Russia, a temporary stronghold of the CIA. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Jericho's energy signal has been detected, and it's almost time for you to go out. We've got a smartphone for you. As Red Fury handed a suitcase to Deathstroke, he explained, "We'll monitor your location and follow up on you at all times." In addition to this, your new wallet also has a debit card, a new passport and other documents, and a pre-deposit of two million, which is just a prepayment. If you help us take out Odysseus, there's another twenty-three million behind us, whatever you want to spend it on girls. ”

"Maybe it's a boy." Deadpool interjects.

Without looking back, Knell gave him a fist through his nose and asked coldly: "How many of you have come to Russia for this operation?" ”

"Not much, it's inconvenient for the CIA to come forward in this operation, so they only sent people like me to run errands." "Simply put, you can't count on any backup. ”

Deathstroke snorted.

"I never counted on anything like this in my life."

Another place.

The moment the self-proclaimed "possum" came out, Jericho felt very bad. Not because of this guy's pale and ugly face, but because of something more visceral.

The man reached out to Jericho and claimed to be a friend of his father's. Originally, Jericho refused to deal with anyone who had anything to do with his father, because he felt that his father Deathstroke was a cold-blooded killer, and his friends must not be good people. But the problem is that now he is cornered. Odysseus brought out the power that had been sleeping in his body in one go, and now he would lose control and kill innocent people from time to time due to mood swings, and he didn't want to go on like this.

It was at this time that the "possum" appeared. He said that he had been following Jericho, knowing everything about him, and being able to help him control his abilities, so he came here with the mentality of giving it a try.

And the moment he saw him, he changed his mind.

Normally, Jericho would have been able to enter the other person's consciousness and spy on their thoughts, but the pale man's brain felt like an unfathomable black hole to him, and he couldn't penetrate it at all. Not only that, but this man exudes a smell of evil, real and pure evil, and unfortunately his intuition has never missed since he was a child.

"Hello, Jericho." The possum grinned, "As I introduced myself, I'm an old friend of your father, and thank you so much for agreeing to let me help." ”

"I'm sorry, I've changed my mind a little." Jericho said coldly, "I'm feeling a little sick, and I think we should probably stop this meeting and come back next time I feel better." ”

The opossum grinned and showed a mouthful of yellowed teeth: "I'm afraid it's impossible." ”

He cleared his throat, pulled out his phone, and said, "I've got an interesting audio here, trust me, listen carefully, it will help you relax a lot." ”

Jericho frowned: "I didn't listen to anything......"

Suddenly, his words came to an abrupt end, and his dark green pupils suddenly contracted. He twitched like an electric shock for a moment, then curled up in pain, moaning in muffled pain.

"Believe it or not, I experimented with the same trick on your father not long ago." The possum sneered, "The effect is quite ordinary. ”

Holding up his phone, he walked slowly towards Jericho, who was curled up, and all this was achieved without much effort.

Of course, it's not that simple.

A flash of silver light flashed suddenly, and the possum's right hand and the mobile phone in his hand flew out together, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the broken arm like a spring. Before the pain could reach his nervous system, the sword light flashed again, this time severing his neck with his neck, and the ugly head was thrown far away in an arc, rolling several times in the dirty alleyway.

"A warning, bastard." Ruth, who was dressed in a sexy black tights and short-sleeved shoulders with fiery red skull markings, appeared domineeringly, with blood dripping from the blade of her sword, "Don't hit my brother's idea." ”

Stepping on the possum's mobile phone screen, Ruth squatted down to Jericho's side urgently, and said, "Jericho, can you hear me?" It's me. ”

Jericho's mouth and nose were covered with blood, and the blood was even spilling from his eye sockets. He said bitterly: "Sister...... Sister ......"

"It's me, I'm here." She squeezed Jericho's white, bloodless hand tightly, "Take it easy, Jericho, you'll be fine." ”

"Jericho can't hurt anyone anymore, Ruth." A majestic, muffled voice came from the depths of the shadows, another guest who had visited this humble alley tonight.

It's Odysseus. He wears green armor, a gray cloak, a dark green mask, and long white hair fluttering under the cloak.

"Grandpa can assure you."

Ruth jerked her head up and glared at him with hatred.

"You are my flesh and blood, my blood relative, Ruth." Odysseus said coldly, "You tried to thwart my actions last time, but with that in mind, I let you go, but don't take it for granted. If you continue to oppose me, then I will have to make it impossible for you to stand in my way again. ”

"I wasn't prepared enough last time, old bastard."

Ruth said through gritted teeth, gently placing her brother on the ground, and standing up to face Odysseus.

"But this time it's different."

"Scanning...... Neural Linking...... The system is started and the Beta system is launched. ”

A series of cold electronic alerts sounded, and the backpack she was carrying on her back immediately activated, spreading out along her limbs one by one, enveloping her entire body. The armor with gold stripes was dressed, the eyepiece was filled with a deep blue glow, and the monitor quickly activated, locking on to the only target in front of him.

The pain of dressing struck again, but she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that this time it seemed to be a little lighter than the last time.

"Oh, I see." Odysseus looked at it with interest for a moment, "I did make a little preparation. ”

"A colleague of mine from when I used to be a mercenary was its previous owner, and we had a good relationship." "So before he died, he told me about this armor and all the incredible things it could do. ”

After a pause, she raised her long sword and pointed it at Odysseus, deliberately emphasizing: "For example, cut off your head." ”

"I don't want to break your last illusion, my lovely granddaughter." Odysseus sneered, "But even with this kind of thing, you can't kill me." ”

"I'm pretty confident." Ruth snorted and strode forward with her sword raised, "Then you must not mind if I try it, right?" ”