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Chapter 275 Idiot Mercenary?

Russia, in the stronghold temporarily established by Aegis.

The operation last night was really not a success for Aegis. Not only did they fail to catch the death knell, but they also suffered heavy losses on their side.A total of four agents were killed in this operation, and all others were injured to varying degrees.

However, it is not without gain.The man named "Possum" was kicked out of the hotel suite by Eric and fell to the street, and the black widow took advantage of his self-healing time to capture him alive.Although he didn't catch Deathstroke directly, this guy seemed to know something.

The injuries Natasha suffered during the confrontation with Deathstroke last night were actually not minor, but she only dealt with them briefly, and after a night of recuperation, she was basically fine.At this moment, she has already begun to try to extract information from the opossum.

The possum was tied behind his back to a wooden chair, and Natasha dragged another chair and sat in front of him, with her arms folded over her chest.

"Odysseus." She said straight to the point, "That person is your boss, right? Tell me, explain in detail, and you can save yourself a lot of trouble."

Possum Thief sneered: "Really? But maybe you haven't heard of it, detective, but guys like us with extraordinary self-healing ability. Generally speaking, the tolerance to pain is beyond your imagination."

After a slight pause, he snorted, "So, if I don't want to reveal it, you will never be able to pry any information from me. If I tell you something, it can only be because I want to I want you to know."

"So you mean you're willing to confess?"

"Just a little hint." Possum laughed. "Sometimes the game will lose the fun it should have if there is no clearance hint at all, isn't it?"

"Then tell your hint." Natasha leaned forward, "Who is Odysseus? What does he want?"

"I don't know what he wants to do, and if I tell you in such detail, it's not just a hint, isn't it?" Possum shrugged, "Let's just put it this way, the matter you're trying to meddle in, It's Slade's own family problem. Slade is some kind of 'transcendent key link' in Odysseus's complex plan, does it sound like a rhythm to apotheosis?"

Natasha frowned: "Family problems? What family problems? What role did Ruth Wilson play in it?"

"Well," the possum smiled and lay back on the chair back, "who knows?"

He didn't seem to want to continue to explain anything, and as he said, if he didn't want to talk about this kind of tough bone that had his head chopped off, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to talk about it in any way. It's some useful news.

After listening to the interrogation conversation between the two through a one-way glass, Eric couldn't help but fell into a moment of contemplation.

Family problem?
Sure enough, she still cared very much. When Ruth mentioned her younger brother and her father to him, the look full of worry and concern was like a melancholy white flower, which had been in his heart since the night of the first meeting. I can't get it out of my mind.

It is also in Russia, in a barren mountain.

Deathstroke and Deadpool, the two top players in the world's mercenary industry, VS an armored ninja who can't see the edge at a glance, the scene looks quite spectacular.Two undead warriors ran amok among the crowd, the gun flames became one, and a large amount of blood was mixed with the flying sword light, dyeing the earth a blood red.

Three hundred enemies, three hundred heads - this is the result of death knell counting out one by one. That guy named Odysseus really sent an entire army to kill him. He wondered why the other party didn't just throw A missile or something.But after thinking about it, he immediately understood - the other party wanted to catch him alive.

The number of enemies is surprisingly large, and the sum of the remaining bullets on the two of them may not be enough.This group of people rushed up recklessly, one row in front fell down and the other row stepped up on the pile of dead people. The mountain of corpses piled up higher and higher, but they didn't even see it as if they were numb.

The magazine was finally empty, and the two dropped their guns almost at the same time, and replaced their hands with long swords.The death knell roughly counted again, and there were 119 heads left-this is also one of the specialties brought about by his enhanced brain.

"Come on, come on, come on together!" Unlike the death knell who killed silently, Deadpool's side was much more high-profile. It has to be like a rag haha! Is it the same model as Doctor Doom?"

But none of the tide-like soldiers paid any attention to him, and they still rushed up without knowing what to do, and they didn't know if his talk played a role in disturbing the mind to some extent.On the contrary, he accidentally cut off his left leg with a sword "swipe" from behind when he was chattering endlessly, and his leg was cut off from the knee down to the ground.

The people in the surrounding circle paused in tacit understanding for a moment—maybe it was because the appearance of a nonsensical guy standing independently with only one leg left, with a broken leg and continuously spurting blood down, was shocking. .And Deadpool was also stunned, closing his mouth for several seconds, as if he didn't realize what happened.

after a few seconds.

"Damn~!" he screamed, "Did you fucking cut off my leg!? I'm going to kick your nose off!"

Another voice from the back of his mind soon came: "Uh, remind me, Wade. We only have one foot left, and if you kick his nose we won't be able to keep standing."

Deadpool tilted his head and thought about it, and it seemed reasonable.But the cruel words have already been released, if he doesn't put them into action, won't he lose face?
Thinking of this, he bent down to pick up his severed leg under everyone's amazed eyes, and slammed it on the face of the sneak attacker like a baseball bat.That guy seemed to be so shocked that he forgot to dodge. He just watched the other party smash his mask with a broken leg. He fell to the ground with his head up, and there seemed to be a "click" sound from the bridge of his nose. Voice.

"Hahaha! See?" Deadpool waved his broken leg triumphantly and shouted, "Who said I couldn't kick his nose?"

"Uh, there is one more thing, Wade." The voice in his heart sounded again.

"So what?" Deadpool asked impatiently.

"We're bleeding profusely."

Deadpool was stunned again for half a second, and looked down at the blood that was gushing out like a spring from the fracture of his leg.

"Shet."

After leaving such a last sentence, Deadpool tilted his head and fainted temporarily due to excessive blood loss.

"This guy, is he really an idiot?" Death Bell on the side glanced at his movements coldly, and couldn't help but think to himself.

(Thanks for the 1 starting point coins rewarded by book friend Sheng Zhi Void 2000, and the 500 starting point coins rewarded by book friend Hot Zhuoyan!)

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