November 22, 1963—it was a warm, sunny afternoon.
A perfect day for an ascension.
Since this was a political performance, Kennedy had fully embraced Vought's advanced concepts and gave a grand wave of his hand—
A nationwide live broadcast!
Kennedy knew he had died here before, yet his confidence to do this stemmed from the fact that Viktor's newly formed special forces, along with numerous military and police units, had thoroughly swept Dallas several times to ensure no suspicious or dangerous individuals could get close.
Unless someone used superpowers.
Fang Yuan: "???"
Kennedy would ride through the streets of Dallas, greeting the citizens.
This, combined with Kennedy's decision to keep the car's convertible top down, was promoted as a sign of his trust in the people, and it indeed won him much goodwill.
This time, he was still traveling with his wife, Jessica. Speaking of Jessica, she was also an extraordinary woman.
The public's most vivid impression of her was likely when she crawled onto the trunk to retrieve Kennedy's skull fragments during the assassination.
Many clickbait accounts used photos from the scene to portray a beautiful love between Jessica and Kennedy, using it to grab attention.
But few knew that less than a year after Kennedy's Death, Jessica got involved with his brother, Robert!
Robert was closer to her than to his own wife, and he didn't hide it at all.
Later, when Robert was assassinated and became brain-dead, it was Jessica who decided to unplug the ventilator.
Recalling that Monroe had once been a lover to both Kennedy and Robert, Fang Yuan could only comment on how messy that social circle was.
Of course, this wasn't a major issue in politics; at most, it provided tabloid fodder, and it wasn't even that rare.
Didn't the son of a recent elderly President get together with his brother's widow?
Jessica's uniqueness didn't stop there. In the same year Robert was assassinated, she lightning-fast married the even wealthier Greek Shipping Tycoon.
A few years later, when the Greek Shipping Tycoon passed away, Jessica waived her inheritance but received $35 million in compensation.
Looking at Jessica's life, one could see she was a very resourceful woman; she always made the most appropriate choices at critical moments and had the ability to secure her own interests.
And Monroe actually thought she could replace her as First Lady?
The difference in their levels of sophistication was far too great.
Monroe was simply no match for Jessica.
Of course, even though Jessica had her own wild phase later, her performance by Kennedy's side for now was impeccable.
Not only could she tolerate Kennedy's philandering ways, but she could also assist him politically, truly earning the title of First Lady.
The handsome and dashing young President, paired with the highly regarded First Lady—this combination immediately became the star attraction of Dallas today.
Wherever their car went, it was met with bursts of cheers, coming not only from white people but also from a significant number of Black people.
If one looked closely, the figures of Awakened could even be spotted.
Live broadcast cameras were set up all along the route, and they soon arrived at the place that haunted Kennedy's dreams.
Dealey Plaza.
Jessica could clearly feel Kennedy's body tense up and his movements become stiff as the car drove through here.
She didn't know why, but she still fulfilled her duty as a wife, reaching out to hold Kennedy's hand.
Kennedy felt a bit of comfort and forced a small smile at Jessica.
However, Logan, sitting in the front seat, began to frown.
He smelled the scent of danger.
Relying on his formidable skills and the fact that he had saved Kennedy before, Logan had become Kennedy's lead bodyguard. Since he was also a member of Vought, he was naturally brought along for this televised public appearance.
Logan was well-accustomed to the battlefield and had recently undergone frequent training in defensive hazards, so the moment he entered Dealey Plaza, he sensed something was wrong.
His Beast Sense vaguely perceived a threat approaching. Over the past month, Logan had trained most on how to utilize his Beast Sense superpower, so he immediately made a judgment—
"Danger!"
Logan spun around and lunged at Kennedy. In the nationwide live broadcast, viewers only saw the bodyguard, Wolverine, tackle the pale-faced Kennedy in broad daylight.
"Shocking! Bodyguard's Beastly Instincts Erupt, Doing This to the President in Public!"
In that instant, the Vought-affiliated media already had their headlines ready.
But the reporters quickly snapped out of it—stop, stop, Wolverine is one of our own.
But who says being one of our own means no one can fire a gun?
Bang!
Thanks to Vought's updates in camera technology, the viewers in front of their televisions heard the gunshot just as clearly as the people at the scene.
People didn't see where the shot came from, but everyone knew where the bullet landed.
"Ugh!"
Wolverine Logan let out a muffled groan as a blood flower bloomed on his left shoulder. Everyone was horrified because, judging by the trajectory, if Logan hadn't tackled Kennedy, that bullet would have hit Kennedy in the back.
"Assassination!"
Before people could even scream, three more gunshots rang out.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
The intervals between shots were very short; clearly, there was more than one shooter.
Of these three bullets, one hit Logan in the back, one struck his throat, and the last one even bored directly into the center of his forehead!
But even so, Logan held Kennedy firmly protected beneath him, and Kennedy suffered no injury at all.
Only then did the Secret Service Agents swarm in. They were professionals dedicated to protecting the President, yet compared to Wolverine, their reactions were incredibly sluggish.
They only managed to cover Jessica after the shooter had already fired four rounds.
Of course, this didn't mean they were weak. Compared to the overhyped female bodyguard of a certain former Japanese Prime Minister, these Secret Service Agents were already very professional.
It was the same in Fang Yuan's past life; the moment the gunshots rang out, the Agents immediately tried to shield Kennedy, but by then, the ambushed Kennedy had already bid the World farewell with a smile.
It was still the fault of the convertible car.
In this situation, the people in front of their televisions actually saw more clearly than the crowd on the scene because the cameras were focused entirely on the President's vehicle.
Seeing Wolverine Logan covered in blood while protecting Kennedy beneath him, the audience breathed a sigh of relief, but their hearts immediately clenched again.
Although the President was fine, Logan had been hit by four bullets; there was no way he could survive.
Just as people were mourning the loss of such an excellent bodyguard, Wolverine's body suddenly twitched, and then, under the terrified gazes of all the viewers, he pushed himself up using the car door!
Furthermore, the wounds on Logan's chest, neck, and forehead were actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!
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