Marvel Entertainment, Inc.

Just when the Purple Man drove Jessica to break into the Marvel Entertainment Company carelessly, and Deadpool and Kotomine Kirei were fighting, a life-and-death battle was also going on inside the Marvel Entertainment Company.

Purple Man just walked all the way, within more than a thousand meters, at different distances and directions, several gunmen holding long guns and short cannons aimed at the direction of Marvel Entertainment.

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The sniper, who thought he had chosen a good position, heard a gunshot behind him, and a bloody hole appeared on his forehead. He lay on the sniper rifle and made no sound.

Preston lowered the muzzle of his gun expressionlessly and hurried toward another location leisurely. A moment later, gunshots rang out from another location.

There was more than one such gunshot.

The Punisher pulled the bolt of the gun with a stern look on his face and moved his position holding the sniper rifle.

After successfully resurrecting his wife and son, he realized the seriousness of the matter after being ecstatic, so he dragged his relationship with Deadpool into Marvel Entertainment. His wife and son were under the protection of that man, and he was responsible for handling them. These trivial troubles.

He has never been a hero. Back then, he became a vigilante who killed gangs in order to avenge his wife. Now, for the sake of his wife's stable life, he works and kills without any reluctance.

On the roof of the building more than two thousand meters away, a white young man with short brown hair curled his lips helplessly and unhappily, slowly moved the camera, switched fields of view, and looked for the target.

His name is Wesley. Three months ago, he was a young man with a house but no car. He worked overtime until death, was embarrassed by his colleagues, and picked on by his boss. He had a decent girlfriend but was always being teased by colleagues who looked like brothers. Until he met When he arrived at Fox, he was taken into a magical factory. Not only did he learn about his life experience, but he also discovered his talents through rigorous training and gained a completely transformed character.

This was his third mission. He originally thought that his technical skills would be captured, but he did not expect that it would be extremely difficult. The number of teammates in the channel was constantly decreasing. There was also a skilled sniper in the distance, that was an experienced sniper. His hands were as slippery as eels, but whenever he felt like he was catching something, he missed it.

Just when he was looking for the target, he suddenly felt something bad. He immediately rolled behind the water tank next to him with his head in his hands. He pulled out his pistol and listened. The feeling didn't come from the front, but from behind. Someone touched him from the rooftop.

Listening to the footsteps approaching, Wesley took a deep breath and entered a state of adrenaline. His heart beat faster and everything in the world seemed to slow down. He calmly poked his head out from behind the water tank. The hand holding the gun was very steady and he clicked the gun. Pull the trigger.

bang bang

All three shots in a row missed. Wesley could clearly see the man's movements. His movements were not fast but as if he were predicting the future. Every fine-tuning of his movements was just right to dodge his bullets, and the man's appearance made his pupils constrict. , he could see clearly that it was his father-killing enemy.

With blood rushing to his head and his pupils red, Wesley rushed out and started suppressing fire at the same time.

The sound of gunfire and the sound of metal collision sounded almost at the same time. Bullets collided, then staggered or crashed and bounced to other places.

The dozens of bullets in the pistol were quickly used up, but the distance was also shortened. Wesley swung the pistol as a hidden weapon and smashed it at the enemy.

Wesley's enemy was a man in ordinary clothes, with an unshaven beard, a bit haggard and slovenly. He looked like a man moving bricks at a construction site. I don't know what he was thinking. He still had three bullets in the gun but did not continue. He also threw the pistol and shot it away. He grabbed Wesley's pistol and raised his arms to meet him.

The adrenaline hormone state can make Wesley calmer and react faster. However, his enemy can obviously do the same thing. He even has more fighting experience. After a few moves, he defeated Wesley with one hand. He grabbed Wesley's wrist and twisted it behind his back, and pressed his neck with one hand to suppress Wesley. It was useless to let Wesley struggle.

"Wesley, Wesley"

The man subdued Wesley but did not hit him harshly. He said sincerely:

"Listen to me, I'm your father."

Wesley struggled for a moment, then became more intense, and shouted with a red face and thick neck:

"Fake Squid, I am still your grandfather."

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Wesley's biological father had blue veins popping out on his forehead.

The family ethics drama in one corner of the chaos is insignificant. While the Wesleys and his son are having a calm exchange, the fighting elsewhere does not stop, but it is also coming to an end.

In the fire escape of a certain building, two assassins each held a pistol, sweating profusely, barely controlling their breathing rhythm, and slowly went upstairs back to back, very cautiously.

The assassin walking in front wiped his sweat and said in frustration and fear:

"Damn it, that guy Wesley didn't move either. I don't know if Fox and Butcher succeeded."

"Whether it succeeds or not, it has nothing to do with us."

The assassins walking behind were even more desperate. They almost went out in full force for this mission. There were many assassins who were stronger than them. However, there was no movement from the exchange of fire until now.

The fact that the two of them are alive today is not due to their strength, but just good luck. Moreover, due to their lack of strength, they are coordinating from the outside and are far enough away from Marvel Entertainment.

After an unknown amount of time, the two assassins saw a thin black figure.

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There was a gunshot and two bullets. The assassin leaned back, the light in his eyes disappeared, his arm hung down weakly, and the pistol slipped.

Preston put his guns back into their holsters expressionlessly, turned around and left.

On the sixth floor of Marvel Entertainment Company, with slightly curly hair and a blue canvas overalls, a fat man pretending to be a line repairman was pinned to the ground by a giant lion paw in the form of half-animal Gizelle, and two thick paws The bone chopping knife fell to his hand.

Also disguised as a repairman but unable to hide her good figure, the tall beauty with blond hair and flaming red lips stood stiffly. There were more than a dozen slits on the thick canvas work clothes, and the sides of the slits were soaked with bright red blood.

The space around her was criss-crossed by hundreds of lines thinner than a hair. Whether moving forward or backward, these lines would divide her into fist-sized pieces.

The two were assassins code-named Butcher and Fox. They entered the elevator passage disguised as repairmen from the beginning, and then climbed up to the sixth floor one floor at a time. The original plan was to lure away some of the bodyguards from the outer assassins and Purple Man, thus There was an opportunity, but reality dealt a heavy blow to the two of them.

Unexpectedly, two life assistants who look like vases have inhuman strength.

Hela glanced at the two people who had not survived a round since entering the door, and said indifferently:

"Do you want to kill?"