Phantom Thief Kidd in the Comic World

The existence of Deadshot was beyond McGison's expectation. He did not expect that a person of Floyd's level would actually serve as Black Mask's pawn.

And he still stayed in a place that was out of Black Mask's sphere of influence.

To be honest, if McGison was Black Mask, after having a powerful helper like Deadshot, the first thing would be to let Deadshot kill Penguin or Bane.

On the one hand, it is to kill his biggest competitor, and on the other hand, even if he fails to kill his opponent in the end, both of them will suffer losses.

After all, Deadshot does not have the attribute of loyalty, he just takes money to do things.

After finishing the matter, whether he will continue to help you depends on how much money you are willing to give.

So McGison bets that Black Mask will never completely trust Deadshot.

It is in his best interest to let him assassinate others, but it is best not to let Deadshot interfere with some important tasks.

But what McGison didn't expect was that the important stronghold where Black Mask was expanding its power was actually letting Death Shooter guard it.

If there wasn't something wrong with Black Mask's mind, it was because he really spent a lot of money on Deadshot.

"Tap tap tap..."

Magison listened to the approaching footsteps and counted down silently in his mind.

Deadshot holds a silent pistol and always maintains a shooting posture.

While approaching the pillar that McGison used as a cover, he gently placed his finger on the trigger.

Suddenly, Death Shooter was seen rushing to the side of the pillar with his gun pointed at Magison's position just now.

"..."

Without hesitation, without even confirming the target, Deadshot pulled the trigger.

No shots were fired, but the bullets were fired.

However, the moment he pulled the trigger, Deadshot's pupils suddenly dilated.

Just because there is no one behind the pillar!

A black skull mask and matching suit fell to the floor.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Floyd heard a piercing sound coming from above his head.

Unlike most of McGison's opponents, he did not choose to dodge.

Instead, he raised his hand and shot towards the source of the sound.

The fired bullet collided with something in the air, making a slight "pop" sound, and both deviated from their respective paths.

"Are they playing cards?"

When he saw the shape of the object clearly, Deadshot couldn't help but wonder.

He looked up and saw a man wearing a white dress and a top hat with a monocle standing at the top of the pillar.

The cloak behind him was swaying due to the wind on the roof.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, it is full of mystery and art...

Of course, what caught Deadshot's attention the most was the even stranger-looking poker gun in the hands of this strangely dressed man.

This was the first time he had seen a gun that used playing cards as bullets.

"I really didn't expect to meet under such circumstances, Mr. Lawton, um... maybe you prefer others to call you Deadshot?"

Magidson maintained the polite demeanor of a gentleman and gave Deadshot a friendly salute.

"What materials are those playing cards made of?"

Deadshot suddenly asked for no reason, with deep curiosity in his tone.

"This gun is the latest technological product of Wayne Enterprises. Not only can it fire silently, but the bullets used are also customized with special materials."

"In terms of bullet penetration alone, it even surpasses the bullets of anti-material sniper rifles."

"Such a bullet didn't penetrate your playing card. Although I know there is an alloy that can be made into the size of a card, but once such a card collides with a bullet, it will definitely make a loud noise."

"And the sound of the impact just now is so small that it can be ignored. What kind of material are you using for your playing cards?"

Hearing this, McGesan was surprised. He had been using this playing card for a long time. This was the first time someone had asked him about it.

"I have to say that you have very sharp eyesight. I only know that you are the most proficient in firearms in the world. I didn't expect that you have such in-depth research on weapon materials."

Magison stretched out his left and right hands and made a slight gesture with his index finger and thumb, but the two fingers did not touch each other.

"I just used a little bit of vibranium."

That's right, Magison's playing cards are made of ordinary steel cards mixed with a trace amount of vibranium.

In fact, when he first debuted half a year ago, he didn't use serious vibranium, but the most common alloy.

After all, vibranium is very expensive. Let’s not talk about selling it in milligrams. It’s still expensive but has no market.

At that time, McGison was so poor that he could not afford such high-end gadgets.

Even with the first pot of gold from Adam's Star, it still couldn't withstand such a burning.

So where did McGison’s current vibranium playing cards come from?

This is about Hell’s Kitchen.

Remember when McGison went to the Wilson Building to steal the Kingpin's Dresden Green Diamond?

At that time, Magison sneaked in disguised as senior cadre Finir, and then discovered vibranium in a certain laboratory.

What else can I say? If I don’t take some, I would be sorry for myself.

However, Magison didn't take much. He only took a fist-sized piece, which should be enough for him to last a lifetime.

Of course, vibranium playing cards were too precious, and he did not dare to use them carelessly. If he lost one, he would lose blood. Under normal circumstances, he would still use ordinary playing cards.

Now, the reason why McGison took out a vibranium playing card naturally had his purpose.

Maybe this will be the key to defeating Deadshot...

"Vibranium?"

Deadshot was confused by the term.

"Vibranium is a term that has recently emerged. According to your previous explanation, this should be called 'sound-absorbing steel'."

When McGison said this, Deadshot suddenly understood how precious the playing card just now was.

At the same time, his eyes had turned red. Considering that the tens of millions of dollars Black Mask paid him, it was estimated that he could only exchange for a few grams of vibranium at most.

And the guy in front of me actually used such expensive materials to make playing cards!

He risked his life to carry out assassinations, and the average order cost tens to millions of dollars, mainly depending on the identity of the assassination target.

A target worth tens of millions of dollars would be someone at the level of Gotham's mayor or attorney general.

"Looking at your outfit, you should be the Kaitou Kidd that Bain mentioned."

Floyd pointed the gun at Magison's head.

"Yes, it's me."

Magison admitted it openly, and then smiled mysteriously.

"Mr. Lawton, I think you are not a subordinate of Black Mask or Bane. We are not necessarily enemies."

"Roman gave me thirty million dollars and asked me to work for him for half a year."

Deadshot said unmoved.

"He didn't give you an order to kill me, right?"

McGison asked rhetorically.

"I have heard many rumors about you, such as that you are willing to sacrifice everything for money... So, if I give you vibranium, you will pretend that I didn't show up today."

Magison slowly raised his hand, holding a black stone between his index finger and ring finger.

About the size of your thumb.

"This deal is a good deal."