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They were just a group of low-life gangsters and a middle-aged man who was smart. To Mike and the others, it was just a small episode.

Now that she was awake, Gabriella cooked a pot of Mexican-style polenta for everyone as a midnight snack.

Then she pulled the struggling Laura to bed.

Others were sitting on the sofa watching TV. Before twelve o'clock, the two Wolverines were snoring like drums, one after another, with a rhythm like a disco.

After the hotel owner left, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The angrier he became, the more painful the injury on his face became.

He didn't dare call the police.

The hotel is right here. If the police are called and one of them escapes, what will he do?He can run, but a monk who can run can't run away from the temple unless the hotel doesn't want him.

If the hotel is no longer available, how will he make a living?

He didn't dare to go home.

He was afraid that his brother-in-law would be waiting for him at home.

Even if his brother-in-law is not here, if the damn fat lady knows that he has lost ten thousand dollars in vain, he will probably spend the next month in the intensive care unit of the hospital.

After thinking for a while, his mind twitched, and he took a turn. The middle-aged man, who had nowhere to go, found himself back near the hotel.

Simply, he found a green belt, lay down, and stared at the main entrance of the hotel.

He was not evil, he just wanted to see what these people wanted to do.

Lying down, falling asleep.It wasn't until midnight that the loud sound of the helicopter propeller woke him up.

Oh my god...the hotel owner saw two armed helicopters parked in a nearby open space.

A light armored vehicle opened the way, followed by several off-road vehicles, all with heavy machine guns mounted on the roof.

Heavily armed soldiers filed out of the vehicles one after another, using the vehicles as fortifications to form a circular blockade of the hotel.

The hotel owner's mouth opened wide and he couldn't close it.

He didn't know who the guests were who booked the hotel, or who was surrounding the hotel, but he knew that he couldn't get involved in this kind of thing, including his brother-in-law's Black Sun Gang.

The hotel owner stuffed half of his fist into his open mouth to prevent himself from screaming.Like an insect, he kept his body as close to the ground as possible, squirming into the flowers.

Helicopters make a lot of noise, especially at night.Fortunately, it is relatively remote here. The hotel stands alone near the road, with no other buildings within a hundred meters around it.

There were people a hundred meters away who wanted to watch, but the soldier didn't even warn them and just hit them at their feet.

If you want to watch, the fare is your life, come?

The cold-faced soldiers, ferocious firearms, and simple and crude methods directly dissuaded the curious people.

Zander Rice got out of the car, followed by the security director and the leader of the "Predators", Donald Pierce.

Dr. Rice took out his night vision binoculars and saw three people at the door of the hotel: two Wolverines and an unidentified young man.

The young man held the tea cup in his hand and took a sip of tea. He seemed to notice the prying eyes and looked over.Looking at the smiling young man in the field of view of the telescope, Dr. Rice's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

He asked Donald Pierce: "Is that young man a mutant?"

Donald shook his head: "He didn't take action. He looked like an ordinary person."

Dr. Rice couldn't help but said: "Facing such a big battle, ordinary people would be so shocked."

Why are you out of your mind and you still treat me as a fool... Dr. Rice couldn't help but get angry.

Donald sneered: "No matter who he is, after tonight, he will be a corpse. So, don't care about those details.

At this time, two soldiers carried down a large box two meters long.

The box contains a heavy sniper rifle customized by Donald.

The bullets are Adamant metal bullets, specially made for Wolverine.

Donald moved the robotic arm, lifted the box that required two soldiers to lift with one hand, and walked towards the preset sniper point.

Dr. Rice said: "The higher ups are very dissatisfied with allowing cloned products to escape from the institute, and the pursuit is not going well. The higher ups will not tolerate waste that keeps making mistakes. You have to take care of yourself. I'm afraid tonight is the last chance."

Donald sneered: "Say it as if you have no responsibility."

Nominally, Dr. Rice is the head of Alkali, while Donald is just the institute's head of security.However, in fact, the two people do not belong to each other, and each is responsible for his own part.

Les snorted coldly, motioned for the person behind him to follow, and they walked towards the hotel together.

He came ten meters away from Mike and the others and stood still.Dr. Rice spread his hands, indicating that he had no weapons, and said:

"It didn't have to come to this, but it did, unfortunately."

He looked at the two Logans and said: "The company had actually noticed that you were living in seclusion at the border of Mexico. It just felt that you had no value, so it left you to fend for yourself. It turned out to be all an illusion. I want to know. , which organization is behind your mutant cloning?"

Rice thought Logan Jr. was a clone of Logan Sr.It's normal for him to have this idea. After all, no one would just think about traveling through space dimensions.In fact, standing behind him was Luo's clone X-24.

Old Logan spat and said: "What organization? Not everyone is as inhumane as you. If you want to fight, fight!"

Dr. Rice said: "Originally, my mission was just to recover X-23 and destroy it. When things have developed to this point, I'm afraid... well, it just happened that old and new grudges have come together."

He stared at Wolverine and asked, "Do you remember Dale Rice?"

Old Logan said: "Should I remember him?"

Dr. Rice said: "He was once in charge of a project: the Weapon X program, and was later killed by someone who escaped."

As he said this, memories came to light. The Weapon X program was an unbearable past event in Wolverine's life, which completely changed his destiny.

Old Logan sneered: "It was him. I am very happy to kill him myself. Are you his son? It is indeed the same stench..."

There was endless hatred in Dr. Rice's eyes.

The negotiations broke down, or there was no basis for success in the first place.

"kill!"

Dr. Rice gave an order to X-24 behind him.

X-24 is a clone of Wolverine, but his self-healing ability is several notches weaker than that of the original Wolverine, and he fights entirely on instinct.

Little Logan took the initiative to fight.

One-on-one, it is not difficult to win, not difficult for little Logan, but there are a bunch of soldiers with heavy weapons supporting X-24, so it will definitely take some effort.

"what!"

Old Logan lunged at Dr. Rice.

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud bang that echoed through the night sky.

A bullet - an Adamant metal bullet - shot into Old Logan's head.

However, two fingers suddenly appeared.

Caught the bullet.

Old Logan was sweating on his forehead. He had experienced the taste of Ayman's metal bullets. It was that bullet that caused him to lose most of his memories in his life.Including his former lover Silver Fox.

"Thanks." Old Logan said.

He didn't want to lose any more precious memories.

"You're welcome."

Mike raised his head and looked at the roof a hundred meters away.