Chapter 366

June 3 is King George V's birthday. It is customary to celebrate his birthday. There is a holiday one day. But now is the time of war, the king asked the people not to celebrate his birthday, but to join in praying for the front-line soldiers and the victory of the war. This year, there is another one: I hope the disease can be far away from the world, and I hope the patients can recover as soon as possible.

"A real king can drive away disease." Tolkien prayed with his wife Edith and prepared a big dinner. Today is more or less a holiday, so they invited godmother Warren and Logan to a family dinner. Although the war continues, life will continue.

Mrs. Warren went early to help Edith prepare the food. But Logan thinks she's just shy about going with herself. Although he thought there was nothing to hide, he still respected her choice. In terms of character, Wolverine can be a gentleman to women, but most of them are violent to men. Considering that he was a landlord's child born in a slave manor in the 19th century and an old man approaching the age of 90, it is not surprising that he behaved in this way.

At Mrs. Warren's request, he would come later and bring a bottle of wine as a gift. So, Logan had a good sleep in the daytime. At dusk, he took a bottle from Zhao Mai's unopened wine, sorted out his clothes and set out.

Most of the people on the street were in a hurry, but there were still a few people who said hello to Logan - still women. It is said that women can recognize information through their sense of smell, and the breath of an immortal is unique, which is one of the reasons why he attracts the opposite sex. However, the human sense of smell can not be compared with the dog, and the dog's sense of smell is much weaker than the wolf.

Wolverine stopped at Tolkien's door, sniffed, and then turned to look across the street. Two lanes apart, a man in a gray brown windbreaker stood under a kerosene lamp on the street, looking at the newspaper in his hand with a faint light. Logan squinted and noticed that the words and photos on the newspaper moved.

He looked down at the wine in his hand. It was latuzhuang 1913, a good wine before the outbreak of the war, which could not be wasted. He put the bottle on the ground, moved his wrists and fingers, and went straight to the man.

"Hi, what are you doing here? Can I help you?"

The man looked up, a young white man with bright brown eyes. He smiles at Logan, puts down the newspaper he is carrying, but takes out a magic wand from inside: "faint to the ground!"

A strong sense of vertigo hit Logan, making him recall the storm he met when he first crossed the Atlantic Ocean by boat. Staggering and toppling, followed by shipwrecking and two months of drifting. Titanic was even more miserable that time. He filled the cabin with cold water for three days before he finally opened the door and escaped. So Logan didn't like to ride anything off the ground, and he hated the dizziness.

His eyes were black and his body was in the process of falling. However, his strong self-healing ability soon restored the tense nerves and brain, so he had already supported with both hands before landing on his face. He was never the one who didn't fight back, and the posture of lying on the ground would not affect his flexibility at all. He dashed up with both hands and feet, two steps across the street, like a wolf.

"You bastard want to die!" Logan threw himself into the air, clenched his hands, and thrust his paws through his fingers. He howled and rushed to the wizard in the windbreaker.

The wizard was startled. He really jumped back. With a wave of the magic wand: "all petrified!" The green light broke out between them. Logan was turned into a stone statue in the air. He lost his balance and crashed into the kerosene lamp on the side of the road.

"A werewolf with claws? How can anyone survive and come to England? " The wizard stood up straight, straightened his wrinkled collar, shook his head and said, "sure enough, the Ministry of magic is a bunch of useless fools and rubbish!"

He stepped over the Garou, but heard the sound of Gara Gara under his feet. A large number of cracks appear on the surface of the stone statue, and then the broken stone chips are constantly shaking off. Beneath the thick stone skin of his thumb is Logan's fleshy body. Petrified spell made him lose all his skin and hair, but was blocked in the muscle layer. He is equivalent to being peeled as a whole, and the pain can be imagined!

The pain stimulated his fury, and also stimulated his fighting spirit. Logan explodes his stone statue, and his skin and claws are recovering quickly. Staring at by a faceless but plasma filled mad warrior, the windbreaker knows that things are not going well.

It can be seen that the werewolf's resistance to magic is not good, but such a strong self-healing ability has never been seen before! Physical injury can only stop him for a moment at most, but it can't bring him down completely.

Logan, who has lost his skin, moves slowly. If it is not for his strong self-healing ability, his internal organs will fall out, let alone stand up wobbly. The wizard frowned. He still had a task to finish. He couldn't delay here. He had to make a quick decision.

"Avada The wand was shining green, right in Logan's heart. He rolled his eyes and fell flat on the ground."No matter how strong the body is, it's still a living thing. It's going to die." The wizard no longer disguised his identity, took off his windbreaker, threw it on the roadside, and walked to Tolkien's house in his magic robe and wand.

The owl grey wind, who was healing on the second floor, saw all this through the window and immediately made a sharp sound. The wizard raised his wand and aimed at it. Grey wind jumped down the window, knocked open the door of the room, and rushed down the stairs to the front door. Its flying posture is crooked, but its claws are sharp, its mouth is hard, and it has a brave heart to protect its master.

"What happened?" Mrs. Warren didn't see Logan, and she was still complaining that the man was late. She heard the cry of gray wind, thought she saw Logan, so she pushed the door out.

It was a green light that met her. “AvadaKedavra！”

She fell down and knocked the door open. Gray wind rushed out, wings beat hard to accelerate, claws grabbed down. The wizard frowned, leaned to the side, stretched out his hand and jerked the door. The owl turned half a circle, folded one wing, touched the door with his paw and pushed it. It was not knocked down by the door panel, but had to fly back half a circle to continue the attack.

The wizard's eyes followed the Owl for half a circle, and the curse of life needed to fire a green beam and hit to take effect, but the owl was so flexible that it was not easy to aim. So he chose "all petrified!".

Gray wind body a stiff, directly fell to the ground. At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the wizard's eye. Logan stood up again. His skin had not yet grown out, but it did not affect his running. This time Wolverine didn't roar, and his claws didn't fully recover. But it doesn't affect Logan's killing intention. He wants to tear the wizard in front of him with his teeth!