Chapter 406: Two Words in His Eyes: Loyalty!

As expected, Deadpool, who was highly expected by Stryker and regarded as Weapon X, betrayed in an extremely smooth manner.

"Wade! You bastard!"

Compared to Homelander who killed his team members, Deadpool, who had no professional ethics at this moment and betrayed on the spot, made the mercenaries present even more angry.

"I am not in the same group with you." Deadpool carried two slender Japanese swords, sprinted, and swung the swords at them, and then whispered at the moment of approaching the opponent: "Stupid, I am deceiving Homelander's trust. When he flies to my side, I will kill him with one knife."

After hearing this, the leading mercenary avoided the attack and said in the same low voice: "Wade, I will trust you for the last time. If you dare to betray us, General Stryker will never let you go."

"Understood." Deadpool nodded slightly and increased the speed of the slash.

Puff! Under the mercenary captain's incredulous gaze, Deadpool thrust the blade into a mercenary's chest with his backhand, and stirred it a few times.

"You really don't tell the truth!"

Realizing that he was deceived, the mercenary captain was so angry at Deadpool that his brain was congested. He raised his gun and roared at Wade: "Shit! Kill this son of a bitch first!"

For a moment, all the mercenaries on the scene turned their guns and pulled the triggers at Deadpool frantically.

"Da da da da..." One by one, brass bullets shot out from the tongues of fire.

"A little impatience will ruin a big plan, Captain, I'm doing this to make the play more realistic." Deadpool shouted.

The leading mercenary's face turned black and he cursed: "Fuck you!"

Facing the rain of bullets, Deadpool stood in place, holding two knives and waving them in front of him. In the afterimages, the long knives in his hands were like high-speed rotating fan blades, which seemed to block all the bullets.

"That guy is quite fierce." The King of Cards, who was not far away, couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing Deadpool's superb swordsmanship.

"I don't think the situation is optimistic."

Quicksilver clearly saw that the bullet passed through Deadpool's knife wind, and then brought a handful of blood while shooting through the opponent's body.

But what surprised him was that Deadpool, who was shot in the fatal part, did not fall down, but continued to play with the long knife in his hand as if nothing had happened. Such a strange performance made him temporarily give up the idea of ​​saving people.

The fierce gunshots lasted less than eight seconds before they stopped abruptly.

While the other side was changing bullets, Deadpool pretended to be a master and lowered his two swords, looking at the mercenaries, saying in a very cool way: "What can't kill me will only make me stronger."

But when he said this, the wounds on his body were bleeding, which seemed a bit inconsistent.

Obviously, Deadpool himself realized this. He looked down at his combat uniform stained with blood and said with a curled lip: "It seems that I have to wear red clothes next time, otherwise everyone can see that I am injured."

"Retreat!" The mercenaries who vented their anger had a little more sober brains. They were just about to take hostages and leave here, but they found that everyone around them had run away and there was an empty space.

"You just said that you wanted to be a superhero?"

A voice sounded from the air. Deadpool looked up and found that the owner of the voice was looking at him.

"Uh... I may be super, but I am definitely not..."

Before Deadpool finished speaking, two red lasers cut the mercenaries in front of him into pieces.

Looking at the broken limbs and arms scattered on the ground, Deadpool swallowed hard.

At this time, Homelander patted his shoulder from behind, "But it's definitely not something?"

"That's right! My dream since childhood is to become a superhero, respected Mr. Homelander." Deadpool took a step, turned around neatly, and then raised his right hand with an extremely pious expression, put it in front of his eyebrows, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

At this moment, it seemed that there were only two words in his eyes, loyalty!

Because the mercenaries died too suddenly, some people at the scene didn't even react until they saw the bodies on the ground. They dared to be sure that those dangerous elements were killed by Homelander.

"Incredible, Homelander is really as strong as written in the newspaper." With Homelander as the backbone, the people present stopped shaking, sweating, and even breathing seemed to become smoother.

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"If you want to join us, introduce yourself first." After dealing with those mercenaries, Homelander walked towards Xia Shang.

Deadpool followed behind him and began to introduce himself:

"I am Wade Wilson, you can call me Wade or Deadpool. Deadpool is my nickname, which comes from a bet agreement between me and someone. That despicable, hypocritical, fickle, impotent... villain owed me 200,000 US dollars after the bet agreement ended, and he hasn't given me a penny so far."

When this matter was mentioned, Deadpool was furious.

"That guy is definitely a parasite of the United States, a shameless and despicable embezzler. To deal with such a person, he should be brought to a military court and sentenced to three or four hundred years, or simply to death." He was filled with righteous indignation and chattered non-stop.

"That villain actually wanted to use that money to control me, how could I be fooled by him, but the money is mine after all, and I will get it back sooner or later, and the nickname Deadpool was given to prevent me from forgetting this matter."

"Are you in the same group with those guys?" Homelander said calmly as he walked.

"Mr. Homelander, you don't know how miserable I was there."

Deadpool tried to squeeze out a few tears to support his misery, but in the end, he failed. Well, it's not Wade's strong point to cry like those girls for a second.

"How miserable is it?" Homelander asked.

"In short, it's miserable, the kind of miserable that is inhumane."

Deadpool originally planned to exaggerate and talk about it, but sadly found that selling misery didn't seem to be his strong point.

"It seems that I have to practice more in this area in the future. After all, selling misery and crying are two powerful weapons to capture the hearts of beautiful women." Deadpool thought.

On the stage, Xia Shang looked at the blonde female reporter and smiled, "I said that the chaos will end soon."

The female reporter, who had not yet recovered, nodded reflexively.

"Oh, sorry, I was a little distracted just now." The female reporter seemed to have just woken up from a dream. She was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly apologized to Xia Shang.

"By the way, how did you know that Mr. Homelander would appear?" she asked curiously.

Could it be... A gleam of light flashed in her eyes, as if she smelled the scent of big news. (End of this chapter)