I was supposed to be Hokage, but I went to slay the dragon

In the dark cellar, two figures, an old man and a young man, stood in front of a black iron cage.

The cage is made of fine iron, and within the arm-thick iron pillars, a vague figure is huddled in the corner.

"Why do you look like a wounded hunting dog?"

The young man wore a well-made sheepskin coat and black leather gloves on his hands.Behind the exquisite frames, his slender eyebrows shone like a capitalist's shrewdness.

"Haha, noble Viscount Machado, even a tiger will look like this when you starve it for four or five days."

The old man beside him smiled casually.

"Hey! Dinner is here."

Saying hello to the dark shadow in the cage, the old man threw a large piece of bloody beef in his hand through the bars.

The smell of blood approached, instantly awakening the black figure who seemed to be on the verge of death.

The black shadow jumped up from the ground and threw himself in front of the piece of beef. He didn't care that it was raw meat with no blood drained out. He put it to his mouth and started to devour it.

"Look, Your Majesty the Viscount, our pets are really hungry."

As the old man snapped his fingers, a light beam lit up in the darkness, shining directly on the black figure.

He could no longer be called a human being. His face was covered with iron-gray scales under his messy hair, and there were sharp bone spurs protruding ferociously on his forehead and cheekbones.The hands holding the beef have evolved into sharp claws, and the bones are clearly defined under the gray skin.

Four chains thicker than an adult's arms locked the creature's limbs, and the ends were nailed to the wall behind the cage.

"Tsk, tsk, Deadpool's transformation is very deep. How much dose did you use on him?"

Seeing that the Deadpool swallowed as much beef as an average person could eat in a day in two or three mouthfuls, and then struggled and roared at the two of them, the elegant young man couldn't help but click his tongue.

"This is a three-stage experimental product. The experiments in the first two stages were very successful. This sample has a high bloodline compatibility, and it was not until the third injection that it was completely swallowed up. But it is also a big breakthrough. Technology The team is analyzing his genetic samples."

As if to dispel the smell of blood that filled the cellar, the old man frowned, took out a cigar from his arms and lit it.

"Old man, your experiments have been going on for too long, and the so-called breakthroughs you talk about are not once or twice. But I have never waited for truly useful results, and you should know that my patience has been almost exhausted. ”

Viscount Machado was obviously impatient with this rhetoric.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty the Viscount. The final result should not be far away. Great miracles are always worth people spending more time to look forward to, right?"

The old man obviously didn't care much about His Excellency the Viscount's dissatisfaction.

You must know that when the experiment has advanced to this stage, the Viscount, who is only one of the capital investors, has no right to stop it.

The family of this hereditary viscount in England cannot even withdraw their capital. They have been tied to this chariot for too many years.As the level of research gradually advances, it is undoubtedly unrealistic to withdraw now.

Just when the two fell into silence, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded.

The sudden alarm tore through the somewhat solemn atmosphere in the cellar.

"Alarm, Experimental Subject No. 32 is out of control and is escaping along the passage towards the ground."

"Repeat, Experimental Subject No. 32 is out of control and is escaping along the passage to the ground. All sentry personnel, please pay attention to stop it."

As the alarm sounded, the old man and the viscount in the cellar looked at each other, turned around and walked towards the door in unison.

There were sporadic gunshots in the corridor outside the door, mixed with one or two screams.

"No. 32 is also a third-stage experimental subject with strong combat capabilities. Ordinary guards may not be able to stop it."

"Andrew Lie, even if you are a second-rate dealer in your profession, you must at least understand the importance of damn experimental safety. This is one of the basic principles of all experimental projects."

"Don't be so angry, Your Excellency Viscount. The defense force here is strong enough. Even if he escapes to the first floor, he won't be able to cause any waves."

"You'd better pray that you don't cause big trouble, otherwise I will join forces with other management to consider whether you should be replaced, you damn German!"

Obviously, the angry Viscount Machado no longer intends to show any mercy to Andrew.

The two of them walked quickly along the corridor towards the ground entrance, with two bodyguards following behind them.

Just as they were approaching the entrance to the first floor, a dark figure flew out of a corridor at the corner with lightning speed, and its target was none other than His Excellency the Viscount, who was wearing an elegant sheepskin coat.

A strong wind blew up, and the bodyguard following the viscount jumped up and kicked the black shadow.

After the black shadow was kicked to the ground, he immediately got up again.

The half-human, half-ghost guy was lying on all fours, with saliva flowing from the corners of his grinned mouth.

"fix it."

Viscount Machado didn't even take a second look at the deadpool who suddenly attacked. He just coldly ordered the bodyguard who was facing him and walked forward without stopping.

"Yes."

The bodyguard of the heroic savior just now was obviously used to his master's attitude, and he just nodded in response.

Deadpool, who was kicked away, flew forward on his hands and feet and rushed towards the man blocking him in front of him again.

Amidst a burst of grand and melodious chanting, a burst of fire suddenly erupted from the place where the bodyguard was, and the bursting flame instantly filled the narrow space of the corridor.

"Get the car ready and get out of here."

Viscount Machado, who had just climbed the steps to the first floor, gave instructions to the driver who had been waiting for a long time.

"Andre Lie, you should take care of yourself. If such an accident happens again, believe me, you will be sanctioned by the committee."

After saying these harsh words, Viscount Machado turned and left without even waiting for his bodyguards who were still underground.

The expensively dressed old German man ignored the Viscount's threats and just sneered, holding a cigar in his mouth, and stood there watching the Viscount's proud back leave.

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There was a brand new Bentley Flying Spur parked outside the VIP lane at Birmingham Airport, and a blond man in a neat formal suit stood outside the passenger door.

Such a high-style combination attracted the attention of most of the passengers waiting for the bus.

Two young men walked out of the airport, both wearing long black trench coats and sunglasses stuck on their faces.

"Execution Department Commissioner Osim, who is Commissioner Chu Zihang?"

Seeing the emblem of the World Tree on the collars of the two men, the blond man took the initiative to step forward and confirm his identity.

"I'm."

Chu Zihang, whose face was mostly covered by sunglasses, took out his student ID card from his pocket and waved it in front of the other party's eyes.

After putting their luggage away with Osim's help, the two got into the car.The black Bentley stepped on the accelerator and sped away, leaving a group of waiting passengers envious in the exhaust fumes.