Marvel Reverses Wolverine

Kentucky State Mental Hospital.

The man carefully peeled the apple and cut it into several sections. He just wanted to put down the fruit knife, but felt that the position was too close to the woman.

Finally, he tried his best to stand up, dragged his right leg, which could barely bend his knee, moved a few steps to the table on the other side, put down the knife, and then sat back down again.

"Marcy, honey, I have to go out for a few days to meet an old friend, you have to be obedient and wait for me to come back, come on, be good, open your mouth."

William Stryker put an apple cut into small pieces into the mouth of his wife Marcie. The woman stared blankly at the corner of the room with the pulp in her mouth, and she didn't see her chewing for a long time.

Stryker didn't urge him, he picked up a tissue and wiped the transparent liquid from Marcie's nose, and continued to say softly:

"Actually, I'm quite happy to see you immersed in that state again, really! Because I believe that in that world, you, me and Jason, our family is living happily, without worries or strange things. Everything is normal."

Marcie Stryker shrugged her jaw, except for her pale complexion and deeply sunken cheeks, she was more clean and tidy than all the patients in this hospital.

It seemed that the apple in his mouth stimulated a certain memory. Marcie's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face became vivid, but he looked at the empty place at the door of the ward while chewing the apple, and said with a brisk smile:

"William, the apples I bought today are pretty good, not as sour as last time, by the way! My dear, do you think Jason may be in love recently! He never washes and combs his hair in the morning before."

Stryker smiled and replied to his wife's words, although he knew what he said, and even he could no longer enter her consciousness, but Stryker still enjoyed this state.

"Okay, my dear, I'm leaving, and I'll be back in a few days. That dwarf is hard to find, and it's even more difficult to meet him. Hehe, but your husband is still useful."

He wanted to hug his wife and kiss her on the cheek, but after thinking about it, it was better not to touch and disturb Marcie when she was in an "active" state at this time.

Putting the rest of the apple at her hand, Stryker rubbed his stubbled face, raised his thighs with both hands again, leaned down and struggled to stand up.

This leg is getting more and more uncomfortable year after year, maybe it would be better to have a mechanical prosthesis amputated, now Howlett Group's technological level in this area has reached

"Howlett, Howlett Group, what else can I really do with this trash?"

William Stryker walked up and down the hospital aisle, staggering up and down. Along the way, he saw a dozen people who were healthy and intact, but completely mentally ill because of their loss of reason. Not bad.

Thinking about it, the deep forehead lines on his forehead twisted up, and he grinned energetically.

"Hey! Anyway, I'm dead, what if it happens?"

In the Arctic Circle, an unnamed desert island that cannot be found on maps and satellites.

The gate of the "Wolf Tower" was lifted by the warden, His Excellency Barnes, and the iconic alloy arm attracted the attention of a group of newly joined cold guards.

Snow and ice flakes fell one after another, Bucky shook his long hair, looked at a large number of prisoners alighting from the aircraft, and smiled with satisfaction.

I don't know why, but after becoming a warden, I always want to fill up the prison to the brim, as if it's a strange collecting habit.

After the Apocalypse incident, Wolf Tower Prison only accepted three people "one head", which seemed deserted and empty.

With the report of the newly selected cold guards in place, the dangerous transcendents who were directly sentenced to imprisonment after the "extraordinary conference" in the pyramid city were brought here.

The guard captain "Old Wolf" who has vibrating gold prosthetics on his two calves has now been promoted to the No. 2 person in Wolf Tower Prison, mainly responsible for daily administrative affairs.

He proofread the roster and locked the prisoners one by one into the appropriate prison floor. Originally, his son also wanted to apply to join the team of the Cold Guard after becoming a winter wolf, but he was sternly rejected by the old wolf, and finally went to the Whip of Order.

The warden, His Excellency Barnes, finally brought the unkempt witch to the thirteenth floor, which happened to be another female prisoner.

Boom, boom, boom

"Hey. Is it gone!"

There were faint beatings and shouts from the lower prison. In this super closed and sound-proof prison, if Bucky hadn't been very ear-sounding, he wouldn't have heard the faint sound of mosquitoes at all.

He sneered twice, and walked to the fifteenth floor alone.

"What's it called! I'm going to retreat for a while, so I don't have time to hit you."

Gambit put on the familiar energy-suppressing armor again, and considering that he is the only mutant who can rival the "Five Kings", this set of locks has been greatly strengthened.

Remi Lebow smiled dryly, rubbed his hands together and sighed:

".No, then what, I just want to ask if there is anyone who can accompany me to this floor. There must be a hundred meters underground. I really can't even hear my lord warden. , you don’t want me to be driven crazy either.”

"Hehe, aren't you still satisfied with locking you on the eleventh floor at the earliest, and now this level is worthy of the card of Lord 'Death Knight'!"

Gambit's long gray hair hung loose, his face was full of stubble and his eyebrows looked bitter, he half-howled and half-yelled:

"Mr. Barnes, we are old acquaintances, please help me go back and ask that gentleman if there is any chance to commit crimes and meritorious deeds. I am not afraid of any danger! Let me be a death squad."

The cells on the fifteenth floor were getting narrower and smaller. The wolf tower was indeed an inverted tower from top to bottom, and on the last floor at the bottom of the tower, there was only one cell.

"I'm afraid that there will be no battle to fight. If something really happens, it will be your turn."

Alloy fingers knocked on the heavy door of the prison, which was all made of sub-adman alloy, and saw the figure of Gambit Sapo rolling through the thin cracks. Although he said so, Bucky secretly remembered this thing in his heart. thing.

He turned around and was about to go up, paused for a while, folded his arms and pondered for a while, then walked towards the bottom of the tower instead.

The prison on the eighteenth floor of the Wolf Tower was dark and silent.

A semi-circular narrow cell that is so extravagant that the inner layer is made of pure Adamantium alloy and the outer layer is covered with vibrating gold.

bark

Bucky opened the palm-sized observation window, and a ray of light shone in, just hitting the head with half of its face burnt, revealing bluish-white bones.

One eye socket was black and hollow, the other eye was closed tightly, and the blue-gray face seemed to be asleep, expressionless.

"The teacher left this head, what on earth is he trying to do?"

He stared at it for a while, and finally closed the window with a bang, and the cell once again sank into the darkness and dead silence without time and boundaries.

"Hiss."

The number of words in these two days has been reduced. This volume is over. I plan to make a summary at the end of the volume tomorrow. At the same time, I will sort out the outline and details later. I should ask for a day off.

I didn’t invite you when I was in the worst state a few days ago. I think it’s better to stick to the end of this paragraph, but after all, I still need at least one day to fix it.

Hmm~ This wave of cooling has come, everyone should wrap up their little quilts tightly at night.

Just sauce! love everyone~~