On the winding forest road, Solo ignored the glare of the Stormwoman and used "gentle" means and "kind" language to borrow a car from two kind-hearted lumberjacks. The very bad pickup truck was filled with pungent smell of smoke, sweat and an unknown strange smell. Although it was bumpy, it was at least better than the four-person hiking in poor condition now.

The little naughty tied his seat belt, grabbed the steering wheel, and drove aimlessly forward. Although most of the time, this girl who had just graduated from high school was in a state of hysteria and panic, she was now able to at least drive the vehicle for Soro and the other three.

For a little girl whose original world completely collapsed in a short period of time and there are constantly things beyond her cognition around her, she is already pretty good.

There was unconcealed fatigue in his eyes, and the little naughty glanced at the mechanical skeleton on the passenger seat.

The gravitational field inside the body was damaged seriously, so Solo carried out simple repairs herself. Whenever Solo's eyes flashed red, the little naughty would quickly turn his head and stare at the road ahead. After a while, she would turn her head secretly and peek at the robot next to her, which only appears in science fiction movies.

A low snoring sounded behind her, and Wolverine lowered her head and slept soundly. Although she defeated the monster in the water, he was too tired. He urgently needed food and rest. Similarly, the Storm girl curled up and rested silently. She did not have the ability to recover from Logan's perverted rehabilitation. She moaned intermittently in her throat, and blood had already penetrated from the simply bandaged wound.

Going north aimlessly, the car soon entered Canary City.

After more than an hour of debugging, Solo finally recovered most of his body's functions. He opened his eyes and found that it was already dark outside the window. He moved his shoulders with a "crunch..." and looked around. He looked around. They were on a road with endless traffic.

"Is this? City of Canary?"

"kindness!"

Logan, who was sitting in the back row, woke up not long after, nodded slightly, and at the same time, he whispered out the window.

"Have a tail?"

With an idea, the computing module is activated, Solo instantly linked the monitoring system in several blocks around. Two cars followed them far away, and the messages sent out from their mobile phones. Solo instantly found their traces.

This is normal. The Variety Brotherhood has been looking for them crazy recently, and the City of Canary is one of the most important cities around. The Magic Girl once easily found the hotel where they live, which means that the Variety Brotherhood has a considerable stronghold here.

The little naughty drove the car here, which was exactly the same as sending them to the Variety Brotherhood.

But looking at the nervous little naughty look, Soro did not mean to blame her. Besides, Storm Girl was in a semi-coma and the bandaged wound had been completely penetrated by blood. Now she urgently needed professional medical equipment, and these things were not in the wild.

Moreover, although there are many people in the city, there are more and more camera probes around them. Except for the guy like Magneto, Solo is completely aware of all the mutants following behind him. Perhaps because of Magneto's orders, these mutants just followed silently and were not in a hurry to take action.

After thinking for a moment, electronic eyes flashed red on Solo's terrifying face.

...

"kindness……"

The Storm Girl opened her eyes from her sleep and felt that the wound on her body was slightly cold.

“Where is this?”

She murmured to herself, subconsciously sat up, and then, in horror, she discovered...the clothes...the clothes she wore before were gone.

Just at this moment, Solo, holding a few pieces of clothes, pushed open the door and walked in. He had a vague guess in his heart. In the dull gaze of the Storm Girl, Solo, whose face was a little weird and distorted, put down his clothes.

Although it was coated with bionic skin spray, the metal surface of the body was damaged. Solo's now crooked face was like a bell tower monster, enough to take on the heavy responsibility in any Hollywood horror film.

"Good physique, I woke up so quickly, and such a serious injury. If I hadn't bandaged it myself, you... will be finished..."

He let go of his fingers and gently slides on Ororo's face with his fingertips, with a gentle tone.

"You owe me again, my Ororo."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Soro's frivolous behavior ushered in a flash of lightning that caught his eyes. Ororo's chest was undulating rapidly, and there was a hint of anger in her eyes, but the result of her lightning just made Soro moan smoothly.

Solo smiled "Hehe..." and a terrible smile appeared on his face. When he was bored, he teased the storm girl. This irritable kitten-like reaction was so interesting.

"You...a perverted bastard..."

The Storm Girl was very smart and naturally understood the meaning of this smile. She grabbed a pillow and threw it over in anger.

"Change clothes, the game is about to begin..."

Solo stood up and moved his neck "crunch". They stayed in the hotel for less than an hour. Through the cameras around, more and more strange people around them had gathered.

The storm girl glared at Solo in anger and walked out, changed into white home clothes, opened the door, and walked into the living room. Only then did she find that in addition to Solo and the other two, there were more than twenty people in the room.

The complexion of the skin was different, but the whole body was filled with the temperament of a "gangster". These people looked at Solo in one go, and those fearful gazes were like looking again... looking at the "demon".

Under these uneasy eyes, a red light flashed in Solo's eyes, and a stiff "gentle" smile appeared on his face. Cannon fodder, you can find a large number of such people in any city.

"Guys, the time is up!" Solo's voice was a little hoarse after being injured, but it sounded even more deterrent. He said to everyone, "Like I said, I will provide you with a job, a very simple job! Anyway, you can't find any other job, right?"

No one spoke. In fact, these street gangsters who were "invited" by Soro and Rogen were not only frightened at this moment, but also wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible.

Ororo, who was standing aside, also felt this strange atmosphere. She was not a fool. In fact, she just thought about it for a while and understood why these people all had this expression...

More than a dozen stacks of banknotes fell on the clothes piled up on the table, making everyone in the room lit up their eyes and their breathing became heavier.

"This is your reward. I am willing to work hard and change my clothes. You can set off now! You can go wherever you go, just leave here. In two hours, the money will be yours."

Soro waved his hands and said loudly, looking like a devil who lured mortals into depravity. Things like banknotes are now just numbers for him. The computing module can control the atm on the street at any time, allowing it to spray banknotes continuously.

A few silent guys walked forward, picked up a penny and clothes one after another, and then left in a hurry, but more people were still staying there. A chubby guy wiped the sweat from his face, as if he was a little nervous, he whispered,

"So many people, this little money is not enough."

"Yes." Another guy continued, "Why you're adding a little bit, we promise, we'll get things done."

Now that the leader has the atmosphere in the living room has become looser and faster. These guys seem to be talking, saying and talking, and the discussion is getting louder and louder.

There are too many people in this world who are getting more and more aggressive, and there are too many bad guys in this world.

"Hehe! It seems that my friend has not "speaked" you clearly, so I will tell you again."

Soro's sudden laughter interrupted their discussion. He glanced at Logan, who was holding a cigar in his mouth, and the latter's face was a little blushed because the rest of the people were "invited" by him.

He walked silently behind the fat man who had spoken at the beginning, patted his hands gently, and focused everyone's eyes on him. His terrifying face still had that creepy and stiff smile.

"Click"

He put his hand down on the fat man's neck, and a sudden and crisp sound was made. The sound of bone cracks calmed everyone. Everyone seemed to be stupid, and looked straight at the fat man's head turned 180°, and then his body slammed heavily on the table.

"You...good! How dare you!!"

The Storm Girl widened her eyes. How could this bastard, how could he dare to kill someone so easily? But before she could say the words in her mouth, she was locked by Solo's scarlet gaze. The terrifying feeling made her clever and she lowered her head in fear in an instant.

On the contrary, the little naughty man, after experiencing these days of escape, looked calm after seeing the dead, and his eyes were full of reverence and excitement.

"Look at you guys... do you really think you are?"

His eyes swept across everyone in front of him, these street scum who are addicted to drugs and violence every day, "Two choices, get the money, change clothes, get out of here! Or! I'll send you to hell."

Soro's voice suddenly rose, like an angry beast, and it sounded in the living room. These guys were just some gangsters on the street. Who had killed anyone? Who could kill someone like this to Soro?

No one was talking in the whole room. They looked at Solo tremblingly, and then lowered their heads like quails. These people bully the weak and fear the strong. This is the human being.

Soro looked around and said coldly, "I should have killed you all...but I am still very kind."
Chapter completed!