Marvel, who rescued him? !

The transport plane followed the light and landed on the airport built by Stark.

Turning off the engine and lights, the captain picked up the suitcase that had been prepared and followed him. He couldn't wait to go home and tell his wife the good news.

When everyone got off the plane, only the tractor lights were on in the desolate airport. The dark and empty airport looked like a ghost.

Looking around, Stark also noticed something unusual and said doubtfully:

"Where are my airport attendants? I don't pay those bastards such high wages just so they can be lazy when I need them."

As soon as he finished speaking, even the lights guiding the plane to land began to go out one after another, and the entire airport suddenly fell into boundless darkness.

Stark's heart suddenly went cold. Who betrayed him?

Deadpool, Tyler or the Captain?

impossible! This is absolutely impossible!

Could it be the airport staff?

No time to think too much.

Wearing night vision goggles, seven heavily armed warriors lurked quietly in the darkness.

Although no one saw them, everyone immediately realized the danger.

"Quick! Stark! Get back in the plane!"

Colonel Rhodes shouted loudly, and then pulled out the pistol from his waist.

As a smart man, Stark certainly knew that staying here would only cause trouble, so he turned around and ran towards the cabin without hesitation.

dignified--

The sudden gunfire shattered the silent night sky and instantly injured Rhodes' hands. Rhodes gritted his teeth and looked at the looming warrior in the darkness and asked:

"Who are you?"

But the other party didn't answer, and he couldn't even hear the other party's footsteps under the night sky.

Deadpool pulled out the shining swords and lowered his body to block Taylor.

"Boss, I feel like they are coming for you."

Looking at the seven soldiers approaching with guns, Taylor frowned and said:

"I feel the same way...if they wanted to kill Stark, then a rocket would be enough, and they did it because not only were they targeting me, but they were not willing to kill Stark for it. "

Licking his lips, Deadpool clenched his swords, stared into the darkness, and said with an evil smile:

"I like night attacks the most. I didn't expect that just after we finished attacking others at night, it would be someone else's turn to attack us at night."

Da da da……

The exploding bullets formed a web of fire. He didn't care about Rhodes who was standing aside, and headed straight for Deadpool and Taylor. Taylor took a step back, disappeared into the darkness, and said in a cold voice:

"Wade~ Let's kill them all."

These seven people were not the ragtag group before. They were well-equipped and cooperated with each other tacitly. They stepped forward step by step with compact steps, and the dense bullets shook the ground and made Deadpool's palms sore.

In the flames of the firearms, the appearance of several people was illuminated.

They wore full-coverage combat helmets, and each of them was wrapped tightly, looking like an airtight iron can. They pressed towards Deadpool amidst the gunfire, and were hit by ricocheting bullets from him from time to time. It doesn't help that Deadpool has never missed his immortality as much as he does today.

hum-

With a soft sound, Stark, who rushed to the cab, suddenly turned on the plane's headlights, and the sudden light blinded seven people in an instant.

But none of them screamed, and they didn't even bother to take off their night vision goggles. They just closed their eyes tightly and shot in the direction in their memory.

A laugh came from far away.

"Hehe~"

The two knives were swung out, and the heads of the two unlucky guys were cut off directly.

With his eyes closed, Deadpool and Taylor seemed to be present in all directions, and his beating heart was beating faster, feeling the fear from the unknown.

Then fear spreads.

A silver light flashed behind him and chopped off his head.

Then he swings skillfully, inserts it into the lungs of the next person and continues to move forward.

Still no one on the other side spoke, or in other words, they had all lost the chance to speak.

Looking at the seven bodies lying on the ground, Taylor, covered in blood, looked up with a smile and gave a thumbs up to Stark in the cab.

And Stark in the cab dodged back.

Tsk~ Taylor really didn't care about this and looked down at the body on the ground.

"These bastards are here to kill me, but how do they know I'm here?"

boom--

There was an explosion not far away, and then half of the blown-off helmet almost hit Taylor's head.

"Fuck!!"

After looking at the corpses on the ground, Taylor quickly ran away.

boom--

boom--

It was like a firecracker, one after another. When the sound stopped, it was impossible to watch this scene anymore, with bloody graffiti all over the ground.

"Stark might need to call in a forklift."

Deadpool didn't care. He stepped on the broken limbs and dragged a corpse with half of its head over.

"Boss~ This hasn't exploded yet."

Looking at Deadpool claiming credit, Taylor rubbed his nose and said, "You~ did a great job."

This level of bloody scenes made him feel a little nauseous.

After peeling off the broken helmet, there is probably no information about this half of the head.

Pulling down his covering collar, Deadpool said speechlessly:

"These people are really interesting. They always tattoo the special logo of their organization on the most obvious place on themselves, and then attack the protagonist while masked, and then let the protagonist easily know who is also a member of this organization. It's like in the movie Villain.”

After hearing Deadpool's words, Taylor also saw a long-billed bird-like tattoo on the right side of his neck.

The attack he and Natasha had suffered at the Life Foundation came to mind, and a tattoo that had been washed off the neck of a soldier who attacked the Life Foundation loomed.

Could this be the same organization?

No way?

After withdrawing his thoughts, Taylor said:

"Of course, this type of tattoo also has other functions, such as hiding the real senior leaders of the organization, or allowing two people who have never met to know each other's identity."

Withdrawing his swords, Deadpool waved his hands and commented:

"That sounds stupid."

Taylor nodded in agreement.

Stark ran off the plane and helped Rhodes on the ground.

"Rod, are you okay?"

Rhodes' hands were bleeding and he smiled reluctantly: "Fortunately, I can't die."

Taylor approached. He was now covered in blood. He glanced at Ethan and the captain who were still hiding on the plane and said:

"The danger will not disappear, it will only transfer. It seems that it has been transferred to me now. Mr. Stark, let us split up. Wade and I will leave first. By the way, don't forget the suit you promised me."

Stark opened his mouth but did not hold back.

Then Taylor said to Deadpool who was cleaning the knife:

"Let's go first, Wade~ Who knows if there will be a second wave of attacks. As for these corpses, just leave them to SHIELD. They can find out the truth behind them better than us."

Deadpool followed Taylor and asked:

"Boss, let me be fair. I have something to say. Although I don't know if I should say it or not. In fact, it's not my place to say it, but I definitely can't bear it."