Marvel: My Ex-Girlfriend Is Everywhere

Sensoji Temple is the oldest temple in Higashitsu, and it is also a popular tourist attraction.

Every year, nearly 30 million people come here to take pictures, especially around New Year's Day, when there are many pilgrims who come to worship.

Today, a long cordon has been set up here, and the Metropolitan Police Department has deployed a large number of manpower to maintain order and safety.

Outside is a rush of reporters and citizens, converging into a turbulent ocean.

The streets and roads around Sensoji Temple were all emptied and blocked, and black cars parked in front of this historic temple like a long winding dragon.

Many big shots in black suits and solemn faces got out of the car. They were all mourners who came to mourn.

Luxurious cars rained on the wide streets. Apart from the relatives and friends of the Yashida family, as well as elite celebrities from all walks of life, even the people of Dongjin's words came here in person and presented wreaths and elegiac couplets.

It is said that Mr. Prime Minister took time out of his busy schedule to call Yashida Shingen to give his condolences to him, preparing to award medals to commend Yashida Ichiro’s outstanding achievements.

After a person's death can have such a sensational pomp, it is enough to prove how prominent the power and status of the Yashida family in this country.

Although 80% of the neon people believe in Shintoism, they generally use Buddhist funerals after their deaths. The body of Yashida Ichiro is placed in the nave of Sensoji Temple, and there are waves of chanting in the main hall.

Logan got out of a black car. He had already booked a ticket, but the sudden death of Yashida Ichiro disrupted the plan.

Because of emotion and reason, I have to wait until the funeral is over before I can leave.

Business and political tycoons and celebrities arrived one after another, entering Sensoji Temple, which had long been blocked and emptied.

Following Yuuki in a black kimono, Logan also walked into Sensoji Temple.

The bodyguards on both sides of the road were holding submachine guns openly, with an alert and solemn look.

Arriving between the pavilions in the depths of the courtyard, Logan's eyes were attracted by the mighty armor standing next to the statue of Yashida Ichiro.

"The armor belongs to the silver warrior, and he will stand there forever guarding the soul of the elder." Xuexu explained softly.

The Silver Samurai is the most powerful warrior in the Yashida family, like a legendary existence, no one has ever seen it with his own eyes.

At this time, under the guidance of the monk, the granddaughter of Yashita Ichiro, Mariko, gradually came to bow and bow before the portrait.

He cleaned up his mood, he was about to leave after a few days anyway.

"Wait!" Logan inadvertently caught a glimpse of the hideous tattoo on the monk's arm.

His keen intuition drove him to come out more and more, ignoring the scolding of the bodyguards behind him, and grabbing the monk who showed the flaw.

Who knew that the other party directly drew the gun from the generous monk's robe, and shot a bullet directly through his lower abdomen.

The crowd screamed in panic, and the gunshots were loud and continuous, and they were caught off guard.

The bodyguards around were shot down one after another, the monks in a group opened their robes, and the vicious and hideous black tattoos were undoubtedly revealed.

If it had changed from the usual, Logan would have been exposed to the dense rain of bullets, showing a pair of Adamantium alloy claws and rushing to kill him.

However, an inexplicable sense of weakness lingered all over the body, and Mariko was kidnapped and taken away by a gang of bandits in a dazed line of sight.

Logan took a few breaths, finally regaining a bit of strength, and stretched out his claws to kill the enemy in front of him.

He looked around, and the interior of Sensoji Temple was in chaos, like a boiling pan, the sound of gunshots and screams mixed and echoed.

Wolverine had never encountered such a situation before, his Self-healing Ability disappeared, and his whole body felt like a bad cold, soft and even standing unsteady.

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

Logan cursed in a low voice, struggling to rush to stop the man who took Mariko, but he was caught by a powerful arm.

"Come here, sit down and have a sip of tea." Zhou Luo pulled Wolverine over and sat on the steps with a smile on his face, and then waved back to Erica with a grim face.

"Leave it to you, don't make it too bloody, it won't be good to scare the children."

Erica curled her lips and rushed to catch up with the gunman who had killed him outside Sensoji Temple.

She was quietly rescued by Zhou Luo overnight, but her heart was suffocated these days, and she vented all on these gangsters.

"Why are you guys here?"

Logan squinted at this young man. He took the time to return to school and naturally heard a series of legendary stories about Zhou Luo.

Such as punching Stryker, kicking Magneto, Brotherhood disappearing in the middle of talking and laughing...

A serious person like Wolverine almost didn't laugh at the time...

"Oh, you thought I would come," Zhou Luo patted Wolverine's shoulder with a face slung, "If it wasn't for the big bald head, I guess I wouldn't bother to care about you."

Holding a 300-pound Logan in one hand, Zhou Luo walked out of the Sensoji Temple as if strolling in a leisurely garden.

"You bastard, let me go!"

Wolverine's face flushed red, and he was about to cry. He Wolverine Logan, a handsome seven-foot man, has never been carried in his hands during this long life!

This is a naked humiliation to him! He is almost crying! See the tears in the corners of his eyes!

Zhou Luo ignored Wolverine's struggle and brought him to Sensoji Temple along the way.

He parked his motorcade outside, opened the door, and Zhou Luo stuffed Wolverine in.

"Don't toss Logan, you are so weak that you can still do it."

"Damn it, how could this be?"

Logan was leaning on the black leather seat, his hands dripping with blood. After the Adamantium claws were retracted, the wound on his hands did not recover as quickly as usual.

In the past, it was just a pain, but now he is constantly tortured by this pain, coupled with the wound from a bullet on his body, this tough guy's forehead is bulging with bruises and cold sweat.

"It's alright, you can rest quickly, I'll find someone to bandage you up."

Zhou Luo sighed and waved to the outside, and immediately two beautiful doctors with white skin and white uniforms came to treat Wolverine with a smile.

"This is something I prepared specially for you. Enjoy it, mighty Wolverine." Chen Xuan grinned and walked towards Sensoji Temple again.

"Yashita Ichiro suspended himself to deceive everyone, and then deprived Logan of his self-healing factor to regain his youth and life.

And his son Yoshida Shingen is colluding with the gang, wanting to seize power in one fell swoop, the two sides are in intrigue, and HYDRA is eyeing..."

The undercurrent of Dongjin is like a cloud covering huge amounts of clouds. The conflicts that broke out in many places made the city a mess and gradually became chaotic.

"Then I will be on the stage too." Zhou Luo smiled and participated in this interesting playground. .

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