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raft prison

After Deathstroke was defeated by Carlos, he was imprisoned here. One day when the prisoners were free to move around, Taskmaster and Bane approached him and wanted to ask why he was captured.

"I heard that you were defeated by a newcomer in Star City?" Bain, whose hands were thicker than Carlos' legs, sat next to Deathstroke.

"Oh? Really?" Taskmaster also seemed to have heard the sound and sat next to Deathstroke. They were curious about how Deathstroke got in.

"Stop talking." Deathstroke began to pant a little when he heard others uncovering his sore spot. He really wanted to slap these two idiots.

"Everyone is the same." Bain wanted Deathstroke to speak out. After all, it's all here and there's nothing else to say.

"It's okay." Taskmaster also began to break through Deathstroke's inner defenses.

"Then don't be afraid of what I say." Deathstroke hoped that what he said would not frighten these two.

"It's okay, Deathstroke and we are all internationally famous mercenaries, we won't be afraid." Taskmaster patted his chest to show that he was very brave.

"Okay then." Deathstroke took a deep breath and continued to add to Bane and Taskmaster:

"I was beaten to death by Kamen Rider in Star City!"

"Who is this... Kamen Rider?" Bain put his hands on the table and asked curiously.

"It's not someone, it's a superhero wearing armor and a belt." Deathstroke's breathing calmed down a little.

Bain motioned to the Imitation Master to start drawing. The prisons in the Lighthouse State were very human-friendly, and they also had access to pen and paper.

So Taskmaster swished on the paper and drew a Batman wearing a black bat suit with two ears on top and a yellow belt around his waist.

"No, he's not that smart. Where's the armor?" Deathstroke waved his hand while looking at the Batman drawn by Taskmaster.

So Deathstroke signaled Taskmaster to continue drawing, and Taskmaster drew an Iron Man in red and gold armor. Seeing this, Deathstroke couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Taskmaster:

"No, he's not that rich!" Seeing the incompetence of Taskmaster, he almost had a heart attack, but he continued to add to Taskmaster:

"Where's the belt? He has a belt that looks like a toy, and he's a knight."

So Imitation Master continued to draw, and this time he drew a black knight riding a black horse and holding a black sword.

"Here you go, knight." Taskmaster also glanced at Deathstroke, which made Deathstroke very angry.

"Armor, sword, and belt! He's silver-white." Deathstroke was so angry with these two guys that he started dancing around in confusion.

Seeing the incompetent Imitation Master, Bain had no choice but to take the pen and paper and start drawing.

What he writes is a hooded and white-clothed dark night hero, the Moon Knight. ’

Seeing the incompetence of these two guys, I have to speak out personally, otherwise I will have a heart attack sooner or later.

"Kamen Rider, do you know the rumor that he destroyed vampires? He is the kind of character in the Tokusatsu Tokusatsu show, do you understand?" Deathstroke said while gesturing with the Kamen Rider's figure. .

Bane and Taskmaster on the side began to look at each other, mainly because Deathstroke looked really stupid.

"I got it, keep talking." Taskmaster signaled Deathstroke to calm down, he couldn't beat Deathstroke.

"When he came up, he wanted to count my sins. I have so many sins. Who doesn't know them? Then he pulled out a weapon that I don't know if it was a sword or a flute and came over to chop me. He also bombarded me with missiles. Ah, just chop me on the head..."

"Pfft." After Bain was injected with venom, his head was not so normal. Looking at the strange Bain, Deathstroke asked:

"what are you laughing at?"

"I remembered something happy." Bain felt that he must not tell it, otherwise he would be finished as soon as the death knell came out.

"What's the happy thing?" Deathstroke asked about the conspiracy. He felt that Bain was a despicable person.

"I broke Batman's spine." Bane's mind has been getting worse and worse recently.

"Hey, hey," the imitation master laughed out loud. It was so embarrassing to be defeated by a newcomer.

"What are you laughing at?" Deathstroke decided to repair Bain later.

"Except for your cousin and the madman in Gotham, I can imitate their skills." Taskmaster said that even if he could imitate skills, he would not dare to mess with Deathstroke.

"Are we talking about something?" Deathstroke had already begun to doubt these two people.

"Ahem" Seeing Deathstroke's slightly angry face, Taskmaster and Bain slightly adjusted their expressions, and then continued:

"We're talking about the same thing."

"I'm repeating, I'm not kidding!" Deathstroke slammed the table angrily.

"Yes, yes." Imitation Master began to commit suicide again, and the two of them laughed again.

"Why" Death Knell began to bang the table and scream.

"Let's get down to business. Is this Kamen Rider you're talking about strong?" Bain signaled Deathstroke to calm down. After all, he couldn't defeat Deathstroke without venom.

"It's not a question of whether he's strong or not, he's a very special kind of person. His swordsmanship rarely contains murderous intent. He's usually just like that bat when he doesn't kill people. He's merciful to me. Unfortunately, I consume too much physical energy. I didn’t see his face clearly when he removed the armor.”

"Pfft." Imitation Master couldn't save Bane this time, he was too desperate for death.

"You bully people too much. I've tolerated you for a long time." Don't say how angry Deathstroke was now. If he had been outside, Bain would have been dead by now.

"Deathstroke, we have all undergone strict training. No matter how funny it is, we will not laugh unless we can't help it." Taskmaster and Bane were now crazy.

"0210 Slade Wilson is here for you." The guard's voice came from outside the door, and Deathstroke had to leave.

"I'll leave first. I'll beat you all when I come back later."

Deathstroke stood up and was about to leave. Just as he walked away without even closing the door, the wild laughter of Taskmaster and Deathstroke came from inside, so Deathstroke looked back.

"Hey, Deathstroke." Deathstroke only saw Taskmaster and Bane sitting there.

Deathstroke, who was full of doubts, had no choice but to leave, but as soon as he turned around to leave, he could hear the two barbell-like laughter, so he ignored the guard and turned around to open the door.

"Do you have anything to add?" Taskmaster just sat there, the muscles on his face not looking like he was smiling at all.

"Hurry up, 0210." The guard began to wonder if the three people wanted to escape from prison collectively.

"Don't rush." ​​Deathstroke, who was urged by the guard, had no choice but to leave. However, as soon as he left Taskmaster and Bane inside, he started laughing wildly, like two children.