Youth Is One Kind of Capital, and Experience Is Another

A convoy of modified off-road armored vehicles surrounded the extended Cadillac from both sides, leaving a large space around it; there were exactly ten of them.

One by one, mercenaries with fierce expressions and menacing looks appeared, some setting up heavy machine guns on off-road vehicles, others raising rifles and Submachine Guns, all aiming at Logan and Deadpool.

Because Professor X secretly took action, they subconsciously overlooked the old, young, and lazy people in the Kree.

This group of mercenaries, known as the 'Ravagers,' works for the Alkali Company and their mission is to hunt down a small number of Mutants.

Russell very familiar name. In the X-Men 2 universe, William Stryker's Mutants laboratory was built below the dam on Lake Alcali.

It would be extremely difficult for an ordinary group of people, even soldiers with military training, to fight against Mutants. The Ravagers are able to thrive because, firstly, the Mutants' abilities have been greatly weakened, and secondly, they have undergone modifications.

A closer look reveals that they are not ordinary mercenaries; almost every one of them has a mechanical prosthetic limb, which gives them strength far exceeding that of ordinary people.

They've come with ill intentions!

Logan stopped fooling around with Deadpool and warily watched the mercenary. After the armored vehicle appeared, no other vehicles appeared on this section of the highway, so it was very likely that it had been blocked.

"Wow, it's quite lively, isn't it?"

A blond young man with a mechanically replaced right hand stepped out of the car, looking at Logan with a mocking expression. His name was Donald Pierce, the leader of the Ravagers mercenary team, and also a senior executive of the Alkali Company, in charge of... security.

In fact, the Ravagers mercenary team is the property of the Alkali Company, but because their methods are too shady, they claim to have been hired by the company.

Alkali Company has absolutely no connection with the World Government. They are a legitimate company and have never even heard of anyone secretly experimenting on Mutants children.

"Logan, you've disappointed me again. Look at what you've done. You're asking for it."

Pierce scoffed, then, seeing how much younger Logan looked, didn't think much of it, "Where did you get your hair dyed? It looks great, you look a lot younger."

"Who is this Silly Bird?"

Deadpool asked irritably, how dare someone show off in front of him? If it were Russell, it would be one thing, since he couldn't beat him, but who did this blond-haired guy think he was? He wouldn't even bother to carry his shoes.

"Who knows, maybe they're here to kill us..." Logan replied nonchalantly, his young and strong body stirring up his deep-seated pride; he no longer needed to bow his head to anyone.

A murderous glint flashed in Pierce's eyes, but he did not order the firing, waiting for the real person in charge to arrive.

Rumble—

Two transport helicopters landed, and Pierce's superior arrived at the scene. He was a middle-aged white man with a slightly receding hairline, dressed in a suit and tie, and had an outstanding demeanor.

Dr. Rice!

The fact that he has a receding hairline suggests that he might also be associated with a powerful figure, and indeed he is. Dr. Rice is an elite among anti- Mutants scientists who has made a huge contribution to eliminating the threat posed by Mutants to all of humanity.

He developed genetically modified foods that have no side effects for ordinary people, but Mutants to gradually lose their Mutants genes after consuming them.

When genetically modified foods become widespread globally, Mutants genes are affected, their abilities are greatly weakened, they gradually become ordinary people, and their offspring will never be Mutants again.

Logan was a victim; his healing factor dwindled, and he aged like a normal person, to the point that he would be out of breath after beating up a few thugs.

Perhaps Professor X's brain atrophy is also due to the widespread use of genetically modified foods, or perhaps it is because he overused his brain when he was young, which destined him to develop Alzheimer's disease.

Dr. Rice nodded to Pierce, his gaze sweeping over Logan, then he frowned slightly as he looked at Deadpool: "Who are you?"

Dr. Rice knew nothing about Deadpool, and there was no data about Deadpool in the records, which led him to imagine that there was a lurking Mutants force on Earth.

"Hugh Jack!"

Seeing that someone was talking to him, Deadpool launched into a long, detailed account of his background. "Like Logan, I used to work for X-Weapon. Your dad transformed me into this... Oh, sorry, there's no Deadpool in this version of the story, so let me repeat myself..."

"..."

Dr. Rice stated that he understood each word Deadpool spoke individually, but couldn't understand them at all when put together.

To prevent the possibility of unknown Mutants forces lurking in the shadows, he waved his hand, ordering his men to open the rear cabin of the transport helicopter and release a secret weapon.

X-24!

A mature creation of the Alkali Company's cloned Mutants, he is a complete replica of Logan, without any weakened healing factor, young and strong, and highly aggressive due to being trained as an assassin.

If Logan hadn't met Professor X, X-24 would have been the perfect embodiment of him— Coldblood Beast who only knew how to kill.

"Damn bastard!"

Seeing his own copy, Logan gritted his teeth in anger, while Deadpool clapped his hands and said, "Well done! We can enjoy watching two wild dogs fight. I bet 10 cents that the piracy will kill the original."

"Shut up!"

Logan glared at Deadpool, ignoring what others thought, and strode toward X-24.

He hated the smell of X-24, that coldness and bloodlust, which he now loathed, especially since X-24 shared the same face as him.

"Roar!!" X-24 clenched its fists, extended its claws, and growled at Logan, its Beast instincts alerting him to danger.

"Don't be impulsive, calm down, he's no match for you."

Dr. Rice, his palms sweating, tried to calm the agitated X-24, fearing that he might be provoked by Logan and lose his mind, killing everyone in the process.

"Kid, come here right now. I'll show you that youth is one kind of capital, and experience is another." Logan crossed his arms and swung them to his sides, his six claws shooting out rapidly. In a single step, he was in front of X-24.

Deadpool: "..."

Hearing Logan's shouting, he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

Russell and Professor X exchanged a knowing smile in the car. The smart man realized that Logan was playing a word game. Logan was indeed old, but that was only on the surface; internally, he was at his peak.

Yes, playing with words is also a sign of experience!

Clang!

Sparks flew as the two Beasts fought, their muscles and claws wrestling in a primal carnage.

Blood splattered everywhere!

Cold light rages!

The mercenaries were so overbearing and unreasonable that their faces turned pale; only the guns in their hands could give them a sense of warmth.

X-24 thrust forward with its claws, Logan dodged to the side and tripped it with a hook of his foot. Before X-24 could turn around, Logan swung his claws and severed the tendons in its two thighs, forcing it to its knees. Then, Logan kicked it down from behind with his large foot.

"Rubbish!"

Logan scoffed and plopped down on X-24's back. His left claw shot out and pierced X-24's neck, while his right claw stabbed repeatedly towards X-24's back.

"Ahhh—"

The screams continued. In pain, X-24 used brute force to push Cairo away, then turned and swung its claws to scratch Logan's neck.

Blood spurted out, splashing onto X-24's face, intensifying the ferocity emanating from him.

Logan clutched his neck and took two steps back. When he released his grip, the wound had fully healed. He said, seemingly praising but actually criticizing, "Not bad, the little puppy is quite fierce!"

"Roar!!"

X-24 roared and crossed its claws toward Logan's chest. Unexpectedly, Logan did not retreat an inch and took the blow head-on. Its right fist and claws stabbed straight into Logan's two eye sockets.

With his vision damaged, X-24 let out a painful scream, followed by a series of relentless punctures by Logan into his carotid artery, heart, lungs, liver, and other vital organs.

With his Adamantium skeleton, X-24 can't be dismembered, thus avoiding the embarrassing resurrection situation that happened to Deadpool. But this only guarantees that he won't die. Faced with Logan's crazy fast attack, his self-healing speed can't keep up with the speed of destruction. He was pinned to the ground and soon became a bloody mess.

"No, there's something wrong with Logan..."

Dr. Rice's face turned ashen. The young and strong X-24 was no match for the old and faded Logan. He felt as if his face had been slapped.

At first, Dr. Rice thought Logan had received a power-enhancing drug, but as time went on, Logan became stronger and stronger in battle, without any adverse reactions whatsoever.

He began to realize that Logan hadn't been secretly getting an oil treatment; there was indeed a Mutants force lurking in the shadows who had healed Logan and restored his youth.

"Shoot them all!" Dr. Rice shouted, retreating with two bodyguards toward the transport helicopter.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding—

A hail of bullets pounded the extended Cadillac, the bulletproof glass turning white. Russell pursed his lips, looked away, and reached out to press down on Laura's eager little head.

"Girls shouldn't be so violent, otherwise no one will pursue them when they grow up."

"They dare!"

"..."

Russell rolled his eyes and silently mourned for the boys for three seconds. They would be beaten to death if they chased after them, and they would be beaten to death if they didn't.

"Laura, Russell is right, you can't be as violent as your father." Professor X smiled as he watched this scene, quite satisfied with his old age.

"Professor, the car window is all scratched up. Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

"What can an old man like me do? Alas, I'm old and can't go on like this..."

"Alright then, you can get old as you please. I'm going out to stretch my wrists." Russell shook his head and opened the car door. Professor X didn't want to show off, so he could only reluctantly do it for him.

Actually, he didn't want to either; it was pointless...