Hong Fei, a redditor in American comics

"Before you reject me again, you might as well listen to my conditions first." Hong Fei turned around to face Deadshot.

"uh-huh?"

"Do things for me, and I will help you solve all your troubles, not only the safety of your ex-wife and daughter, but also all the needs of your future life together. I promise that from now on, you will only give me your full attention when I need it. Focus on your job and have plenty of time at your disposal.

At the same time, you may also get unimaginable rewards, which does not refer to money, but other things that cannot be bought with money, including but not limited to weapons and equipment and some special powers.

Finally, if someone is causing trouble for you, it is causing trouble for me. If you are caught, I will save you like I did today and make the other person pay the corresponding price until he/she gives up or dies. "

After hearing this, Deadshot immediately raised his eyebrows: "Wow, that sounds great."

"Believe me, there is no better condition than what I have here in the whole world."

Deadshot nodded and commented: "You must be a person who is ready to do big things..."

Hong Fei: "I have done many things, and basically none of them are small."

The God of Death raised his head and looked over: "Mysterious friend, you have to know that there are many camps and positions in this world, the righteous, the evil, and those wandering in the middle, or more inclined to a certain side. One side. I don’t know which one you belong to, but what I want to say is that when you want to do something, there will always be many people standing against you, especially people like you who want to do big things. , there will definitely be a lot of opponents.”

At this point, he pointed at himself: "I, Deadshot, I am a killer. I am used to acting alone. I take money to do things, and I take the money first and do things later. This is to avoid disputes as much as possible. I don’t want to move with others and share money, and I don’t want to face that bullshit betrayal. So I hate teams, and I love freedom.”

There was sudden silence in the cell.

After a while, Hong Fei said: "Is this your answer?"

Sitting on the bed, Deadshot calmed down, took a deep breath, and spread his hands: "Okay, sir, although I don't know who you are, I still thank you very much for coming here and inviting me. I really appreciate it. But I'm sorry that I can't agree to you, not only because of my personal thoughts, but also not only because of my ex-wife and daughter. To tell you the truth, the more reason is because I don't want my daughter to always think that I am a bad person. She knew I was a killer."

"You want her to change her mind about you?"

Deadshot laughed at himself: "I do want to, but I know I have no choice, so I can only stay in prison to serve my sentence and pay the price for what I have done in the past. This may let her know that her father is not an out-and-out A bastard, but a man who dares to take responsibility!" At the end of the sentence, he looked very serious.

The eyes behind the two white crystals on the armor locked with Deadshot. After a few seconds, Hong Fei shook his head and sighed.

"I'm afraid she won't know."

Deadshot suddenly frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I mean." Hong Fei slowly drew the horizontal knife.

"You want to kill me?" Deadshot was stunned, and then became angry: "This is not a good choice, you will attract a lot of prison guards."

"Will not."

As soon as the words fell, the battle armor suddenly broke through the air and flew away. The silver-white sharp edge was as sharp as a swimming dragon, and it arrived in an instant.

Deadshot's pupils shrank, and he immediately moved his butt off the bed and rolled out.

However, as he moved, the sword light deflected to the same side without any delay, like a missile that had locked on the target and followed closely.

Deadshot knelt down on one knee, facing the surging murderous intent that was coming towards him. He judged from the distance that he could no longer dodge, so his heart skipped a beat, his leg muscles tightened, and he launched himself parallel to Hong Fei's body. Legs.

Just when his big hands were about to grab the armor's knees, Hong Fei suddenly jumped up quickly.

Two figures moved up and down.

Deadshot raised his head, and first saw the sharp point of the knife stabbing the back of his head, and then caught a glimpse of the mechanical white light without any emotion in the eyes of Civil War Armor in the background.

When the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up and the back of his head seemed to feel an extremely real stinging pain, he forcefully squeezed out a sentence from his throat.

"I promise!"

In an instant, Hong Fei was in mid-air and suddenly turned his waist and abdomen to the right. Then his body turned to the right in an extremely agile and elegant posture. The horizontal knife moved with his wrist, and the tip of the knife seemed to bring a real dazzling light. Silver light.

There was a soft sound, and Hong Fei stood firmly beside Deadshot.

Throwing down an assault rifle and more than half of its magazine, he turned around and said, "Let's go."

Deadshot looked at the guns and bullets pressed against his arms, and thinking of the feeling of being on the verge of death just now, he couldn't help but lie on the ground and take a few deep breaths.

The cell door sounded. He grabbed the gun and straddled his body, quickly following Hong Fei.

Going out, the corridor is very quiet.

Deadshot cautiously followed Hong Fei in a gun-holding posture, licking his lips: "Did you really want to kill me just now?"

"Yes."

Deadshot's eyes twitched: "You can try to persuade me again."

"I feel your determination to refuse."

"..."

"And you reminded me of something I'd forgotten."

"what?"

"Instead of wasting time preaching invitations while infiltrating, it is better to take action directly. If someone would rather die than obey, then let him die."

Deadshot's face twitched: "Do you think this is an invitation? It's obviously a threat."

"A threat is also a form of invitation."

Deadshot blew out two streams of hot air from his nose, took two steps and said again: "If I didn't want to never see my daughter from now on, I would never agree to your promise. Also, how are we going to get out? You make arrangements to evacuate Is there a passage?"

"Don't worry, I still need to find two more people."

"Ok?"

"You can put the gun down, I don't want to disturb them just yet."

Deadshot nodded, but didn't do it. Maybe holding the gun up would make him feel more secure.

Arthur invaded the surveillance system, and the positions and actions of all the prison guards along the way could not stop his surveillance. Hong Fei, who seemed to have opened up the entire map, drove straight in with a dead shot, avoiding countless risks of being discovered.

Deadshot, who was following behind him on tiptoe, finally discovered the problem. When Hong Fei held him down against the wall again, he finally couldn't help but ask like a gnat: "You actually invaded all the people here. monitor?"

Hong Fei nodded lightly.

"How did you do it? This is Belle Reve!"

"No matter how strong a prison is, there will be flaws. The more mysterious a place is that you don't want outsiders to know about, the easier it is to be breached from the inside."

Arthur's entry point was all the staff of the prison. It invaded the equipment held by all relevant personnel, accompanied all their activities in the prison, and finally entered the prison silently.

After dodging the last wave of patrollers, the two arrived near their destination.

Deadshot leaned against the corner and saw the three-man team inside, and suddenly retracted his head: "Brother, three people, if you let me shoot, I can find a suitable angle and kill them with one shot in a short time."

"Need not."

With that said, Hong Fei walked out directly under Deadshot's surprised eyes.

Accelerating instantly, the black gold armor instantly turned into a hurricane.

There was no sound underfoot, but the sound of friction in the air disturbed one of them.

As soon as he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of a knife shadow in his eyes. He instinctively wanted to shake his head to dodge, but the horizontal knife had already pierced his forehead.

The body fell straight backwards, and the other two people turned around instantly.

Hong Fei's fists hit both of their faces in unison. With the sound of bones cracking, the two of them lay down stiffly.

He drew his knife and turned around, only to see Deadshot standing half up, his face already covered with shock and confusion.

With his backhand, he pointed at Deadshot with the handle of the knife: "Call the boss."

He leaned over and pulled the key from the prison guard, opened the circular alloy door on the ground, and said, "Wait up there."

With a small step, he jumped directly.

Boom!

The dull vibration echoed in the dark and damp cave.

Inside the armor, Hong Fei could clearly see the... monster standing upright in front of him.

It was about the same height as Hong Fei, but its body was huge, especially its head, and all exposed areas of its body were covered with a layer of scales that looked like crocodile skin, including its face.

As it breathed, a special guttural sound that could only be heard from wild beasts came from the darkness.

"Waylon Jones, AKA Killer Croc. I'm only going to say this once: Come with me and no one will imprison you from now on."

Hearing the sound, the corners of Killer Crocodile's mouth flickered, revealing the sharp teeth in his mouth. Combined with his terrifying appearance, it made people shudder.

Swish!

As soon as the wind blew up, Killer Crocodile suddenly punched Hong Fei on the head. The amazing power contained in that fist, which was as big as a sandbag, could be felt with just a glance.

The next second, the armor suddenly disappeared from Killer Crocodile's eyes.

Hong Fei ducked to dodge, flipping his wrist at the same time, and slashed the sharp knife tip from Killer Crocodile's chest at an angle.

The sharp blade collided with the undulating scales, first causing clusters of sparks to rub off. As Hong Fei pressed the handle of the knife, the sharp blade immediately cut through the gaps in the scales. The blade pushed the flesh and outer armor to tear to both sides.

Stab it!

The blood burst out, and Killer Crocodile was stunned. It touched the wound on its abdomen and smelled the smell of blood. Its eyes became more fierce.

Killer Crocodile, mutated by disease, possesses super strength, super speed, super endurance, super reflexes and regeneration.However, there is also a gap between super and super, and sometimes this gap is wider than the distance between ordinary people and superpowers.His super and Superman's super are obviously different by many orders of magnitude. First, the level of development is insufficient, and second, the talent potential is not that deep.

"If you don't leave, you will have no choice but to die in this smelly ditch." Hong Fei said again.

With a beast roar, Killer Crocodile charged forward again.

There was a flash of cold light and blood sputtered.

The knife in his arm did not stop Killer Crocodile's ferocity at all. He attacked Hong Fei without any care, his eyes seemed to want to tear him apart and eat him.

He actually ate - one of some prison guard's arms.

However, Hong Fei controlled his body to dodge and move quickly, holding the handle of the knife with one or both hands, and while rotating around Killer Crocodile, the shining light of the knife could always cut through his scales again and again. Push out the blood stains.

For a moment, Killer Crocodile was covered in blood, and his chest and back were almost covered with criss-crossing knife marks.

When Killer Croc's movements gradually slowed down and he turned around with his fist sluggishly, Hong Fei lifted up his long legs and made a vigorous spin, and the soles of his feet slammed into Killer Croc's collarbone.

pedal!pedal!pedal!

Three steps later, Killer Croc slammed into the wall.

The sharp sword light followed closely!

"I'll go with you!"

The armor paused suddenly, and the tip of the knife was less than a millimeter away from Killer Crocodile's cloudy eyeball.

Jingle!

The horizontal knife fell to the ground, and there were already many gaps on the blade.