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"Matt, how is the battle between the Cross and the Assassin Brotherhood going now?" Chu Yi asked Matt in the coffee shop across from the law firm.

"According to the information you provided to Sloan, the Cross successfully eliminated the butcher and repairman, as well as more than 40 ordinary killers, but Pekovsky, who was used as a bait, was killed." Matt said while drinking coffee. He said with a frown.

"Originally, the Cross was preparing to pursue the victory and uproot Sloan and the Assassin Brotherhood, but Sloan actually secretly spent a lot of money to hire Bullseye and a mercenary called Taskmaster, and almost killed Carlos. Now the two It was a deadlock again. Carlos didn't dare to show up, and Sloane and Bullseye were afraid of Carlos' beyond-visual-range sniping and they didn't dare to show up easily."

Chu Yi also frowned after hearing this. He did not expect that Bullseye and Taskmaster would also be involved and would side with Sloan.

What if the agreed colleagues are enemies?

Needless to say, Bullseye was originally a well-known lone killer. He was later recruited to work for the Kingpin, but occasionally he would do private work to make some extra money. His ability was precise projection.

Taskmaster's real name is Anthony Tony Masters, who was once a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.During a mission, Anthony, who was shot, was injected with an enhanced serum developed by the target when he was dying. He gained photographic reflexes and could perfectly and accurately copy the target's body movements, so he had very amazing fighting skills.

If the strength, physique and other attributes of these two people were not within the scope of ordinary humans and did not reach the extraordinary level, I am afraid that Carlos would not only be seriously injured but would have died long ago.

"It's a bit difficult. Bullseye's ability is much more powerful than arc shooting at close range. Taskmaster relies on his amazing skills to beat even Captain America and Spider-Man [-]-[-] in close combat. Even Carlos Even if the gene lock is turned on, he cannot be his opponent..." Chu Yi secretly muttered in his heart.

Matt on the opposite side was a little curious and asked: "You are not going to personally help Carlos? If Sloan does not die, you may not be able to get the 4000 million, can you rest assured?"

Chu Yi rolled his eyes angrily: "Of course Sloan is going to die, but if others can take action, why should I waste my energy?"

Dim lights, loud music, low-quality alcohol and the smell of cigarettes that have been passed through countless hands.

On the surface, this bar called Sister Margaret seems no different from those beautiful underground bars all over New York. Exposed women and rude men flirt here, and some even Unable to wait to leave, they hid in the corner and started fighting.

But in fact, this seemingly ordinary underground bar is one of several strongholds for underground mercenary and killer trade in New York...a relatively low-end one.

Wade Wilson, who has not yet become Deadpool, is a regular visitor here.

"A glass of 'blowjob'."

"You actually order this?"

The bartender and middleman nicknamed Weasel behind the bar put down the dirty rag in his hand and looked at Wade in surprise, who had just completed a small business.

However, the movements of his hands were not slow, as if he was afraid that Wade would regret it. In only ten seconds, he quickly prepared a cocktail filled with cream, which indeed seemed to match the obscene name.

Wade gave him a look of disdain, picked up his glass and stopped the waiter who happened to be passing by, whispered a few words, and at the same time thrust a ten-dollar note into the woman's arms as a tip.

The woman immediately gave him a flirtatious look, and took the wine glass to a bald man who was two meters tall and weighed over 230 kilograms.

"Barrick, Booth ordered it for you~"

"Fake!"

Less than a minute later, at another table, a big black man named Booth was knocked out by Barrick with one punch, and the atmosphere in the entire bar became high.

"Fuck! Wade! You made me lose money!"

The weasel didn't stop him, but he couldn't help but cursed.

Wade shrugged innocently. It was none of his business whether others lost money, as long as he won money, that would be fine.

Just when the weasel was about to complain, the old landline phone at the end of the bar suddenly rang.The weasel, who was still looking unhappy at first, suddenly lit up his eyes and ran over in three steps.

As a middleman, he basically accepts any task for money. Some task clients who are invisible to the public are naturally unwilling to show up. In this case, he will use this phone to contact them.

The rotary dial telephone, which is in tatters and looks to be at least 60 to [-] years old, and can't even display the caller's number, was deliberately designed by him so that the client could feel safe and not have to worry about being reversely traced, right?

"excuse me--"

"Is Wade Wilson here?"

Weasel subconsciously glanced at Wade who was not far away, and said solemnly: "He is here, but according to the rules, you only need to tell me the content of the task and the price."

On the other end of the phone, Chu Yi was holding a mobile phone that he had collected from a gangster who had died. He couldn't help but let out a playful chuckle after hearing this.

"20 US dollars, your agency fee, now give the phone to Wade."

The weasel on the other end of the phone took a deep breath subconsciously.

"20 dollars?!"

This is a huge amount of money that he may not be able to earn in a whole year!

The weasel subconsciously exclaimed, which also attracted the attention of Wade who was not far away.

"Tsk, tsk, is this a big order?"

Wade, who was short of money, was about to get close to Weasel and take over the business first, when Weasel handed him the receiver with a weird look on his face.

"Looking for you."

Wade was taken aback.

Although he thinks that he is very capable and well-known, this is the first time that someone named him wants to take over a $20 order.

"Could it be that by confiscating the little girl's money earlier, we fought off the stalker for her, so good people are rewarded?"

Wade quickly answered the phone while thinking about it. He never thought that the $20 was just an agency fee for Weasel. The real reward he could get was...

"200 million?!"

Wade's eyes almost popped out of his head.

Although he became a mercenary after retiring from the special forces, he always had a bottom line in doing things and only took orders to deal with bad guys, so he always lived in poverty.

Let alone 200 million, he didn't even take the order of 20, okay?

The weasel on the side also showed a shocked look.

Although he is one of the largest commissioned middlemen in New York, because the mercenaries he can contact are all unknown guys, famous killers and mercenaries such as Bullseye and Taskmaster will never come to him. , so it only occupies the low-end market. Let alone a million-dollar commission, even if it is a 50 commission, you may not receive a single order throughout the year.

"Take it! Wade! No matter what the commission is, even if it asks you to sell chrysanthemums, you must accept it!" Weasel lowered his voice and shouted to Wade, but was kicked out by Wade.

Just kidding, even if Wade Wilson hasn't become the famous Deadpool, he still can't sell his anus!Unless you add more money!