The scene in the bar was no different from what Eric imagined, chaotic and noisy.
The smell of nicotine and alcohol mixed together, combined with the smell of sweat and the smell of drunk and vomit, made the air in the bar extremely sour.
On the stage in the middle of the bar, a few skilled women, dressed in simple clothes, danced the dance that every man likes, surrounded by a circle of muscular men, shouting to their heart's content with wine glasses.
"Hey, man, what do you want?" the bartender asked very calmly, accustomed to this scene.
"Beer, it's Wade's account!" The big white man seemed to have forgotten what happened just now. He took a glass of beer and sat on the side table to brag, while Wade, who came in before, sat in front of the counter and took care of himself. Drinking stuffy wine, his mouth is babbling, and he looks very depressed.
"What about you, man? First time here? Want something to drink?" The bartender leaned on the counter, examining Eric.
Eric threw out a few Franklins at random, and the bartender's eyes suddenly glowed green, and he quickly put away Franklin with the kindest smile on his face, "What would you like to drink, sir?"
"I just want the best!" Eric took out another stack of Franklins and threw them on the counter, "The best whisky, and the best mercenaries!"
"Hey! Guys! The gold master is here!" The bartender shouted, causing a wolf howl, and turned to pour wine for Eric.
"What's your name?"
"You can call me a mole." The bartender put down the whiskey and stretched out his hand. "Our mercenaries here are the best!"
"Yes, that's right!" "We are the best!" The audience immediately set off a wolf howl again.
"Today is mine!" Eric politely raised his glass, gestured to them, and drank it. The mercenaries howled and drank the wine in their glasses, laughing happily.
Eric asked for a glass of whiskey again, and raised his chin to Wade who was still there in a daze, "What's wrong with this guy?"
The Mole shrugged and said helplessly, "This guy's name is Wade Wilson, and he was dumped by his girlfriend."
"Oh, that's really bad!" Eric said, pushing the wine in his hand. "Wade, it looks like you need some new motivation!"
Wade looked up at him listlessly. "You want to chase me? I'm sorry?"
"Sorry, man, that's what he is! He's very stinky, don't mind him!" Mole hurriedly smoothed out Wade, for fear that Eric would be angry.
Does Eric know how smelly this guy's mouth is? In the Emperor Thanos universe, he was not less disgusted by this guy's avocado-like face and stinky mouth, but he had to admit that this guy was still a good person in his bones.
Eric waved his hand and said he didn't mind. He took out a pen and wrote a name on the arm of the future little bitch, "Help me find this little girl, she should be around 3 to 5 years old now."
After speaking, Eric put a gold bar into Wade's jacket pocket, "This is the deposit, as long as you find it, I will give you ten times more!"
"Okay, for the sake of gold, I've taken this mission, and I'll give me the information later." Wade buttoned his jacket pocket and regained his energy.
Mole's eyes straightened, "Well, sir, let's find someone, I think I can do it too."
"Oh? Mr. Mole is also very good at finding people?" Eric looked at Mole playfully.
"Of course, I have many friends!" Mole assured, patting his chest.
"Okay, then you help me find someone too. This person's name is Ulysses Klaw."
Mole's expression suddenly froze, "Uh, who?"
"Ulysses Klaw, I know Mr. Mole can find him!"
"This, um, he's not easy to find." Mole swallowed hard.
Eric chuckled and threw a gold bar at him, "I believe you can do it!" After speaking, Eric stood up and prepared to leave.
"Hey man, you haven't given me the mission information yet!" Wade stopped him.
Eric looked at him in surprise, pointed to his arm, and said, "Isn't this for you?"
"What? Just a name? Why don't you go to Gandalf or Dumbledore?" Wade took out his dagger and turned in a circle, making a magic move.
"Oh, sorry, it's not one name, maybe two." Eric seemed to suddenly remember, picked up a pen and wrote another name on his dagger, "She has two names, I'm not sure she is now Which one was, well, she's half Asian, that's all I know."
Only then did Wade confirm that Eric wasn't playing with him, put away the dagger, and wrote the name on his arm, "Two names, half Asian, 3 to 5 years old, girl, it's your illegitimate child. Female? Or are you a pedophile? Well, well, I'll shut up and get your gold bars ready, I'll be there anytime!"
"Waiting for your ride at any time!"
For the task of finding someone, Wade is actually not the best candidate, and Eric doesn't think he can really find him. He actually just wants to give Wade some money and make friends with him. Make a good relationship with the future little bitch.
Because Eric still has a trace of unrealistic fantasy in his heart.
"The fourth wall, I don't know if it really exists..."
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A month later, Mole contacted Eric, and the many friends he said were really true. he successfully found the arms chief, Ulysses Klaw
The arms chief was very vigilant. Even though he was introduced by an acquaintance, he still did not meet Eric in person, but sent a substitute who looked very similar to him.
Eric didn't talk nonsense with him, he controlled him as soon as they met, and then followed the clues and easily found the real arms chief in an abandoned dock.
In his own territory, Ulysses was fearless. He stood on a dilapidated ship, looking down at Eric, and beside him, hundreds of mercenaries took him 's weapon is aimed at Eric.
"Hoho." Eric chuckled, feeling a little funny. Even when he killed Sebastian Shaw, he was never afraid of being pointed at by hundreds of missiles, but now there are only more than a hundred guns, just..that?
Eric snapped his fingers gently, and a cryptic electromagnetic pulse sent out, and all the electronic devices within a two-mile radius were all smoking. He couldn't help being cautious. The arms chief had a very high bounty on him. Even if he was cautious, there would still be one or two agents lurking around him, and he didn't want to expose it.
Then, Eric raised his hand slightly, and the firearms in the hands of the mercenaries suddenly lost control, flew into the air, turned the guns, and pointed at the panic-stricken mercenaries.
"Mutant?" Ulysses didn't panic, and with his right hand behind him, he quietly transformed into a sonic gun flashing blue light.
"Vibranium Technology is indeed unique!" Eric sensed the change in his right hand, and his eyes lit up. His electromagnetic pulse was specially aimed at electronic equipment, but it was easily resisted by the hidden sonic gun. Sure enough, Vibranium Tech and regular tech are not on the same skill tree!
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