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Without the blessing of the Force, my body is still too weak.

Mary was the first to pick up Susan, who had fallen with him. After glancing at Peter, who was also unable to fall to the ground, she hesitated for a moment before stepping forward and grabbing his injured left arm and trying to pull him up.

And her strength was too small, and she had to take care of Susan, and she didn't pull Peter up several times in a row, and she herself was a little tired and panting.

"Let go of me." Peter said breathlessly. "Go first yourself."

Mary was visibly in a hurry. "But you..."

"I can take care of myself." Peter waved his hand and pushed Mary away. He slammed into his strength, barely propping himself up from the ground. "You'll be safe when you get to 82nd Street, where there are patrolling police. Once there, no problem. ”

"But—" Before Mary could utter these words, her face changed, as if she had seen something remarkable behind Peter's back.

Peter's reaction was also quick, and he immediately punched himself in the back.

"A small masturbation is pleasant, but a big masturbation hurts the body. Why don't today's young people understand? Seeing that your body is so weak, it's time to give your little brother a few days off! ”

A strong hand easily caught Peter's weak blow. As soon as he pulled forward, Peter was pulled up from the ground. Several wounds on his body were in sharp pain again under such rough treatment. Peter was strong at this time, and he didn't let out a single cry of pain, but only frowned.

Peter turned back, and Wade. Wilson was standing directly across from him. Peter's pupils narrowed. With the capture of the Force just now, he didn't even notice when Wade touched their backs.

Even though his Force was now quite weak, Wade was a little surprised that he had such abilities.

"Have you given up the battle ahead?" Relieving, Peter pointed to the front of the warehouse, where there were still remnants of gunfire. But there is no doubt that the few remaining members of the Moriti family are almost unable to support themselves.

"Pretty much, but it's my mission, but rescuing those two beautiful young ladies is the task given to me by my client."

"With your skills, maybe one person can kill all of them." Peter was silent for a moment, then spoke again.

"If you're good at something, never serve someone for free." Wade said as a matter of course. "If my mission is only to save these two, I won't bother with anything else."

"It's a line from the Batman movie." Peter was a little speechless.

"But it's a good line, isn't it?"

Peter was silent for a moment. In the warehouse behind him, the sound of battle had faded away. "Are you going to take them to Joe?"

"That's right!" Wade smiled. "I still want my 70,000 commission! Why, do you want to stop me? It's not that I look down on you, but your current physical condition may be worse than the economic situation in Greece, are you sure? ”

"That's good." Peter seemed to exhale. "Take them away and keep them safe."

As soon as the words fell, the spirit that supported him seemed to have dissipated at that moment. Peter tilted his head and fell straight down.

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Exclamations.

Gunshot.

Sounds of fighting.

Engine sounds.

In a sense, Peter wasn't completely unconscious. When his brain decided to shut down urgently in order to protect his body, the Force in his body, which had recovered a little, replaced his five senses to see the world.

Although he had used the Force to sense the enemy's location many times in previous battles, he had a completely different feeling when he looked at the world without relying on any of his senses and only by the energy in his body.

No light, no patterns, no taste, no sound. All that appears in Peter's realm is the individual 'beings', their activity, and the space they occupy.

And these 'beings' are like pieces of a puzzle, putting together this huge and complex world. A leaf detached itself from the tree and became independent of its existence. The internal activity of the leaves decreases rapidly, and they fall to the ground, beginning the process of merging into the earth on their own.

Despite the lack of any color, Peter felt that it was so beautiful that it gave him the feeling of giving up everything and throwing himself into it.

I don't know how long it took for Peter to wake up.

Patting away the face that was reaching for his mask, Peter sat up straight. Wade, who was sitting in front of him, made a disgruntled expression.

"Hey, hey, stinky boy, I saved your life, right? Show me your face and you won't die. ”

"I don't want you to feel inferior, so forget it." Peter replied mercilessly, only to find himself in the back seat of a car, while Mary and Susan were sleeping on his right. They were so weak and tired. Wade was frowning at himself in the passenger seat, making all sorts of weird looks, and the guy driving the car was a guy Peter didn't know at all.

"Who is he?"

"Driver, I called it with Uber. His name is James, come, get to know him. ”

The driver shuddered, but did not speak, and Peter was a little confused.

“uber？？”

"yes, yes, don't you know?" Wade shook the phone in his hand. "Ride-hailing software, let me tell you, this thing is really better than calling a taxi. Come on time and the price is cheaper than a taxi..."

"Where are we going now?" Peter interrupted Wade. Seeing that Peter didn't buy his account, Wade turned his head boredly and stretched.

"The Moretti family's safe house, Susan and her cousin will be safe here."

Peter thought for a moment, then tapped the driver on the shoulder. "Stop, I'm getting off."

The driver quickly applied the brakes and stopped on the side of a road. Peter opened the car door and crept out of it cautiously, for fear of waking Mary. There was another pain all over my body, but it was better than before. The main gunshot wound had stopped bleeding under the Force's warmth, and the other small bits and pieces of injuries were harmless, and it might be tiring for him to walk back, but it should still be possible.

"Wait a minute." Wade got out of the car too, this time his face was unusually serious. "Your injuries are quite serious and will likely worsen if you drag on. There's a doctor waiting there in the safe house, so it's not too late for him to show you before leaving. ”

"Can you go?" Peter chuckled. "I still have this mask to protect me, if the Moretti family really knows my identity, I'm afraid I have only one way to go to sell their lives."

Wade was speechless for a moment, and he couldn't refute Peter's words.

"Alright, alright." Peter waved his hand and turned to leave. "I'm sure there's nothing wrong with that, so don't worry about it."

"Wait a minute!" Wade stopped him and fumbled in his pocket for a long time. After digging through a lot of change, his credit card, and a unicorn keyring, he finally found what he was looking for. He pulled out a black business card, which looked rather inferior, and handed it to Peter.

"What is this?" Taking the business card and looking at it, Peter was a little puzzled.

"The admission card to the Hell House is the bar, Sister Margaret's School for Lost Children." Wade explained with the gesture, as if he was afraid that Peter would not understand. "That's where mercenaries like me gather, and where they can get quite a few missions. The most important thing is that we don't discriminate against people like you who are too ugly to show their faces. Well, there may be a little, but it's really just a little. ”

Wade patted Peter's forehead. "If you're good at something, never serve someone for free."

With that, Wade got back into the car. After closing the door, he took the gun out of his pocket again and pointed it at the driver, who was still white.

"That guy was a little boring, and he didn't care about us and went straight home. Hurry up, we're all running late! ”

The car slowly accelerated, heading towards its destination. Wade took out a stick of chocolate and took a bite.

"Kidnapping an underage child to work as a child laborer, the weasel guy should have a headache again. However, this time, the crazy polar bears may have to escape from New York to avoid the limelight first. He looked out the window, and the boy was still standing there, watching the car leave.

Peter discreetly put the card in his pocket. Maybe this thing will be able to be used in the future.

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Two hours later.

New York Pier, inside Warehouse 14.

"You mean, we've lost a whopping eleven people, and only five of Glico's bunch of rubbish have survived? They also ran away with our cargo? Anatony yelled almost ventingly, and his brother in front of him was a little impatient.

"We've been raided!" Vladimir was also impatient, and their losses far exceeded expectations. "They knew we were coming, and they cut off the power as soon as possible."

"You mean they knew it was an ambush for a long time?" Anatony sometimes felt that he was fed up with this younger brother, who was always a slow thinker. "Do you think they'll come over when they know it's an ambush? Even if they sent someone over, they would only line up eleven? ”

"But..."Vladimir was a little unwilling, although he had always admired his brother very much, but he felt that he was really a little wronged this time. His men had been in trouble from the moment they entered, and he hadn't fought such an unpleasant fight in a long time.

"Enough, Vladimir." Anatony raised his right hand. "The man with the red mask you mentioned, he wasn't with the Moretti family, and he cut off the power?"

"That's right."

Anatony walked back and forth a few times before finally making a decision.

"Put 150,000 on the head of the man in the red mask, and we will receive the news of him, 5,000 a thousand. This guy was the key to what we planned tonight to get to this point. Anyway, tonight our destination has been achieved, and most of the elite of the Moretti family have been lost, and Yusuf will not blame us too much. ”

Vladimir nodded from the side.

"Clean up this place, I'll deal with the police. I'll give Glico a bullet later, he's still alive, and we can't control his men. Anatony gave a few orders with a blank face and put on his coat.

"If it doesn't work, we can talk to the boss. Yusuf is also old..."