Wade: One hundred million, by card or in cash

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the battle swiftly in the blink of an eye.

The entire alley was covered with dark brown blood. The strong smell of blood made people frown unconsciously. The broken body parts on the ground were still twisting and turning as if they had vitality.

Even chopped into pieces, these zombies were still not dead.

Such a scene did not make people marvel at the tenacity of life; instead, it filled them with terror. It felt as if a dark cloud was covering the alley, making everyone feel cold all over and retching constantly.

"Did you see it?" Wade's voice broke the eerie silence. "Why do I love the red uniform so much? Because when it's stained with blood, no one can tell."

He held Vanessa firmly behind him, his eyes fixed on Francis under the street light opposite. Wade looked relaxed, as if these terrifying zombies had not troubled him at all.

"Now the warm-up is over, my dear friend, it's your turn."

"Hehe." Francis smiled nonchalantly.

"I have a bad feeling." Wade frowned, a solemn look in his eyes. Francis's reaction was not right. In his imagination, Francis should be roaring hysterically or fleeing immediately like he did on the intercity highway, not standing carefreely with his hands in his pockets.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Wade sensed a hint of joy from Francis. This was undoubtedly wrong.

Could it be that Francis had a backup plan? Wade became more alert, subconsciously thinking of the pink bunny boy named Tao Baibai from last time. He had asked Mole to investigate this person, finding that he had inexplicably emerged in the mercenary world in the past two months, killing ruthlessly and charging exorbitant prices.

In just two months, Tao Baibai had ranked among the top mercenaries, even poised to take the top spot. This man was very mysterious, with almost no information about his past, as if he had appeared out of nowhere and caused a bloody storm in the mercenary world.

Wade remembered the list Mole had brought over, filled with the mission targets Tao Baibai had taken on. Without exception, all had died, including several big shots who dominated their areas. Despite their protection, they died tragically at the hands of Tao Baibai.

The man who calls himself "the world's number one killer" truly lived up to his reputation!

At the same time, Tao Baibai, on a plane to Afghanistan after accepting a new mission, suddenly saw a prompt:

[Shock from Wade Wilson, a small amount of ruby obtained]

Hmm? Tao Baibai raised his eyebrows, surprised, but soon forgot about it. Although he was curious about the toy that would never die, a commission of three hundred million dollars was more tempting.

In the alley on a rainy night, Francis seemed very satisfied with what he saw, the smile on his face growing brighter.

"Look, what a clean kill." He spoke to thin air. "Moria, the price I offered before was not excessive at all. His shadow will surely satisfy you greatly."

"Hey, who are you talking to?" Wade asked, confused. Could it be that the destruction of the zombie army had driven Francis mad? Or was there someone else here? Wade hadn't noticed anyone, which wasn't normal.

Wade's heart suddenly sank, the entire alley filled with an atmosphere of coldness and silence. After a long time with no answer, he relaxed, but then heard shrill laughter from the air.

"Hehehe~"

Several incandescent lights suddenly shone down, revealing a huge black figure less than a few meters away.

What a monster! Wade's pupils shrank, and he took a breath of cold air. The monster was as tall as a three-story building, at least six or seven meters. With an onion-like hairstyle, a pale face, and huge long horns on both sides of its forehead, it looked extremely aggressive.

It had pointed ears and teeth, and cross stitches from its head to its neck, resembling black thread sewn into wounds. It wore a shirt with a bat-shaped collar and Gothic art clothing.

[Incredible from Wade Wilson, a small amount of ruby was obtained]

Seeing the system prompts, Moriah felt better. Killing, madness, and top-notch fighting skills. He had finally found a perfect shadow for number 900. In the past, he had been confident in his power, but now he understood the importance of having excellent subordinates. He didn't have to do anything; he could become the Pirate King by relying on the power of others.

No, this world was more suitable for him. He could still be king here because no one could compete with him. It was a perfect world, and he liked it here.

When Moriah smiled, Wade felt even more embarrassed. His mouth stretched almost to his temples.

"Oh my god, stop reading this, or your eyes will rot. I think you should buy some magazines, at least act like a human being." Wade quickly turned around to cover Vanessa's eyes. "Although I know I shouldn't say this, and you know that I don't look down on anyone, I still want to say, has no one ever told you that you look like a large tumbler?"

Wade looked serious and conflicted, but Vanessa, held in Wade's arms and covering her eyes, found time seemed to stretch endlessly. This night was too exciting, making her wonder if she was dreaming.

"Hey, Francis, could this guy be one of the zombies you created?" Wade asked curiously, mixing in some pertinent suggestions. "You should at least choose him some nice clothes; maybe he wouldn't be so eye-catching. This thing is really unbearable to watch."

"No, no, no." Francis shook his head easily. "The zombie thing has nothing to do with me. I'm just a small person responsible for providing corpses. The one who actually controls the shadows and brings the zombies to life is Mr. Moria."

"Come to think of it, I sold your shadow to him for 20 million. It's worth a lot, isn't it?"

"Twenty million?" Wade was shocked, then protested excitedly. "You only sold it for 20 million? Master Deadpool, don't I have any dignity? I'm telling you, you've lost a lot. You should ask for 100 million, not a penny less."

"Hey, Mr. Tumbler, can you pay me directly, by card or in cash?"

End of this chapter

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