The Death Knell

"What do you mean I've caused you misery? I don't remember that we had sex. If you contract any sexually transmitted diseases, it has nothing to do with me."

Wade looked at the weasel with disgust, and took out a bottle of disinfectant from the My Little Pony bag he was carrying to wash his hands, looking very scared.

After all, the only healthy parts of his body are his eyes and penis. If something goes wrong with one of them, he will definitely regret it.

Weasel is a young man in his twenties, with slightly cross-eyed eyes and a pair of big, rustic glasses. His long greasy black hair has not been washed for an unknown period of time. He also has a sour smell on his body. His beard is unkempt and he looks unkempt.

The bartender gradually got in front of Wade. Even though he was across the bar, he breathed a sigh of relief after he was sure that Deathstroke wouldn't kill him.

"After you damn left with that Canadian, I was very worried about you, so I tried to find someone to find out where you went for medical treatment, but the day after you left." Weasel gestured behind him with his thumb, his face With a horrified expression on his face: "The next day, someone killed a weasel at the back door of the bar. The beast broke off its head and wrote on the wall with blood, 'If you keep meddling in your own business, the next one will be killed.'" It's you', that's coming at me!"

He was scared to death. Although Weasel realized at that time that there might be something wrong with the so-called experimental treatment, he did not dare to pursue it.

After all, we usually have a good relationship with each other, but if someone is killed at a critical moment, it is better to let Wade die, and don't get involved with yourself. He seems to be very powerful.

But now Wade is back alive, not only has his appearance changed, but he has also brought with him the legendary mercenary Deathstroke.

Weasel quickly said that it's not that I'm not a brother and I didn't save you because I was unloyal, but I was stopped by others. It's true that I'm a brother and I'm in trouble too.

‘I don’t know what the relationship between Deathstroke and bitch Wade is. Could it be that Wade asked Deathstroke to kill me because he was angry with me? However, the mercenary bar is only responsible for capital verification and is not responsible for investigating Party A’s background. Oops, Sister Margaret's face may not be of much use in front of the death knell..."

This is the mental activity of the weasel. He is now panicking, and the hand wiping the cup is shaking like chaff.

He is a mercenary agent, not a mercenary, and he is most afraid of death.

"Cousin, would you like to try the fried onion rings here? This is my favorite here. It's much cheaper than the one in the nightclub a street away." However, Wade didn't listen to the weasel at all. After my brother came here for the first time, he introduced the snacks here like a host, his eyes turned into funny shapes: "When I didn't have money to find girls, I would occasionally eat raw onion rings to enjoy it. Cool."

Su Ming looked helpless under the mask. He leaned on the bar, one arm resting on his head, looking at the ever-changing dance floor under the psychedelic lights:

"You are too perverted. If you have such a good relationship with them, have you never thought about who should keep accounts first?"

"Girls also need to eat. If I don't have money and use friendship to kidnap someone to accompany me, then she will have no income and no food that day. What's the difference between me and a bad guy?"

Wade touched his pocket and shook his head. Prostitutes were very similar to mercenaries, and they also had their own rules. The most important rule was almost the same, that is, no credit was allowed.

"Okay, there's no need to eat or drink. You accept a mission and we go out for a walk."

Su Ming asked his cousin to take over the task. After observing the previous battle with the bear, he believed that Deadpool was in good condition. Apart from a slight problem with his physical reserve, it should also be the sequelae of long-term detention.

Now if you find a business that deals with people, you can determine his mental state. As long as Deadpool is in the state, there will be nothing to worry about in the past and future.

Wade nodded and looked behind Weasel. There was a small blackboard hanging on the wall, which often had some public tasks or tasks with particularly tight deadlines written on them, just like the 'Today's Flash Sale' special offer.

But generally speaking, it's crap work.

For example, helping people find cats, writing homework for primary school students, training for game levels, etc. It is very easy but the reward is very small.

The work of a mercenary overlaps with that of detectives, spies, and killers. In short, as long as it is a profitable job, mercenaries can be considered.

"What do you think of that job? Kill an Indian, cut off his scalp and come back to do the job." Deadpool feels that he is lucky today. There is a killing job that pays 300 US dollars in today's flash sale. As long as you act quickly enough, you can grab it before others do it. The mercenaries can be completed before: "We can also feel nostalgic and experience what the wild colonists did back then."

"It's boring. Killing ordinary people is too boring." Deathstroke shook his head and looked at the blackboard: "Even if you want to accept it, you should accept the task of assassinating the President of the United States."

"Ahem, we don't have any tasks like assassinating the president here." Weasel interrupted the conversation between the two of them embarrassedly. After being completely ignored, he felt a lot more relaxed and even dared to take the initiative to talk: "As a public In the mercenary area, it is also a rule not to have anything to do with politics."

Of course, there are also missions to kill politicians, but they are all done by mercenaries who have their own agents, and many things cannot be stated openly.

"Well, that's true. I have superpowers now. Killing ordinary people is indeed a bit boring." Wade pinched his chin and nodded. His head turned to the left, then to the right, avoiding the weasel's face and staring at it. Looking at the blackboard: "What about the task of escorting goods from the Mexican border into New York?"

Deathstroke still shook his head. He knocked on the table and asked the Weasel to get a drink: "Are you going to pay us $1,000 to protect the smugglers and send them away to the homeless? You have to know that those 'mules' who are responsible for carrying human bodies are all away from Mexico." Make about $40,000.”

Deadpool's eyes lit up: "Then let's go be mules?"

"You have esophageal cancer, stomach cancer, colorectal cancer, small intestine cancer, and rectal cancer." The death knell knocked on his head and refused again: "You may not know when the cancer will fall out of your belly. If someone complains, you Not to mention making money, even a few million dollars is considered a small loss."

Deadpool was lying on the bar like a corpse, his little eyes blinking:

"Then what kind of mission do you think we should take on? There is a long-term mission to go to Africa to help the warlords fight, but I don't want to participate in massacres or anything like that anymore. I heard that it's not politically correct at all now. If I kill them Sometimes if a black person says, 'I can't breathe,' I will lose popularity and followers."

"Forget it, whoever, bring me a list of all the tasks. Wade and I will pick a 'white' task."

Su Ming talked to Weasel. Since he wanted to judge Deadpool's current mental state, a task of using his brain to investigate the case was obviously more suitable.

The so-called "white mission" is simply a mission to cooperate with the police. Under normal circumstances, it is also called "informant work." Anyway, if you find out some information, you can sell it for money, so the mercenaries naturally have no reason to refuse.

Do you think the police and mercenaries are enemies? Actually not, how can there be eternal enemies? This is determined based on changing interests.

Tiaozi often goes in and out of Margarita Bar, sometimes to solve crimes and arrest people, and sometimes to gather information.

The bar pays taxes normally, and Sister Margaret has also registered a legal security company. From a certain point of view, the police station must also provide protection here, after all, they are legal taxpayers.

The security company and the freelance mercenaries all signed short-term labor agreements. Anyway, if the accident was discovered, it was the temporary workers who did it. The police could not nail the bar, not to mention that there was a protective umbrella above Sister Margaret who collected black money.

If the world wasn't dark enough, where would there be so many vigilantes and superheroes?

"Anyway, everything I do with you is just fun. Why don't you learn to solve crimes? I'm one of the best detectives in DC." Su Ming quickly flipped through the task list that was comparable to a phone book, and then stopped at a certain place. : "Oh, that's good. The police are offering a reward for clues about a serial killer. Let's just solve this case."