Chapter 434: 19. A lunatic

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At 9 o'clock in the morning, the first passenger plane from Britain landed on the runway at Wichita Airport.
As the gangway descended, the sleepy passengers walked down the plane in an orderly manner. A lady wearing a black robe and a felt hat looked a bit striking.
She exudes an indifferent atmosphere, just like an iceberg, but she is like a distant researcher, wearing a pair of frameless glasses, with a temperament belonging to the researcher, carrying a handbag, Don't communicate with others.
She was a former biogeneticist and now Moira, the black claw mercenary.
A woman with a very unique life.
She advocates science and genetic modification to let humanity enter a more civilized and advanced era, but she was disqualified for research because of illegal surgery.
Her operation was successful, and the road rage among the black claw mercenaries is her most perfect research.
Extremely strong and non-deformed skin, strong muscle tissue, stronger bones than ordinary people, can survive in various extreme environments, and can quickly restore the vitality of the body by drawing special gas.
Faster reaction power, stronger power, more physique, perfectly meet the requirements of the death knell for soldiers.
Although the consciousness suffered irreversible damage, for this achievement itself, such a small flaw does not need to be concerned at all.
However, Moira is now not satisfied with this primary biological genetic modification, she has a new goal.
Deadpool, Wade Wilson.
The cancer cells and regenerative cells in this variant of the human body are in a crazy confrontation every second, so that he is in a unique and artistic balance between life and death.
Moira believes that the cells of Deadpool and his altered genes will become the perfect blueprint for transforming all mankind.
The great cause of human conquering death thousands of years ago will complete the last link in her hands.
And Deadpool, he is the key to eternal life.
At the thought of this, Moira's indifferent face flashed a slightly twisted smile. She looked around and pulled the felt hat down, and then took off her big box on the luggage tray. After seeing the map on the phone, he planned to go to the meeting point.
It was a remote town, Smallville, a place Moira had never heard of.
She does not care about the failure of this mission. As a logistics person, she never cares about these missions, as long as the death knell can provide her with enough research funds every month.
Yes, Moira joined Black Claw for two reasons.
First, there are experimental products that can be studied.
Second, there is sufficient research funding.
In other words, if someone else could provide Moira with enough research funding and not interfere with her research project, the infamous biologist doesn't actually mind selling lives for others.
"Ms. Moira?"
A somewhat indifferent voice rang behind Moira, interrupting her thinking.
When the biologist turned his head, he saw that the Babbitt in black uniform was standing behind her, and around her body, several indifferent agents were coming around.
"You don't look like friends."
Moira stepped back cautiously, her gloved right hand raised, and a dangerous black energy jumped on her fingers.
As a practicing biological geneticist, how could Moira not experiment on herself before transforming others?
She is also a superhuman being transformed by herself.
"Calm down, ma'am."
Barbie was not afraid of the beating energy in Moira's hands. She looked around and said to Moira:
"You are not the same as the others in Black Claw. You have no blood on your hands and no homicides. The only mistake is to conduct illegal biological research...I'm not here to catch you, ma'am."
"I brought you a sentence for my boss."
Barbiter said softly:
"S.H.I.E.L.D. is recruiting all kinds of excellent talents, and the SDOLD we are in needs more excellent biologists like you. If you want, you can get your own laboratory at the ghost base immediately, and The first phase of US$5 million in research funding will be used to determine the amount of the second phase of research funding based on your research results."
"The most important thing is that you don't need to be sneaky in the future, just like a sewer mouse hiding."
"We can provide you with a new identity and guarantee that no one will disturb your research."
"It's very good."
Moira is not a fool, she did not relax her guard, she asked:
"But I'm curious, what do you need me to research for you? You have to know that I'm not interested in research work already done by other people, it is a waste of life."
"Biological reinforcement."
Babbitt said:
"A combination of ancient magical skills and modern science, the purpose of the experiment is to batch-produce human warriors capable of fighting against aliens, which we call "devil hunters." Our experiment has been successful, but it is now lacking To push individual research into batch testing techniques, we need professionals like you."
"interesting."
Moira dissipated the energy in her hand. She looked at Babbitt. She rubbed her hand in excitement. She said:
"When will we start the experiment?"
"Ok?"
Babbitt looked at the biologist in surprise, and she asked:
"Your companions... don't you care anymore?"
"they?"
Moira frowned and said:
"They are not companions. I can't even remember their names. They are just... um, guinea pigs, to-be guinea pigs, nothing more. My relationship with them is not as close as you think, I am a researcher."
She emphasized:
"A pure, professional researcher."
"Okay, let’s not waste any more time. You said you already have a successful test sample. I need to take a look and analyze the genetic makeup before I can give my judgment... Time is running out, miss, let us Hurry up and leave here."
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While Babbitt took Moira to the ghost base, Merlin was pushing the door in a bar in Chinatown, Vancouver, Canada.
This bar...well, it's not that pure drinking place.
At a glance, Merlin saw the ragged young ladies above the bar that was full of voices, who were dancing very tempting dances.
But he didn't care about it. He went to the bar and ordered a glass of wine. He sat there alone, enjoying the singing and dancing that he didn't see often. Until ten minutes later, he turned his head and said to the barman in front of him:
"You have a girl named Vanessa here, right?"
"Correct!"
The bartender showed Merlin a "man understand" expression. He said:
"Vanessa is a big fan here. Unfortunately, she is different from other women. She doesn't go out with other men to work in such a place. I heard that she had a boyfriend before and they are getting married, but The man was blessed and died of cancer... Vanessa still remembers the bastard, and because he rejected many good men."
The 40-year-old bartender said in a bit of sigh:
"I'm talking about really good men, not the drinking garbage sitting here."
"???
Hearing this sentence, Merlin suddenly put down the glass in his hand, and the old barman realized that he was wrong, he hurriedly explained:
"I'm talking about the over there, not you, you're not rubbish...you look like a decent person. Look, Vanessa is coming!"
Merlin turned around and saw a beautiful woman wearing a very black short dress with light makeup and long hair wading into the bar. She was working here. After she came in, the men around were like Like the chicken blood, they whistled at her one after another.
It seems that her popularity is indeed quite high.
"Okay, I should go."
Merlin put some money on the table, adjusted his clothes, and walked towards Vanessa.
"You know Wade, Wade Wilson, right?"
Merlin blocked Vanessa's path, he asked straightforwardly:
"I need to help me find him!"
"Wade is dead."
Vanessa said indifferently:
"I'm busy, don't bother me."
"Oh, miss, it's up to you."
Merlin shook his head, he snapped his fingers, and Vanessa's body immediately lost self-control. Her beautiful eyes shone with horror, but her body stretched out of her control and held Merlin's arm. In the gaze of envy and jealousy of other men, he followed him out of the bar step by step.
Merlin did not go far, he opened a room in the hotel next to the bar.
He took Vanessa into the room, and then lifted the shackles of Vanessa's body. He did not do excessive things, but walked to the window by himself, looking down the street.
Behind him, Vanessa grabbed the fruit knife on the table, held it in both hands, and looked at Merlin in horror, as if afraid of the man hurting her.
"Let go of that stuff, it won't protect you."
Merlin said without looking back:
"I'm not interested in a girl like you who is swaying, Miss Vanessa, I have said, you are just a tool... used to lead my "new friend" Wade."
"Wade is dead! You madman!"
Vanessa screamed:
"His tombstone is outside the city. Would you like me to show you!"
"Oh, really?"
Merlin turned his head, pushed his glasses, held out his hand, and a flexible black mist roared towards Vanessa, entangled the voluptuous beauty's neck, and lifted her into the air.
"Call it."
Merlin adjusted the collar and said softly:
"The louder the louder, the better...Let's see if our Wade is a ruthless bastard."
Merlin Shiran sat in the chair next to him, and in the piercing scream of Vanessa, he picked up his phone, browsed the web, looking for information about Wade.
This guy really is a lunatic.
Without compromise.
Any villain will pay attention to protecting his information, but the deadpool... this guy is so grand that he put his resume on the recruitment network to find a job.
"Name: Deadpool."
"Career: Killer mercenary."
"Take tasks: including but not limited to the following items: assassination, robbery, rescue, babysitter, private detective, swordsmanship mentor, finding lost cats and dogs, writing assignments (live: under 8th grade), fast delivery, meal guide, gang fight ..."
When I read this, it wasn't just Merlin. Even Vanessa, whose neck was entangled with black mist and had a suffocating feeling, was stunned.
Merlin's eyes twitched a little, and he looked at the description at the bottom of the resume, where there was only a self-portrait of the deadpool like a stick figure.
Just like the graffiti of an 8-year-old kid.
"He dare to say that he is not a lunatic..."
Merlin rubbed his forehead and turned to Vanessa:
"This is your boyfriend, young lady, your aesthetic...it's really distorted."
"That's not Wade...that's not."
Vanessa clutched the fog in her hands, and she said hardly:
"You are also a lunatic!"
"No, I am not."
Merlin shrugged. He raised his hand. The black smoke condensed into a shadow flying knife at the tip of his finger. He pointed the blade at Vanessa's beautiful face, and he yawned.
"It has been five minutes and I have waited long enough..."
"Unfortunately, Miss Vanessa, it seems that Wade has empathy and don't fall in love... Then, it's time to say goodbye!"
"Uh"
Merlin threw a sharp flying knife towards the young lady in front of him without hesitation. At about the same time, a strange light illuminated in the room, just like some kind of teleportation device came into effect, and a red figure was shining. The aftermath rushed into the room, and the whole person was lying on Vanessa like an octopus, blocking the flying knife towards Vanessa with his back.
"puff"
Blood, hot blood was everywhere.
Merlin Shi stood up, and in the scattered blood, he reached out and patted, as if applauding, he said:
"Do you think I don't know that you have been hiding upstairs? Wade..."
"Look, everyone has weaknesses, even a lunatic...you should protect this lady, not so rashly at the last minute."
"Sleep well, Wade."
Hearing this, the Deadpool raised his head violently, and saw Vanessa struggling, and in his abdomen, the needle in Vanessa's hand had penetrated his abdomen.
And that tube of blue liquid was injected into his body.
"boom"
Deadpool fell to the ground, he struggled to get up, but Merlin stretched out his feet and stepped on his chest, the flying smoke wrapped the Deadpool on the ground, making him unable to move, he was on the top Looking at Deadpool, especially the broken red belt around his waist.
Behind the glasses, Merlin's eyes flickered with a cold light.
He says:
"You also stole our 084 items..."
"But it doesn't matter, I caught you...Bi Chi!"
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