Chapter 18 The mutant’s number one hater!

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The manor of the Lawrence family is located in the most luxurious wealthy area of ​​Santa Fe.

Those who can live here are the richest businessmen in the entire Santa Fe city, and ordinary people can't set foot here at all.

The manor of the Lawrence family is the center of the wealthy area. From a distance, it looks like a gorgeous castle.

Led by the servant, Logan successfully entered this luxurious manor.

There are forests in the manor, and there are even a few ancient trees that look hundreds of years old.

These forests are carefully trimmed by gardeners every day. The lush forests are neat and tidy, without any abrupt places. The air here is extremely fresh. It is hard to imagine that in this desert, there can be such fresh air.

Logan followed the servant, and adjusted his wrinkled cheap suit a little restrainedly, trying to make himself look not so out of place.

After all, compared with the Lawrence family's manor, the abandoned factory where he lived was simply a garbage dump!

Even the attendant who led the way, wearing a uniform tailcoat, looked more expensive than his cheap suit.

"Mr. James, Master Chris is waiting for you upstairs."

The attendant took Logan into a palace-like residence. The magnificent house, any simple-looking decoration, was enough to replace an ordinary person's annual salary!

The spiral staircase leading to the second floor, the handrails were even all plated with real gold, and it was extremely dazzling under the reflection of natural light.

The attendant took Logan upstairs and knocked gently on the door outside a room, "Master Chris, Mr. James is here."

After saying that, without waiting for a response from inside, the attendant turned and went downstairs, and before leaving, he signaled Logan to push the door and enter.

Logan also opened the door and entered the office.

Although it is called an office, its area is larger than a standard basketball court. The side with good lighting is all decorated with floor-to-ceiling windows, and you can clearly see the blue sky and white clouds outside at a glance.

The office was carefully decorated. Any of the paintings on the wall could be auctioned for tens of millions of dollars. The youngest items in the collection display cabinets date back to the first industrial revolution!

On the leather sofa in the office, Chris, who was drinking tea, saw Logan and greeted him with a smile, "Logan, I'm glad you're on time."

Logan nodded, and at the same time looked at the other person sitting on the sofa opposite Chris, his face suddenly stiffened.

Chris hurriedly introduced with a smile, "This is my guest today, Mr. Donald Pierce. By the way, he is a die-hard fan of Wolverine. You may have a lot of common topics."

"When I was a child, I often listened to the stories of Wolverine and X-Men. I have a special liking for the stories of superheroes."

Donald smiled and stood up, extending his hand to Logan enthusiastically.

Logan stared at Donald, scanned the office, and after making sure that there were no fully armed guys hiding in the office, he shook hands with him politely.

Compared with Donald's smiling face, Logan's expression was slightly bleak.

He didn't expect that Donald would go directly to the Lawrence family and even arrange for him to meet with them!

Chris looked at the two shaking hands, still smiling, "I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to deal with, Logan, I hope you can have a good chat with Mr. Donald."

After that, Chris got up and left the office.

Donald sat back in his original seat and warmly invited Logan to sit down.

"I heard from Mr. Chris that you were an Uber driver before?" Donald used his mechanical arm to play with a teacup in front of him, while squinting at Logan, "I'm just looking for a Mexican woman with a little girl. I wonder if you have received them?"

Logan knew that he was asking about Laura, and immediately shook his head decisively, "I haven't seen them."

Donald was not surprised by Logan's reply, and continued: "The Mexican woman's name is Gabriela."

Logan's expression was still indifferent, "I haven't heard of it."

Although he had just texted Gabriela last night, Logan knew that if he admitted it at this time, it would definitely bring some unnecessary trouble.

Donald smiled and shook his head, picked up the teacup and took a sip, but his eyes were fixed on Logan.

Although Logan acted very calm, Donald did not believe his words.

He understood that the only person Gabriela would contact when he came to Santa Fe City was Wolverine. After all, Laura had Wolverine's genes. If there was anyone who was capable and would help her, there was only Wolverine.

But Logan insisted that he didn't know him, and Donald had no choice. This was not the time to confront Logan head-on. After all, they still had to rely on each other to lure Laura out.

After drinking the tea in the teacup, Donald stopped asking questions and stood up and handed Logan a business card.

"I think you have met too many customers and can't remember them all at once. I hope you can remember them well later. If you remember the information of the Mexican woman and the child, you can call me at any time."

As he said that, he showed a warm smile on his face, "Don't worry, Mr. Logan's work will not be in vain. The little girl is very important to us. If you tell us about her, we will provide you with a generous reward."

Logan took the business card, glanced at it briefly, nodded, and put it in his pocket.

Donald smiled happily and turned to leave the office.

Logan looked at Donald's back and sat on the sofa with a gloomy face.

It seems that the Lawrence family and Donald have at least a cooperative relationship on the surface, which is not a good thing for him.

"It seems that you had a good chat."

Chris suddenly pushed the door open and looked at Logan with a smile.

"Why tell him, I'm in Santa Fe City, you should know that he is a hunter in the mutant laboratory!"

Logan looked at Chris coldly, and he was full of anger at the backstab of the Lawrence family.

Although he knew that Donald would definitely find someone to find out his whereabouts, he didn't expect that the Lawrence family would betray him so easily!

"Mr. Donald works for Dr. Rice, who is the top biologist in the United States."

Chris did not respond to Logan's question directly, and said to himself: "Having a good relationship with him will be of great benefit to the family."

"They are not good people. If something unexpected happens, they will abandon you at any time."

Logan was not warning with good intentions, but was worried that the Lawrence family had too deep cooperation with Donald's group, which would be disadvantageous to him.

And he remembered that Dr. Rice had participated in the research on genetically modified food for mutants.

This guy is the number one anti-fan of mutants. To be honest, if there is a chance, Logan will choose to kill Rice.

"You don't need to worry about this kind of thing. As long as you work for Lawrence, no one will hurt you."

Chris still smiled, turned around and walked to the desk, carefully picking up a porcelain bowl on the table.

"Do you know this? Look how beautiful it is. It is simply an unparalleled craft in human history. It is hard to imagine how such a perfect treasure could be made in the East more than a thousand years ago."

Chris looked at the porcelain bowl, his eyes were intoxicated.

"Tang Sancai."

Logan glanced at the porcelain bowl. He didn't know much about antiques, but the standard white, green and yellow mixed colors of the porcelain bowl allowed him to tell the variety of the porcelain bowl. After all, he was from China before crossing.

"That's right."

Chris carefully put down the porcelain bowl and exclaimed: "The treasures left by the oriental country that calls itself Tang simply fascinate everyone."

"Just say it."

Logan didn't want to continue the topic of antiques. He didn't believe that Chris was just showing off his collection.

Chris smiled lightly, "Remember the gang of robbers you encountered when you and Samuel went to Nevada last time? You killed ten of them by yourself."

Logan didn't respond, just quietly waiting for Chris's next words.

Chris suddenly put away his smile and said in a deep voice: "They are not ordinary gang members, but members of the Juarez family. Maybe you don't know that the Juarez family and our Chris family have always been mortal enemies. At least since my great-grandfather's generation, there has been a fight between the two sides. At that time, it was popular to fight with revolvers."

"You want me to kill the Juarez family?"

Logan asked with a gloomy face, "Then you think too highly of me."

Now he doesn't have the strength to confront a big family head-on.

"No, no, no."

Chris shook his head repeatedly and continued to talk to himself: "Most of the Juarez family's industries are smuggling businesses. Recently, I got news that they have a batch of antique ceramics to be smuggled in from the port of New York. That is a batch of coveted wealth."

"You want me to intercept the goods?"

Logan immediately understood, and also understood Chris's intention to arrange for him to meet with Donald today.

He wanted to tell himself that if he didn't agree, they would let Donald do it to him at any time!

"It's always so pleasant to chat with smart people."

Chris smiled and looked at Logan, looking at the porcelain bowl, "Look, how beautiful it is, there are countless treasures as beautiful as it in that batch of goods."

Logan did not respond, but just looked down at the porcelain bowl, and found that Chris's love for the porcelain bowl seemed to be just a simple pretense, and he didn't even know that it was tilted.

Logan reached out and wanted to put the porcelain bowl straight.

However, just as his hand was halfway extended, Chris slapped it away in disgust, "Don't touch it! Méprisable!"

Logan's face darkened, but he recovered in an instant, retracted his palm, and whispered, "Sorry."

Chris stopped talking nonsense, stared at the porcelain bowl, and said sternly, "Go back and pack up, we will leave tonight, it's a big deal, I don't want to see any accidents!"

Logan nodded, turned and walked out of the office, and as the office door closed, his expression instantly became cold.

Chris may not know that Logan, as a Canadian, knows a few words of French.

And Logan knows that the word he just said means cheap in French!