Hearing Deadpool's words, the remaining members of the Suicide Squad also fell silent. Deadpool made a lot of sense; they only had to think about it a little to know it was all true.
If they wanted to leave this city alive, they had to stop the Enchantress, or even kill her outright.
Even Rick understood that now. He did not believe that June, while possessed by the Enchantress, would spare his life.
"Finish this drink, then we'll be on our way, friends!"
The building they had entered happened to be a bar. The liquor cabinet was stocked with all kinds of alcohol, so the group simply sat down and drank to their hearts' content, seeming far less afraid of their predicament than expected.
These were people who lived with their blades at their throats. In dangerous situations, they were instead exceptionally calm. Thus, everyone in the bar began chatting casually with the help of alcohol.
"Time to be on our way? Heh, that sounds pretty damn ironic. Like we're heading to the execution ground."
Deadshot wore a self-mocking expression as he adjusted his guns. "Never thought I'd have a day where I saved the world. And the ones who caused all this are the American government. I just hope my daughter gets to see what I've done."
Unfortunately, the American government would never let the world know what was happening here. Even if anyone learned of it, they would only learn what America was willing to let them know.
This group knew better than most what America was really like. So-called freedom of speech was nothing but a joke. With the American government holding the media firmly in its grasp, it would never allow the public to learn the truth of what had happened here.
If some media outlet