Chapter 377
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Iconic hairline and smile
When Mike saw the familiar face, he felt very messy.
Coe, Colson!
What's the situation?
Is it difficult that they failed to cross?
No, they must have passed through successfully, but what's the matter with this face?
I have passed through, and you still follow me. Are you poisonous! Ah!?
Damn it, what evil fate is this?
Mike is a little confused.
Seeing Mike's expression, the leader 'Colson' smiled more and more kindly. He whispered to his little brothers, "see, this is the charm of my uncle Colson!"
Several younger brothers quickly flattered.
Coulson let out a sigh of relief. After standing in front of Mike, he smiled grimly, put one hand in his jacket and said, "Sir, can I 'borrow' some money from you?"
His little brother cooperated with him and gave Mike a giggle.
Mike's eyebrows screwed together.
This guy is not Colson. Colson dare not talk to him like that.
And if you look carefully, this guy is darker than Colson.
So, it's just that they look a little alike. Is this Colson fensen?
"Hey!" Coulson looked at Mike discontentedly and angrily said, "do you hear me talking to you?"
Mike nodded and said, "can you tell me your name?"
"Huh?"
Coulson robbed so many people that he had never seen such a calm person.
"Boy, you want to die!"
"Dare to talk to our eldest brother like this."
Coulson's boys shouted at Mike.
Coulson raised his hand. The boys were very proud and began to gesture with a knife. Then Coulson also took out his pistol.
"Hand over the money!"
Coulson gave a cold drink.
This time, before Mike spoke, Gwen whispered, "can you write an IOU?"
“……”
"Poof!"
Mike couldn't help laughing, but the villains were furious.
They feel fooled.
"Damn it!"
Coulson shouted angrily and pulled the trigger on Mike without hesitation.
"Bang!"
With a gunshot, a bullet hit Mike's forehead.
Coulson's face was bloodthirsty. He seemed to have seen the other party's head explode.
But the next second, the smile on his face froze, as if he saw something terrible, and couldn't help stepping back two steps.
Mike threw the bullet in his hand, pinched it gently with his fingers, and squeezed it into an orange iron piece. A smile appeared on his face and said to Gwen, "wait a minute, Dad."
Gwen nodded, released Mike's hand and walked aside.
Mike looked at Coulson, and the smile on his face became more and more excited.
"You, what are you!"
Coulson swallowed nervously and pointed his gun at Mike again. At the same time, his younger brothers also rushed at Mike.
In the next moment, Mike had disappeared in situ without anyone noticing.
Bang bang!
With several clear rings, several of Coulson's younger brothers flew away, and the gun in Coulson's hand was also held by Mike.
Under Coulson's trembling gaze, Mike squeezed the gun in his hand into a ball, threw it aside, and walked towards Coulson with a smile.
"You, don't come here!"
A moment later, Mike pulled Gwen away feeling refreshed.
He has long wanted to do so.
Damn Colson!
That guy always brings him trouble, but Colson is a good man, and Mike can't really do it.
But for this one, there is no burden.
……
An extended Chrysler shuttled through the night, driving quietly on the street under the driving of a gray haired middle-aged man.
In a word, the Book Chasing app I've been using recently can cache books and read offline!
His body is full of vicissitudes. Although his eyes have long been occupied by numbness and ignorance, there is still a trace of sharpness in the bottom of his eyes.
He is Logan, Wolverine.
At this time, on the back seat of the car, several young people were holding wine and reveling.
"Cough."
Logan coughed gently, looked through the rearview mirror of the car at several young people behind him, worried that they would get wine or something into his car.
He rented the car, and if he messed it up, he would lose a lot of money.
It was not until he opened the door for these young people that Logan saw that there was no obvious stain on the back seat of the car that he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Loosened his tie, Logan carefully wiped a stain off the door and sat in the driver's seat.
Open his cell phone, Logan put on his reading glasses to see if there is a new business.
There was no new news, and he sighed a little disappointed.
Money
He has never been so eager for this thing.
He wants to live with money to support himself and the two people. He wants to use money to buy medicine for Professor X. he even plans to save a sum of money to buy a boat to go to sea and plan to die on the sea.
"Alas!"
He sighed heavily again, pulled the car to the roadside nearby, and then slept in the car.
He often does this in order to save money.
Anyway, his sleep has been bad. Going to the hotel is a waste.
Lying on the back seat of the car, Logan tried not to think about anything and just lay down so numb.
Suddenly, he did it, cursed in a low voice, took out half a bottle of wine from his pocket, drank it in one breath, and then poured it back on the car chair.
Wine had no effect on him, but as his ability continued to weaken, he finally felt drunk.
Although there is only a little, this feeling can help him sleep well.
Finally, his consciousness began to blur and he fell asleep vaguely.
He slept very shallow, and some unforgettable pictures flashed through his mind.
His past, X school, his friends, and what happened in Westchester a year ago.
That day, Professor X, who had brain degeneration, suddenly fell ill, which brought a disaster.
The picture of that time flashed in his brain, and Luo Gen Meng opened his eyes and sat up.
He breathed hurriedly and pressed his chest painfully.
"Cough."
He coughed twice more.
Suddenly, something bright fell out of his pocket.
Logan reached for it, and it slipped between his fingers and fell on his feet.
He bent down to pick it up.
It's a bullet, made of Edelman alloy.
Professor X is his only worry now. When Professor X dies, he ends himself with this bullet.
This is his plan.
"Hoo..."
Logan blew the dust that didn't exist on the bullet, calmly put it in his pocket, opened the door to breathe, returned to the car, lay on the car chair again, and then forced himself to close his eyes.
Sleep, sleep
Or you won't be able to work the next day.
After a tormented night, Logan breathed a sigh of relief when the sun fell into the car.
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Iconic hairline and smile
When Mike saw the familiar face, he felt very messy.
Coe, Colson!
What's the situation?
Is it difficult that they failed to cross?
No, they must have passed through successfully, but what's the matter with this face?
I have passed through, and you still follow me. Are you poisonous! Ah!?
Damn it, what evil fate is this?
Mike is a little confused.
Seeing Mike's expression, the leader 'Colson' smiled more and more kindly. He whispered to his little brothers, "see, this is the charm of my uncle Colson!"
Several younger brothers quickly flattered.
Coulson let out a sigh of relief. After standing in front of Mike, he smiled grimly, put one hand in his jacket and said, "Sir, can I 'borrow' some money from you?"
His little brother cooperated with him and gave Mike a giggle.
Mike's eyebrows screwed together.
This guy is not Colson. Colson dare not talk to him like that.
And if you look carefully, this guy is darker than Colson.
So, it's just that they look a little alike. Is this Colson fensen?
"Hey!" Coulson looked at Mike discontentedly and angrily said, "do you hear me talking to you?"
Mike nodded and said, "can you tell me your name?"
"Huh?"
Coulson robbed so many people that he had never seen such a calm person.
"Boy, you want to die!"
"Dare to talk to our eldest brother like this."
Coulson's boys shouted at Mike.
Coulson raised his hand. The boys were very proud and began to gesture with a knife. Then Coulson also took out his pistol.
"Hand over the money!"
Coulson gave a cold drink.
This time, before Mike spoke, Gwen whispered, "can you write an IOU?"
“……”
"Poof!"
Mike couldn't help laughing, but the villains were furious.
They feel fooled.
"Damn it!"
Coulson shouted angrily and pulled the trigger on Mike without hesitation.
"Bang!"
With a gunshot, a bullet hit Mike's forehead.
Coulson's face was bloodthirsty. He seemed to have seen the other party's head explode.
But the next second, the smile on his face froze, as if he saw something terrible, and couldn't help stepping back two steps.
Mike threw the bullet in his hand, pinched it gently with his fingers, and squeezed it into an orange iron piece. A smile appeared on his face and said to Gwen, "wait a minute, Dad."
Gwen nodded, released Mike's hand and walked aside.
Mike looked at Coulson, and the smile on his face became more and more excited.
"You, what are you!"
Coulson swallowed nervously and pointed his gun at Mike again. At the same time, his younger brothers also rushed at Mike.
In the next moment, Mike had disappeared in situ without anyone noticing.
Bang bang!
With several clear rings, several of Coulson's younger brothers flew away, and the gun in Coulson's hand was also held by Mike.
Under Coulson's trembling gaze, Mike squeezed the gun in his hand into a ball, threw it aside, and walked towards Coulson with a smile.
"You, don't come here!"
A moment later, Mike pulled Gwen away feeling refreshed.
He has long wanted to do so.
Damn Colson!
That guy always brings him trouble, but Colson is a good man, and Mike can't really do it.
But for this one, there is no burden.
……
An extended Chrysler shuttled through the night, driving quietly on the street under the driving of a gray haired middle-aged man.
In a word, the Book Chasing app I've been using recently can cache books and read offline!
His body is full of vicissitudes. Although his eyes have long been occupied by numbness and ignorance, there is still a trace of sharpness in the bottom of his eyes.
He is Logan, Wolverine.
At this time, on the back seat of the car, several young people were holding wine and reveling.
"Cough."
Logan coughed gently, looked through the rearview mirror of the car at several young people behind him, worried that they would get wine or something into his car.
He rented the car, and if he messed it up, he would lose a lot of money.
It was not until he opened the door for these young people that Logan saw that there was no obvious stain on the back seat of the car that he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Loosened his tie, Logan carefully wiped a stain off the door and sat in the driver's seat.
Open his cell phone, Logan put on his reading glasses to see if there is a new business.
There was no new news, and he sighed a little disappointed.
Money
He has never been so eager for this thing.
He wants to live with money to support himself and the two people. He wants to use money to buy medicine for Professor X. he even plans to save a sum of money to buy a boat to go to sea and plan to die on the sea.
"Alas!"
He sighed heavily again, pulled the car to the roadside nearby, and then slept in the car.
He often does this in order to save money.
Anyway, his sleep has been bad. Going to the hotel is a waste.
Lying on the back seat of the car, Logan tried not to think about anything and just lay down so numb.
Suddenly, he did it, cursed in a low voice, took out half a bottle of wine from his pocket, drank it in one breath, and then poured it back on the car chair.
Wine had no effect on him, but as his ability continued to weaken, he finally felt drunk.
Although there is only a little, this feeling can help him sleep well.
Finally, his consciousness began to blur and he fell asleep vaguely.
He slept very shallow, and some unforgettable pictures flashed through his mind.
His past, X school, his friends, and what happened in Westchester a year ago.
That day, Professor X, who had brain degeneration, suddenly fell ill, which brought a disaster.
The picture of that time flashed in his brain, and Luo Gen Meng opened his eyes and sat up.
He breathed hurriedly and pressed his chest painfully.
"Cough."
He coughed twice more.
Suddenly, something bright fell out of his pocket.
Logan reached for it, and it slipped between his fingers and fell on his feet.
He bent down to pick it up.
It's a bullet, made of Edelman alloy.
Professor X is his only worry now. When Professor X dies, he ends himself with this bullet.
This is his plan.
"Hoo..."
Logan blew the dust that didn't exist on the bullet, calmly put it in his pocket, opened the door to breathe, returned to the car, lay on the car chair again, and then forced himself to close his eyes.
Sleep, sleep
Or you won't be able to work the next day.
After a tormented night, Logan breathed a sigh of relief when the sun fell into the car.
Iconic hairline and smile When Mike saw the familiar face, he felt very messy. Coe, Colson! What's the situation? Is it difficult that they failed to cross? No, they must have passed through successfully, but what's the matter with this face? I have passed through, and you still follow me. Are you poisonous! Ah!? Damn it, what evil fate is this? Mike is a little confused. Seeing Mike's expression, the leader 'Colson' smiled more and more kindly. He whispered to his little brothers, "see, this is the charm of my uncle Colson!" Several younger brothers quickly flattered. Coulson let out a sigh of relief. After standing in front of Mike, he smiled grimly, put one hand in his jacket and said, "Sir, can I 'borrow' some money from you?" His little brother cooperated with him and gave Mike a giggle. Mike's eyebrows screwed together. This guy is not Colson. Colson dare not talk to him like that. And if you look carefully, this guy is darker than Colson. So, it's just that they look a little alike. Is this Colson fensen? "Hey!" Coulson looked at Mike discontentedly and angrily said, "do you hear me talking to you?" Mike nodded and said, "can you tell me your name?" "Huh?" Coulson robbed so many people that he had never seen such a calm person. "Boy, you want to die!" "Dare to talk to our eldest brother like this." Coulson's boys shouted at Mike. Coulson raised his hand. The boys were very proud and began to gesture with a knife. Then Coulson also took out his pistol. "Hand over the money!" Coulson gave a cold drink. This time, before Mike spoke, Gwen whispered, "can you write an IOU?" "Poof!" Mike couldn't help laughing, but the villains were furious. They feel fooled. "Damn it!" Coulson shouted angrily and pulled the trigger on Mike without hesitation. "Bang!" With a gunshot, a bullet hit Mike's forehead. Coulson's face was bloodthirsty. He seemed to have seen the other party's head explode. But the next second, the smile on his face froze, as if he saw something terrible, and couldn't help stepping back two steps. Mike threw the bullet in his hand, pinched it gently with his fingers, and squeezed it into an orange iron piece. A smile appeared on his face and said to Gwen, "wait a minute, Dad." Gwen nodded, released Mike's hand and walked aside. Mike looked at Coulson, and the smile on his face became more and more excited. "You, what are you!" Coulson swallowed nervously and pointed his gun at Mike again. At the same time, his younger brothers also rushed at Mike. In the next moment, Mike had disappeared in situ without anyone noticing. Bang bang! With several clear rings, several of Coulson's younger brothers flew away, and the gun in Coulson's hand was also held by Mike. Under Coulson's trembling gaze, Mike squeezed the gun in his hand into a ball, threw it aside, and walked towards Coulson with a smile. "You, don't come here!" A moment later, Mike pulled Gwen away feeling refreshed. He has long wanted to do so. Damn Colson! That guy always brings him trouble, but Colson is a good man, and Mike can't really do it. But for this one, there is no burden. An extended Chrysler shuttled through the night, driving quietly on the street under the driving of a gray haired middle-aged man. In a word, the Book Chasing app I've been using recently can cache books and read offline! His body is full of vicissitudes. Although his eyes have long been occupied by numbness and ignorance, there is still a trace of sharpness in the bottom of his eyes. He is Logan, Wolverine. At this time, on the back seat of the car, several young people were holding wine and reveling. "Cough." Logan coughed gently, looked through the rearview mirror of the car at several young people behind him, worried that they would get wine or something into his car. He rented the car, and if he messed it up, he would lose a lot of money. It was not until he opened the door for these young people that Logan saw that there was no obvious stain on the back seat of the car that he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Loosened his tie, Logan carefully wiped a stain off the door and sat in the driver's seat. Open his cell phone, Logan put on his reading glasses to see if there is a new business. There was no new news, and he sighed a little disappointed. Money He has never been so eager for this thing. He wants to live with money to support himself and the two people. He wants to use money to buy medicine for Professor X. he even plans to save a sum of money to buy a boat to go to sea and plan to die on the sea. "Alas!" He sighed heavily again, pulled the car to the roadside nearby, and then slept in the car. He often does this in order to save money. Anyway, his sleep has been bad. Going to the hotel is a waste. Lying on the back seat of the car, Logan tried not to think about anything and just lay down so numb. Suddenly, he did it, cursed in a low voice, took out half a bottle of wine from his pocket, drank it in one breath, and then poured it back on the car chair. Wine had no effect on him, but as his ability continued to weaken, he finally felt drunk. Although there is only a little, this feeling can help him sleep well. Finally, his consciousness began to blur and he fell asleep vaguely. He slept very shallow, and some unforgettable pictures flashed through his mind. His past, X school, his friends, and what happened in Westchester a year ago. That day, Professor X, who had brain degeneration, suddenly fell ill, which brought a disaster. The picture of that time flashed in his brain, and Luo Gen Meng opened his eyes and sat up. He breathed hurriedly and pressed his chest painfully. "Cough." He coughed twice more. Suddenly, something bright fell out of his pocket. Logan reached for it, and it slipped between his fingers and fell on his feet. He bent down to pick it up. It's a bullet, made of Edelman alloy. Professor X is his only worry now. When Professor X dies, he ends himself with this bullet. This is his plan. "Hoo..." Logan blew the dust that didn't exist on the bullet, calmly put it in his pocket, opened the door to breathe, returned to the car, lay on the car chair again, and then forced himself to close his eyes. Sleep, sleep Or you won't be able to work the next day. After a tormented night, Logan breathed a sigh of relief when the sun fell into the car.
