Chapter 1: Wolverine Rebirth

吭哧 ... 吭哧 ... The train ran through the tunnel, and the wind blew from my ears.
Song Ye opened her eyes violently, and there was a dazzling light in her eyes, and the movement of the train rolling over the rails to make her feel unreal for a moment.
Obviously before the coma was on the ocean floor and encountered a big bang, why did you get here in a blink of an eye?
"His ..." She raised her hand and rubbed the painful forehead, but she was still frowning, not minding that her head was groggy, and she was shocked to see her hands.
In the explosion at the bottom of the sea, she clearly remembered that her hands had been smashed, but now the hands in front of her eyes are as good as ever, even small. That's right, for a person who has been a killer for nearly 30 years and experienced countless killings and sufferings, the hands in front of him are very different from memories.
The hands in front of him are probably fifteen or sixteen.
Suddenly, she realized the strangeness, and reached out to touch her face. The petite bones and young elastic skin made her heart jump.
This is not her!
Song Ye frowned, and the cold eyes under Liu Hai glanced around.
She thought that she had been put on the train by the organization just now, but after a closer inspection, she found that everything around her was very wrong.
The equipment of this train is old, the seats are all wooden, and the pedestrians are dressed in rustic. The pictorial posted on the carriage is still a cartoon praising the motherland. The date is ... Standing on the ground, staring at the date above the pictorial.
Is it not fifteen years ago?
Because she got up too fast, her head was dizzy, and she had to lean on the carriage behind her to stand still. She glanced under her feet and fixed on a green schoolbag. The contents of the schoolbag had fallen to the ground, and it was messy, but the school seal lying on it was clearly visible.
Class three and five, Song Ye.
At that moment, Song Ye was completely choked.
"Hey, Song Ye, whoever allowed you to stand up, give me a squat!" In shock, an immature female voice came from her ear, arrogant.
Song Ye Xun's reputation passed, and I saw three girls walking in the front aisle, cotton pants, two twist braids, rustic and ugly. The appearance of these people directly verified Song Ye's conjecture. .
Tang Meiling, Zhu Shan, and Zheng Feng, commonly known as three middle schools and three beautiful schools, played an important role in Song Ye's few student careers, of course, and had a negative impact.
Song Ye remembered that the three people had not seen each other for fifteen years.
That is to say, at this moment, where she is on the train that graduated 15 years ago, is also a point of change in her life.
Heaven made a huge joke with her, tormented her for thirty years, and finally buried her at the bottom of the sea, then poured the hourglass back in time 15 years ago. Does this want her to remember or make a new choice?
Her eyes narrowed and her eyes flashed a cold color. Whether it was a dream or not, she would never be the cowardly Song Ye again.
"Hey, Song Ye, are you deaf? I asked you to crouch down, don't interfere with our eyes, haven't you heard?" Seeing Song Ye standing upright and standing still, Tang Meiling's face was black and sharp. The sound seemed to penetrate the compartment.
The surrounding passengers had no psychological understanding of these children, and they went to sleep together, and occasionally several people opened their eyes, only when they were watching the fun.
Song Ye looked back, and his cold eyes fixed on the faces of the three of them. If she remembers correctly, Tang Meiling, the third year of her graduation trip on the third grade, had planned to rectify herself. She hit or scolded herself during the whole journey. She got into the car and squatted directly at the end to make her suffer. Laugh at others. So much so that she got off the bus later, left the team, was taken away by traffickers, and disappeared completely in the school.
Thinking of these fifteen or six-year-old children, fiercely fierce and fierce for 15 years, Song Ye's heart was cold and his eyes became colder.
Tang Meiling was stared at her heart, she couldn't help but be a little scared, but she always treated Song Ye's arrogance and entrenchment so deeply that she calmed herself and continued to scream with her nostrils, "Retract your disgusting look, Song Ye, if you do n’t Obediently do it, you will be very happy to go back to school. "There is one semester before the middle school entrance examination, she can guarantee that Song Ye will die several times.
If it was Song Ye who was fifteen years ago, it would have been scared that the legs and stomach would have been trembling. It is a pity that now standing in front of them is Song Ye, who has been a killer for fifteen years, killing people without blinking. This intimidation is almost trivial.
If they want to play, then they can play with them.
With his eyes flashing, Song Ye turned around and hid in the toilet next to him, seemingly afraid to flee.
The three of them were stunned, and then giggled, Tang Meiling grinned and walked up, "Dare to run away, today I will let you see, what is the meaning of heaven should not be called insomnia, go, go Pull her out. "
Students of this age have the illusion that they are the boss, and oppressing a weak person like Song Ye can greatly satisfy vanity, Tang Meiling feels confident.
Just next second, standing at the door of the toilet, the train rumbled into the tunnel in an instant, and the darkness was in front of her, but she stretched out to pull the door handle, but she swept away, but suddenly she was dragged by a force in the darkness. It wasn't just her, but Zhu Shan and Zheng Feng were also dragged into the toilet.
When the three of them didn't respond, they crackled. I didn't know what was hitting their heads so hard that they cried and cried, "Ah, it hurts, something, stop, ah ..."
It ’s a pity that no matter they shouted their throats, the echo of the blasting tunnel overwhelmed the commotion, their heads were smashed and their heads were covered, and the three men in the narrow toilet were pushing each other in pain, either on their feet or They bumped into each other's heads, and when they were about to get out of the tunnel, the three finally stunned and lived up to expectations.
Song Ye went out of the toilet, rolled a book and stuck it on the door handle, turned quietly, and threw away the wooden scoop in his hand. This is something reserved for dehydration in the toilet. I didn't expect it to be quite easy to use. It was just after a while of exercise. She felt a sore arm, and felt that she would need to strengthen her exercise after returning. This strength is not as good as her past life. Too much.
Although he didn't want to continue to be a murderer, Song Ye knew that the world was dark, and only by himself was the best way.
Looking at the scenery passing by the window, Song Ye's original cold face could not help but smile.
Now that she was in control of her destiny, this time, she would never compromise again.