Chapter 1779 Conceited in the Drum, an Act of Conceit

Domino had never experienced such a dangerous situation since she consciously started her own life. For the first time, she felt afraid, afraid of what might happen to her. Although she knew that with her own luck, such a bad thing would not really happen to her, but it was inevitable to be afraid.

The gap in strength lay before her like a chasm, making her feel truly hopeless. Because at this time, mere luck cannot be the key factor to make up this gap. Although it is said that luck is also a part of strength, but in the final analysis, it is only a part. In the absence of any strength in oneself, everything is just nonsense.

She couldn't help but worry that maybe this time, she could get away with it by luck. But that's because the other party still has the idea of ​​letting go of one. This is a multiple-choice question, and she is not afraid of doing multiple-choice questions. What she is afraid of is that these people will not even give her a chance to choose. Let me just ask, when this group of crazy guys are going to kill everyone, her luck can really save her life. She didn't know the result, and she didn't dare to imagine the situation. By now, she had begun to regret, regretting getting involved in this unprecedented danger. In the face of her regret and hesitation, Baron Mordo did not intend to give her any time and opportunity to repent.

"Okay, lucky girl, let's save the fear until the end of your life. What you have to do now is to help me clean up this place, and clean up the blood. Maybe You will have some psychological discomfort, but think about it, it's better for you to clean up these than clean up the corpse."

Baron Mordo's order brought Domino back to his senses more or less. And when she came back to her senses, the first thing she did was to ask Modu such a question.

"Who are you? Are you a member of Shinrikyo, just like us?"

"Religionists, no, no, no, I'm not a guy who believes in the devil. Of course, I don't think anyone who is a little bit smarter would do such a stupid thing. You say, right?"

Baron Mordo's answer made Domino always feel that there was something in his words. This made her dare not talk indiscriminately, so she could only lower her head obediently and get busy. Seeing her pretending to be deaf and dumb like this, Baron Mordo also smiled slightly, and then got busy on his own.

Just because he wants to use Domino's talent doesn't mean he has to be honest with Domino and explain everything. In fact, he prefers to keep her in the dark, and then simply use her talent and ability, rather than revealing all his secrets.

Some things are better that only you know, and some things are still most suitable for you to completely control in your own hands. This is a decision made in the heart of the proud Baron Mordo, and under normal circumstances, it is difficult to reverse what he has made up his mind to.

In short, Domino temporarily saved his life with such an embarrassing identity. In contrast, the rest of the X Special Attack Team were not so lucky.

First of all, the unfortunate boy Zagst. Hearing Huo Huan's nonsense, he really stumbled into the valley alone. It stands to reason that the energy of the fallen angels is all on chasing the Deadpool couple, and he has no chance of escaping without trying. Unfortunately, he was out of luck.

One foot was unsteady, and he fell directly from the hillside. And with this fall, his head hit a stone directly. Although it is said that the brains were not knocked out directly, to the extent of being killed, it is inevitable that intracerebral hemorrhage is inevitable.

This is a very serious symptom, and with his physical fitness, if he can insist on going to the hospital for emergency treatment, there is more or less hope of survival. It's just a pity that his ability broke the only hope, and made him encounter misfortune directly at this link.

You know, one of the most common symptoms of intracranial hemorrhage is vomiting. As for vomiting, if it is placed on ordinary people, it will be a little dirty at most, and it will not affect life safety. However, on Zagst's body, it was a fatal problem.

What he vomited out was extremely corrosive acid, and this acid was extremely harmful even to himself. Only his esophagus and oral cavity are immune to the damage of this acid, but on the surface of his body, he is actually the same as ordinary people, without any special resistance.

So, when he lay on the ground and played tricks with an artificial fountain, half of his body was corroded by acid. And when the angels found him, he was already too dead.

So far, only the Deadpool and his wife are still at large in the so-called X Special Attack Team. In the process of hunting down the Deadpool and his wife, the angels really encountered great difficulties.

Deadpool's teleportation ability has a unique advantage in escaping. Even though the angels are numerous and can always lock his position through magic, it is still not so easy to catch him things.

After all, Deadpool is not a little milk dog that can make you come over as soon as you reach out. His blade, as well as his superb skills, are not short-sighted at all. What's more, there was a more dangerous Shakola beside him, so when the fallen angels chased after him more and more urgently, they immediately paid the price for their actions.

Relying on their own abilities, Deadpool and Shakola fought a wave of ambushes. After meeting each other, the two directly killed the two angels in the chasing angel team on the spot. One hit, and then retreated. No matter how fast the angels reacted, they could only watch them slip away from under their noses without taking a single cloud with them.

Such a situation naturally made them secretly hate, but at the same time they were annoyed, they couldn't help being afraid.

Without two hands, their strength no longer has an absolute advantage. And if Deadpool and the others are given a chance to defeat them one by one, then it will be difficult to say who is the prey and who is the hunter.

At any rate, it is a legion with rich combat experience, and the fallen angels did not panic in the face of this situation. On the one hand, they stepped up their defenses and stopped giving Deadpool any chance. On the other hand, they also contacted the rear through magic and called for more support.

This approach is safe, safe, and least prone to problems. But at the same time, it also has certain hidden dangers, that is, their pursuit was forced to slow down.

Originally, they tried their best to barely keep up with Deadpool and the others, but when they slowed down, they were immediately left far behind by Deadpool. Although it is said that their magic can still locate Deadpool's position, the distance they have opened up cannot be caught up in a short while.

They will inevitably delay a little time, and it is such a little time that gives Deadpool them a chance to escape.

It is difficult for manpower to outrun a flying angel, but machinery and technology are different. Therefore, when the Deadpool couple took the weasel in a panic and left in a Chinook, even the angels in mythology could only look at the helicopter with a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour and sigh.

They may be able to fly so fast, but they may not be able to last as long as an airplane. After all, they are living creatures, and they still have to rely on physical strength to support them. In the long run, they must be unsustainable. In addition, once they leave here, their identities will suddenly become awkward, and they may even be attacked by some military forces. So in the end, they could only admit the fact that their mission failed.

If the mission fails, of course you will be punished. This has nothing to do with the dead waiters who escaped from birth. In fact, they who have been running for their lives don't know the fact that they are safe. They only know that the enemy is chasing after them. If they want to survive, they can only Just keep running like that.

Just running all the way, until late at night, they landed at the predetermined contact point after confirming their safety. And as soon as it landed, the weasel, who hadn't figured it out yet, already questioned Deadpool.

"Wade, what happened? Why were we hunted down? What about our team members, what about your subordinates, don't tell me they are all finished?"

"Don't ask me, I don't know what happened! I just listened to Shakra and ran for my life. As for those people you mentioned, I think even if they are not finished, they are probably about the same. You You know, those guys with wings are quite powerful. If I don’t have my skills, it would be really difficult to survive them. And do they have my skills? Obviously not. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be Their boss. So what will happen to them, I am not optimistic!"

Deadpool shrugged his shoulders and gave such an answer. In all fairness, although he was a little annoyed by the current situation, more of this annoyance came from the indignation that the toy he had finally built was smashed by someone. If you say that he is in such a mood because of the death of those subordinates, I'm sorry, but you really think highly of him.

For the so-called X-Force members, Deadpool's view is actually no different from that of Shakola. It's been less than two days since we met, and it's simply impossible for you to expect him to treat these people as brothers. Although Deadpool is a little sentimental and even gay on weekdays, it is not so easy to really walk into his heart and become a friend recognized by him. At the very least, these guys in the x commando team don't have the qualifications.

Weasel also understands this, and what he understands even more is that there is probably nothing useful to be asked from Deadpool's mouth. So simply, he turned around and asked Shakola.

"I said, do you know something? If you know something, it's better to say it and let everyone add it together. You should also know that the boss above us is not a talkative person. Her methods are beyond your imagination. If we can't give her a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid none of us will end well."

Weasel's remarks are not alarmist, but he is really worried about such a problem. The Stark government is known for being strict and harsh. None of the few big figures at the apex are easy to talk to. This may have something to do with the identities they used to play, either soldiers or agents. Such an identity makes them rarely play fake.

For the country, this is a good thing, but it may not be a good thing for those who shoulder special tasks.

When they can't negotiate with favors, they have to pay the price for their failure. And if there is no reasonable reason to shirk, then the price is enough for each of them to go around.

The weasel didn't want to spend the rest of his life in this kind of thing, so he tried his best to find an excuse and save himself, which became his only hope at the moment.

It's just that, even though he thought so, his thoughts couldn't be accepted by Shakola. In this regard, Shakola obviously has her own considerations. So at this time, she just said so.

"You don't need to worry about this matter, I will explain it to her myself. With me here, I promise you will not be involved in this matter!"

Although Shakola never thought highly of Deadpool's cronies, but for Deadpool's sake, she still wanted to give Weasel a hand. It's just that on this issue, the weasel doesn't appreciate it very much.

Thinking about it, it is a major event that concerns the rest of my life, but in the end I have to entrust everything in the hands of my rival in love. No one will be happy to put this kind of thing on anyone. It’s just that he doesn’t like it, and there’s nothing he can do about it. After all, his small arms and legs can’t be broken by a monster like Shakola, so he can only look for help on Deadpool, hoping that he can change Shakola’s life. idea.

It's just that he is cowardly, and Deadpool is also cowardly. While getting the look of the weasel calling for help, Deadpool also received the warning look of his wife, and what kind of choice should be made between his wife and his friend is simply a question with only one answer for him.

"Damn it, man. I don't count on this kind of thing. If you ask me, we are two little arms together, one is drugged and the other is Parkinson's. And my wife, then At least it's the arm of a boxing champion, the kind thicker than your thigh. The two of us together can't break her, so if you want to be decent, especially when I won't be on your side Under the circumstances, it is better to listen to her. Trust me, I will not cheat you!"