"If this wasn't the city center, we would have mustered up heavy firepower to take out these guys."

Preston thought indignantly, and with his left hand, he drew the emergency spray on his waist and sprayed it on the wound, and his right hand gestured backwards at the same time, instructing his subordinates to adjust their formation and move the wounded agent to the rear.

To be sure, these S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are not bad at what they do, but it's a pity that the enemies they face are always some unconventional monsters.

By the time the energy shield temporarily blocked Ricken and Hua Sheng, Theodore Roosevelt had already rushed to the downstairs of a building, and judging by the frequency of the gunshots, one of the snipers was already beginning to shift positions.

"Why, the sneaky rat spotted the approach of the predator and was ready to slip away?" Theodore Roosevelt smirked.

He strapped his shotgun behind him with his backhand, and with a kick of his feet, he jumped from the ground to the air level with the second floor. The solid concrete is as fragile as tofu in front of the zombie president who has been given a bonus in necromancy. Theodore Roosevelt easily stabbed the building's façade with both hands, apparently intending to catch up with the sniper upstairs in this way.

At this point, only another sniper was left on the side, constantly attacking Theodore Roosevelt, trying to cover the transfer of his companions.

However, Theodore Roosevelt, who seemed to be bulky and fat, was like an ape, rushing left and right to climb up and down, and although the bullets pierced his arms and thighs, leaving bloody wounds, they could not slow him down in the slightest.

As Theodore Roosevelt approached the sniper's floor, at the back of the building, the door to a fire escape was quickly pushed open, and an agent dressed in S.H.I.E.L.D. combat uniform appeared between the stairs with a sniper rifle on his back.

A steel cable was already suspended in the air between the two buildings, and the agent could escape from the building as soon as he brought out the tools he had prepared.

"Prey is always prey, and they will eventually fall into the trap of the hunter."

However, the agent's every move could not be concealed from Theodore Roosevelt, and the magic cast by Hua Shengton still clearly reflected the agent's figure in Theodore Roosevelt's pupils, even though it was separated by many floors.

Theodore Roosevelt had anticipated the agent's retreat, and secretly wrapped most of the necromantic energy around the bullets inside the gun, waiting for the sniper to jump out of the sniper point. This tactic is similar to his hunting experience, and he is willing to give up protecting many of the non-lethal parts of his body.

As Theodore Roosevelt's muzzle moved up a little, Theodore Roosevelt's fingers gradually pressed the trigger......

Bang dang ~ dang ~ dang ~

Just as Theodore Roosevelt was about to shoot, a flaming fuse rolled into the office building in front of him, and after colliding with the ground with a crisp shattering sound, the blazing and ferocious flames engulfed the office building in an instant.

"Damn."

The puffs of smoke and flames undoubtedly obscured Theodore Roosevelt's vision, and a large amount of heat disturbed the magical image in his eyes. Theodore Roosevelt almost blasted the long-prepared bullet out in a fit of rage, but what little sanity he had had left prevented him from recklessly.

Another sniper saw this opportunity and immediately shot Theodore Roosevelt's head, and despite Theodore Roosevelt's best efforts, the bullet still scraped most of the flesh off his right shoulder, revealing the white bones under his rotting body.

Theodore Roosevelt immediately smashed through the glass of the building and burst into flames.

Seeing this, the sniper had no choice but to give up and continue the attack, but because he didn't have an observer partner, he didn't dare to turn directly to the battlefield on Deadpool's side, and he had to deal with the nearby threat first.

"Number 2, how are you?" He shifted positions while contacting his teammates.

"Received on the 2nd. I'm fine, go as planned, and with a bit of luck I can finish this guy. ”

"Received on the 1st, in place in 10 seconds!"

In the midst of the fire, Theodore Roosevelt completely enveloped himself in necromantic magical energy, and as long as it was not stained with the special fuel in the burning ping, this spreading ordinary fire was not a threat to him.

Theodore Roosevelt rushed straight through the sea of fire like a rhinoceros, and soon saw the staircase and the device that the rat had to dismantle before it had time to escape. He strode open the staircase door with his shotgun, and a gunshot rang out, but Theodore Roosevelt smiled wildly.

"Got you."

In the moment before the gunshot, Theodore Roosevelt seemed to have anticipated the evasive action, using the bonus of necromancy to his body, allowing the bullet to pass the outside of his arm, and at the same time aimed a backhand shot at the sneak attacker's hideout.

"A prepared hunter will not let his prey bite again."

However, the smile on his face froze before it was revealed, and a bullet pierced the wound in his right shoulder with unmistakable precision, and then shot from the left side of his waist. And the bullet he easily dodged was not a problem with the ability of the opposite sniper, but the other party was not aiming at him at all, and the other party was aiming at the incendiary ping placed in advance behind the door!

"Cunning prey, you underestimate ...... cunning," snarled Theodore Roosevelt, who would not have killed him if he jumped out of the narrow fire staircase now!

However, how could Liao Yu, who had been waiting here for a long time, let him escape, at the moment when Theodore Roosevelt had just jumped up, the soul piercing pierced his mind with great precision, causing him to feel dizzy for a moment, and his body lost its balance and fell back into the sea of fire.

"No!" Theodore Roosevelt roared in reluctance, and the flames behind him consumed his body.

At the end of the defeat, he desperately opened his eyes and wanted to watch the other party die together, but unfortunately, in his sight, a large pile of sandbags happened to block the front of the bullet he fired.

"Whew, that's it, throw it beautifully." Sniper No. 2 breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to greet Liao Yu on the side. "I'm sorry, I can't give you a hug or a high-five."

"It's okay, we don't pay attention to this in our oriental culture. Sorry, I need to take a break for a while, I've just been a little too active along the way. ”

Seeing the two-meter-thick sandbag in front of them almost blown through by Theodore Roosevelt's shot, and the nearly molten sand slowly flowing to the ground, both of them saw in each other's eyes the happiness of the aftermath.

Sniper No. 2 didn't stop, nodded to Liao Yu and then rushed to support the battlefield over there.

Liao Yu stayed alone and rested for a while, while reviewing the previous battle. Compared to the battle in the cemetery, this time the preparation was much more sufficient. With Deadpool's guarantee, and Liao Yu's participation in the battle yesterday, Liao Yu, who was holding up the identity and name card, was able to approach the position of the two snipers, and then cooperated with each other to set a trap.

First, he uses the incendiary ping to block the sniping of the absolute side, and gives the impression that there is a third person using a throwing weapon. Then, when Theodore Roosevelt crashed open the door, he repeated the same trick so that the other party felt that everything was under control, and that he could ignore the traps behind the door and under the stairs. The subsequent revenge was also expected by Liao Yu, and he stopped the opponent's deathly counterattack by means of a face defense point.

For Liao Yu, the moment Theodore Roosevelt chose to cross the sea of fire alone, his defeat was already doomed. Whether or not he chooses to open the door and avoid it, it will not change the outcome of falling into the trap. As for breaking out of the trap, in addition to Liao Yu's soul piercing waiting for him, the fire escape staircase he stepped on was also manipulated by Liao Yu during this time. Even if the soul piercing didn't stop Theodore Roosevelt, blowing up the stairs would have interrupted his pursuit.

It can be said that Theodore Roosevelt's mental activities are in Liao Yu's budget, as an ordinary person, Liao Yu has taken his on-the-spot planning to the extreme, if the other party has other supernatural back-ups, then Liao Yu can only accept his fate.

And while they were dealing with Theodore Roosevelt, Preston was suddenly in danger.

"Looks like you're the head of these agents, and now the U.S. has allowed a woman to be a general?"

Hua Shengton's voice suddenly came from behind Preston, and she didn't have time to turn her head to react, only to hear the agent next to her shouting, "Chief, be careful." Immediately after that, she felt a burning sensation in her entire back, followed by a sharp pain in her heart and complete numbness in some areas.

And in the eyes of Deadpool, who fell to the ground, Hua Shengton suddenly teleported behind Preston after a flash of green light, and he was simply unwilling to not destroy that barrier before!

Even though his subordinates saved his life, Hua Shengton's necromantic magic beam still burned Priston's entire back, and under the heat of the magic flames, Preston's blood was completely evaporated even after spurting out.

"No!" Deadpool shouted loudly, since leaving the Project X organization, he has been close to the Avengers, X-Men and other organizations, but his out-of-the-box personality and chaotic thinking make most heroes reluctant to approach him, and he has gradually become accustomed to being alone. And with this assignment as an opportunity, he gradually regarded Preston who trusted him as a friend.

"Shut up, your screams are far from beautiful." Lincoln punches Deadpool in the back from behind, breaking Deadpool's ribs.

"It's not often since Cable went planescrossing to meet someone who trusts me so much, and I have to say, you're really me off." Deadpool's voice changed from the previous playful tone, and suddenly became serious and gloomy.

President Dwight D. Eisenhower, sensing the crisis, raised his rifle and began shooting Deadpool in the head. However, under Lincoln's restraint before, he also shot through the non-lethal parts of Deadpool's body at most, and once Deadpool got serious at this moment, how could he have a chance.

Deadpool twisted and smashed an elbow of his right hand into Lincoln's right forearm, knocking Lincoln's right fist open and pulling out his katana with his left hand and plunging it into Lincoln's abdomen. With a force of his legs, he used the strength of his waist to drive the two of them, so that Lincoln, who was stuck in the katana, turned his back to Eisenhower, just in time to block the other party's bullet.

"You!"

"Shut up." Deadpool choked Lincoln's words in his throat with a headbutt, stepped on the knee of Lincoln's right foot that Lincoln was about to kick up, supported his body with his strength, and slashed his left hand with a katana from Lincoln's chest to Lincoln's right shoulder, almost splitting Lincoln in half.

While Lincoln was howling, Eisenhower's fate was not much better. After splitting Lincoln, Deadpool twists his wrist across the katana, using the katana and his left hand as a barrier to close the gap between the two.

Even though Eisenhower beat Deadpool's left body to the ground, Deadpool threw a hook claw from his waist with his right hand after closing the distance, and the hook claw hooked Eisenhower's right hand, and directly cut off Eisenhower's right hand with Deadpool's skill.

Eisenhower's rifle hit the ground with a bang, and a large amount of pus and blood spurted out of his wrist.

Deadpool ignored Eisenhower, who was trembling on his knees, and rushed straight towards Preston. At this time, the magic light in Hua Shengdun's hand had been condensed again.