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Last night's operation was really not a success for Aegis's side, not only did it fail to catch the death knell, but it also suffered heavy losses on its own side. A total of four agents were killed in the operation, and all others were wounded to varying degrees.

But it's not for nothing. After the man named "Possum" was kicked out of his hotel suite and thrown into the street by Eric, Black Widow took advantage of his time to repair himself and brought him back alive. Although he didn't catch the death knell directly, this guy seems to know something.

The injuries Natasha suffered during the confrontation with Knell last night were actually not minor, but she only dealt with them briefly, and after a night of recuperation, she was basically fine. At this point, she had already begun to try to extract information from the possum.

The possum was strapped to a wooden chair, and Natasha dragged another chair and sat in front of him, her hands clasped around her chest.

"Odysseus." She said straight to the point, "That person is your boss, right?" Let's talk about it in detail, and you can save yourself a lot of trouble. ”

The possum thief sneered: "Really? But maybe you haven't heard of it, Detective, but we're a guy like us with extraordinary self-healing abilities...... In general, the ability to tolerate pain is beyond your imagination. ”

After a slight pause, he snorted, "So, if I don't want to reveal it, you'll never be able to pry any information out of my mouth." If I tell you anything, it's probably because I want you to know. ”

"So you mean you're willing to confess?"

"A little hint." The possum laughed, "Sometimes a game loses its fun if it doesn't have a hint at all, doesn't it?" ”

"Then give me your tips." Natasha leaned forward, "Who is Odysseus?" What does he want? ”

"I don't know what he's trying to do, and if he tells you that much, it's more than just a hint, isn't it?" The possum shrugged, "Let's just say that what you're trying to meddle in is Sred's own family problem. Does Slade sound like the rhythm of canonization as part of Odysseus's complex plan for transcendent sanctification? ”

Natasha frowned: "Family problems? What family problems? What role does Ruth Wilson play in this? ”

"Well," the possum smiled and lay back in his chair, "who knows?" ”

He didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to explain anything, and as he said, if he didn't want to say anything about this hard bone that had even had his head chopped off, he probably wouldn't be able to say more in any way, but he did have some useful information.

Eric listened to the conversation between the two interrogators through a layer of one-way glass, and couldn't help but fall into a deep thought.

Family problems?

Sure enough, he still cared very much, and when Ruth mentioned his brother and his father to him, the look full of worry and concern was like a melancholy white flower, which had lingered in his mind since the night of the first meeting.

It is also in Russia, in the middle of a barren mountain range.

Death Knell plus Deadpool, the top two players in the world's mercenary industry, VS an armored ninja who can't see the edge at a glance, the scene still looks quite spectacular. Two undead warriors rampage through the crowd, guns blazing in one piece, and a large amount of blood mixed with the flying sword light, staining the earth a blood-red color.

Three hundred enemies, three hundred heads—this is the result of the death knell counting one by one, and the guy named Odysseus really sent a whole army to kill him, and he wondered why the other side didn't just throw a missile or something. But after thinking about it, he immediately understood that the other party wanted to catch it alive.

There are surprisingly many enemies, and the bullets left on the two of them don't necessarily add up. The gang rushed up without knowing whether they were alive or dead, the front row fell, and the back row stepped on the pile of dead people and rushed up, and the mountain of corpses piled up higher and higher, but they didn't see it at all as if they were numb.

The magazine was finally empty, and both men threw away their guns almost simultaneously, replacing their swords with both hands. Knell roughly counted again, and there were 119 heads left - one of his strengthened brains.

"Come on, come on, come along!" Unlike the death knell of muffled killing, Deadpool's side is much more high-profile, and he screams as he rushes to kill, "Your green cloak looks pretty good, it's rotten like a rag haha!" Is it the same as Dr. Doom? ”

But none of the soldiers in this tide paid any attention to him, and they still poured up alive and dead, and they didn't know if his mouth cannon had played a role in disturbing the mind a little. On the contrary, he was careless when chattering, and his left leg was cut off by a sword "brushed" from behind, and the entire leg was cut to the ground from below the knee.

The people around him paused for a moment - probably because of the shocking appearance of a nonsensical guy standing alone with only one foot and a broken leg spurting blood downward. Deadpool was stunned and closed his mouth for several seconds, seemingly not reacting to what was happening.

After a few seconds.

"I'm damn it~!" He screamed, "Did you cut my leg off!?" I'm going to kick you off your nose! ”

Another voice in his heart soon rang out: "Uh, a reminder, Wade. We've got only one foot left, and if you kick him in the nose, we won't be able to stay standing. ”

Deadpool tilted his head and thought it seemed to make sense. But the cruel words have already been released, if he doesn't put it into action, won't it make him very faceless?

Thinking of this, he bent down to pick up his severed leg in the amazed eyes of everyone, and slammed it on the door of the sneak attack like a baseball bat. The guy seemed to be so shocked that he forgot to avoid it, so he watched the other party wave a broken leg and smash his mask, and fell to the ground with his head up, and the bridge of his nose seemed to really have a "click" cracking sound.

"Hahaha! See? Deadpool smugly waved his broken leg and yelled, "Who said I couldn't kick him in the nose?" ”

"Well, there's one more thing, Wade." The voice in his heart rang again.

"What?" Deadpool asked impatiently.

"We're losing too much blood."

Deadpool was stunned for half a second again, and looked down at the spring in his broken leg.

"Damn."

Leaving such a last sentence, Deadpool's head tilted, and he temporarily fainted due to excessive blood loss.

"Is this guy a real idiot?" The death knell on the side glanced coldly at his movements, and couldn't help but think in his heart.