The God of Death in American Comics

"Ha, did this guy just die like this? I didn't even try hard enough." The saber-toothed tiger Victor looked confused.

No, isn't this guy pretty awesome according to the information?

Is it necessary to give him a few blows from a hidden perspective?

Victor waved his hands with a murderous look on his face.

"Victor, we need to survive." James stepped forward and blocked.

But before Victor could say anything, James felt his ankle being grabbed by a hand.

"Logan, my dear brother, I know you love me." A mean voice sounded.

James frowned and lowered his head after hearing the sound.

Wade Wilson assumed a Sleeping Beauty pose, lying next to him, with his right hand supporting his temple, and his left hand holding his ankle. He looked at himself lovingly on his face, and it seemed that he was not hurt at all.

"Logan" muttered a few words repeatedly, and this name successfully evoked the memory deep in James' heart.

That was the first person killed by his own hands.

The veins on his head were bulging, his fists were clenched, and the ferocious bone claws popped out.

"Uh, I'm sorry, man, I didn't mean to irritate you. I didn't mean to spoil it. This script is really terrible. I want to piss on the screenwriter and protest my dissatisfaction." Wade let go of his left hand, blinked, and said It doesn't look like an apology at all.

He turned to look at Victor who had stopped.

"Hey, the big-faced cat next to you, why don't you enlighten your brother?"

James' mind was filled with questions, so he turned around and kicked out hard.

"No, wait first"

嘭

The strength higher than that of ordinary people caused Wade to be directly kicked into the corner.

Cough

Wade spat out two mouthfuls of blood casually, as if the scarlet liquid was not his own, and then reached out to rub the internal organs where his stomach had been kicked to pieces.

He turned over and got up from the ground with a look of displeasure on his face.

He raised his head, changed his voice to a high tone, and shouted to James and the two of them, "Fuck you, you two perverted hormonal men."

After saying that, he rushed towards James, and the two instantly fought.

Victor, who was on the side, naturally didn't want his opponent to just ignore him, so he kicked the opponent fiercely.

"Your opponent is me"

Bang.

Wade was kicked directly.

"I'll fight with you, blah blah blah"

He clenched his fists and swung at the two Victors.

咚

crackling

chokehold.

Insert wards.

Stepping on toes.

whisper.

Steal peaches.

Wade and James, who had nothing and no time to change, fought for five minutes.

In just a few minutes, Wade exerted % of his fighting power, using various damaging moves and abnormal techniques in an endless stream.

But unfortunately, James and James are not ordinary normal people.

"what"

In the end, Wade screamed, his eyes widened, and with Victor's evil and ferocious expression on his face, he covered his crotch with his hands and fell to the ground in pain.

"Hufu" But Victor didn't feel well either. He was breathing heavily, with a murderous look on his face, and subconsciously rubbed his fingers towards his buttocks.

aside.

James touched the blood on his cheek, and there was a gap in the outline of his right ear bitten by Wade.

Although the wounds began to heal due to the presence of the healing factor, the burning feeling kept coming from the injured area, and James' face was full of rage.

"Damn it, this is a lunatic," James yelled angrily.

Tap tap tap tap

Footsteps came from the door, and James looked back to see Agent Zero David Nord walking in with several base soldiers.

Looking at the messy room, Nord looked confused.

"I thought you would only sneak attack from a distance. Now that you're here, let's take him back to deal with him." James' wound hadn't healed yet, and he felt unhappy all over. He naturally started his unique mode of criticizing me.

Nord's eyes darkened and he didn't speak. He just waved his hand and several soldiers rushed directly towards Wade who fell on the ground.

"Get him something to wear."

Stryker's secret base.

patter

The spotlight turned on, and the dazzling white light shone on Wade's face.

"Wade Wilson." William Stryker stood in front of Wade.

The surrounding team of mutants working for Stryker were on guard.

"Hi" If his hands and feet hadn't been tied, Wade would have said hello to the person in front of him with a smile.

Although the lighting is a bit harsh.

"You don't seem scared." William Stryker.

"Sir, I don't seem to have broken any laws."

"Oh, really, my men found an unconscious old woman and a large amount of firearms and ammunition in your room." Thinking of David Nord's report, William Stryker looked at him with a strange expression. .

"That's my neighbor. She fainted at the door. I just wanted to wake her up. As for those toys, it's just a man with a collecting habit doing what he likes to do the most, sir." Wade Wilson answered seriously. .

"Okay, let's talk briefly. Do you like doing this kind of business?" Stryker said and waved his hand.

A soldier came up carrying a transparent box.

In the box, a man with an evil mask looked forward ferociously.

"Oh oh oh, humanoid" Wade said in surprise.

"It seems that you do often deal with this kind of thing. How about working for me?" Stryker tentatively said with a smile on his face.

"sure."

"You can think it through before answering and you agree." Now it's Stryker's turn to be confused. This lunatic won't stop me.

According to the reports from his subordinates, this person's mind is not that normal.

"Otherwise, why would I come here? Do you think those two beasts can really conquer the great Wade Wilson?" Wade looked proudly at the two Victors next to him.

When he glanced past James, he blinked.

Victor clenched his fists angrily.

"" Stryker was silent for a moment.

Okay, this is crazy.

"Hey, you won't regret it. I'm very powerful. I can help you catch those things, but you have to pay." Wade said anxiously, as if he was afraid that Stryker, who was wearing military uniform, would take back his life.

Wade seemed to have started complaining mode in an instant, "Of course, after I come in, I must be the captain of your team, and I will make future battle plans. Have you watched Star Wars?"

"Shut up," Striker interrupted.

"&" Wade stopped immediately.

Stryker pointed to the transparent box and said, "You can catch this kind of thing alive."

"I don't know." Wade shook his head and told the truth.

"I'm just someone who gets paid to do things. I'll catch anyone who wants me, and I don't succeed every time. Some of these things are weak, and some are strong. It's different. When I meet someone with a little more strength, I don’t have any rope to tie him up, so I can only chop him down.”

Well, Stryker nodded in approval.

It's similar to the introduction material sent by that old ghost Ross.

"How about it? I'm not lying to you. Do you want to hire me? I can charge you a membership price." Wade introduced himself seriously, like a working person coming to the company for an interview.

"You want to join my team?" Stryker's mind was full of questions.

He clearly sent someone to arrest the other party, but why did he seem to have invited him to come over to work? What kind of situation is this?

"certainly"

"why"

"It's boring, I want to make money, and the script requires me to join your team." Wade looked left and right.

"Script" Stryker is even more convinced that this is a madman who ran away from a mental hospital.

"Of course, let's sign a one-year contract. You have to be nice to me so that I can get along well with my colleagues around me." Wade said with a smile on his face.

"" Stryker raised his head and thought seriously for a while.

After a moment, Stryker suddenly pulled out his pistol.

bang bang bang

Blood flowers bloomed on Wade's chest.

"Throw him out and feed him to the dogs," Stryker put away his gun and turned around and ordered.

"Ahem, I think I can still save the life." Behind him, Wade looked in pain.

Bang bang bang~~~kaka~