Marvel's father of superheroes

In the early morning, the golden sunlight penetrates the clouds and shines on the sea behind Mike, like a golden wave of wheat...

Mike was stunned for a moment and patted his forehead.

After staying on the farm for a long time, everything looks like crops.

"Mike, go!"

Logan determined the direction, looked back and saw that Mike was still standing there, shouted, and ran towards the experimental foundation.

Mike followed, and after turning the tracker in his hand twice, he put it back in his pocket.

He had promised Raven to help, but their targets were only the captured mutants. In order to avoid unplanned changes, it would not be too late to activate the tracker after he and Logan had eliminated Stryker.

Raven said they have mutants who can move in space, and they can come here very quickly.

in the experimental base.

Stryker, wearing a white coat and gray hair, was watching the progress of the experimental subjects on the test platform.

The experiment has reached the final step. Although it has not been tested yet, he has confidence in this experimental subject.

The fusion of mutant abilities...

Weapon No. xi is the most perfect weapon he has made so far.

"This is just the beginning..."

Stryker murmured and said to the people around the experimental table: "How long will it take?"

"Final commissioning will take a few more hours."

Stryker nodded with satisfaction.

Looking at the No. [-] weapon on the experimental table, all kinds of emotions suddenly surged in my heart, including anxiety, excitement, anticipation...

Then, he couldn't help but think of his frozen son, Jason Stryker.

His son, an awakened mutant, couldn't control his ability to create illusions. His wife was troubled by illusions every day, and was eventually driven crazy and cut her own head open with a chainsaw.

He would never forget the relieved smile on his wife's blood-covered face before she died.

It was because of his son that he realized the terror of mutants and strengthened his determination to hunt them down.

"William, congratulations, you succeeded."

A man in a black suit walked out of the dark corner with a smile on his face.

Stryker looked at the other party, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said: "This time, sir, you should be satisfied, Shadow."

The man named Shadow nodded and said, "Sir, you want me to take away your collection this time."

Stryker said: "No problem, but it will take a while. Some people's blood has been used up by my experiments. I will have people collect it immediately."

Shadow raised his finger, and a black thread as thick as a finger shot out from between his fingers, wrapped around a chair, pulled it behind him, sat down, looked at the time, and said, "Hurry up."

"Colonel Stryker!"

At this moment, a researcher suddenly pointed at the monitoring screen in the laboratory and said in fear: "Weapon X, he is here!"

"what?"

Stryker exclaimed in surprise and strode to the screen.

I saw two people using an unstoppable force, killing the enemies blocking the road one by one, and rushing towards the depths of the experimental base.

"That is……"

Stryker glanced at Logan, his eyes fell on Mike, and whispered: "Is that the mutant that Agent Zero talked about?"

His brows furrowed tightly.

Judging from the strength shown by the two of them, the soldiers under him couldn't stop them at all.

"Victor!"

Following Stryker's cry, a figure rolled down from the roof. Although he was tall, he was as light as a big cat.

Victor glanced at the shadows on the side, held his palms lightly and slowly opened them, like a beast ready to pounce: "You want me to stop them?"

"Correct!"

Stryker said calmly.

Victor grinned and said, "Inject me with alloy after that."

"puff!"

Before Stryker could speak, the shadow beside him laughed softly.

Victor narrowed his eyes and looked at the other person, and a vicious aura came out of him.

"Don't look at me like that!" Shadow looked at Victor sideways, with a smile full of sarcasm: "You and Adamantium are not suitable. You will die if you are injected with it now. Besides, you can't stop it now." Mad dog, let alone blocking two people.”

Victor said angrily: "You are looking for death!"

He hated others comparing him to Logan, especially those who thought he was not as strong as Logan.

"Don't be angry. You can prove me wrong later. As for the other person, leave it to me."

Victor snorted coldly, but Stryker breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thanks."

Turning to look at the monitoring screen, he asked doubtfully: "Where is the other person?"

He suddenly noticed that Mike had disappeared.

Quickly walking to the console, the monitor screen began to switch.

No, no, still no.

Mike seemed to have disappeared, and he was nowhere to be seen.

Stryker's brows knitted together, feeling inexplicably uneasy. He immediately looked at the shadow half of his body hidden in the darkness and said, "The other person is missing, maybe hiding in the dark."

Shadow frowned: "I know, I will pay attention."

"boom!"

The door to the laboratory was kicked open, and an angry figure rushed in.

Suddenly, everyone looked at Logan.

"Wow, wow, isn't this my little wolfdog?"

Victor teased, but sharp nails grew on the tips of his hands, and his eyes became dangerous.

"Victor!"

Rogge roared angrily, showed his claws, and rushed straight towards Victor.

Seeing this, Stryker said to the frightened researchers: "Ignore them and continue."

Logan is a fool dominated by hatred. At this time, he only has eyes for Victor and doesn't care about them at all.

Just when Logan and Victor were fighting together...

"boom!"

Suddenly there was a gunshot.

A bullet was blocked by a shadow shield when it was about to hit Stryker's face.

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Stryker's forehead. He glanced gratefully at Shadow, who was slowly getting up, and quickly hid aside.

"Haha, are you disappointed?"

The shadow chuckled and looked at Mike, who was standing on the opposite roof. The shadow behind him expanded like a balloon, wrapping his body and pulling him into the shadow behind him. The next second, Mike appeared. A dark corner not far away.

Mike frowned and glanced at the shadows covered by the building behind him. Assassin time started, his heart beat violently, and he quickly ran to the edge of the roof. A card appeared in his hand. When he fell from the roof, The card turned into a point of light and disappeared, and Senbonzakura appeared in his hand.

The more times he has embodied a certain weapon and the more familiar he is with it, the less the power of embodiment is consumed when manifesting it, and the greater the power of the weapon.

Senbonzakura... He saved a lot of cards.

"Whizzing!"

The black shadow turned into substance and stabbed him from behind.

Mike turned around and blocked it with his knife, then bent his legs and landed on the ground.

"Let's scatter, Senbon Sakura."

When the shadow sneered and chased after him, Mike read out Senbonzakura's liberation words.

The blade shattered into pieces, and the tiny blades looked like flying petals in the sunlight, rolling towards the shadows with a dangerous aura.