Outside the gas station convenience store, not far away in the open space around the Volkswagen, a few old Mohist came out of a van. Looking at the expensive car, they were obviously excited.
Very few people would drive a Volkswagen here. After all, rich people basically wouldn't come to such a place to rest at night.
It seemed like the owner of the parked Volkswagen might have rented the car, but this group of people didn't care. As long as they could make money, the others wouldn't care even if they died.
"Remove the wheels, take the money, and leave. Don't cause any trouble.”
"If you break the wheel again this time, I'll make you pay.”
"Quick, do it!"
"Go away. Didn't you guys eat?”
"F * ck, do you think you're here for a party? Turn off the radio. If the police come, we won't be able to leave.”
A few Mo's were squatting by the rear wheels of the car, fiddling with the wheels with tools in their hands. Their faces were filled with excitement, perhaps because the light was too dim.
Neither of them noticed that there was someone lying in the backseat.
He only cared about lowering his head and fiddling with the tires of the car. Moreover, because he used too much strength, the shaking of the car became more and more intense, and the entire body of the car shook.
"Uh…"
"F * ck!"
Logan was sitting in the back seat of the Ferrari. Howlett had just finished drinking and was lying down. He was a little sleepy and was ready to sleep. He would drive out late at night.
He did not expect that after lying down for a few minutes, someone would come up to look for trouble. Moreover, from the sounds of this group of people, it seemed that they were interested in his car.
This made Logan. Howlett couldn't help but curse in a low voice. He staggered to his feet, opened the car door, got out, and walked around the front of the car.
"Hey! Don't lose the nut, brother."
"Hurry up, put them in the car."
"Alright, be gentle. We have to go, guys. Hurry up.”
Sure enough, there were a few Spanish speaking Mr. Mo surrounding the rear wheel. One of them was squatting and twisting the nut on the tire. The person behind him holding a flashlight could not help but urge him.
"Hey, guys, these nuts are all plated.”
"Look at these tires. The coating has been scratched by you all.”
Uncle Wolf swept his drunken gaze over Lun Tai. He did not use violence like when he was younger. Instead, he stood where he was and tried to convince these hooligans.
He no longer had the fighting spirit he used to have, and he wanted to deal with many things lightly.
"F * ck."
The few old men slowly turned around and looked at him. The leader of the group had a fierce look in his eyes as he sized up the old man with white hair. His tone was full of threat as he said coldly,"Old man, are you sure?"
The old Uncle Wolf supported himself on the car with one hand. His weathered face was full of dispiritedness as he said weakly,"This car is rented. No one will spend money to drive one."
Bang!
However, before he could finish his sentence, the leader, Old Mo, raised the short-barreled gun in his hand and pulled the trigger. In an instant, the sound of gunfire rang out in the boundless desert.
Uncle Wolf's chest received a huge impact and fell to the ground.
"You're courting death. Continue working."
The leader of the group, Old Mo, had a look of viciousness and contempt in his eyes. He gripped his handgun tightly and spoke in a cold tone. Killing someone on the streets of Santa fe was nothing to be afraid of, not to mention that the target was an old man with no strength or background.
After saying that, the few Old Mohist turned around and prepared to continue working.
However, when they turned around, the bloody hole in Uncle Wolf's chest stopped bleeding. He felt the pain in his body and cursed in a low voice," Damn it."”
Uncle Wolf stood up and stared at Old Mo, who was still working on the rear wheel.
However, Uncle Wolf's movement once again attracted the attention of a few people.
Old Mo's head held the flashlight in disbelief." How could this be?"
He was absolutely sure that after pulling the trigger just now, the bullet had definitely penetrated this guy's chest. How could he still stand up? This was absolutely impossible!
"To be honest, you will regret this.”
Uncle Wolf lowered his body slightly. His eyes were like those of a ferocious wolf in the dark night. To be precise, he was an old wolf in its twilight years. His eyes were filled with ruthlessness.
but...
It gave people the feeling that even an old wolf was enough to crush them into pieces!
As soon as he finished speaking!
"Ugh!"
Uncle Wolf raised his hands drunkenly, and the sharp steel claws on his fists slowly extended. However, when he lowered his head, he realized that the steel claws were getting shorter and shorter.
"Take care of him!"
Old Mo's pupils constricted, and his trembling voice made him seem a little afraid. Then, he took advantage of Uncle Wolf's daze as he looked at Steel Claw.
He suddenly raised his fist and swung it at Uncle Wolf's temple!
Bang!
Uncle Wolf, who was in a daze, was knocked back a few steps by the sudden punch. However, he quickly found control and stabbed the arm of a person on the right with his steel claws.
"Ah!"
The man gripped his pistol tightly, but before he could pull the trigger, it was torn apart!
"F * ck! Kill him! This guy is a mutant!"
If Old Mo still did not realize the identity of the person in front of him, he would have lived for so many years in vain. Although it had been many years since the birth of new mutants, the older generation of mutants had not died out.
They were still struggling to survive in some corner of the world.
He did not expect to meet one today.
Hearing this, the rest of the Mos did not dare to be negligent. They raised their guns and pulled the trigger. Instantly, the muzzle of the gun filled the air.
"Go to hell! Don't take a taxi!"
Uncle Wolf caught a glimpse of someone shooting at the car from the corner of his eye. His expression changed drastically and he rushed over in a sorry state. He used his body to block a few bullets.
However, his old body was obviously unable to withstand the continuous shots of the gun like his young self. After a while, he staggered and leaned over.
Seeing this.
Old Mo, who was beside him, stepped forward and kicked Uncle Wolf to the ground. He immediately shouted to the people around him,"Hurry up and kill him!"
In the next second, the rest of the people rushed forward to punch and kick him to vent their anger. Old Mo even raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at Uncle Wolf's head.
He was about to pull the trigger and get rid of this dangerous mutated human.
At this moment, a tender voice came from behind them." What are you doing?”
Chen Tian, who had been staying in the convenience store at the gas station, saw that the time was right and did not hesitate. He hurriedly ran out. If Uncle Wolf died because of his butterfly effect...
That was bad.
Although Uncle Wolf had a self-healing factor in his body, his self-healing ability had declined in recent years. No one could guarantee what kind of accident would happen.
When Chen Tian walked into the battlefield, a cold voice rang in his mind.
"Battle detected. Super Self-Healing Gene (Wolverine)!”
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