Stand-in Messenger of Marvel World

Chapter 223 Uncle Wolf Brand Sandbags You Deserve It!

"Believe me, the FBI is definitely not as powerful as me." Dio said the truth.

Christine just smiled and didn't continue the topic.

It wasn't until Dior sent her home, and when she got off the car, she suggested again: "Would you like to go in and sit? Have a cup of coffee or"

Dio glanced at the 'tramp' on the back seat, and said regretfully: "Let's do it next time, it's not convenient now."

Christine didn't know why she was so bold just now, and now that she was rejected, she couldn't muster up the courage anymore, so she waved goodbye to him and went home.

And Dior also drove the homeless back to his home.

Recently, this is the second 'homeless man' who spends the night at his house. Is this popular now?
After throwing it in the guest room, Dio shook his head and went to shower and change for bed.

. . . . . . . . .

The next day, when it was daylight, Dior woke up because of some unexpected sounds.

At first, he thought that a thief had broken into the house, but when he came out, he saw a figure standing in front of the refrigerator, carrying the beer in it, and it was almost too big to hold it in his arms, but he ignored it, as if he would not empty it or pull it down. Same.

"Is this your house? I'm sorry, I found myself here as soon as I opened my eyes. If you're not going to call the police, can you let me leave with two cans of this?"

The homeless man with a beard and messy hair was talking, throwing the beer in his arms back into the refrigerator, and this time he only took out one can, opened it and drank it all in one go, and then let out a sigh of relief. Throwing away the flat soda can, he took out another can and opened it, not caring what the person standing beside him thought.

"Do you still remember? I brought you here yesterday. When I first saw you, you were being beaten on the ground by a group of people. The reason was... grabbing a drink?"

Dio walked over and handed him another can of beer from the refrigerator, and then he took one himself, but after thinking about it, he put the beer back in his hand and took out a can of iced Coke again.

The homeless man who had just finished his second can never refused to come, took the beer Dio handed him, opened it and poured it into his mouth.

Then he seemed to remember something, and said: "I seem to have a little impression. If there is a bottle of whiskey at this time, I will definitely remember it."

"I guess before I showed up, you should have turned over the entire refrigerator. As you can see, this is the only thing I have here besides beer, so do you want a different flavor?" Dio raised the Coke in his hand to signal.

"Kids drink that kind of thing, I still prefer this."

The 'tramps' who drank a can of beer in a few breaths took a drink from the refrigerator more casually this time, probably seeing that the owner here did not intend to drive him out or call the police.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Corona"

Dio glanced at the brand of beer in his hand, then took a sip of Coke and said, "I knew I should buy Budweiser, don't you think so, Mr. Corona?"

'Mr. Corona' threw away another can of Corona beer and shrugged indifferently.

"Let me guess, your name is actually Logan, you're a mutant, right?"

Swish it!
Before Dio finished speaking, the indestructible Adamantium alloy claws cut off the Coke in his hand and stopped in front of his neck.

"who are you?"

Looking into those wild and fierce eyes, Dio knew that this was the Wolverine in his impression, not a wanderer with only confusion and alcoholism.

"Relax, you stained my floor."

The unfinished Coke spilled all over the floor, which made Dio a little helpless.

"Who the hell are you, and why do you know me?" At this moment, Logan was like a completely different person, full of aggression all over his body.

If Dio's answer to him is not satisfactory, the next thing that spilled on the floor might not be Coke, but a brighter red liquid.

"Would you believe me if I said it was a coincidence?"

The answer to Dio was another sharp claw popping out!
I knew that no one would believe the truth these days.

In desperation, Dio spread his hands and said, "It's your self-healing factor that exposed you. It just so happens that I have a good relationship with S.H.I.E.L.D. I've read some information about mutants, including the one codenamed Wolverine."

"SHIELD?"

Although he hadn't dealt with them much, Logan obviously knew about this organization, and also knew that people from S.H.I.E.L.D. had been to the professor's school more than once, and they still belonged to the side that was harmless to mutants for the time being.

And he thought about it, it seems that the other party has not shown any malice since yesterday.

So Logan withdrew his sharp claws, and the fierce light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"I hope you didn't lie to me, otherwise you will definitely regret it!"

"I don't know if I don't regret it later. I only know that I saved you yesterday and gave you a bed to sleep in. Of course, there are other things. Maybe you can express your gratitude." Dio pointed to the cans on the floor.

"Although the first two are your meddling, but for the sake of these beers, thank you."

After finishing the can of beer in his hand, Logan got up and prepared to leave. His identity was discovered and he could not stay here for a long time. He prepared to leave New York and go to other cities to continue his wandering journey.

But before that
Logan found a plastic bag and put all the dozen cans of beer left in the refrigerator into it.

"Hey, what are you doing? This is my home, not a free supermarket!" For some reason, Dior always had a feeling of 'myth busting' in his heart. This must be a fake Uncle Wolf, how could my Uncle Wolf be like this.

What's the difference between this and other people's treats to dinner, and after the guests are full, they have to pack a copy and take it home?
Too much!

"I said thank you, and at your age, Coke is more suitable for you." While talking, Logan threw a can of Coke to him.

"You are robbing, no wonder you were beaten like that yesterday."

"I'll take the wine. Of course, it's okay if you hit me to vent your anger. Don't worry, I won't fight back, but it's better not to use a gun. Last time an old man took a shotgun and took my only good one." The clothes were smashed and it pissed me off so I cut his shotgun into [-] pieces and he called the police right away."

"Are you serious? I'm not taking it lightly."

"Whoa, maybe that should add another bottle of whiskey."

Logan obviously didn't take his words to heart. Young people always don't know the heights of the sky and the earth. If you learn a little taekwondo, you will feel invincible in karate.

"Then it's settled, don't regret it later." Dio also smiled, although everything in front of him was different from what he had imagined, but where can we find such a fun thing as using Uncle Wolf as a sandbag!

　PS: Thank you for the [-] rewards for the non-smoking children’s shoes, and thank you Brother Xiaosa and Woofer for the rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)