On the Hudson River, the secret base of Lin Rui and Matt. Since they helped Tony defeat Obadiah last week, they haven't done anything for more than a week.
Lying lazily on his sofa, Lin Rui idly switched the TV channel. They haven't heard anything about Jeston Gang for a long time. It seems that they have all disappeared during this period and no longer done bad things. Or maybe they were preparing for Lin Rui and Matt and would no longer give them a chance.
Turning off the TV, which had been playing boring programs, Lin Rui felt that he needed to find something to do for himself. His mainline quest was only 20/100 completed, so he could not sit in the base and wait.
"Hey! Daredevil, do you have any good way to find something for us to do? Is there nothing on Wilson? I have been at home for a week." Standing up from the sofa, Lin Rui asked Matt who was sitting cross-legged.
Since Lin Rui gave Matt Soaring Dragon Art last time, Matt has improved his Internal Energy technique. Now Matt's strength is steadily improving, at least a lot better than before.
"No, whether it's Wilson or Jeston Gang, there hasn't been any recent news on them. They seem to be on their guard against us." Although he seemed asleep sitting there, Matt's instincts have been paying attention to the surroundings.
"What should we do? Our two-man intelligence system is not enough. It's not enough to go on like this." Hearing Matt's words, Lin Rui shook his head and said.
"Indeed, after all, it's normal for them to be able to respond to the heavy blow we've been dealing them these days. Several channels I used to inquire for information have disappeared, and they should be looking for us now. Maybe the next time we act, we will face not dozens but hundreds of machine guns. Getting out of meditation, Matt analyzed the current situation and said it lightly.
"Well, it seems that we need some breakthroughs, at least in our manpower." With a nod, Lin Rui felt they really need a breakthrough.
"Manpower? I do know some guys who have old grievances with Wilson, but I don't think it's a good idea to involve them." Hearing Lin Rui's words, Matt shook his head and said. What they are doing now is not something that ordinary people can be involved in at all. Matt will not let innocent people die for his hatred.
"I know, I won't involve innocent people in our cause. But maybe we can find some people who are willing to help." Frowning, Lin Rui didn't know what to do for a moment.
Lin Rui is a little known figure now. But it's still too reluctant to rely on him and Matt to deal with Kingpin's underworld and Jeston Gang. Although Spiderman is a good helper, Lin Rui has no idea when Peter will become Spiderman. He's now helping Dr. Connors study the modified gene potion, and maybe tomorrow he'll be bitten by spiders, maybe a month later, which Lin Rui can't control.
"Anyone willing to help? Mirage Knight, apart from us, I don't think anyone will take the initiative to find trouble with Wilson or Jeston Gang." Matt shook his head when he heard Lin Rui's words. He didn't think anyone would volunteer for their actions.
"Well, Maybe, besides us, there are still some people who are willing to do this kind of thing. But we have to pay a price." Lin Rui, who has been thinking about it all the time, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and then said excitedly.
"What?" Feeling Lin Rui's excitement, Matt asked curiously.
"Mercenary, or bounty hunters! I don't think these people care too much about who they are dealing with. Anyway, as long as they are paid." Lin Rui said what he thought.
"But where would we get the money to pay them? The $80,000 you gave me is almost gone." Hearing Lin Rui's words, Matt asked a very practical question. They didn't have much money. Moreover, as a lawyer serving the poor, Matt almost couldn't afford to pay the rent.
Lin Rui: "…"
"Maybe, I can get an advance on my salary…"
...
Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~
New York, an unnamed apartment.
"Sir, your pizza is here."
"…I didn't order any pizza!"
"Are you Mr. Merchant?"
"Yeah, The Mr. Merchant who didn't order the f*cking pizza!"
"Then who placed the call?" The takeaway guy looked confused.
"I did," Said a voice.
"Pineapple and olive?" At this moment, the man who suddenly came out from behind the Merchant apartment answered the question of the takeaway guy.
...
"Anyhoo, tell me something, what situation isn't improved by pizza? Do you happen to know a Megan Orflosky?~ Getting that right? Orflosky? Orlovsky? Yeah? Good. "With a sharp knife dangling in his hand, the notorious mercenary Wade Wilson is completing a small list he has received.
"But I'm a…A stalker" Jerry, who was scared, quickly nodded.
...
Boom!
"You even look in her general direction again and you will learn in the worst of ways that I have some hard spots too!" Slamming Jerry on the wall, Wade said fiercely. However, after saying this, he felt that something was wrong.
"That came out wrong. Or did it?" Wade finally gave Jerry a kiss on the face and let him go.
An hour later, Wade, who turned in his quest, walked down the dark, damp streets of New York's civilian District towards the Margaret Sister Bar, a mercenary talent market for people like Wade.
"Hey, Wait! You're my hero!"
"No-no-no-no. That I ain't!"
"Nope. Never will be." Recalling the words that the girl had just shouted at him, Wade repeated in his heart.
I am just a bad guy who gets paid to f*ck up worse guys, which is Wade's clear understanding of himself. Of course, there are always people who don't think so, such as Wade's good friend, a guy nicknamed Weasel, who always calls Wade a Poor Saint.
"Hey! Wade!"
"Hey! Buck! Liefeld!" Saying hello to the people in the bar, Wade has come to the bar.
"Hey, Wade! Wade Wilson, Patron saint of the pitiful, What can I do for you?" When Wade came over, his friend Weasel screamed at him while joking.
"I'd love a Blow Job."
"Oh, God, Me too~"
"The drink, moose knuckle. But, first…" Saying that Wade took out Jerry's gold card and put it on the bar.
"… You know for a merc, you're pretty warm blooded. I bet you let the kid off easy. too." Hearing Wade said that he didn't want any babysitting money and to return the money to the Orlovsky kid, Weasel's daily lecture started.
"Ohh, He's not a bad kid Weasel, Just a little light stalking. I was way worse than him when I was his age. I was traveling to exotic places…" Hearing Weasel's words, Wade began to talk about his past glorious deeds.
"Ok! I give you a Blow Job. Why do you make me make that?" Chatting with Wade, a special drink is ready.
"Kelly! Kelly! Kelly! Take that over to Buck please and tell him it's from Booth. A little foreplay." As soon as he turned, Wade had given the special wine to the younger women.
"Remind me what good will come of this?" Weasel asked helplessly as he saw Wade's actions.
"I don't take the shits. I just disturb them." Shaking his head slightly, Wade replied faintly.
...
"Booth!"
Ohh!
Hold Up! Hold Up!
"Booth! Hit him!"
"Oh!"
Sure enough, in the bar lobby, Booth and Buck soon fought. The people around them are all cheering, but there are two people who are special. They are two guys wearing ordinary casual coats. The two men even wore sunglasses in such a dark bar. One of them looked rather ordinary in his thirties. The other one is very interesting. Although his sunglasses blocked most of his face, it can also be seen that he was only a teenager of sixteen or seventeen years old. At this time, the whole bar was excited by the fight, but they were still sitting quietly drinking.
"Well? Weasel, when did you started to host kids in your bar?" Wade asked curiously as he glimpsed from the battle in the hall to that the scene next to him which was incompatible with the surroundings.
"You mean those two over there? They have been here for a while. We didn't really want to host that kid in the bar. But, as you know, our local rules are not so strict, plus that adult is very strong. I think maybe he just took his child out to see the real world." Following Wade's eyes, Weasel also knew who he was asking, so he said what he knew.
"See the world? I don't think so." After hearing Weasel's explanation, Wade shook his head faintly. Seeing the adaptation of the little boy to his surroundings, he is not the one who needs to see the world.
"I don't care about that. They didn't bother anyone. Okay, I need to go and look over there." With a casual reply, Weasel had already stepped out from behind the bar and headed for the end of the fight ahead.
"All right! Move! Move, move, move!… Yeah, He's still breathing, Nobody wins today!"
"Ooh! ~ "
...
"Mirage Knight, I don't think you will find the partner you want here." In the noisy bar, Matt tried not to show too much disgust. But he could hardly help it.
"Hey, don't underestimate these mercenaries. They're not as strong as you, but they're quite strong. And the man I'm waiting for has come." Lin Rui, sitting opposite Matt, laughed and said, finally looking up in one direction of the bar.
Yes, the men who came to the Mercenary Bar with sunglasses on these two big nights were Lin Rui and Matt. Because of the deadlock against Jeston Gang and Kingpin, Lin Rui felt that he should increase his team, but Spiderman had not appeared and Little Green Goblin also did not appear, so Lin Rui could only think of finding a mercenary. And the most famous mercenary in the Marvel World he could think of is Deadpool: Wade Wilson.