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Chapter 904 New York, New York

Wade is a mercenary with rich combat experience, and of course he would not miss such a good offensive opportunity.

Just as Jack and Max were stunned, he flew into the air, and the two knives in his hands drew two extremely beautiful arcs, accurately and elegantly cutting two cuts on one of them, and then cut his throat with another knife.

The blood, which was already flowing rapidly, sprayed out at this moment.

The one who died was a black guy.

This unfortunate child died in such an unclear manner before his speed ability could even come into play.

Just as Wade was about to press on with his victory, he felt a powerful force in his hand, and two knives flew out unexpectedly.

"Damn it, damn it, they are all a bunch of idiots!"

Jack was angry and terrified.

I didn’t expect that what should have been a stress-free task would develop to this point.

All the team members except him were dead. Now, let alone how to report back, it was uncertain whether he could survive.

Let’s deal with this guy in front of us first!
"Go to hell, bastard!"

Jack waved his arm, and the knife he controlled shot towards Wade from two directions, leaving a sharp white light.

Unfortunately, for a guy who can split bullets with ease, this level of speed is nothing.

Wade turned gracefully and dodged the attack.

But before they hit the ground, the two swords that were supposed to continue moving forward suddenly turned around and stabbed towards his kidneys.

shit!

Wade felt an unprecedented malice, but in order to show off himself, he was still in mid-air and could not dodge effectively. Unless he could step on his right foot with his left foot, or punch the air to gain momentum, he basically could not dodge.

In desperation, he had to try his best to shrink his body, hoping to avoid the vital points.

In fact, Wade did it, but the price was that there was a knife on each buttock, and he was sent flying by the impact and hit hard on the bar.

"A guy who fails to succeed but fails to succeed."

Amber complained quietly, slapped Jack's head off as he was about to attack, and then walked over slowly: "Looks like we have to separate here."

"No, you know, it was just a mistake. Otherwise, I wouldn't be afraid of any number of guys like this."

Wade's current posture was very awkward, with his head and legs on the ground, and his butt raised high. "Hey, can you help me pull out the knife first?"

"Keep it for you as a souvenir."

Amber didn't bother to deal with this guy. "Maybe you can ask for help from the guests in the bar across the street? They're sure they like you the way you are now."

He has a lot of things to do and doesn't have time to waste here.

"Oh! Man, you can't be so heartless. Wait!"

Wade shouted until his throat was broken, but still failed to stop the figure from leaving.

Okay, now he should consider how to deal with Stryker's pursuit.

But this is obviously not an easy task.

three days later.

Amber dealt with the matters at Farm No. 1, said goodbye to Fang, and then appeared in New York alone.

According to the information obtained from Black Rose, people in the Freemasons do not usually get together, but they have a habit of holding an exchange meeting at the end of every month.

Well, communication in every sense of the word.

It is the 15th now, and there is still half a month until the end of the month, so there is no rush.

We just need to find one of them, and the rest will be easy.

But what he didn't expect was that the first enemy he encountered here was not mutants or killers, but a group of dark-skinned black guys.

"Hey, hand over all the money you have!"

The black man in the lead was wearing a coat that was obviously ill-fitting and no one knew where he got it from. There were many stains of motor oil on it.

There were three other people behind him, all dressed similarly.

Amber ignored the guy and turned to look at the place where she came out. It was an apartment building. The introducer said that although it was expensive, the public security was very good, and he asked for more money for it.

Now it seems that we should take the money back and teach him some lessons on how to be a good person.

"Shit, I'm talking to you! See this? He can put a hole in you!"

The black guy pushed the gun forward, looking like he was going to kill someone.

But if his eyes were not so evasive when he spoke, the deterrent effect might be greater.

This guy is a rookie.

Just as Amber was about to take action, a roar full of justice came from across the street.

"What are you doing!!"

A burly white young man walked over.

Hiss, this is really Xiaodao pulling the butt. Amber is really surprised. There are such people in this world?
When I turned my head and looked, it was not strange anymore.

That familiar look made it easy to tell where he came from.

Steve Rogers, future Captain America.

But the time doesn’t match. Wasn’t he at war?

boom!
The black guy was already nervous, and after being suddenly frightened, his hand seemed to cramp and he pulled the trigger directly.

The bullet flew right towards Steve and hit him right between the eyebrows.

Then he fell down.

"Fuck, fuck! What have I done!"

The black guy was about to collapse. He threw his gun away and ran back. Seeing this, his friends didn't dare to stay any longer and ran after him.

Soon, the only people left on the street were Amber and an extremely fresh "corpse".

Looking at this somewhat abstract scene, he couldn't help but sucking his teeth.

Isn't this captain a fake?

Wait, something doesn't seem right.

Steve, who should have been dead, stood up as if nothing had happened and removed the bullet from his forehead.

"Are you OK?"

He looked around and found that the robbers had already run away, so he asked with concern.

"Uh, you look like something's wrong."

Amber pointed to the pit on his forehead.

"It'll be fine soon."

Steve waved his hand, indicating that this was just a minor issue. "This neighborhood is not safe. Be careful when you go out. It's best to go to crowded places."

"In fact, the agent said that this place is safe, so I rented it. Now it seems that I was deceived."

Amber felt like something was wrong, but couldn't put her finger on it. "Are you really okay?"

"Of course, this level of impact cannot cause any real harm to me."

Steve obviously didn't want to stay any longer, so he prepared to leave after saying that.

But the sound of the sirens that followed made his face look a little ugly.

"Sorry, it seems that the gunshots just now attracted the lackeys of capital. These hateful guys, one day I will hang them all on the street lamps!"

Amber just didn't react when she heard it, "What did you say?"

"It's okay, just pretend you didn't hear it."

Steve didn't want to dwell on this. "Leave with me first. Your appearance is a sin in this country. They will treat you as an illegal immigrant. Even if there is proof, it will cost a lot of bail to get you out."

(End of this chapter)