Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

The two of them were once again locked in a state of staring at each other.

Meanwhile, Deadpool, who was stealthily moving around, suddenly felt a tickle in his nose.

Deadpool's nose twitched twice, and he forcefully covered his mouth.

We're in stealth mode right now.

Hold back!

Hold back!

Then...........

"Ah!"

"woo woo woo woo--"

The instant Deadpool sneezed, a piercing alarm instantly ripped through the night sky.

Chapter 863, Section 884: Deadpool! A Major Breakthrough!

The piercing alarm ripped through the night sky, and the entire building instantly erupted in chaos.

Countless armed men poured out of the rooms.

Among them were some people in white coats being escorted.

"What kind of idiot came up with this plot?"

Deadpool rubbed his nose, thinking irritably.

He was discovered while sneaking around because he sneezed.

After being surrounded, he had no choice but to fight a bloody battle and ultimately succeed in completing his mission.

Okay, it's ridiculous.

But it still manages to showcase Deadpool's charm.

Deadpool, completely oblivious to his own limitations, thought to himself.

"Alright, alright, now it's time to show the real technology."

Deadpool instinctively reached for the long sword behind him and tried to stand up.

However, he forgot that he was currently inside a ventilation duct.

"Oh!"

"over there!"

After a burst of gunfire, the world fell silent.

"Solve it?"

An armed squad slowly approached the ventilation duct that had just made the sound.

Don't ask why there would be exposed ventilation ducts in a place like this.

The question is what the plot requires.

Otherwise, how would the main characters get in?

The squad leader at the front made a tactical hand signal and was about to go forward to check.

However, the next second...

"Are you looking for me?"

A sleazy voice came from behind them.

The squad leader turned around abruptly and pulled the trigger, the smell of gunpowder exploding in an instant.

As for comrades-in-arms?

Stop joking, we're just colleagues here to make money.

This guy wasn't really convinced of his own abilities.

It wouldn't be bad to take this opportunity to kill these guys.

That's what the squad leader was thinking.

But before he could turn around completely, a sharp glint of blades flashed as they were swung in a dense, impenetrable barrage.

And this guy isn't just on the defensive.

The squad leader's expression froze instantly, and a thin line of blood appeared on his neck.

Clutching his neck, the squad leader seemed to want to say something but could only let out a weak, breathy sound.

The figure in the red and black bodysuit was reflected in his pupils, which were filled with disbelief.

why?

Why this guy?

He was destined never to get an answer to this question.

"What bad luck."

Deadpool lowered his hand, looking annoyed at the guy whose life was slowly fading away after he had slit his throat.

Logically speaking, shouldn't these low-level fodder be cannon fodder with low intelligence, slow reaction, and poor eyesight?

How come I react so quickly when it comes to myself?

After taking two steps forward, Deadpool suddenly gushed out a large amount of blood.

Clearly, the impressive swordsmanship he had just displayed had failed to stop the bullets.

At least not all of them were blocked.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, it hurts so much!"

Deadpool, grinning and snarling, jumped around, his gaze towards the squad leader on the ground becoming even more malevolent.

Amidst the terrified and desperate look in the other's eyes, Deadpool turned his backside towards the squad leader.

Then..........

"Pfft-"

"woo woo woo woo!!!!"

The squad leader, lying on the ground, stared wide-eyed, his heart filled with anger and shame.

Then his head lolled to the side, and he died.

He didn't pass away peacefully.

As expected of Deadpool.

"Comfortable."

Turning around, Deadpool nodded in satisfaction.

Feeling comfortable now.

"Tsk, these guys reacted really fast."

Feeling the wound slowly healing, Deadpool said with some annoyance.

I was originally planning to play a little longer.

These guys reacted pretty quickly.

Forget it, stop playing.

Go home early.

If I bring those Compound V things back, I can tell Joseph that I was working overtime in another world, and then I can get another free vacation.

Deadpool thought to himself with a smug grin.

Then, with a flick of his belt, he vanished from the spot in an instant.

He swindled—no, he borrowed—from a good friend.

It can be used for instantaneous teleportation.

Very easy to use.

But ever since I accidentally bumped into something, it hasn't been working very well.

Occasionally, some minor problems may occur.

For example, the person leaves, but the hand remains.

Or perhaps the upper body reached the destination, but the buttocks were hanging from the tree.

These kinds of things have happened before.

After Deadpool disappeared from the spot, several guys dressed in strange clothes appeared.

Judging from their attire, these guys are probably superheroes from Vought International.

After all, a superhero company can't just have one team of superheroes.

Just like a top entertainment company can't have only one group.

To make money.

"How is this going?"

"Find the intruder quickly and take him down!"

"The things that went missing before must have been done by this guy too."

"We absolutely have to catch this bastard this time! I almost got fired!"

"I'm going to torture this damned guy to death in the most cruel way possible."

"I also want!"

Several people were talking in a hurry.

Clearly, these guys are different from the innocent, naive girl like Starlight.

These are guys who have witnessed the dark side of Vought International, or rather, they are the dark side themselves.

Vought International is a superhero company.

But most of his men are scoundrels disguised as superheroes.

In other words, he's a masked monster.

They use the guise of superheroes to profit themselves, but what they do are disgusting things.

Regardless of the intentions of anti-heroes or dark heroes, the outcome certainly shows that they are ridding the people of harm.

But what about these guys?

Apart from Queen Maeve and Starlight, the rest of this generation of Super Seven are all top-notch scum.

The previous generation treated war like a game, even going so far as to slaughter their own people.

It can only be said that unrestrained power is indeed a terrible disaster.

Putting aside these angry guys, Deadpool on the other side has already arrived at his destination.

“Hehe~Hehe~”

Humming a tune he'd heard somewhere, he actually stuffed the boxes containing Compound No. 5 into the sack he was carrying.

The brutal actions were enough to make the scientists feel extremely distressed, or even rush out to angrily rebuke Deadpool.

Unfortunately, they can't see it.

I copied some information about compound five along the way.

Even though I don't think it's very useful, I'll still carry it with me.

The Vought Corporation probably didn't expect anyone to be able to break through all the way to this place, so their defenses were indeed not very effective.

It's almost as if they're waiting for the main characters to break through.