be used for customs inspections of smuggling."

Wolverine glanced at him, said nothing, and turned to walk towards the wooden door.

The door hinge let out a painful groan as the two men stepped out of the threshold, one after the other.

In the wind and snow, a dark shadow more than two meters tall stood under a birch tree ten meters away.

Victor Creed. Sabre-toothed tiger.

This guy is ruthless.

In the deep forests of Northeast China, where temperatures were below minus thirty degrees Celsius, he was wearing only a tattered black leather jacket.

The jacket was zipped up, revealing a muscular chest covered in chest hair.

As Wolverine emerged, Sabretooth grinned, revealing his canine teeth.

"Jimmy..." The saber-toothed tiger's voice was filled with bloodthirsty excitement as it stepped forward, crunching through the snow.

"My good brother...you think you can escape by hiding at the ends of the earth? I can smell the rot in your bones..."

"Did you lose your mind?"

A deep, resonant voice with a strong Northeastern accent abruptly interrupted the saber-toothed tiger's carefully prepared, melodramatic spellcasting.

Wolverine took two steps forward and pointed at Sabretooth's feet.

"What nonsense are you spouting here in the middle of the night? It's minus thirty degrees Celsius, and you're showing off your chest like you're living in a heated brick bed? Showing off your chest hair to keep warm, what's wrong with that?"

The saber-toothed tiger was dumbfounded.

Before Wolverine could finish, he added, "And another thing! You'd better watch out for those long fingernails! If you trample on our newly planted red pine seedlings, Director Zhao will dock my pay, and you'll have to cover it!"

"I still need to buy scallions and dipping sauce this month! Don't give me any more trouble!"

The veins on the saber-toothed tiger's forehead throbbed wildly.

Not right.

This is so wrong!

That's not how the script was written!

Where did Jimmy, the lone wolf who was once filled with hatred, go?!

Who is this spineless bastard in front of me, looking at the saplings with the same concern as the old man at the village entrance?!

"What...what nonsense are you spouting!"

Enraged, the saber-toothed tiger swung its claws, snapping a thick birch tree beside it in two with a crack, sending splinters flying.

"Hey! What are you doing? What are you doing?!"

Stephen Chow, wrapped in Tsao Ta-hua's wool coat, jumped down the steps, slapping his thigh in distress.

"Destroying state-owned forestry assets! Have you no regard for the law?!"

"This tree must have been growing for at least five years! Can you afford to waste five years of your youth on it?!"

"I'll give you the market price of two hundred yuan!"

"Add to that the funeral expenses, cremation fees, and urn costs for the two deaths you just caused down the mountain! And the compensation for the families' emotional distress, lost wages, and transportation costs!"

Stephen Chow took off his hat, pointed at his nose, and started cursing.

"This constitutes malicious extortion against the Huaxia Ecological Reserve! If you can't come up with 50,000 yuan in cash compensation today, don't even think about leaving this mountain! Scan the code or pay in cash?"

The saber-toothed tiger stared at the human who only reached its chest and was wearing a dog-skin hat.

"Is this your new pet?"

The saber-toothed tiger grinned menacingly at its little brother, "Looks like it has tender skin and flesh, it must taste delicious, right?"

"Drink my ass! You think you can hide in the snow and I won't find you? No way! A man like you, who doesn't care about hygiene and has such a strong body odor, is as conspicuous and outstanding as a dead rat in a stinking ditch, no matter where you are!"

"You smell like you haven't bathed in centuries! You almost made me throw up from that pot of stewed goose!"

"If you can't afford soap, just say so. I have sulfur soap here that costs two yuan a bar, but since you're a relative of Old Jin, I'll sell it to you for eighty yuan!"

The saber-toothed tiger was completely enraged.

He has been running rampant in America for so many years, when has he ever been scolded by an ordinary human being?

They're selling a bar of sulfur soap for eighty dollars?

"I'm going to tear your mouth apart first!"

With a roar, the saber-toothed tiger pounced on Stephen Chow on all fours like a real wild beast.

Stephen Chow stood still, without moving an inch.

"Whoosh!"

Six adamantium alloy claws blocked Zhou Xingxing's path, and the saber-toothed tiger was shaken and rolled backward twice.

Wolverine stood to the side and in front of Stephen Chow.

"Victor. I'm on the government payroll now, I'm a government employee. If you come here and kill someone, you're taking away my livelihood."

Wolverine swung his claws: "Destroying someone's livelihood is like killing their parents. Today, I have to demand an explanation for the people of Linshengtun!"

The saber-toothed tiger climbed out of the snow pit and looked at its younger brother, whose face seemed to say, "Workers are not to be trifled with."

My family members were drenched in sweat.

That's how I feel about saber-toothed tigers right now.

Even though he was wearing a leather jacket and trying to look cool in minus thirty degrees Celsius, he was actually sweating now.

What the hell kind of magical place is this?!

The style of the painting before him was truly subverting his understanding.

The reason he deliberately chopped down that tree was because his fingers were frozen and he wanted to get his blood flowing.

He fully expected that his little brother would react the same way he had done countless times before when he saw him appear.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he had lost his mind.

He roared and charged forward to fight him to the death.

The two were tearing at each other in the snow, in a pool of blood, their claws piercing each other's bodies.

That's the kind of romance that mutants should have!

That was the destined showdown!

The results of it?

The little guy was wearing that ugly, bulky, tattered cotton-padded coat, and he was arguing with him over a few broken saplings.

Why should we reason with him about this damn job?

The ordinary human next to him, wearing a dog-skin hat, was even calculating how much a tree was worth and trying to extort 50,000 yuan from him?!

The saber-toothed tiger found its dignity being brutally rubbed against the black soil of Northeast China.

My little brother has been completely tamed by this damned land into a watchdog that cares deeply for the saplings!

Unforgivable!

Unforgivable!

"Jimmy! You disgust me!"

"Now that you've become this weakling, I'll dismantle your iron frame and take it back to Stryker!"

"Shut up!"

Wolverine retorted without holding back.

"Stryker is nothing! Can he pay for my social insurance and housing fund? Can he give me a winter clothing allowance? Can he let me soak in hot springs every day?"

"You're just an unregistered resident without even health insurance, what right do you have to yell at me, a legitimate, employed person!"

Stephen Chow then delivered the finishing blow from behind.

"Did you hear that? The benefits and perks of our 749th Division are something you bunch of illegal American laborers would never understand!"

The saber-toothed tiger was trembling with rage; he couldn't listen to any more.

"Go to hell!"

Wolverine charged at him.

"Come on! Today I'll teach you what the iron fist of socialism really is!"