Chapter 66
This is the legendary Satan
Chapter 66 This is the legendary Satan
"Oh, right, Zhou, I almost forgot to tell you, the employer who made this arrangement has attached a condition."
"He demanded that he be present when you killed the target, and that he personally confirm the target's death."
"I know this request is an insult to your professionalism; you're the infamous Satan!"
"You single-handedly rescued Satan from Stark!"
"I was also very angry about his request, but the employer insisted!"
"And Zhou, sometimes you have to understand that, ultimately, we're also in the service industry..."
Wade Wilson then began to earnestly persuade Zhou Cheng.
But Zhou Cheng didn't really care about such questions; he was just a little curious.
To someone like Xiao Jianjian, who doesn't know the situation, the employer's demands might indeed seem a bit excessive, causing Zhou Cheng to lose face.
But for Zhou Cheng, who knew Madam Gao's background, he immediately had other suspicions.
Did the employer who made the request know that Madam Gao was immortal?
If that's the case, then that's interesting.
After all, apart from a few absolute core members of the Hand, very few people knew about Madam Gao's secret.
And whoever made the commission, if they knew this secret, they were undoubtedly no ordinary person.
Of course.
All of this was just Zhou Cheng's wild imagination, without any basis, and he didn't care about it either.
After all, they've already spent ten million US dollars, so what's wrong with making a small request?
Is it too much?
"So, Wade, my mandate also includes protecting the employer's safety?"
Zhou Cheng did not show any resistance, but simply asked Wade Wilson a necessary and relevant question.
No, there's no need for that.
"Employers are responsible for their own safety."
Wade Wilson gave a very clear answer, which means he must have already discussed this issue with his employer.
"In that case... I'll accept this commission!"
Zhou Cheng had no problems and readily agreed.
"Wait for my news!"
Wade Wilson excitedly broke off communication with Zhou Cheng.
But Deadpool's efficiency remains as fast as ever.
Just a few hours later, Zhou Cheng was given an accurate answer.
"Zhou, it's all settled!"
"But you're going to act in three days, that should be fine, right?"
"The employer will send me the exact location coordinates in three days. You should meet up with the employer then, and then take the employer with you to complete this task."
"I'm sure this is a piece of cake for you, right?"
Three days later?
This was naturally no problem for Zhou Cheng, since the diary could last for four or five days anyway.
Then we can just stay salted for another three days.
The rich can live however they want.
……
"Zhou, I've sent you the coordinates!"
"Wishing you a triumphant return in advance!"
It must be said that the employer was indeed quite cautious.
It wasn't until the third night that Wade Wilson finally obtained the specific coordinates from him.
So he immediately sent it to Zhou Cheng.
"Wait for my news."
Zhou Cheng confidently uttered this sentence to Xiao Jianjian, then picked up his uniform.
That's right, it's the brand new uniform that Little Deadpool prepared for Zhou Cheng.
The uniform is stylish, high-class, and bulletproof, and it also comes with a brand new mask.
According to Deadpool, he designed this brand-new uniform himself!
Furthermore, considering that Deadpool's costume in the movie was indeed designed by himself, and that many Marvel superheroes also design their own costumes.
Therefore, Zhou Cheng believed the other party's explanation.
Therefore, Zhou Cheng looked at Xiao Jianjian with new respect.
He never expected that his little devil had such talent.
To be honest, Zhou Cheng was quite satisfied with the uniform designed for him.
It combines aesthetics and imposing presence, perfectly matching Zhou Cheng's aesthetic preferences.
So there's not much to say next.
Zhou Cheng casually arrived at a deserted place and changed into his "Satan suit".
Then it spread its wings and soared into the sky in a flash.
They arrived at Hell's Kitchen with practiced ease, and following the coordinates, they reached the place the employer had requested.
A factory that has been abandoned.
Look around.
But before the mottled wall, the moonlight shone through.
An elderly man, just like Mrs. Gao, who was nearing the end of his life and whose hair was already gray.
He stood there, sharp as a knife.
Beside the old man was a woman with an exceptionally voluptuous figure, dressed in a red bodysuit.
Like the old man, he simply stood there, yet he exuded an aura of sharp brilliance.
Clearly, he's not an ordinary person.
"So it was them!"
Zhou Cheng's heart stirred slightly, and with just one glance, he recognized the identities of the two people.
And they weren't surprised at all by this.
These two people are none other than...
They were none other than two important figures from the Hand's archenemy, the Pure Society: Stick and Erica.
Of course.
Strictly speaking, Stick was actually the Innocents, and perhaps even the last member of the Innocents.
For some reason, the Stick did not recruit Erica and many other assassins under his command into the Innocents.
But he still led those people to be enemies of the Hand.
But against a behemoth like the Hand, it was like throwing an egg against a rock.
But now, it's hard to say.
All I can say is that the old man made a very correct decision.
We hired a cheater!
Whoosh!
While those chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, Zhou Cheng was not idle.
It swooped down and landed right in front of Stickman and Erica.
So~
"You really can fly, just like the rumors say!"
"Satan!"
The old man's hoarse voice, as if it had been sanded, rang out. He showed no sadness or joy, and no emotional fluctuations could be seen.
He just gave a curt sigh.
"Hopefully this isn't just a flashy facade!"
Erica coldly uttered this sentence.
It's clear that Erica thinks the rumors about Satan are somewhat exaggerated.
Zhou Cheng didn't bother with what the two were thinking, and simply raised an eyebrow nonchalantly: "Can we set off now?"
"No rush."
"Before that, there is one more thing we need to do."
Swish!
As the old man with the stick uttered these words, a flurry of footsteps suddenly rang out.
Meanwhile, from various dark corners around.
A group of ruthless assassins surged out like a tide and surrounded Zhou Cheng.
The atmosphere at the scene instantly became somber and oppressive.
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