Chapter 904 New York, New York
Wade is a mercenary with rich combat experience, and of course he will not let go of such a good offensive opportunity.
Just as Jack and Max were stunned, he rose into the air, and drew two extremely beautiful arcs with the two knives in his hands. He accurately and elegantly made two cuts on one of them, and then struck with another knife. Cut to the throat.
The blood, which was already flowing rapidly, was spraying freely at this moment.
It was the black man who died.
This unlucky kid's speed power hadn't even taken effect yet, so he died inexplicably.
Just when Wade was about to pursue the victory, a strong force came from his hand, and he was caught off guard, and two knives flew out directly.
"Damn, damn, they're all a bunch of idiots!"
Jack was angry and scared.
I didn’t expect that what was supposed to be a stress-free mission would develop to this point.
All members of the team died except him. Don't talk about how to go back to work now. Whether you can survive or not is not a matter of course.
Deal with the guy in front of you first!
"Go to hell, bastard!"
Jack waved his arm, and the knife controlled by him shot towards Wade from two directions, bringing out a shrill white light.
Unfortunately, for a guy who can even split bullets calmly, this level of speed is nothing.
Wade turned around gracefully and dodged the attack.
But before he could hit the ground, the two swords that were supposed to continue moving suddenly turned around and stabbed towards his waist.
Shit!
Wade felt an unprecedented malice. However, in order to express himself, he was still in mid-air at the moment and could not effectively dodge. Unless he could step on his left foot and right foot, or punch the air to gain strength, he would basically be unable to dodge. There is no way to avoid it.
In desperation, he had no choice but to shrink his body with all his strength, hoping to avoid the critical point.
In fact, Wade did it, but the price was that he had an extra knife on both buttocks, and he was sent flying out by the impact and hit the bar hard.
"A guy who fails to succeed but fails to succeed."
Amber complained in a low voice, slapped Jack's head away as he tried to make a move, and then walked over slowly: "It seems we are going to separate here."
"No, you know, it was just a mistake. Otherwise, I wouldn't be afraid of how many guys like this come."
Wade's current posture is very uncomfortable, with his head on the ground and his legs, butt raised high, "Man, can you help me pull out the knife first?"
"Keep it as a souvenir for you."
Amber was too lazy to care about this guy, "Maybe you can ask the customers in the bar opposite for help? They must like how you look now."
He still had a lot of things to do and no time to waste here.
"Oh! Man, you can't be so heartless. Wait!"
Wade's voice broke from shouting, but he still couldn't hold back the figure who left.
Okay, now he should consider how to deal with Stryker's pursuit.
But this is obviously not an easy task.
Three days later.
Amber dealt with the affairs of the No. 1 farm, said "Hoo" to Afang, and then appeared alone in New York.
According to the information obtained from Black Rose, people in the Freemasonry do not usually get together, but they have a habit of holding an exchange meeting at the end of every month.
Well, communication in every sense of the word.
It's the 15th now, and there's still half a month until the end of the month, so there's no rush.
You only need to find one of them, and the rest will be easy to handle.
But what he didn't expect was that the first enemy he encountered here was not a mutant or a killer, but a group of dark-skinned black guys.
"Hey, hand over all the money you have!"
The leader of the black men was wearing a coat that obviously didn't fit him, and he didn't know where he got it from, and there were many stains left by engine oil on it.
There were three other people behind him, all dressed similarly.
Amber ignored this guy and turned to look at where she came out. It was an apartment. The introducer said that although it was expensive, the security was very good, so he asked for an extra sum of money.
Now it seems that I should get the money back and teach him how to be a good person.
"Shit, I'm talking to you! See this? He could put a hole in you!"
The black guy pushed the gun forward, as if he wanted to kill someone.
It's just that if the eyes are not so evasive when speaking, the deterrent effect may be greater.
This guy is a chick.
Just when Amber was about to take action, a roar full of justice sounded from across the road.
"What are you doing!!"
A burly white young man walked over.
Hiss, this is really a knife in the butt, it opened Amber's eyes. Is there such a person in this world?
When he turned around to look, he was no longer surprised.
That familiar look made people immediately see where he came from.
Steve Rogers, future Captain America.
But the time doesn't match up. Isn't he at war?
Bang!
Brother Black was already nervous, but he was frightened by this sudden move. His hand seemed to be cramped and he immediately pulled the trigger.
The bullet flew towards Steve without any hesitation, and hit him right between the eyebrows.
Then he collapsed.
"Fak Fak! What have I done!"
Brother Black almost collapsed. He threw the gun away and ran directly behind. Seeing that he didn't dare to stay any longer, his friends also ran with him.
Soon only Amber and an extremely fresh "corpse" were left on the street.
Looking at this somewhat abstract scene, he couldn't help but suck his teeth.
Is this captain a fake?
Wait, something seems wrong.
Steve, who was supposed to be dead, stood up as if nothing had happened, and at the same time removed the bullet from his forehead.
"Are you okay?"
He looked around and found that the robbers had already run away, so he asked with concern.
"Uh, you look like you're in trouble."
Amber pointed to the pit on his forehead.
"It will be fine soon."
Steve waved his hand, indicating that it was just a small problem, "This neighborhood is not safe, you should be careful when you go out, it's best to go to crowded places."
"In fact, the agent said that the security here is good, so I rented it. Now it seems that I have been deceived."
Amber always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell, "Are you really okay?"
"Of course, this level of impact can't cause real harm to me."
Steve obviously didn't want to stay any longer, and he was ready to leave after he finished speaking.
But the sound of the sirens that followed made his face look a little ugly.
"Sorry, it seems that the gunshots just now attracted the lackeys of capital. These hateful guys, one day I will hang them all on the street lights!"
Amber didn't react when she heard it, "What did you say?"
"It's okay, just pretend you didn't hear it."
Steve didn't want to get entangled in this, "Leave with me first, your appearance is a sin in this country, they will treat you as a stowaway, even if there is proof, it will cost a lot of bail to get out."