Under the pull of Almighty Push, Shida Shingen was dragged over without the slightest ability to resist, and Hawking grabbed him by the throat.
He tried to swing his sword at Hawking, but Hawking flicked a finger and sent the samurai sword flying, embedding it in the eye socket of a subordinate behind him.
"The consequence is that killing you would be as easy as crushing an ant."
"Master!"
Shida Shingen's subordinates were horrified at the sight and hurriedly aimed their guns at Hawking, only for Deathstrike to flash in front of their line of sight.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A rapid series of gunshots rang out as more than a dozen bullets struck Deathstrike's vital areas.
Yet those bullets did not harm Deathstrike in the slightest. In less than two seconds, they were all squeezed out of her body by her regenerating muscles.
"Die!"
Her sharp Adamantium claws tore through them in a deadly flurry. In the blink of an eye, the pistols became fragments that fell to the floor, along with several heads.
Having spent so many years by Stryker's side, although Deathstrike was kind by nature, she was not someone who hesitated when it came time to kill. Like Wolverine, she showed no mercy when killing was necessary.
"You can have whatever you want! Or if someone hired you, I can pay you ten times the commission!"
Seeing that he had reached a dead end, Shida Shingen finally began to give in to save his life.
His ambitions had yet to be realized. He did not want to die at the hands of two strangers like this.
"I want your soul."
Hawking reached out and pulled, instantly dragging Shida Shingen's soul from his body.
The stronger a person was, the slower it was to extract their soul. But