Marvel's King of the Undead

Chapter 155 Joseph

"About a few tens of centimeters to the lower left 45% degree."

Wayne frowned, analyzing the arc and distance of the bullet's deviation.

At this time, his brain is like a high-performance processor, while it is constantly producing information, it is also frantically receiving information from the outside world and continuously calculating.

With a slight movement of his arm, Wayne moved the muzzle of his gun to the upper right at a 45% degree by tens of centimeters.

After a while, the soldier stuck his head out again, trying to observe the outside world.

"Boom,"

moment,

Wayne's bullet fired again.

"puff."

A blood hole appeared between the soldier's eyebrows, and the first person in the world to be killed by Wayne's gun appeared.

Wayne finally washed away the shame of the previous ten misses.

Looking around, Wayne suddenly felt a little regretful.

If only Coulson and Skye's group were here, my marksmanship would surely surprise them.

Look at the woman from before again.

At this time, the trembling of the woman's body had begun to become more and more intense, and even her legs were a little stiff, so she could only half lean on the tall man behind her.

Seeing Wayne looking at her, the woman's legs suddenly softened. Fortunately, her hands tightly grasped the arms behind her to prevent herself from falling directly to the ground.

Raising his arm again, Wayne pointed the gun at the woman.

Moving up slightly, the fast-running brain made Wayne's movements at this time precise like an experimental instrument.

Move tens of centimeters in the direction of 45 degrees to the upper right.

Looking at the woman whose face was almost full of fear, Wayne did not soften his heart in the slightest.

At this moment, his brain was about to explode, and countless things he had experienced, heard, and seen began to circulate in his mind infinitely.

It's like filling a balloon with a volume of two square meters of water in a balloon with a maximum volume of only one square meter.

If it weren't for his self-healing factor constantly repairing his damaged brain cells, it is estimated that he is either cerebral palsy or mentally retarded at this time.

The chaotic thoughts have made him unable to estimate other things at all, and now he can only forcibly rely on willpower to complete the control of the body.

"Kill these people, and then find a place to relax."

A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and Wayne pulled the trigger.

"Boom."

The bullet once again hit the target with precision.

Wayne, who had hit ten shots before, suddenly turned into a sharpshooter with a hundred shots.

The woman clutched her shot heart reflexively, and all the strength in her body was drained rapidly.

Unsupported, she slid down the secret weapon's thigh.

Consciousness gradually faded, and in a daze, she suddenly saw the secret weapon that had been in a daze before finally moving at the moment she fell down.

"You can do it after they die."

Suddenly, the words that the leader said to the secret weapon in front of her when they set off before the departure suddenly sounded in her mind.

The woman froze for a moment, then showed a miserable smile.

She finally understood why the secret weapon had been motionless before.

It wasn't because his mind suddenly became confused and he forgot the instructions.

It was because she herself did not understand the true meaning of that instruction.

Now she finally understands,
The meaning of the leader is not that he will do it after he can't perform the task, but that he will do it after he is dead.

After the woman died, the secret weapon finally turned around. Before that, he had always turned his body sideways to Wayne.

Finally turned around at this time.

"Boom."

Raising the gun, Wayne deflected the muzzle up again and squeezed the trigger.

At this moment, he was in no mood to inquire about the content of the organization.

He didn't have the time to think about why the big tall man who was motionless before suddenly moved.

shoot straight away,
Then go home and sleep.

The tumbling brain gradually calmed down, but strange things still kept appearing.

His eyelids suddenly became a little heavy, and he just wanted to have a good sleep now.

This time he aimed at the big tall head.

The last bullet flew straight past, passing through the thin mask.

Wayne could even see blood flying in the air through the small hole pierced by the bullet.

The quality of the mask was not as good as Wayne imagined, and it was different from the organization's always high-quality equipment.

This mask looks like the big tall man bought it from a street vendor with his own money.

With just one bullet, the entire mask slid off the tall man's face.

The face behind the mask was revealed.

"you"

The moment the mask slipped off, Wayne's pupils shrank sharply.

Finally, there is one thing that can overcome the discomfort caused by the crazy tumbling of the mind.

Wayne was very familiar with the face behind the mask.

The former Wayne could see that annoying face almost every day.

But he never expected that after such a long time, he would see this face here again.

"Joseph?"

Wayne asked tentatively.

Although he was 90% sure that the person in front of him was his resident in the orphanage.

But he still had a glimmer of hope.

After all, in Wayne's heart, no matter how bastard and shameless Joseph was, at least he came out of the same orphanage as him.

Even if he always looks down on him, Wayne at least hopes that he can live a good life in peace.

not to mention,
At that time, the entire orphanage disappeared together. If Joseph became like this now, it means that the entire orphanage has fallen into the clutches of the other party.

Heart sank, Wayne stared closely at the man in front of him who was suspected to be Joseph, hoping he could give him an answer.

however,
After the mask fell off, the man also raised his head. With the moonlight, Wayne could see the man's face more clearly.

The memory about Joseph suddenly surged in his mind, extremely clear and detailed, as if he suddenly walked out of the memory and stood in front of him.

Comparing Joseph's face in memory with the man's face in front of him, even the tiny moles on his face were the same.

The man didn't speak, his widened eyes were a little dull. Although he had already started to act, he still looked very dull.

In fact, Wayne doesn't need a man to talk at this time.

He was already sure that the person in front of him was the housemate he hadn't seen for a long time.

When I saw him for the last time, I beat him up.

I didn't expect that after seeing him for so long, I would continue to beat him up when I saw him again.

History is always strikingly similar.

Wayne finally straightened his chest, facing his old acquaintance, he finally didn't have to hide anything anymore.

Everyone had met each other frankly in the orphanage when they were young. Although the size had increased at this time, Wayne could at least be sure of Joseph's sexual orientation.

Unlike the perverted man before, Wayne turned his head to look at the headless man's body that had fallen on the ground, with undisguised disdain in his eyes.

Joseph walked towards Wayne slowly, slower than when Wayne was covering up.

Wayne also walked forward slowly, sorting out the various memories that kept pouring out of his mind while walking.

suddenly,

Wayne paused slightly,
Just now, a scene of his clothes being torn suddenly appeared in his mind,
"Fuck, I've been seen by so many people!"

(End of this chapter)