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

Deep in Taoshan.

A figure was squatting beside a stream.

Wolverine.

He wore a tight-fitting orange fluorescent vest with the words "Ecological Observer" printed in large black letters on the back, making him stand out against the snow.

"FXXK," he cursed, looking down at the makeshift wooden fishing rod in his hand.

The fishing line was a thick thread he found in the house for sewing shoe soles, and the fishhook was an iron nail that he had bent.

Without bait, they relied entirely on Jiang Ziya's methods.

What kind of nonsense is this?

If Stryker saw him like this, he'd probably laugh himself to death.

Once the ultimate killing weapon, it now hides in the deep mountains and forests of Northeast China, fishing.

He smashed a hole the size of a washbasin into the ice.

The current was swift, and occasionally a fish would dart by, but none of them would bite the iron nail.

Suddenly, Wolverine's ears twitched slightly, his keen hearing catching the dull thud of snow being crushed in the distance.

"Crunch."

"Crunch."

Logan dropped his broken fishing rod and stood up, and a huge creature squeezed out from the edge of the woods.

A fully grown Siberian black bear can stand over two meters tall. Its thick black fur is covered with ice crystals, and its fat jiggles as it walks.

The black bear had originally come to the stream to catch fish. Looking up, it bumped into a bipedal ape wearing a fluorescent vest standing in front of it.

The roar shook the snow off the treetops.

An ordinary person would probably have collapsed to the ground. But he was Wolverine, and he even took a big step forward.

The bear's roar completely ignited its fighting instincts.

The black bear froze on the spot. "Oh? Instead of running away, it's walking towards me?"

"Come on, big guy!"

Wolverine growled, his fists clenched, the flesh at his knuckles rolled back, and his adamantium claws seemed ready to spring forth.

Just as he was about to tear the beast apart.

An image of Stephen Chow tapping a table with a red pen popped into my mind.

The agent, with a serious expression, explained the law to him.

The video also features Zhao Dezhu's voiceover: "Old Jin, these guys are precious. If you touch even a single hair on their heads, I'll have to write a three-thousand-word self-criticism."

"Black bear! A Class II protected animal in China!"

"I'm going to go in and operate the sewing machine, no matter what!"

Wolverine froze, and his claws retracted.

"Screw the protection law!"

The black bear disregarded the protection law. Seeing that the upright ape dared to provoke it, it pounced on all fours and arrived in the blink of an eye!

The bear's claws, carrying a foul stench, slammed down on your head.

Wolverine dug his legs into the snow, and as he used his waist and abdomen to lift his arms, he met the bear paw that was bigger than his face.

"Bang!"

The snow trembled, and white mist rose.

The bear paw slammed into my forearm.

The black bear felt as if it had been struck on a solid steel plate; the recoil traveled up the bone, and its entire arm went numb.

Those tiny bear eyes widened in surprise.

This feels wrong!

Wolverine grinned, his bear paw protruding, and said, "You really think I'm a sanitation worker if I don't use my claws?"

He grabbed the black bear's thick arm and roared, "Get up!"

With a roar, he swung the adult black bear, weighing several hundred kilograms, into the air, sending it tracing a half-circle.

"Duang!!!"

The black bear crashed to the ground, sinking into the snowdrift, its head buzzing, completely bewildered.

I've always been able to walk sideways in the forest my whole life, when have I ever suffered such injustice?

Before it could even get up, the upright ape in the orange vest had already mounted it.

"Bang!" A punch landed on the bear's face.

"Bang!"

Another punch.

Wolverine didn't use his claws; he relied entirely on his physical strength to unleash his power.

Punch after punch, making the black bear howl in pain.

A man and a bear rolled around in the snow, the black bear struggling to open its mouth to bite his shoulder.

He ignored it and let the bear's teeth gnaw at his shoulder.

"Crack!" The black bear's teeth struck a hard object, causing it to cry out in pain.

Five minutes later, the battle ended.

Wolverine sat cross-legged in the snow, panting heavily, his bite and scratch wounds rapidly healing.

Not far away, the black bear scrambled and stumbled into the forest, looking back as it ran, its eyes filled with grievance and fear.

This guy is untouchable! When did this living devil appear in this forest?!

He watched the black bear flee in disarray and laughed heartily.

That was fucking awesome!

noon.

Wolverine carried two fish back to the front of the cabin. He had just thrown the fish into the wooden basin and grabbed a stool to prepare to kill them when he heard a rustling sound from the side.

Turning my head, I saw a purplish-brown ball of fur squatting on the pile of firewood.

That was a sable.

This little creature is incredibly bold, staring intently at the fish in the basin with its bright black eyes.

He recognized the thing.

Stephen Chow highlighted these as Class I protected wastes, the kind that could land you in jail for ten years if you touch them.

The sable climbed down the log, strolled to his feet, straightened up, and used its front paws to scratch at his mud-covered boots.

Wolverine dared not move, fearing that he might accidentally crush the fragile little creature into a pulp.

"Get lost." Wolverine said dryly, putting on a fierce expression.

The sable tilted its head, scurried up Logan's trouser leg to his thigh, and settled down peacefully.

Wolverine's mind went blank as he looked down at the ball of fur on his leg.

The mutant, who had killed countless people, even held his breath. His rough fingers hovered in mid-air, unsure whether to fall or retract.

A few minutes later, perhaps finding the paw pads too hard, the sable jumped down, turned its head, picked up a fish from the basin, and disappeared into the snowdrift.

Wolverine shook his head, got up, and walked to the pile of logs in the corner of the yard.

Six Adamantium alloy claws burst out of the body.

In less than half an hour, enough firewood to last half a month had been piled up into a small mountain at the base of the wall. He looked at the pile of firewood and grinned.

Night falls.

Night falls. Steam rises from a natural geothermal hot spring on the back of Taoshan Mountain.

Wolverine took off his orange vest, unbuckled his belt, and stepped into the scalding hot spring water.

"call……"

The hot water envelops the whole body, and the cold that has been ingrained in the bones for years, along with the oppressive feeling brought by the Adamantium alloy, is dissolved by the natural hot spring.

He leaned against the smooth stone and looked up, his head filled with countless stars.

He leaned against a rock, looking up at the starry sky above him.

In these deep mountains, I'm just an ordinary forest ranger who's just had a fight with a bear. That's good enough.

Just as he was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed from the snow-covered shore.

Wolverine opened his eyes and looked over; something was approaching!

It's small in size but extremely fast!

He stood up from the water, ready to unleash his steel claws.

"thump!"

A round object jumped from the shore into the hot spring pool and landed right in front of him.

Upon closer inspection, he saw a roe deer from Northeast China, soaking wet, splashing around in the water and looking at him with clear, foolish eyes.

A man and a roe deer gaze at each other in the hot spring.

"..."

Wolverine took a deep breath, held back his claws that were about to spring out, wiped the water off his face, and pointed at the silly roe deer through gritted teeth.

"Are you some kind of protected animal?!"

The silly roe deer snorted and splashed water all over his face again.

It rested its head on a rock by the hot spring pool and closed its eyes comfortably.

Wolverine wiped his face and leaned back, completely losing his temper.

He looked at the unsuspecting wild animal, then looked up at the starry sky.

This forest in Northeast China is fucking eerie.