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The rest I don’t know.”

"Wait, if you were already unconscious at that time, he would have no reason to let you go." Scott said.

"How stupid!" Ling Ge shook his head silently, looking at Scott with a hint of sympathy, "It's okay to be stupid, but you don't even know how to think."

"You..." Scott was angry.

"Think it over carefully! You may not be able to beat me."

"Do you know what's going on?"

"Nonsense, Logan was able to fight side by side with a mutant at that time, maybe he was saved by his companions when he was shot there!"

A smile appeared on Scott's face, "Even if what you said before is true, what about that so-called companion? He can't just ignore Wolverine!"

"That's enough, Scott. We lost this time. Stop being so aggressive." Charles said. He knew that his student wanted to save face for him, so his tone was gentle.

"Why don't you say he's a professor? The situation is just different.

You can imagine that his companions used their abilities to kill or drive off the officer in their last moments."

“Indeed, when I woke up, there was a dead body of a woman next to me.

But I don't have any memory of her." Logan said thoughtfully, and his words completely confirmed Ling Ge's guess, leaving Scott speechless.

568. Poor Senator Kelly, Wolverine's snoring

"Besides these, what else have you thought of?" asked Jean Grey.

Logan shook his head vigorously, looking helpless, "It seems that there is no more.

Mr. Lingge, do you have any clues?"

"You have already remembered some key parts. Even if you do nothing in the future, your memory will slowly recover. Maybe if you get more sleep, it will recover faster."

"What do you mean?" Storm asked confused.

In her opinion, adequate sleep might help improve memory, but Logan had amnesia! And it had been more than ten years since he lost his memory. Could sleeping alone solve the problem?

"He has just recalled a lot of things, pain, sorrow, misery and pity. It's hard not to have nightmares when all these are added together."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Logan, with a glimmer of sympathy in their eyes.

"Of course, if he doesn't want to use this illusory method to slowly recover, that's fine too.

Fifteen years ago, he was a colonel. He had an extremely bad attitude towards mutants and had captured a large number of mutants to make biological weapons.

Just follow these clues and search slowly! If you work hard, you should find the truth in three to five years. If that doesn’t work, I’ll give you another name who perfectly meets all the requirements.”

"Do you know who it is?" Logan figured it out instantly and stared at Ling Ge, "Tell me."

"Well, I think you'd better calm down.

He was in a high position fifteen years ago, and even if he caused a lot of damage to the military through you, he will most likely be re-employed in this day and age when the mutant threat is growing.

Although it is difficult to get promoted, reinstatement should not be a problem."

"Tell me who he is?" Logan roared, his diamond claws extended, as if to say 'If you don't tell me, I will force you to tell me'.

"No." Ling Ge refused decisively. He was speechless about Wolverine's threat. Who could he scare with just his pair of claws?

"Mr. Lingge, you should at least give me a reason!" Charles tried to smooth things over. He didn't want the two of them to have an unpleasant argument.

"Haha! Reason?" Ling Ge smiled disdainfully and pointed at Wolverine and said, "Look at him now, he looks like a vicious wolf.

If I gave him a name, he would probably just run out and kill someone.

Although he may not even be able to find the person, but once he is exposed to the public eye, do you think that person will let go of such an excellent experimental subject?

Soon there will be a large-scale siege by the army. What I meant was to help him recover his memory, but not to send him to his death.

At least I won’t tell him until he’s completely calm, so I need him to accept his memories little by little, instead of being like a powder keg that explodes at any moment.”

Everyone felt that what he said made a lot of sense. Logan's current condition was indeed not suitable for knowing too much.

Logan also put away his diamond claws. Although he wanted to know the truth, he was not stupid.

"I'm sorry, so you mean you will tell me the truth in three to five years?"

"Of course not, you can't wait that long.

I will try to restore your memory. If there is no effect after three to five years, I will give the name of your enemy.

When the time comes, you can go and seek revenge on him. Whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with me."

"I see." Logan nodded, "Who do you want me to protect?

Until my memory is restored, no one can hurt them unless I die."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Ling Ge clapped his hands in satisfaction, "Well said, you are quite open-minded.

They are in this school, one is a middle school teacher and the other is a physical education teacher.

Come on, I'll take you to see them, and also to see the little rascal."

Several people looked at Ling Ge and Wolverine's departing backs, looking at each other in bewilderment, and they always felt that Ling Ge's real purpose was to keep this bodyguard.

...

Congressman Kelly got out of the car in high spirits. The slogans against mutants around him were an affirmation of his work, and the shouts of the people made him feel particularly happy. These people were all his supporters.

Amid the cheers, Kelly contentedly boarded the helicopter that his assistant had arranged for him.

As the propeller turned at high speed, he and his assistant quickly disappeared from people's sight.

“Senator, you agree with gun registration, but there are kids out there who are ten times more powerful than a handgun.

...

There is no difference, I just feel that the school is full of crisis.

...

All right! That's it. "

After the call, Congressman Kelly looked unhappy and took several deep breaths before he calmed down.

"How is it?" asked assistant Henry with a smile.

Kelly threw the phone to him, his face grim, "There are so many variables, the results are hard to predict."

"What about the UN summit? The whole world is watching. Maybe you can seize this opportunity."

"This is the United States, we can't control other people, let the president take care of the UN summit!

You know about mutants, like Jean Grey.

I will lock them all up. This is a war, so the world needs me." Congressman Kelly said righteously.

At this time, he looked outside the helicopter and found that there was not a tall building below as he had imagined, but a blue ocean. He couldn't help but wonder, "Where are we?"

As soon as he turned around, his assistant's appearance changed. Within two seconds, he turned from a man in a suit into a woman. She had dark blue skin, brown-red hair, and light golden pupils, and looked almost like a wild beast.

Mystique Raven is a mutant from the same era as Professor X and Magneto, but time has left no traces on this veteran mutant. Instead, like Logan, she looks to be in her twenties or thirties.

Kelly was horrified to see his assistant transformed into Mystique, and immediately stood up and shouted, "Pilot."

The next second, his head was clamped by Mystique's legs. "It's because of people like you that I was afraid to go to school when I was a kid."

Before Kelly could say a word, she slapped him more than a dozen times with her feet, causing him to pass out and lose consciousness.

Mystique returned to the cockpit, smiled at the driver, and the helicopter slowly flew to a small island.

...

As night fell, Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters fell into silence.

Professor X was quite considerate of Wanda. Since she was married, he arranged a double bed for her in the teacher's dormitory, which was convenient for Lingge to stay there.

But the prerequisite is that the two of them don't make any strange noises at night.

Wanda agreed with a blushing face, and Lingge also reluctantly agreed. After all, this was a school, and some of the children were under ten years old, and he didn't want to teach them bad things.

The two of them were sleeping soundly, but since some time ago, strange noises began to come from next door.

It was intermittent, like someone grinding his teeth or hammering iron.

"Fuck it! Can't I sleep anymore?" Ling Ge shouted angrily, feeling disgusted with the bastard next door.

He could tolerate snoring while sleeping, but he really couldn't tolerate snoring this loudly.

"Just bear with it! After all, this is not something he can control.

You should be more generous with this kind of thing, maybe it will stop after a while!" Wanda said with a wry smile.

"Ha! Ha!" Ling Ge forced a smile, "Then bear with it for a few more minutes, but this really has nothing to do with the word 'magnanimity', this can be completely regarded as noise pollution.

Tomorrow we must ask Charles to change the room for the person next to us. If he doesn’t, you should just go back and live there from now on!

It's too miserable here.

So, who is next door to us?"

"You don't know?" Wanda asked unexpectedly.

"Should I know?"

"Logan, that guy called Wolverine, wasn't he rescued by you?"

Ling Ge: ...If I had known earlier, I would not have saved him. Maybe I could have slept well this way.

After more than ten minutes, the originally monotonous snoring became ups and downs and the sound became louder.

Ling Ge clenched his fists and took a deep breath, "I can't stand it anymore, I really can't stand it anymore.

No, I want to call the police. No, I want to complain to the principal.

I now seriously suspect that Charles did it on purpose. None of the bald guys I have met in recent years are good people.”

"Or, you should go over and persuade him!" Wanda couldn't help but hold her forehead with one hand.

"It should have been done a long time ago. I'll go over and punch him first, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this anger." Ling Ge cursed, put on his clothes immediately, opened the door and walked out.

But after taking only two steps, I saw the little rascal in pajamas also walking up the stairs.

"You also can't stand this weird snoring sound, right?" Ling Ge said with a playful smile.

Little Naughty nodded and whispered, "Is Logan having a nightmare?"

"Haha! Little rascal you are so cute!" Ling Ge laughed, "The prerequisite for having nightmares is to fall asleep. At least now he is several times happier than those of us who can't sleep.

Besides, you can’t sleep because of the noise downstairs, and my wife and I live next door to him! You can imagine how miserable we are.”

"Ah, this..." The little naughty girl smiled bitterly. Before she could say anything, Ling Ge had already walked into Logan's room.

When I turned on the light, I saw Logan lying on the bed, groaning every two seconds, his forehead covered with sweat, and his body twitching constantly.

"Hiss!" Ling Ge took a breath of cold air, "I've really broadened my horizons!

This is the first time I've seen someone sleep like this, even if it's a nightmare it's too exaggerated!"

569. Unexpectedly, the comparison between grass and trees

“How about we wake up Logan first!

He looks like he's in a lot of pain." The little rascal walked to Logan's side with some worry, and just as he stretched out his hand, he nervously retracted it.

"I can't come in contact with others, so why don't you come?"

"Okay." Ling Ge sneered and raised his fist to hit Logan in the face.

But at this moment, his pupils dilated slightly, because he saw a pair of diamond claws extending from Logan's fingers, and he himself was shaking violently.

"No!"

The next moment, Logan roared, sat up from the bed, and stabbed the two of them with his diamond claws.

"Fuck it, Walter!" Ling Ge cursed inwardly and pushed the little rascal away at the critical moment.

puff!

Although Ling Ge pushed in time, the diamond claw still pierced the little naughty's shoulder.