Chapter 10 The cheap mercenary VS the strongest killer!
"Ah!"
Wade raised his head and roared, turned around, and looked at the man in the black jacket intently.
"You're not Francis, what are you doing getting up?"
The man in the black jacket rolled up his sleeves and stared at the enemy in front of him.
He knew very well that the guy in front of him had no bullets in his gun.
The man in the black jacket shook his shoulders, then pulled out the dagger from his waist and walked towards Wade fiercely.
"Oh ho, are you serious about playing with me? Your sleeves are rolled up."
Wade said as he drew out his two knives from behind.
The moment the opponent rushed over, Wade slid down, inserted the two knives in his hands into the enemy's chest, raised his whole body with the knife, paused and threw him to the side. The car that was on its side was hit hard and the door was damaged.
A big hole was dug in.
Wade made a handsome sheath gesture, put the two swords back into the sheaths on his back, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Now let me think about it, if I were a 90-kilo asshole named Francis, where would I be?"
At this moment, the roar of a motorcycle suddenly sounded behind him. Wade slowly turned around, his expression slightly condensed, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised.
"Oh, look what I found?"
It's Francis!
"Hey, don't look at me, your enemy is him!"
In the distance, Francis's voice seemed extremely arrogant.
"Hey, do you have helpers?"
Before Wade could figure out the situation, suddenly, there was a strong blast of wind behind him.
He ducked sideways, and a silver light flashed in front of his eyes. The man in the black jacket who had been stabbed into the abdomen by his two knives just now stood up again, and he was still fighting!
How is this going?
"Oh, I'm going to sue you for infringement. Immortality is my patent!"
Wade raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in the black jacket who got up from the ground again.
What came out of the two wounds on the abdomen was not blood, but thick black liquid, exuding a fishy smell.
"What is this? It stinks, man, how long has it been since you took a shower!"
Wade fanned the wind with his hands in disgust. He felt like he smelled the cheese pizza that was left in the kitchen last week. It smelled of rot.
"Let me see if you are really like me!"
Before he finished speaking, the double swords behind his back were unsheathed again!
Silver light flashed and the heads separated.
Black Jacket fell to the ground, his body twitching, but still twisting firmly in the direction of Wade, obviously not dead.
"oh?"
Wade took action again out of curiosity.
The sword flashed, and the man in the black jacket had both legs broken, and his body fell to the ground and twitched, but even so, he was still not dead.
"Queer~"
Looking at the man in the black jacket who obviously couldn't reconnect his body tissue and could only be broken into several pieces, but whose vitality was still strong, Wade whistled.
"It turned out to be a failure, so I don't have time to play with you."
Wade chased the motorcycle that was speeding in the distance. He had just taken two steps when a pink figure blocked Wade's path.
"I am the world's number one killer, Tao Baibai." Tao Baibai, with his hands behind his back, stared with interest at the enemy in red tights in front of him, "I'm here to find you."
"Oh, pink bunny boy? Are you Francis' new male partner? When did he have such a strong taste? Could it be that your sexy little mustache has taken effect?"
Wade whistled at Tao Baibai, looked at Tao Baibai's pink robe up and down, and suddenly said with enlightenment.
"You came to me to beg for mercy on behalf of your little lover? That's not okay. This is a personal grudge. I advise you to stay away from him!"
Wade remembered that before he left that damn laboratory, Francis' taste seemed to be quite normal.
Why did we start having new fun after not seeing each other for a while?
Could this be the sequelae of loss of pain sensation?
"That's right. After all, you don't feel pain, so you can feel more comfortable when entering. Francis, don't you see that this guy is very good at playing!"
Wade thought of this and nodded in understanding, as if he had figured it out!
Tao Baibai's face was cold, obviously Wade's tone made him unhappy, "I am temporarily employed by Francis to protect his safety, you seem to be a bit of an eyesore!"
"Queer, I knew you two had an affair. Come on, Brother Rabbit, hit me!"
Wade raised his hand, drew out his two knives, and rushed towards Tao Baibai at high speed.
"Ah!"
With a chuckle, Tao Baibai made no movement to attack or dodge. He just stood there with his hands behind his back, watching Wade rush toward him with a knife.
"Hey, Bunny Man, are you scared to death?"
Wade jumped up and cut out a knife flower in his hand. In the flash of cold light, the two swords in his hand were cut off.
"Hey, it's all cut with one knife!"
Just when Wade thought he could finish off the opponent, the moment the blade approached, Tao Bai moved in vain.
Pointing his toes, his body was immediately raised, his upper body was motionless with his hands behind his back, Tao Baibai was spinning upside down, and his legs were raised upside down and hung on Wade's chin like a golden hook.
"Bang!"
Tao Baibai's kick directly kicked Wade five or six meters away. Wade retreated uncontrollably in mid-air, and finally hit the overturned car hard, denting both the person and the car door.
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"Little rabbit kicks, yes, this is really powerful..."
Before Wade could get up from the ground, Tao Baibai was already in front of him and penetrated his abdomen with a hand knife.
"Pfft!"
It was obviously a fleshy palm, but it was as sharp as a steel knife. Tao Baibai stabbed out with his palm, and Wade's abdomen was torn, and a large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out!
"I finally know why Francis ran away on his own. He wanted to get rid of you, right? Who can withstand your strength?"
"oh?"
Tao Baibai watched Wade, who was swaying as if he didn't feel hurt at all, stand up again, the interest in his eyes becoming more intense.
After coming to this world, although he had seen many so-called superpowers from Francis, they were nothing more than small toys.
The abilities are quite meaningful, but the bells and whistles are of little use. They were all killed in just three or two punches. This is the first time Tao Baibai has seen such an unkillable punching bag.
It was obviously a fatal injury, but his super self-healing power continued to help him repair the wound, as if he would never die no matter what.
interesting.
He just doesn’t know if he can really live forever, and he doesn’t believe there are people in this world who can’t be killed!
"Everyone who knows me knows that every bone in my body is not biased against anyone, even if this guy is a bunny man with heavy taste. In essence, I am a real saint, yes,
That’s it.”
Wade babbled as he swung his knife at the same time, turned over and slashed at Tao Baibai's neck.
"But I think your choice of Francis is a wrong decision. Maybe you can try mine..."
Before Wade could finish speaking, Tao Baibai walked around to Wade at an extremely fast speed, then reached out to hold his head and suddenly pulled off the wheel, smashing Wade's face down extremely violently. The impact was even at the level of Wade.
The asphalt road left cracks like spider webs.
"Talking about the bitterness between you and your little lover? Are you really not considering abandoning him and playing with me?"
Wade pulled his head up from the ground, turned over and sat up with his head covered in blood, and started talking non-stop.
"Believe me, every bone in my body is more damn charming than Francis."
A flash of shock flashed in Tao Baibai's eyes.
There was a penetrating injury to the abdomen and a severe squeeze on the head, but he was still fine despite such injuries.
How is this possible?
This guy's self-healing ability is really beyond expectations!
If he could bring this guy's body back, that person would be very interested in his shadow, and he would be able to ask for a generous reward.
Tao Baibai's eyes were bright, looking at Deadpool as if he were looking at 100 million US dollars and a large amount of [Ruby].
Although money has no effect on him, what if it can't stop him from liking it?
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