The God of Death in American Comics

A week later, on a private plane flying to South Africa.

William Stryker set off again with his team of mutants.

The target of this mission is a very difficult and powerful existence that makes the domestic military tremble.

Of course, from certain perspectives, this matter can be regarded as a face-saving measure for Ross.

In the cabin, Sabre-toothed Tiger Victor and Wolverine James sat close to each other with a cold look.

Agent Zero, David Nord, has been checking his pistol again and again.

Barnell, the electricity controller who was playing with light bulbs in his hands like a fool, sat opposite Wade and didn't want to talk.

Ghost John was lying on his seat, his face completely covered by a cowboy hat.

"Dear friends, can't you please introduce yourselves. My name is Wade Wilson."

Wade Wilson, wearing a red tights and playing with a Desert Eagle, gave a passionate sermon.

However, Wade's enthusiasm was replaced by a dead silence.

William Stryker sighed, as if there was some destiny arranged in the dark. In the end, this psychotic lunatic also joined his team of mutants.

In this regard, Stryker gave himself the reason that this task required the opponent's ability to be invincible.

And the most important thing is that this madman didn't know what happened. He was shot by a soldier with an automatic rifle for half an hour. The other party also looked like a smile, so he relied on Stryker.

"Hey, is this your ability to discharge?" Seeing that no one was talking to him, Wade teased as he stared at Barnell who was playing with a light bulb opposite him.

Banel didn't say anything, just smiled and nodded.

"Tch, it's boring. In fact, you can ask me, I can also discharge electricity." Vedra said in a long voice, took off his hood, and blinked.

"I don't want to ask." Barnell said calmly.

"Oh, well, it seems that you don't like to talk. Do you have hemorrhoids in your throat? I know a very good anorectal hospital with a big iron rod. I can take you there if necessary." Wade teased, as if there was something in his mouth. Endless topics.

""Barnell lowered his head and the light bulb in his hand went out.

Wade looked around with a bored expression and pointed at the two saber-toothed tiger brothers sitting nearby, "Are those two beasts your friends?"

Hearing the teasing, the grumpy old brother Victor turned his head instantly and stared at Wade with a murderous look on his face.

"Hey, don't be nervous, big-faced cat. I was just kidding. This is on the sea. Put away your claws. It's so scary." Wade pretended to beg for mercy, but this aroused Victor even more. of hatred.

"Vitek" Seeing that the situation was likely to escalate, Stryker quickly stopped Victor who was about to take action.

At the same time, he turned his face and warned Wade, "Shut up, newcomer, or your reward will be halved."

After a few days of contact with this mentally ill person, Stryker also slowly figured out some of the behavioral patterns of getting along with him. He is a real jerk.

However, such a poor person is perfect for Stryker.

really.

When it came to money, Wade immediately covered his mouth in horror.

no no no

Victor also thought about it, maybe there was really nothing he could do to him, and he slowly retracted his claws.

In the past few days since the other party joined, the people who know each other best in this team are probably these three invincible perverts.

As long as there is any verbal conflict or dissatisfaction, make sure it lasts for two minutes before starting a fight.

The result is also very strange.

Although the brothers Victor and James sometimes played together, their results were always tied.

Relying on the magical ability of the healing factor, apart from some R-level bloody special effects, neither side can do anything to the other.

"Okay, Barnell, let the plane descend below the clouds. We are almost at our destination."

Stryker took out a tablet and gave instructions to the electricity controller Barnell.

Barnell nodded and put his fingers to his temples.

Wolverine James took a deep breath.

Wade's eyes moved and he wanted to say something, but maybe thinking of the commission for his first appearance, he opened his mouth and said nothing.

Everyone's bodies sank, and the plane began to descend rapidly.

Half an hour later, Brazil, a tropical rainforest in the northeast.

This is a human settlement near the Atlantic Ocean. The local airport runway is even filled with dirt, which is incomparable to a modern airport runway.

Amid turbulence, the private plane landed successfully.

The cabin door opened, and the sunlight was shining directly down. Wade just squinted his eyes and walked out.

In the distance, a large number of locals wearing Indian costumes watched this group of uninvited guests warily.

"I bet they think we are new colonists." As soon as James walked down, he heard Wade's meanest sermon on the side.

He turned his head away, not wanting to talk to the other person.

clap clap~~~

Stryker clapped his hands.

"Gentlemen, it's your turn to show off your skills. Who knows this indigenous language?" Stryker said with a headache as he looked at the black man in ragged clothes in the distance.

After speaking, he looked at David Nord on the side.

"I'm sorry, sir." David Nord shrugged helplessly.

Stryker looked at John, the only black man in the camp.

"General, I grew up in China." John said with a wry smile.

Stryker had something in his mind that he didn't know whether to say or not.

"Hey, hey" came Wade Wilson's funny voice from the side.

"You" Stryker looked unbelieving.

"Ha, of course, I know many languages, just ask me to find out." Wade looked proud.

"And this is my first time on duty, so I have done a lot of preparations."

"It seems that Mr. Wade is still a top student." Stryker didn't have any good ideas, so he could only nodded, then waved, and they started walking towards the crowd on the opposite side.

An old indigenous chief dressed in Indian clothing, with a black stone necklace hanging on his chest, and several warriors holding spears, received Stryker and others while standing there.

"Outsiders, are you here for vacation?" the old chief spoke in dialect with a solemn look on his face.

There was no tea, no enthusiastic campfire barbecue, and the atmosphere was very stiff and tense.

In fact, asking about vacation is a compliment to Stryker and others. Seeing the murderous appearance of these people, the old chief had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Reminiscent of the scary monster two days ago, could this group of people come to find it?

Naturally, William Stryker couldn't understand the dialect of the old chief. He glanced at the black stone necklace on the other's chest, and then looked at Wade aside, indicating that the other party could start translating.

"The old man asked us what we were here for." Perhaps he was in work mode, so Wade calmed down his temper.

"Ask him if he has seen this person before." Stryker took out a photo from his bag.

In the photo, Dr. Bruce Banner is wearing a white coat and smiling at the camera.

Wade is waiting for translation.

But after the old chief saw Dr. Banner's photo, his mouth opened slightly and his face looked frightened.

Pointing at Stryker and others, he shouted, "Kill them, they are here to find the green devil."

"Hey, we are good people, government agents." Wade was about to explain when a spear was inserted into his body.

When the old chief's expression changed, Stryker subconsciously took a step back and happened to avoid another spear attack.

"Keep one alive and kill the rest," Stryker said coldly.

Watching the show on the sidelines, Victor, who had long been unhappy, seemed to be a killing machine after receiving the order. He smiled ferociously and flew towards the tribal warriors, his sharp claws popping out from his fingers in mid-air.

"Hey" James wanted to dissuade him, but Victor was like a wild horse and ignored him at all.

James has no interest in these tribal natives at all. He has killed too many ordinary people in his hands and he doesn't want to kill them again.

bang bang

On the side, David Nord took out his two guns and started brutally shooting.

The tribal warrior who stabbed Wade with a spear in his hand was shot several times and fell miserably.

"We are really good people." Wade pulled out the spear from his body with a look of helplessness.