At the moment when the gunshot rang out, the surrounding time seemed to stand still, and the scorching bullets that rotated at high speed were like slow-motion pictures flashing frame by frame, and the air flow was like a flower blooming in the void, slowly blooming from the muzzle of the jet bullet.

The faint smoke of gunpowder drifted and swirled, the yellow bullet casing had not yet fallen, the metal bullet had approached Sean's temple, and he didn't need to breathe for a moment, his head would be like an exploding watermelon, and the blood would splash in the air along with the brain, mixed into a muddy and unpleasant viscous substance, and then life would die and consciousness would return to darkness.

Unfortunately, this is not a western action movie, and Sean and Deadpool are not two cowboys who fight each other with guns, or rather, they are not characters in a shootout movie, and they will bleed and even die if they are hit by bullets. In a world full of superpowers and non-human creatures, anything is possible.

Time resumed flowing, the expected bloody picture did not appear, and the high-speed rotating metal bullet was squeezed by an invisible force before it could penetrate Sean's head and shatter the hard skull, as if it was stuck in sticky glue, lost kinetic energy, and fell.

"Wow, buddy, you're a magician! Looks even better than David Copperfield! Deadpool pretentiously covered his mouth and shouted in surprise.

Immediately he pulled out another large-caliber pistol from his waist, in the small body, the two guns fired in a volley, the roaring firelight was endless, and what was even more terrifying was that due to the mercenary gentleman's extraordinary physical fitness, the recoil of the two large-caliber pistols had almost no interference to him, and the bullets fired continuously remained on the same horizontal line, as if a long flamethrow.

In the face of the roaring and exploding high-speed bullets, Sean's eyes bloomed with firelight, like lava rolling and flowing in the center of the earth, the air seemed to be burning, the blazing heat rose and spread, an invisible force rolled the air current, and an extremely terrifying energy storm brewed and exploded, like a huge amount of high explosives detonated.

Boom –

With a loud bang, the sturdy and crash-resistant black sedan turned into a fierce flame, Sean was unscathed in the hot flames, and Deadpool screamed and slammed into the car door, avoiding the turbulent air waves swept by the roar with extraordinary reflexes.

Rao, the self-proclaimed greatest mercenary in the universe, was still swept away by the strong air current, and fell heavily on the protective railing next to the highway in a large shape.

As the night deepened, and there weren't too many cars passing on the highway, Sean took off his blackened expensive suit, and it was obviously impossible for him to communicate normally with a psychopath, so he had to take an unusual way of communicating.

"Mr. Ten Million, your reaction is too fierce, isn't it good to stand there obediently and cut off your head for me?"

Deadpool scrambled to his feet, threw away his depleted pistol, and drew his twin knives from his back, having never faced such a difficult opponent in his career since he became a mercenary.

"I'd be happy to be killed by the great mercenary Mr. Deadpool, if you have the ability." Sean stood in place, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "It is said that Deadpool is the golden sign of the mercenary world, and there is no one he can't kill, and now it seems that it is a little unworthy of the name." ”

"I'm the greatest mercenary in the universe, and when you see Deadpool, you're about to be embraced by the goddess of death, buddy!"

Deadpool screamed loudly, his voice was accompanied by a cold and cold light, and the red figure suddenly came, as if his body was full of strong explosive power, and a silver light instantly slashed towards Sean's neck, as fast as a swift electric light.

Taking a slight step towards the right side of his body, Sean narrowly dodged the near-perfect stabbing blow again and again, his toes lightly touched the ground, his body was like a taut bow, and he rushed out of the lunge and slammed into Deadpool's chest, and the huge force carried the faint whistling wind and thunder, knocking the nervous mercenary away.

"Dude, how much do you weigh? More than three hundred pounds? I felt like I was being beaten up by a crazy big stupid bear! ”

The voice appeared in Sean's ears again, and Deadpool was like an unbeatable cockroach, with tenacious vitality, and immediately rushed up again as the collapsed and broken sternum healed quickly.

The sword light pierced the night, like a cold light that swept through the void, and Deadpool swung his long knife at great speed, the blade stirring with air currents and making a "whining" wind whirl.

Sean didn't use his ability to suppress this strange mercenary with excellent combat skills, the blood that was silent in his body slowly flowed, like boiling and scorching boiling magma, roaring to activate every cell in his body, he liked the feeling of wandering on the verge of danger and death, the surging desire to fight surged, like a fierce beast with its eyes open and fangs open, eager for blood and killing.

The two people fought in close proximity, Sean stepped on a tiny step, like a ghost that appeared at the same time, dodging the cold knife light that suddenly flashed from the darkness in a very small space, the blade of the high-speed slash set off a large area of wind pressure, the air flow was fierce and intense, the solid ground was cut out one after another, and sparks splashed everywhere!

"Fight like a man! Dude, are you just going to hide and hide? Real men deserve face-to-face hand-to-hand combat! Hey, it doesn't feel right......"

Deadpool waved his double knives, and the cold light was like stars, sealing all Sean's retreats, like a large silver net intertwined with knives and lights, and the killing machine was surging, as if the young man's body would be dismantled in the next moment.

"Do you have that confidence?" Sean asked rhetorically with a smile.

A faint golden light lingered on his arm, and an invisible force field came out of his body, and the space seemed to rise up as if a large mist was rising, as if it was distorted and deformed, and the hazy space was full of strange and illusory scenes.

Before Deadpool could react, a sharp pain came from his chest, and Sean passed through the blockade of layers of knife light at some point, and the hand knife wrapped in the blazing heat pierced Mr. Mercenary's chest, and the flesh and blood organs in his body were evaporated by the golden light flame, and not even a trace of blood dripped out.

"I've heard that Mr. Deadpool doesn't die no matter how much heal he gets, I'm really curious, how fast do you heal?"

Sean said with great interest, this mercenary who seems to be a nervous disorder is indeed extraordinary, but the most surprising thing is probably the self-healing factor awakened in the body.

Deadpool, like Wolverine Logan, has the ability to heal quickly and regenerate, this kind of unbeatable perverted self-healing, coupled with his excellent combat skills, and the headache-inducing mouth cannon attribute, is definitely a terrible opponent that makes people collapse.

However, it is precisely because of his own nagging cannon, as well as his unparalleled yellow storm poisonous tongue, coupled with his strong anti-hero color, Deadpool has always been difficult to be accepted by the public, and at the same time, he is not popular with superhero groups, and finally he simply rented an apartment and started to work as a mercenary again.

"To be honest, I was a little dizzy, and I even wanted to throw up, it was like drinking an entire wine cellar."

Deadpool's footsteps staggered like a stumbling drunk, one hand resting on Sean's shoulder, the shocking hole in his chest gradually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.