Chapter 14: Decision

The flying cherry blossom petals, beautiful in the silvery moonlight, brushed Agent Zero's helicopter as if blown by a gentle breeze.

HISSS!

A stinging pain came to his face, Agent Zero reached out and wiped it off, looking at the red blood, his eyes were gloomy.

A blade like a flower petal...

Not good!

He suddenly remembered the helicopter beside him.

Just as he turned his head, he saw those flying blades sweeping past that helicopter, shattering the glass before turning the two people inside the helicopter into corpses.

The helicopter fell from mid-air and exploded into a sea of fire on the ground.

Agent Zero was shocked and while aiming the gun at Mike, he shouted: "Pull up!"

With those words, he fired a barrage of bullets at Mike.

Mike, who was in assassin time, dodged the falling bullets as his feet moved, and with a wave of his palm, Senbon Zakura's blade flew at Agent Zero again, while his other hand touched his waist.

The helicopter quickly pulled up high, dodging the flying blade and flying off into the distance.

The mission failed this time.

Agent Zero 'cut' unhappily, took his communicator and said to Stryker, "Colonel Stryker, the mission failed, there are other mutants here."

Stryker was silent and said, "I got it, come back."

Special Agent Zero hung up the phone.

Just then, there was a sudden gunshot.

A flying bullet flew into the hatch from an incredible angle and flew past Agent Zero's eyes.

"Poof!"

Blood was instantly spilled, the pilot's head instantly burst and the helicopter stalled, began plunging downward like a bird with broken wings.

"Fuck!"

Agent Zero cursed and hurriedly went to control the helicopter.

The flying petals reappeared, Agent Zero's face changed and his face stiffened: "Damn it ..."

In the next second, the cherry blossom petals drowned him, and the helicopter crashed down with a bang.

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Logan, covered in blood, approached Mike and said anxiously, "Where's Clark? Is he okay?"

"Yeah."

"Great."

Logan breathed a sigh of relief, full of apologies, and said, "They should have come for me."

Mike nodded, looking at the home still burning in the distance, remembering the bullet that flew at Clark and said in a grim tone, "But now I have enemies too."

Logan groaned and said, "Leave it to me. Don't get involved in these things. This will bring trouble to the lives of you and Clark. They are not ordinary people."

Mike casually dropped the zanpakuto knife in his hand and said coldly: "The trouble already got here, what I have to do now is to solve the trouble, personally."

Logan patted Mike's shoulder and said movingly, "Thank you."

'Hmm?'

'Did this guy misunderstand something'

Logan grinned and said in a chilling tone, "We should find that son of a bitch first."

"Who?"

Mike asked deliberately, even though he knew.

"Colonel Stryker, a member of the military, is responsible for some special projects. He is a dangerous guy." Logan explained and said, "We'll have to take a trip out first, find some old friends of mine and ask where that guy is ..."

Mike nodded.

Where is Stryker now, he really can't remember, otherwise he would save a lot of time.

If he knew that he would cross, he'd have watched the relevant plot a hundred or eighty times and engraved all the information in his head.

"I'll go find Clark."

Mike quickly ran to the basement where Clark was.

When the basement door was opened, Clark saw that it was Mike, his sky blue eyes lit up and he hurriedly jumped up on his little legs.

"Daddy!"

Mike picked up Clark and said, "It's okay."

"Where are the bad guys? Where are the bad guys who blew up our house?"

"Your Uncle Logan chased them off."

Clark blinked, waved his little fist, and said: "What about Daddy? Did he kick those bad guys' butts hard?"

Reaching down to give Clark's head a smack, he said with fake anger, "Who taught you those words?"

"I heard you say that to me last time."

"You're a good learner, kid."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Logan rolled his eyes.

How did you teach a kid like that?

Mike walked out of the basement with Clark in his arms, turned his back on the battlefield he had just seen, and said to Logan, "Come on, let's get out of here."

Logan nodded.

"Dad, our home is gone."

Clark lay on Mike's chest, he was sad.

Mike stroked Clark's head and said, "It's okay, I was just about to get you out of here."

Clark was already three years old, and he's hesitating to take Clark to New York for some time now, after all, the learning environment and living environment there were much better than over here, and now ... didn't have to hesitate.

"Oh!"

Clark answered, put his face on Mike's chest, yawned, and closed his eyes tiredly.

The group of three quickly left and found an inn in town to rest for the night.

The next day at dawn, Mike gave the penniless Logan some money to buy a used car after Mike and Clark goes to a sales agent, after entrusting them with the farm, the three of them embarked on a journey.

The goal, Las Vegas.

...

Meanwhile, in a secret government base.

"Stryker! You have created an indestructible enemy!"

Faced with the other party's anger, Stryker's face was bland and he said, "General! Wolverine is just a piece of the puzzle of the final plan, please believe me, I will take care of him."

The general who kept his hair like frost and snow snorted coldly, and said, "Maybe S.H.I.E.L.D. is right, your Weapon X plan is a mistake! It's too dangerous!"

"S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Stryker sneered and said, "General, if my plan was a mistake, why would they covet my research!"

The General let out a deep breath and said, "You have one more chance, one last time!

If it fails, there will be no further research funding for you!"

Stryker nodded with satisfaction and said, "General, you will not be disappointed this time, my next project will be the perfect weapon."

The General gave a soft 'hmm' and turned to leave.

After the general left, Stryker whispered with disdain in his eyes, "Short-sighted guys

and S.H.I.E.L.D? a bunch of nosy flies."

"Oh, it looks like you're in trouble."

With a faint laugh, a man in a black suit walked out of the darkness.

Seeing the other party, Stryker looked straight and said, "Does "sir" has any instructions?"

The man laughed and said, "Instructions? No!"

Stryker breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just come and asked to see your progress." The black suit smiled faintly and said, " "Sir" is very unhappy with your progress."

Stryker frowned and said, "I'm almost there! The saber-toothed has gone to find the final weapon puzzle."

"Heh, don't let "sir" down."

The man in black suit said indifferently, and his body seemed to blend into the darkness, slowly fading away until it disappeared.