"Sure enough, Deadpool is confused and difficult to control due to various human experiments, so under normal circumstances, he doesn't show his true strength at all, and he feels that he has a self-healing factor, so he doesn't care much about some behaviors that are easy to die."

Liao Yu, who had just run to the first floor of the building, happened to see the scene of Deadpool's outburst, and at the same time, he glanced at the mission in the flame seal, and found that Theodore Roosevelt's name had not disappeared for the time being, which meant that his mission was not sure to be completed. Since this was the case, Liao Yu had to take the risk of continuing to get closer to the center of the battle so as not to fail the mission.

And over there, President Richton and President Reagan obviously didn't expect this funny guy to be so explosive that he could finish off Lincoln and Eisenhower in just a few seconds, killing and wounding one.

Hua Shengton looked at Preston, who had fallen into a semi-comatose state, and then turned his head to look at Deadpool who was rushing towards him, and finally he let the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. take the seriously injured Preston, ready to deal with the annoying undead first.

I have to say that Deadpool's self-healing factor is obviously more powerful than Liao Yu expected, and in the process of his sprint, Deadpool's wounds have begun to scarre, and the bullets that were previously fired into his body began to pop out of him in turn like fried copper beans.

Reagan obviously wouldn't let him rush at him, and the two companions in front of him had already used their lives to help him see the horror of this mercenary's melee combat. With the strength of his feet, he jumped backwards and stepped on the top of the phone booth, and the two guns in his hands had poured all the bullets.

However, Deadpool's extraordinary physical fitness once again surprised them, two slender katana were wielded by him so impenetrable that most of the bullets were bounced away by him with his katana, and the vehicles on both sides of the run were smashed to pieces. The occasional few bullets are a completely negligible attack for Deadpool, a super soldier who has undergone countless human trials.

However, Reagan didn't seem to be planning to deal with Deadpool himself, he took out a grenade from his waist and threw it at the front of Deadpool, smashing the top of the phone booth with both feet at the same time, jumping high and grabbing the window sill on the third floor of the street, obviously not intending to engage Deadpool at close range.

Just as Deadpool was about to dodge the grenade's blast range, Hua Shengton waved his hand and summoned a rope made of green necromantic magic, which suddenly appeared from the ground and tied Deadpool's left foot, and then dragged Deadpool into the center of the explosion while running.

"You better lie down for a while, I have a way to convince you to deal with a stubborn person like you." Hua Shengton floated high in the air of the street, and began to whisper a spell from the magic book in his mouth.

Eisenhower was struggling to pick up the rifle with his remaining left hand, necromancy struggling to keep him alive for the rest of his life.

"Bang!"

A loud gunshot rang out, and Eisenhower's entire upper body was directly blown to pieces, and it was the previous snipers who were in position again to support the area.

The reason why the other sniper didn't shoot was because he saw through the sniper scope that Sue, who had been working with him, had rushed towards Lincoln who had fallen to the ground, so he turned to try to deal with the blatant floating guy in the air. Although from the perspective of his personal inner feelings, he himself still respects the founding father of the country.

At this moment, Liao Yuzheng forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, snatched the submachine gun that the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent had dropped from the ground, and ran towards Lincoln, who was lying in a pool of green blood.

"1, 2, no warning!"

After running for two seconds, Liao Yu found that only two agents had cast their eyes after he picked up the gun, and his heart was relieved, knowing that S.H.I.E.L.D. would not list him as an enemy for a while, and his feet suddenly changed to accelerate and sprint.

After daring to rush into a position about fifty meters in front of Reagan, Liao Yu pointed his gun at President Lincoln, who was struggling on the ground, and tilted all the bullets in one go. It was only in this situation that Liao Yu, who had no actual combat foundation, dared to rush to a close place with a gun so unscrupulously to shoot at the enemy.

Seeing the faint green necromantic light gradually dissipate, Liao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, put down his numb arm, and placed the gun with empty magazines on the ground smoothly, to show that he had no intention of snatching the gun, and retreated steadily and quickly back to the side of the alley.

At this time, Liao Yu was extremely fortunate to have come to the world before the 22nd century, with the help of the virtual cabin of the real world, Liao Yu was able to use these conventional firearms of the 21st century quite proficiently, although the technology was not very good, but it was not to the point where he couldn't shoot.

Liao Yu had no time to be distracted by the action just now, and at this time he turned his head and realized that the battle situation on the other side was not very optimistic.

The magic that Hua Shengton chanted had already been completed, and Deadpool was now being squeezed dry by the magic, and was lying on the ground with a twisted body, and Deadpool was a dead man from every point of view.

Of course, the surrounding S.H.I.E.L.D. agents would not let Hua Shengton take Deadpool's life, but in front of the green magic cover released by Hua Shengton, all firearm attacks seemed so pale and powerless. Standing in the air, Hua Shengton was like a noble orchestra conductor, and the roaring gunfire and brilliant firelight around him were the best applause for his performance.

Liao Yu poked his head out sideways from the alley and looked up and down at Hua Shengton in the center of the battlefield.

In the vision given to Liao Yu by the soul piercing, the magic shield around Hua Shengton's body was so stable that it was almost desperate. This was the first time Liao Yu had been so close to the high-level power of the magic system. This is another system of science that is completely different from the world in which he lives, and he can't help but feel absurd and illusory, and the sense of separation from this world once again swept through his heart. However, under this layer of emotion, he vaguely noticed that he also seemed to have a trace of excitement?

He looked at the Yanyin again, but during the mission, the names of Reagan and Roosevelt had not disappeared for a long time, and Liao Yu was really not sure if he should leave here, and Truman's 0.5 completion last night was still vivid. What's more, if the mission changes again in the future, it will be difficult for him to have such an opportunity to secretly squat on these goals.

"After Hua Shengton got the magic book, his strength should be at the level of a great magician or something, as time goes by, his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and I'm afraid that only Doctor Strange and Scarlet Witch can solve him when the time comes."

Liao Yu thought about it in his heart and leaned towards S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Ahh Just as the scene was getting more and more out of control, Reagan suddenly screamed and flew out of a window somewhere on the middle level.

Hua Shengton, who was about to clean up these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, frowned and turned his head to look there when he heard the commotion.

"Hey, dear President Hua Shengton, look here!"

Hearing this, Hua Shengton subconsciously turned around to look, and a huge water storage tank installed on the roof of the building smashed into his face. The massive impact shattered his magic shield in an instant, and the jets of water swept him towards the cars on the side of the street, and only stopped after smashing through several cars.

"I'm sorry for the delay, but I passed by Queens on my way and dealt with the troublesome president there. Well, you're all right. ”

Spider-Man, dressed in red and black uniform, was hanging upside down on a wall to greet S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and Commander Preston had barely managed to stop the bleeding from his back with the help of the first responders.

"Hey, don't try to make any small moves, my spider sense is 360 degrees around the clock."

Spider-Man Peter Parker's eyes didn't turn, and his body instinctively backhanded at Hua Shengton's side to shoot spider silk, which was extremely accurate and glued to the magic book that Hua Shengton was holding in his left hand.

Hua Shengton was shocked when he saw this, and immediately endured the pain of the broken rib and tried to snatch it back, but how could he compete with Spider-Man, who had tons of arm strength, without using magic, the magic book was pulled straight over without even showing signs of pause.

"No!" Hua Shengton roared. "Are the streets of New York full of clowns like you now? Looks like I'm really going to have to clean up the America I created. ”

"I'm not like the guy lying on the ground, don't compare him to me, I'm an original design." The little spider also used the characteristics of his mouth cannon, and at the same time, his left wrist spun continuously, and Hua Shengton's feet were firmly glued to the ground.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and the cautious Liao Yu had just approached the center of the battle. After discovering that Hua Shengton's soul strength had been greatly reduced after losing the magic book, Liao Yu immediately made up his mind to find a way to isolate the magic book from all the zombie presidents.

"Be careful......" Suddenly, a weak voice sounded in the field, and it turned out to be Preston, who was barely regaining consciousness, opening his mouth to warn Spider-Man.

"What, my spider sense doesn't have any ......"

Before the little spider could finish speaking, a bullet hit his spider silk with precision, relying on the necromantic energy wrapped in the bullet to fuse the spider silk.

"Well done!" Hua Shengton shouted praise as he waved his hands to remove the spider silk from his feet, and once again held up the magic shield to stop the sniper bullets fired in the distance.

It turned out that President Reagan, who had been taken out of the residential building by the little spider before, was relieved at the moment, and was half-crouching to support Hua Shengton with a pistol, obviously the impact of that intensity just now was not enough for the zombie president with the bonus of necromancy to make him lose his combat effectiveness.

However, Liao Yu obviously noticed that this time the magic cover was already crumbling after only blocking a sniper bullet.

As the spider silk was fused, the magic book lost its traction and fell into the street between the two sides with a thud.

There was a brief silence between the two sides, and after a wordless confrontation, a battle broke out again over the magic book.