witcher in marvel

Chapter 323 X Assault Squad
"Scatter and retreat!!"

This group of terrifying killing machines were not real robots, but still had human thinking. After realizing that Bai Jinglan could not be provoked, the captain resolutely gave the order to evacuate.

Without hesitation, more than a dozen team members swung the energy blade in their fists, cut through the wall like cutting tofu, and fled in all directions.

Their running speed was comparable to that of a cheetah, and within a few breaths, they disappeared into the darkness without a trace of light.

"Did you run away?"

Bai Jinglan pouted, then waved his hand.

"The lock of the sky!"

In the next instant, golden ripples appeared in the cold and clear air, and chains shining with dazzling brilliance suddenly extended along the empty night.

"Wow ah-"

"What is this!!"

After a few breaths, accompanied by sharp metallic sounds, the escaped black guards were pulled back by the sky lock, curled up and hit the stone wall of the temple, and then rolled down onto the blood-stained ground. on the floor.

A group of killers were thrown to the ground, and although they recovered quickly, they still couldn't help but feel trembling in the face of helpless opponents.

"Who are you?" The captain tried to keep calm, "A mutant?"

Bai Jinglan answered without asking: "Have you seen many mutants in the Roxon company's base?"

The captain pursed his lips and showed a contemptuous smile: "Are you arresting us to torture us? Stop dreaming, my people are tougher than Snake Tanz, no one will let you go... "

Bai Jinglan stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Do you believe that people have souls?"

"Of course people have souls, but I don't know if mutants like you have souls, but I hope you have souls—" The captain calmly stared at Bai Jinglan with a creepy gaze, grinning Laughing, "Because my boss will definitely kill you, and we will all be waiting for you in the fire of hell, tearing you into thousands of pieces!"

"It turns out that you also know that you will go to hell."

Bai Jinglan shook his head sarcastically, and changed his tone, "But I'm sure, you must not know how terrible hell is, otherwise, how dare you do so many evil things? Especially... you dare to shout at the lord of hell."

Accompanied by the stern declaration, Bai Jinglan pulled the lock of the sky.

In an instant, the sky lock changed from real to virtual, pulling the souls of a group of black guards out of their bodies.

More than a dozen souls tied into rice dumplings looked at the corpse lying on the ground in astonishment, each of them dumbfounded, not knowing how to react.

"that's me?"

"I saw it, and me, him, Bell, Luther—"

"How is this going?"

"Don't you understand yet?"

Bai Jinglan flicked his fingers in vain, and the gloomy gate of hell opened, and then smiled at them, "You are already dead, and for the next billions of years, you can only repent in hell..."

"hell?"

"soul?"

"and many more……"

No tears without seeing the coffin.

If they really believed in the soul and hell, how could they do evil without scruple?
Whether it is heaven or hell, for them, it will always be just a happy word, until the moment they finally see hell, these guys who keep saying they are not afraid of going to hell will really reveal their true nature.

Bai Jinglan didn't bother to listen to their nonsense, so he just threw the sky lock, and a dozen noisy and sinful souls were thrown into hell like dumplings.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Bai Jinglan threw out a dozen more black lantern rings, and a group of black guards immediately revived on the spot.

"Owner!"

The black lantern messengers saluted respectfully.

Bai Jinglan waved his hand: "Tell me about the news from Roxon."

The bald captain nodded, and was about to speak when he suddenly paused and reached out from his belt to take out a mobile phone.

He looked at it and said, "Master, it's the chief executive of Roxon Company."

Bai Jinglan was taken aback. Could it be that Roxon Company installed monitoring equipment to know that all these people were dead?

"Answer."

"Yes!"

The bald captain turned on the phone, and a burly white man appeared on the screen, sitting on a comfortable seat in a suit and leather shoes, holding a glass of blood-red wine in his hand.

"Sir!"

The bald captain looked stern, no different from before.

The white man seemed to sweep the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood behind him, and nodded in satisfaction: "Mr. Klein, it seems that you have done a good job."

The bald captain was neither sad nor happy: "Thank you, sir, for your compliment!"

The white man changed his tone: "Just now the research institute reported to me that you both lost your vital signs at the same time, what's going on?"

The bald captain said nonsense with a calm expression: "The guerrillas planted an electromagnetic bomb trap, which disrupted the surveillance devices in our bodies, but it didn't cause us much harm. You don't need to worry."

"Worried? I'm not worried, Mr. Klein. Worry is only for those who earn an hourly wage and pay taxes. I only do business with certainty." The white man shook his glass and said lightly, "Just look at what I spend here For the price of a bottle of Xu Kun Gong wine, most Africans can live comfortably for a whole year...that is sure."

The bald captain nodded silently.

"Five days from now in the morning, Congress will meet to decide whether to allocate billions of dollars worth of defense contracts to this company. I have spent a considerable amount of money to ensure that the outcome of the meeting is also certain."

The white man paused, and said with emphasis, "The most important thing for us now is to prevent our transaction in Columbia from being exposed by the evening news. In addition... I also promise to bring Wolverine's head to the next shareholder At the convention, you and your army were designed to be superior to Wolverine in every way, and I hope to see Wolverine's head within three days."

"Yes, sir!"

"Remember to keep a low profile and don't make it known to everyone...I'll wait for your good news."

The white man hung up the phone.

The bald head put away the phone and looked at Bai Jinglan: "Master?"

"Another hearing?"

Bai Jinglan sneered and shook his head, motioning, "Let's talk about the black guard first!"

"We are an elite combat team under the Black Guard. The official name is 'X Assault Squad'. There are twelve people in total. It is the latest research result of the Black Guard..."

The Black Guard is a mercenary team of the Roxon Corporation, which specializes in helping with black jobs, such as protecting Roxon's coal mines, massacring conflicting resistance organizations, etc., but the X Assault Squad has just been formed recently.

They are all experienced veterans, and all of them are elites who have been on the battlefield.

On the eve of their retirement, they were packaged by the military and sent to Roxon Corporation to become guinea pigs in the laboratory. There were originally nearly 1000 people, but only 12 were successfully transformed.

They have undergone an experimental cleansing, and gained a difficult rebirth, endowed with the self-healing factor of the dead woman, indestructible Edman alloy bones, and high-speed particle shock claw blades...

However, these aren't their scariest weapons.

The X-Force's most feared weapons are firearms, or more precisely, cancer cell bullets.

The cancer cell bullets specially manufactured by the scientists of Rodson Company are worth 25 US dollars each. The super high price is directly proportional to the power. In just two or three days, from a healthy person to a terminal cancer.

These terrifying cancer cells can even suppress the self-healing factor. Even mutants with self-healing factors like Zhengtu and Death Girl will kneel down very simply if they get hit by one.

Maybe Wolverine's self-healing factor can resist it, but at most he can barely guarantee his immortality, but he will also become a sick child in the future.

This is the confidence of Roxon to capture Wolverine.

When Bai Jinglan heard this, he gasped.

The Roxon company is really poisonous. Cancer, a terminal illness, is really the bane of many mutants who are proud of their vitality. If it can be mass-produced, it will definitely make mutants drink a pot.

The task of the X Assault Squad this time is to destroy the rebels. A group of weak opponents don't need cancer bullets at all, so they didn't carry that kind of expensive bullets, otherwise Bai Jinglan might have to taste the taste of cancer... Of course, it is more likely that the defense cannot be broken.

Even an Adamantium alloy bullet can't break through Man of Steel, so don't mention that he has a virus.

Bai Jinglan thought for a while, and made a decision: "For the time being, you keep it as it is, and when the Congress begins, then play a big game for the Roxon Group in front of the media... Also, bring Friday to the resident , copy all the information there.”

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(End of this chapter)