We Agreed to Sneak In, and You Just Mowed Them Down?
Deep Blue Bioremediation Company.
This sign looks like it belongs to a legitimate company.
But Sing Sing knew perfectly well that what was hidden there had absolutely nothing to do with the word 'restoration'.
Sing Sing stood at the door, holding his Overlord Spear, a corner of his moon-white robe fluttering in the night wind.
He originally planned to sneak in through the unloading tunnel.
Things changed after Ling Lingwu made that phone call; infiltration became an option, settling accounts was the real priority.
Besides, he doesn't have Deadpool drawing fire in front of him right now.
"Click!"
More than a dozen high-powered headlights turned on simultaneously.
A burst of static rippled through the park's loudspeakers, followed by unrestrained laughter.
Looking over, Sing Sing saw Mark Mueller, whom he had met once before, leaning against the railing, half his body hanging out of the balcony, pointing and gesturing at him.
"Stephen Chow! You can't believe it! We spotted you the moment you stepped into Los Angeles!"
"You really think you can infiltrate the park? Hand over the Cryptographic Key! I might take pity on you and spare your life!"
Sing Sing raised his hand, touched his face, and sighed.
"Failure, utter failure!"
"My costume has both the gentle elegance of the Jiangnan water towns and the unrestrained spirit of the Four Great Talents."
"Logically speaking, I have now perfectly transformed from a field cadre in China into an ambassador for promoting traditional culture overseas."
He looked up and asked seriously, "How could you recognize me at a glance?"
"Looks like my damn charm can't be hidden after all."
Mueller choked on his own laughter and coughed violently. "Fuck! You only changed into a lousy costume! You didn't even wear a mask! Do you think our surveillance and facial recognition are just for show?"
He grabbed the walkie-talkie and pressed the call button all the way down with his thumb.
"Fire! Open fire! Turn this idiot into a sieve!"
Guns spat fire in succession, and bullets swept in from behind the bunkers on both sides of the gate.
Sing Sing clicked his tongue.
My disguise was definitely not the problem; it's just that the other party's observation skills were too outstanding.
His Inner Qi flowed along his arm and into the spear shaft, causing his moon-white robe to billow in the wind. The Overlord Spear spun in the palm of his hand, which was facing the enemy head-on, preventing the bullets from getting an inch in!
The mercenary behind the cover emptied his magazine and just as he reached for the spare magazine on his chest, the figure outside the door had already left his spot.
"Bang!"
The ground was cracked by the soles of the shoes, and gravel flew everywhere. The hem of the moon-white dress passed through the middle of the fire line.
Thirty meters is only enough time for them to blink once.
The Overlord Spear was thrust forward, tapping the quick-release buckles on the helmet one by one!
With three soft clicks, three helmets were flicked off by the gun barrels and tumbled and rolled a long distance away.
Sing Sing wasn't idle either; he fired his gun in quick succession, landing on their wrists, shoulders, and ribs in turn.
The gun slipped from his hand, and he slammed sideways into his companion on the other side.
Mueller slammed his fist on the railing, his face twitching with pain. "Mutants task force, move out! Take him down!"
Four figures leaped over the wall.
When the burly man at the front landed, he created two shallow craters. His arms rapidly expanded, and gray bristles emerged from under his skin. His ten fingers also tore through his gloves, revealing curved, sharp claws.
The skinny man on the left opened his mouth, his cheeks puffed out, and green acid sprayed through the light onto Sing Sing's chest, the stench of which made people's throats ache.
The woman on the right clasped her hands together, and an electric current coursed through her fingers, lifting her hair with static electricity.
The shadow at the base of the wall shifted slightly. The person hidden inside didn't reveal themselves, but moved forward along the path out of the light's reach.
With the acid already upon him, Sing Sing pressed the butt of his gun against the ground, causing the hardwood barrel to bend in an arc, which then propelled him into the air.
The green liquid smeared across the sole of the boot and splashed onto the road, instantly creating shallow pits.
Using the momentum of his upward thrust, Sing Sing twisted his waist, swinging the Overlord Spear around his head in a circle, leaving a blurry red line on the red tassel.
"Take this Tang Family Overlord Spear!"
"Sweeping Across a Thousand Armies!"
Oh?
Was that really the trick?
What if I don't understand Chinese?
I'm a top student who took Chinese classes, you bastard!
Even if he only got a C on the exam, he wouldn't mishear the words "Sweeping Across a Thousand Armies"!
So the burly man crossed his arms to block his side in advance.
Unfortunately, a Splitting Mount Hua the gray-haired strongman's head from above, causing blood to spurt from his mouth and his entire body to sink into the ground.
The smugness of having understood Chinese still lingered on his face.
After landing, Sing Sing used the momentum to turn around and avoid the electric current.
Seeing this, the skinny man opened his mouth again.
Sing Sing flicked his wrist, and a pebble was sent into his mouth.
The acid was forcibly blocked, and the skinny man turned green, clutching his throat and kneeling on the ground.
On the other side, a cracking sound came from the top of the high wall.
Deadpool was finally sent back.
The nearly ruined belt finally found its mark, and I was still holding half a bag of sunflower seeds in my hand.
Spitting out the sunflower seed shells from his mouth, Deadpool raised his hand and pointed to the air.
"Tsk tsk tsk, author, you've gone too far this time, haven't you?"
"Modern technological society, Mutants, corporations, heavy firepower—what an awesome combination!"
"Then the male lead, dressed in a theatrical robe and carrying a red-tasseled spear, rushed in to mow the lawn. Even I, a mental patient, could hardly keep up with the style of the scene. It's like I've been switched channels, bro!"
"Is it appropriate to have such excessive fighting power against a comedic character?! Answer me! Look my yes!"
He spread his hands and continued shouting towards the empty night sky.
"What about the infiltration and assassination plot written in the script? What about the scene where the Deputy Neighborhood Committee Director outwits the evil capitalist?"
"If you keep writing like this, readers will start to suspect you've outsourced the action scenes to a martial arts channel!"
Sing Sing, who had just killed four Mutants, looked up at them, flicked his wrist, and shook off a drop of blood from the tip of his gun.
"Comrade Wade, as a candidate for neighborhood committee director, you just stood by and watched the residents in your jurisdiction being persecuted by evil forces, and you were actually squatting on the wall eating sunflower seeds?"
"Fifteen points deducted from the practical assessment!"
"What the hell? Why did they deduct fifteen points from my score?!"
Deadpool threw away the bag of sunflower seeds, jumped from the top of the wall into the park, and nearly stepped on the unconscious person next to him when he landed.
On the second floor, Mueller was furious.
What's the meaning?
He has time to chat while fighting his Mutants subordinates?
This is more humiliating than murder!
"Release Subject Three!" He grabbed the walkie-talkie and roared, veins bulging on his neck.
"Now!"
The alarms blared throughout the entire park, and red warning lights illuminated one after another along the rooftops.
The unloading passage gate rose inch by inch, and cold mist billowed out from under the gate.
Deadpool sniffed. "My God, this smells worse than the expired pickled radishes I used to pickle under my armpits! What the hell are they keeping in the basement?"
"Godfather, why don't we retreat first? This is beyond the scope of the neighborhood committee's duties. The epidemic prevention station and the municipal cleaning team should come and take over the site!"
Sing Sing did not answer; the Overlord Spear fell to the ground.
"Withdraw?"
Even if the King of Heaven himself came here today, this park would still be reduced to ruins!
Deadpool stared at the retreating figure, hearts popping out of his eyes behind his mask. "Wow~ So handsome! I love him!"
He jogged a few steps to catch up with Sing Sing, and when he passed the unconscious security guard, he even pulled off a bulletproof vest and put it on.
"Godfather, wait for your prospective cadre!"
"If this injury can be covered by workers' compensation, I can take on ten men tonight!"