Meiman God Mechanic

"I'm a bad person and it's my job to get paid to teach even worse people a lesson."

Sister Margaret's Bar, if called Mercenary Bar, might be more in line with its nature.

This is like a talent market for mercenaries, and most of the mercenary transactions in New York are completed here.

"I know."

As if there were eyes on his back, Molun held the wine glass and moved one meter sideways with the stool, avoiding the stool flying from the crowd behind him.

As shown in the movie, although Wade Wilson has not yet become Deadpool, his despicable character is already like this.

Every time he appears in this bar, a similar fight will inevitably happen here.

Morun just came here to inquire about information, and he didn't expect to meet Deadpool.

In line with the principle that thieves never leave empty-handed, of course Mo Lun wanted to contact him.

If you don’t know him, you wouldn’t know. Deadpool’s character really doesn’t make friends easily.

Molun drank all the wine in his hand and said to Wade: "If I ask you to kill someone, will you accept it?"

"Of course, as long as the price is right."

As a former special forces soldier, Wade is very confident in his skills.

"100 million dollars..."

"Oh oh oh~"

Before Moren finished speaking, Wade screamed, "Are you going to assassinate the president for such a big deal?"

"Of course not." Molun said, "I don't have that spare time."

After speaking, Moren handed Wade a photo.

"Are you kidding me, man?"

Wade suddenly stood up, causing several people fighting behind him to stop.

As if he realized that his voice was too loud, Wade whispered into Mo Lun's ear and said: "If it's just your wallet that was robbed by his men, I advise you to buy another wallet. I don't want to I will die with you."

Moren handed Wade the photo, and it was clearly Kingpin.

For mercenaries like Wade who lick blood on the tip of their swords, as long as there is a one-tenth chance of completing the mission, they will use their lives to fight for this exploitation.

But to assassinate Kingpin was to die in vain.

Let alone 100 million US dollars, even 1000 million... In that case, I might give it a little thought.

"Take it easy, man."

Of course, Moren was joking with Wade. If someone else killed Kingpin, he didn't know if his mission could be completed.

"I just want to get some news. Do you know Booth?"

"Of course, that's the one who got beaten."

Mollen turned his head and saw that the black man named Booth was being pushed to the ground and beaten wildly by a muscular man.

If it is not stopped, it is very likely that it will go to heaven directly.

Molun, who originally didn't want to cause trouble, touched the corners of his eyebrows and sighed softly.

"Give me some face and stop."

Before the strong man was about to punch Booth in the temple, Moren appeared in front of him and grabbed his hand.

"Who do you think you are?"

The strong man shook off Mo Lun's hand, pressed his rock-like chest against Mo Lun's body, and yelled loudly.

Molun frowned and fanned his nose with his hand. The smell of sweat on this strong man was so irritating to his eyes.

Bang!

No one even saw how Mo Lun took action. The strong man's head was already stuck on the bar.

After all, Molun's body has been modified by the T virus. To deal with such an ordinary person, even if the people in this bar put together, they may not be able to defeat him in hand-to-hand combat.

"Good skill."

When Moren came to Wade with the half-dead Booth, he sincerely praised him.

"Thank you."

Molun took out a wad of money from his arms, placed it in front of Wade, and said, "Buy everyone a drink for me, and the remaining money will be used as intelligence fees."

"Pleasant to work with."

Wade picked up the business card and a small pile of banknotes from the pile of money with his fingers and put them into his wallet. He threw the rest to the waiter at the bar and said loudly: "Did you hear that? Someone is treating you today, let go. Let’s drink.”

"Ooh!"

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Molun pressed Booth against the wall and said in a cold tone: "You can only answer all the questions I ask in short words, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences. Do you hear me clearly?"

"I heard it, I heard it, I heard every word you said clearly."

Booth couldn't break away from Moren's iron-like hand, so he could only nod his head crazily like pounding garlic.

He originally thought that someone was really kind enough to help him out, but he didn't expect that he had just emerged from the tiger's den and entered the wolf's mouth again.

"You talk too much! You can only answer yes or no!"

Morun took out a dagger from nowhere and stabbed Booth's thigh hard.

"Yes……"

Booth grinned, but did not dare to say a word.

"Oh, poor guy." Wade picked up the wine glass and sipped his lips, saying with some pity.

"You are so brave to make trouble here, kid!"

Some people who are not afraid of trouble see that Morun is young and seems easy to bully, so they want to pretend.

As a result, Molun just glared and made the man sit on the ground in fright.

During this time, Mo Lunjing has been creating a scary atmosphere, and he is very good at scaring people.

"Have you ever seen this person?" Molun placed Kingpin's photo in front of Booth and asked coldly.

"No."

Of course, Molun believed that with Jin Bin's level of caution, he would definitely not let someone like Booth see him easily.

"What about this person?" Molun took out Bullseye's photo again.

"..."

After Booth hesitated for a moment, Moren took out the dagger from his leg and inserted it into the other leg.

"You answered too slowly!"

"what!!!"

The screams spread throughout the bar, but these people had already liked these things, and it did not affect their enjoyment at all.

"I've seen it, I've seen it!"

"where?"

"In an apartment on 75th Avenue in Queens!"

Isn't this near Parker's house?Why is Bullseye here?

Mollen remembered that Kingpin seemed to know Parker's true identity, and some not-so-good thoughts flooded into his mind.

"How did you meet him?"

"The target of my mission was next door to him, and I saw him while I was handling evidence."

"I hope you didn't lie to me."

Mollen once again took out a wad of money and stuffed it into Booth's mouth, and said: "Take it to treat the injury, and shut up at the same time! If you let me know that you lied to me, or are talking nonsense, there will be consequences at your own risk."

After finishing speaking, Molun picked up the glass of wine in front of Wade and drank it in one gulp.

"Goodbye by fate."