Tap, tap, tap.
With a dense rush of footsteps, twenty or thirty armed guards finally charged out of the White House. Facing Tony and the others, they opened fire without a word.
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
Bullets poured down like a storm, the air thick with gunpowder smoke. Tony flashed forward and abruptly planted himself at the very front as bullets drilled madly into the pale-blue magic shield.
But in the end, the magic shield's defenses were superior. The incoming bullets lost their kinetic energy and dropped weakly to the ground, clinking as they were all blocked by the magic shield.
"Heh heh, these guys are all mine!"
With a shout, Deadpool teleported. Injury and death had long since become routine for him. The moment he appeared among the guards, he swung his blades and hacked wildly through the crowd.
"Ah!! Stop him!"
Bang, bang, bang!!!
"No good, this guy can't be killed! He's charging over again!!"
"Don't, don't come over here!"
"Aaaaaah!!!"
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Blood spraying all over him, his whole body riddled with bullet holes, Deadpool laughed loudly as his blade rose and fell. He did not even blink as he carved his way from west to east.
"Heh heh heh, babies, come on, let Daddy love you~"
Holding his bloodstained long blade, aside from having a mouth that was a little too foul, Deadpool had maxed out the aura of a homicidal maniac.
Whoosh, whoosh!!
Two repulsor blasts sent several guards on the perimeter flying. Burning with anxiety, Tony flew toward the White House. He had to confirm whether Pepper was still there!
"Tony... I knew you would go in."
Turning calmly, the middle-aged woman Wesker waved a hand. Ignoring whether Tony stayed or left, she beckoned more Weskers forward.
Step.
Holding his shield in front of Constantine