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Chapter 273 The Strongest Mercenary

Russia, sky above a block of a large city.

On one side of the battle are a few vertical take-off and landing fighter jets that are equipped with quite advanced military equipment in the world, and on the other side is a lone green figure—doesn't it look like a close battle?Well, it really isn't.It's just that the ones who were unilaterally crushed were those heavily armed fighter planes.

If this air battle lasted longer, the Russian military should have rushed to the scene to intervene.But it ended too quickly. From the fierce battle to the last fighter being cut and fell down by a pair of giant scissors, the whole process took about three to five minutes.

However, although these fighter jets are not enough for Eric, but as the mastermind behind the scenes, they can mobilize such a level of combat power in Russia, and their energy should not be underestimated.

Who is that guy named "Odysseus"? In fact, Eric is also a little concerned.

But these are not the primary issues, so let's put it aside for the time being.After resolving the battle, Eric first landed back to look for the figure of the death knell, but he was nowhere to be found.

Eric rose to a high altitude, looked down and searched twice along the block, but still found nothing.If he stayed any longer, the Russian army might come to intervene, and he had to retreat temporarily.

But where did the death knell go?Based on his injury, he shouldn't recover so quickly, and he won't be able to walk very far.

Unless he has other helpers?
Eric's guess was partly correct, Deathstroke did get someone's help, but it wasn't the "helper" he expected.

When Deathstroke opened its leaden eyelids, it was the dim light from the broken window hung with cobwebs.The air was thick with dust and smelled of blood—his own, of course.

In addition to a mess of internal injuries and fractures, Deathstroke felt that a piece of his head might still be missing in the explosion of the stray bullet just now.But if it's just like this, it's no big deal, anyway, he has encountered worse situations, and his powerful self-healing factor will solve everything.

Compared to this, he cared more about what happened before he fell into a coma.

"Yo." The death knell turned his head to one side, and saw a guy wrapped in a red tight leather jacket with black eye circles on his mask, lazily leaning on the sofa on one side, with one foot on the armrest of the sofa, doing nothing. Very imageless.

"Wade?"

"It's really flattering that you remember our names. Ha, ever since I was tricked by you that day, I've been worrying every day in my dreams that you've forgotten us."

Deathstroke frowned slightly.

He uses "we" to refer to himself, which is his personal quirk, and it sounds like he's right.But how is this possible?He should obviously be dead.

This guy's name is Wade Wilson, and his international code name is "Deadpool".Like Deathstroke, he is a mercenary, and he might even be dubbed "the number one mercenary in the world".The reason why the industry gave this glorious title to the death knell is mainly because of Deadpool's well-known flaws--extremely weird personality, and too many words, which makes employers have to fight A big discount.

But in terms of task efficiency and personal ability alone, it is said that he is not inferior to Death Knell.

But in fact, these two top mercenaries have not met each other for so many years. Their first meeting was nearly a month ago.And it wasn't a happy memory for either of them.

a month ago.

That was a task that might be a bit difficult for ordinary mercenaries.The target's name was Jennifer Byrd, a former German scientist engineer turned arms dealer.He traveled around Europe in a private jet with a real stockpile of weapons and munitions hidden on board.And his clients will help him pay the tariffs for each stop.

As for the special trip that caused the death knell's employer to be concerned, there seemed to be intelligence that Byrd would sell nuclear weapons secrets to the Iranians, which caused quite a stir at the time.The client pays Deathstroke to stop Byrd, kill him and bring back the briefcase containing the secrets.In view of political considerations and troublesome procedures, the task requirement is not to take risks on the ground.

For Deathstroke, this may not have been a very difficult assignment in his mercenary career, but his employers didn't think so.Obviously, because the employer felt that this task was too important, he was the only one who was not at ease, so he paid a lot of money to invite Deadpool, a mercenary who was as famous as Death Knell, to cooperate and let them complete this task side by side.

Perhaps this client had good intentions.But for Deathstroke, this is simply a nightmare.

Deadpool hasn't stopped talking for a second since they boarded the plane and took off.His mouth is like a machine gun with unlimited bullets, and he can't stop talking.It’s fine if that’s the case, but he can always come up with some weird cheap jokes. There were a few times that Death Knell almost couldn’t hold back his cheap mouth, but he finally held back. .

According to the plan, when they caught up with Zhan Ruifu Bird's private jet, the cabin door opened at an altitude of [-] meters.Deathstroke put on his equipment, put on his two-color mask, and leaped down from the cabin with a long sword in both hands. He just landed on the top of the private jet below, and stabbed the blade into the metal shell to fix it. out of shape.

"Yeah! Huh! I've been wanting to play like this for a while!"

The one who jumped down while screaming at the back was undoubtedly Deadpool.He leapt onto the top of the plane in a death knell motion, stabbed his sword into the plane's hull and fixed it, screaming like a bungee jumping kid.

Deathstroke glanced at him in disgust, but at the same time, he was surprised that this unscrupulous guy could jump from this height without wearing any protective equipment including an oxygen mask. It seems that this guy's name is not blown out.

Thinking in my heart, the movement of Death Knell's hand didn't stop for a moment.He reached out and grabbed the door of the plane, tore it off with all his strength, and threw it away like a bunch of waste paper, and was thrown behind with the strong wind.

"Awesome! This is awesome!" Deadpool exclaimed loudly without hesitation, "Seriously, dude, how do you usually exercise? Do you practice aerobics every day or something?"

Deathstroke still chose to ignore him, and the two jumped into the cabin one after the other.The bodyguards in black jumped up and swarmed towards the two of them. Unfortunately, in front of the world's top two mercenaries, this group of people is really not even an appetizer.In less than 2 minutes, they were lying on the ground in the cabin, and the floor of the cabin was painted blood red.

"If I were you, I would take the opportunity to beg for mercy." When the death knell took the box containing the confidential content step by step and began to prepare to install the C4 bomb, Deadpool caught the poor man like an idler. Mr. Bird chattered, "Let me tell you a secret, don't look at this guy's vicious look now, in fact, if you beg for mercy, maybe he will consider letting you go."

Deathstroke loaded the explosives, glanced at him, picked up the briefcase of the mission target, inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, and began to walk out of the cabin.

"Sorry, my friend seems to be done." Deadpool patted the shoulder of Mr. Bird, who was tied up and stuck to his mouth, looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Believe me, I don't want to leave you here to die, but... well... this is not a personal grudge, it's just a mission, you understand." Deadpool said, paused, and turned to prepare to jump off the plane The death knell of the man, asking, "Wait, man, what's the time you set that bomb to go off?"

Deathstroke shot him sideways.

"Now."

"Eh?" Deadpool scratched his head, "You must be joking, right?"

"No." Deathstroke said lightly, and jumped off the cabin, adding before leaving, "This is a personal grievance."

In the next second, the flames from the explosion of C4 instantly engulfed the entire cabin, and the powerful force tore the body into pieces. The poor Deadpool was just thrown on the plane by him, and was engulfed by the flames along with the body.

(End of this chapter)