Meiman Killer Daily

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"If you don't have money, don't come here to drink. This is not a nursing home!"

At the back door of the stinky bar, under the pouring rain, the old man was beaten violently, his body covered with blood and ruined. He was thrown out of the bar by two big men and fell beside the trash can. The old man huddled up holding his head.

, letting his body be baptized by the heavy rain, hiding motionless in the corner.

"So miserable! You don't look like you just came out with me!"

Peter walked slowly from the dark corridor, stood in front of the old man, and opened his umbrella to protect him from the rain. The man raised his head and glanced at Peter, then continued holding his head, as if he was enjoying himself or giving up on himself.

"Don't worry about me, I'm just a loser now!"

Lying on the ground is Wolverine. The problem of his body's super recovery ability has not been solved. He gave up on himself and did not want to implicate the Hawkeye apprentice. He wandered away from Seattle and came to this chaotic place, Sacramento, which is not far from San Francisco.

Once a small city, it has now become one of the few "big" cities in the West, with tens of thousands of people gathered together. The person who rules here is a black man called the leader, who specializes in smuggling arms. In his small life, I heard that he wanted to be a

good.

Wolverine is tragic. In just one month, his body function has plummeted from the peak of thirty years old to around sixty years old. He knows very well that his death may come again, so he will

Leave Seattle, where people need hope and heroes, not a waste like yourself in your twilight years.

Even though Hawkeye's female apprentice Kate Bishop still respects Wolverine very much and can support this "old man", the rumors and all kinds of cynicism still make Wolverine lose his face. This man will die in hell.

A madman who has killed countless demons. A month can't alleviate the fluctuations, nor can he alleviate the stinging torture of self-esteem. Forty years after mankind needed him most, he has become a candle in the wind.

"That's not necessarily true. I've taken on a big order and need a horse boy. I think you're very pleasing to me. At least you and I have been through life and death. Do you want to consider it?"

"You need a piece of shit?!"

Wolverine pushed Peter away, and Peter was not upset. He took out the serum he had stolen from his arms and shook it in his hand. He squatted down. Wolverine thought that Peter was trying to persuade him, so he waved his hand and tried to take it away.

Peter pushed away, holding the serum in his arm and directly stabbed Wolverine's neck, and said in a low voice with a wicked smile.

"Hehe! I said it may not be so!"

"ah!"

"What did you do to me..."

Wolverine felt that his neck was so swollen that it was about to explode. After screaming, he raised his head and looked at Peter's evil smile. His whole body was like gasoline hitting flames. His dry old skin began to change, like an inflated balloon.

The white hair fell off, and new black hair grew out. The pain spread throughout the body, and the fragile bones became indestructible again. Although it was not at the level of Adamantium, it had reached the pinnacle of humankind.

The super serum extracted from Captain America is one-tenth of what ordinary people can barely accept without being equipped with instruments. Now a whole bottle has been pierced into Wolverine's body without any warning, knocking out all the blood in Wolverine's body.

All genes were swept away, allowing Wolverine to return to the peak of his life once again.

"ah……"

"The super serum is 100% concentrated extracted from Captain America. From now on, his blood will flow through your body!"

Kneeling on the ground and roaring loudly, Peter stood up again and opened the umbrella again. Wolverine's eyes became sharp, and he stood up from the ground and asked Peter

"Where's Steve?"

"Dead."

Peter's indifferent explanation made Wolverine a little dazed, and then he took a deep breath to confirm again.

"Did you kill him?"

"Otherwise."

"What a blessing..."

Peter's nod made Wolverine laugh. Although he didn't know why Peter killed Captain America, Wolverine knew that the super serum was something Peter couldn't play with. The super serum extracted from Captain America was now injected into his own body.

In the past forty years, Captain America may have been more miserable than himself. When he finally saw Peter, it must have been a very happy thing to be killed by Peter. At least the battle between Peter and Captain America seemed to have happened before.

It is also a main theme.

"A drink?"

Peter turned around and looked at the back door of the bar to ask. Wolverine's hands protruded with wolf claws, and the corners of his mouth were raised in excitement. A minute ago, someone seemed to have called him an old loser. What kind of old thing was he? He was not worthy of coming to the bar. He even planned to send himself to a nursing home. How could he still do it?

Without thanking him, he took steps to answer.

"Not just for a drink! Give me a minute to settle a personal score!"

…

"ah!"

"You bastard!"

"Don't come over!"

"That's enough. This is the leader's base. How dare you..."

In a messy bar, Peter sat at the bar, holding a bottle of brandy and pouring himself one glass after another. Dozens of people fell to the ground behind him. Blood was the main color of the wooden board. Wolverine was grabbing a two-meter-tall strong man.

Punch after punch to reshape him, more than twenty minutes passed, and Wolverine finally finished venting. He shook off the blood on his hands and sat next to Peter. He took away the brandy bottle and poured the drink into himself.

throat

"I just learned about the entire United States. The Red Skull does not really regard the West as a borderland. The Los Angeles we visited is a dead city. That is because nuclear radiation covers the northwest. The area from San Diego to Los Angeles is about the same size.

It is the real no-man’s land. Of course, with the retreat of nuclear radiation in recent years, many people have been forced to look for hope of survival in no-man’s land.”

After drinking the entire bottle of brandy, Wolverine smashed the bottle with his hand, looked at Peter and spoke out what he had seen.

"Seattle and Portland, these two cities now belong to the rebels and are controlled by a man called Falcon. They call themselves the American Redeemer. Kate Bishop is just a small leader there. It's a pity that they have too few people.

The resources we have are also very scarce, and trying to save the United States is sheer nonsense."

"Yes... no one can save the United States now. The war 40 years ago actually caused the United States to fall apart..."

Peter nodded and held the empty wine glass with emotion. Looking at the pattern on the glass, Wolverine frowned and knocked on the bar.

"Tell me about the list you asked me for. What exactly is it that requires you to find me?"

Peter turned to face Wolverine and looked at him, took out a golden invitation from his arms, placed it on the bar and pushed it in front of Wolverine.

"Someone has a sudden idea and hopes that I will use a very correct method to save the North American continent. I feel that it is not very reliable to do it alone, so I need your help!" (To be continued)