People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

To be honest, Donald never thought that a sniper shot from a hundred meters away would miss, and the reason for the miss was so ridiculous: the bullet was caught between someone's fingers.

It was so ridiculous that he was stunned for a long time and forgot to shoot the second Adamant metal bullet.

Yes, he had three bullets ready.

Two are reserved for Big and Little Logan, and one is just in case.

In fact, Donald only applied for two. His confidence stemmed from his own business ability and the mechanical hand that never shook the slightest when he pulled the trigger.

"Stay alive." Mike said to old Logan: "I have something to ask him."

After speaking, he disappeared in place.

The next second, he appeared next to Donald.

"Are you still shooting?" Mike asked Donald.

"No." Donald replied stiffly.

"I can't even think about it."

As he spoke, Mike held the barrel of the gun and easily folded it into a teapot spout.

Donald stiffened even more.

Mike picked up a box from Donald's side. It was a very delicate box, and there were two Adamant metal bullets in it.

"Your research institute is really rich. Look at Laura, X-24, and Adamant metal bullets. No, Adamant metal cannot be bought with money. Your research institute is really awesome. I You don’t think Les, a scholar who focuses on academic research, is so capable, what do you think?” Mike asked Donald.

Donald: "..."

What's the answer?

It feels like there are pits at both ends.

If you say "No, you are wrong, Les is so awesome.", then... Death, cause of death: Your life is in the hands of others, how dare you fight? !

If you say "I don't know", then... death, cause of death: I don't know anything, and the waste should be destroyed.

If you say "yes", it seems that you can only say yes, and the person in front of you doesn't give any other options at all.This reminded Donald of previous interrogations of others, only this time, he became the one being interrogated.

"Yes." Donald nodded bitterly.

"Very good, then next question." Mike asked with a smile: "Who is the person who helped Les become so awesome? Can you tell me?"

Donald shook his head repeatedly: "I'm just a pawn, how can I know about high-level affairs."

"Oh." Mike looked at Donald's robotic arm and said, "A pawn can also install such a high-tech robotic arm. Does your organization have too many resources to use up? If so, I am a good person and can help consume them."

Donald was silent.

Suddenly a robotic arm grabbed Mike - this was the final struggle.

But Mike's hand seemed to have been waiting there for a long time. He grabbed the wrist of the robotic arm, pulled and twisted it, and lifted the robotic arm directly while Donald screamed.

The mechanical arm was connected to flesh and nerves, and Donald was rolling on the ground in pain.

Mike pinned the rolling Donald with his foot and said, "You have one more chance."

Donald's face was pale and there was sweat on his forehead. He looked at Mike with a murderous look.

For a moment, he even forgot about the pain.

It's a joke to say how loyal Donald is to the organization.He is a vulture, going wherever there is carrion.It’s just that he knows how terrifying any organization is and how miserable the consequences of betrayal will be.

However, compared to dying now, betrayal can at least survive, right?

Maybe a miracle will happen...

Donald swallowed hard and said, "I don't know much. I can say it, but you can't kill me."

"Okay." Mike nodded, "You won't make me swear, will you?"

Donald shook his head: "No need, the value of a person like me in your eyes is not worth breaking a promise."

Mike laughed and said: "That's a good explanation."

"The Essex Company, I know its name, that's all," said Donald.

"Essex Company..." Mike thought for a moment and said, "I've heard of it, but I'm not familiar with it."

At this time, a helicopter took off.

A missile shot towards Mike with a tail flame, but the latter disappeared instantly.Donald was left standing there, staring at the missiles that were launched, and could only curse: "The Fake Squid is tired of cutting wood!"

Mike did not kill him, but he had no obligation, right?

It was one of their own who killed Donald.

To be honest, Mike is a little disappointed with Donald. In the comics, Donald is a mechanical genius, and mechanical arms and other things are just childish for him.Moreover, Donald in the comics is a completely transformed cyborg. As long as his head is on, he will not die.

The helicopter in the sky was preparing to launch the second missile, and Mike reached out to hold it.

The helicopter suddenly turned into a brilliant firework in the night sky.

At this time, Little Logan and X-24 had already decided the winner.The fighting methods chosen by the two are almost the same: only attack but not defend, and strive for self-healing ability.

Obviously, the original beats the pirated version.

X-24 lay on the ground, covered in holes and scratches from his claws.He looked at the sky with no dying fear in his eyes.

Old Logan broke through the mercenary's defense, placed his claws on Dr. Rice's neck, and said: "Tell your men to stop."

"Stop, everyone put down their weapons!" Under the threat of death, Dr. Rice is not a strong person.

The commander of the mercenaries and soldiers is Donald, and Dr. Rice can only command them by giving orders to Donald.The problem is, Donald is dead and exploded into a pile of minced meat.

After a few seconds, the first soldier lowered his weapon.With the first one, there will soon be a second one, a third one...

Mike came to Old Logan, motioned for him to remove his paw, and said, "Be respectful to intellectuals."

Mike said: "I heard that you single-handedly exterminated mutants?"

Dr. Rice raised his chest and raised his head, saying, "It's an exaggeration."

Mike: "I think so too."

Dr. Rice: "..."

Mike waved, motioning for Dr. Rice to follow him, and asked: "Would you like tea? I have the three major black teas in the world: Darjeeling, Ceylon, and Keemun black tea..."

Dr. Rice straightened his collar: "Do you think this will make me open my mouth and betray the organization?"

"Oh, can't you?" Mike turned around, slapped Dr. Rice to the ground with a slap from the air, and said, "What about this?"

Old Logan: "..."

Is this what you mean by respecting intellectuals?

Dr. Rice spat out a mouthful of blood, and there was panic in his eyes.

Mike was condescending, looking down at Dr. Rice and said: "Donald said 'Essex Company', so I let him go. Well... he is dead, but it has nothing to do with me. He was killed accidentally by your own people. You also have to Say something useful before you can leave."

"Donald...traitor!" Dr. Rice said with a flash of disdain in his eyes, "Come on, kill him, I'm not afraid of death!"

"I didn't say I wanted to kill you. Why are you so anxious?" Mike blinked and said, "What I want to ask is, are you afraid of pain?"

"I hate getting children involved in disputes. So you'd better not be afraid of pain." Mike's eyes turned cold and biting, "Because I will try all the experiments you do on children on you. Once again."

Dr. Rice shuddered.

Be silent.

It seems that this person's spirit is similar to that of "the water is too cold".