The Return of the God of War, and His Daughter Never Has to Sleep in a Doghouse Again

"You call this a craniotomy!?"

The moment Logan saw the cleaver in Fang Mo's hand, he practically roared without thinking. "I think you're trying to decapitate me!"

"Decapitate?"

Hearing Logan's accusation, Fang Mo subconsciously glanced at his Manyullyn Cleaver. "You... how did you know I specialize in head-preserving treatment?"

Fang Mo was not just talking nonsense. In the Tinkers' Construct settings, cleavers naturally came with the Beheading II modifier. And since the Manyullyn Cleaver had been with him the longest, what was wrong with adding a few more Beheading modifiers to it?

"You feel like a complete lunatic!"

Seeing that Fang Mo remained unmoved, Logan frowned and said it bluntly.

Then, very quickly, he released Fang Mo's collar and turned toward the door. As he walked, he said, "I never should've believed your bullshit in the first place. I've changed my mind. I'm leaving this damn place, and you..."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Seeing Logan's attitude, Fang Mo rubbed his forehead in frustration. "I went through a lot of trouble to cure you. Can't you try to understand me?"

"Went through a lot of trouble trying to pry open my skull, you mean?"

Logan stopped and turned back toward Fang Mo. "What, are you expecting me to thank you?"

"Come on, man, you're Wolverine. The most popular character in the X-Men series, an adamantium-boned tough guy who could tank a nuke with his physical body and not even die. What's wrong with opening your skull to pull out a bullet? If that doesn't work, I'll have Charles play you some ASMR... let you get a cranial orgasm and relax first, okay?"

Holding the cleaver, Fang Mo spread his hands. "Besides, I'm Jesus. Even if you really die, I can bring you back to life."

"Wait, why am I getting