LRAB Chapter 38 Ma Xiaoling: From the South to the North, I greet you, senior.
Chapter 38 Ma Xiaoling: From the South to the North, I greet you, senior.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Don't even think about controlling me anymore, you can't!"
All that remained in Jessica's eyes was her dark pupils.
Under Yue Qiluo's influence, she was mentally manipulated into believing that everything around her was a purple person.
She had only one thought in her mind right now.
Smash it hard!
puff!
Deadpool was caught off guard and Jessica grabbed him, lifting him above her head... and tearing him apart.
"Dude!"
"Even though I was just slashing at you, we're still on the same side after all."
"Aren't you going to help me out?!"
Deadpool used his severed arm to strike a wrestling ring switch pose at Wade.
"Get out of my way!"
"Didn't you hear what my partner said? Matters concerning the living are not under the jurisdiction of the Underworld Police Department."
"you……"
"I'll settle the score with you later, don't make me late for work!"
at the same time.
While Wade used Deadpool as a springboard to chase after the old cowboy, he ran away.
In a corner of the hall.
Unlike the people around her who were scrambling for their lives, Yue Qiluo sat comfortably in her seat.
Humming a little tune, she watched Roy running upstairs...
wrong!
The accurate description is that they are dead ghosts that the Underworld police are chasing!
"What's in that box?!"
"Hehehe, don't think I don't know, I can smell it!"
fragrance!
Yue Qiluo wrinkled her nose, as if it were a freshly baked cream cake, the sweet smell of which made her want to eat it!
"Hurry up and follow them!"
She gently tapped the table.
The paper figures that had just been cut out came to life and circled around Yue Qiluo twice.
The paper figure actually let out a cheerful, silvery laugh.
"go!"
"I'll snatch what I want before those pesky ghost messengers do."
……
"Roy!"
"This building is 50 stories high, are you sure we want to climb all the way up?!"
In the stairwell of JPMorgan Chase Bank, Wade shouted at the top of his lungs.
I just can't figure it out!
That guy is as fat as a pig, how can he run so fast?!
He's practically a walking, flying machine!
"Stop talking nonsense."
"Or you could jump back into the lobby and find another version of yourself to continue playing."
"Otherwise... Good job, you've got the rope."
The cowboy's lassoing skills are always the best; Roy grabbed the dead man's big neck in one go.
The fat man was breathing heavily, as if he was about to be strangled to death.
"Beautiful, beautiful."
"I must go up and stab him, grab him tight!"
Wade was extremely excited. He grabbed the rope and climbed over it like he was walking a tightrope.
"Aaaaaah!"
The fat bastard is roaring in vain.
"Stop yelling."
"When I saw another madman like myself, I really, really wanted to scream."
"Where did you hide the gold?!"
Wade held the gun to the fat man, finally cornering him in a dead end of the corridor.
This floor seems to be a VIP special meeting room.
The surrounding rooms were all private and quiet, and it seemed like no one was disturbing us at all.
"Excellent, perfect for torture to extract a confession."
Having learned from his previous experience of catching the dead with Roy, Wade skillfully pulled out a whole jar of Alpha cumin.
This spice, with its pungent flavor, is enough to make even the dead unable to resist.
Thus, they shed their disguised human form and revert to their original ugly appearance.
"Ahem!"
Sure enough, the fat man coughed twice, clearly uncomfortable.
His eyes were fixed on the fennel spice that Wade had poured into his hand, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
"Listen, I know you don't want to reveal your true form, and I don't want you to go berserk here."
"As long as you cooperate with me honestly..."
Wade was still reciting the same old lines.
but……
"You don't want me to transform?!"
"Unfortunately... this is exactly the opposite of what I expected!"
Suddenly, the fat man made up his mind. He took off the sunglasses he always wore and stared at Wade with his small eyes.
"I've been hiding this long enough."
"And I hate you stinking dogs from the Underworld Police Department even more!"
Before he could finish speaking, the fat man grabbed Wade's hand and started rubbing it against him, instantly covering his entire face with fennel seasoning.
Wow~
"This taste is too strong, I'm going to tear you to pieces."
Crack! Crack!
It was as if every bone in his body was making a loud noise, and the fat man in front of him had lost his human form.
His entire body was swollen with fat, like a giant after death.
The entire mass expanded by more than several meters, and it seemed to fill the entire corridor on this floor.
"Roy, he's much more disgusting than I imagined."
Snapped!
Wade had just shouted out a sentence when he was swatted away like a fly.
"Rookie, remember this: next time, just attack directly. Why waste words with him!"
boom!
A low, muffled gunshot rang out.
Roy, who had arrived a step later, pulled up the rope and fired a shot at the fat man.
It's terrifying.
Every dead ghost knows very well that the guns of the Underworld Police Department are enough to kill a soul if they hit.
Almost subconsciously...
The large, fat monster turned as far as it could, using the briefcase tucked under its armpit to block the bullets.
Hey!
Roy's shot was very accurate.
The suitcase was knocked away and instantly exploded in mid-air, scattering dark orange gold all over the ground.
"marvelous!"
"Roy, we've found the Netherworld Gold Brick."
Wade rushed forward excitedly, but Roy didn't stop at all.
Bang bang bang!
Gunshots rang out one after another, and Roy was still firing.
"What's going on?!"
Wade was stunned for a moment. He hugged the gold pieces, but when he turned his head to look...
Roy was firing at nothing.
wrong!
There were no dead ghosts or people there; to be precise, there were pieces of paper that had been shot and burned to ashes.
Paper-cut figures!
"Hehehe!"
Laughter began to echo through the corridor.
More paper figures flew over from the dark corner; a rough count revealed seven or eight.
"Are they after the gold?!"
"This is mine!"
This was my first successful mission since joining the Underworld Police Department.
Wade absolutely cannot allow himself to be robbed.
Moreover...
The owner of these paper figures is clearly Yue Qiluo, who was cutting paper in the hall.
She was killed because of her!
"Old grudges and new hatreds!"
Just as Wade was getting fired up and was about to step forward to make a move.
however.
He suddenly realized.
Neither Roy nor the paper doll seemed to pay any attention to him.
In fact... it wasn't even about robbing gold.
Right in front of Roy, several paper figures charged forward recklessly.
where……
There is a tiny gold coin emitting a hazy glow!
It is gold, but it is definitely not the dark color of underworld gold; rather, it seems to possess a unique vitality.
the most important is……
"The logo on it is Stark Industries!"
"Wait, that big head on the gold coin is... Tony Stark?!"
A truly unique gold coin.
Wade immediately recognized the logo and portrait printed on it.
It's the famous Iron Man.
"Hey Roy, why are you guys stealing that stuff? Is nobody going to take care of the gold bars?"
Wade was stunned.
It seems that what's happening now is different from the task he was given.
What are those gold coins?
"Newbie!"
"That's pure gold, a soul coin made of pure gold."
"You couldn't possibly not know, could you? In this city, one of the most important figures under the jurisdiction of our Underworld Police Department has just died."
"Tony Stark!"
"A part of his soul is now inside this pure gold coin."
Iron Man!
The soul of the dead Iron Man is right in front of him.
This……
Wade felt like his brain wasn't working properly.
"What do you mean? And what is pure gold?!"
"Enough to drive every living human being mad, containing the secret of immortality, it is the pinnacle of alchemy."
"I'm pretty sure there's a crazy enough conspiracy brewing."
"But the most pressing issue now is..."
"We absolutely cannot allow Tony Stark's soul to be taken away."
Roy fired repeatedly.
One paper figure after another burned to ashes in his bullets.
however……
The real mastermind is only now emerging.
"It smells so good!"
"The energy of those thirty-odd guys at the dock was simply not enough."
"If only I could eat him..."
At the end of the corridor.
Still dressed like Little Red Riding Hood, Yue Qiluo quietly arrived at the scene.
That alluring aroma was never any kind of underworld gold.
otherwise……
She wouldn't have so casually tossed those gold fragments to Jessica in the first place.
just now……
With a unique soul before her, she really wanted to try it.
"What do we do?!"
Wade was a little flustered.
"Shoot, just like every mercenary mission you've ever done while you were alive."
"Kill her!"
Roy's expression was very serious.
The old cowboy stared intently at Yue Qiluo, right at the center of their confrontation.
It was that soul coin that was slowly floating and constantly rotating in mid-air.
"I'd love to."
"But you just told me that this is a transnational case, and that this kind of thing is not under our jurisdiction."
Wade readjusted his posture.
They stood on the left and right, and together with Roy, they pointed their guns at Yue Qiluo.
"Stop talking nonsense, newbie!"
Roy's expression was unusually serious, like an old cowboy skilled in Western gunfighting.
At this point, sweat was beading on my forehead.
because……
"Hehehe."
The laughter that the paper figure had just made echoed through the corridor once again.
And the number is increasing.
Ten, twenty, or... more?!
Small paper figures kept appearing from the walls of the corridor and the ceiling above.
Wade and Roy were surrounded.
They were completely trapped inside by a row of paper figures arranged in a circle.
at the same time.
The evil aura emanating from Yue Qiluo is colluding with the paper figures.
"Don't joke around."
"How could the two of you possibly beat me?!"
Yue Qiluo's voice was still sweet, and her expression was full of innocence.
But the words that came out were so chilling.
"I haven't tasted the flavor of a ghost messenger yet."
"Don't worry, I'll definitely enjoy it. After all, I'm not a picky eater."
You intimidated Wade Wilson and earned a small amount of Mischief Points.
You are about to consume Wade Wilson's soul and gain a moderate amount of Mischief Points.
[You are stealing Tony Stark's soul and gaining a large amount of Mischief Points.]
A series of notifications are appearing.
It's great to have more little fun before enjoying the delicious food.
Yue Qiluo smiled happily.
however……
"!!"
Just as she was about to make her move, Yue Qiluo's expression froze.
An unexpected change occurred; the evil energy emanating from her body instantly became chaotic.
The paper figures, which were not arranged neatly, shook up and down!
The situation, which had been under complete control, suddenly descended into chaos.
"shot!"
They have great chemistry.
Whether it comes from the skills of a mercenary or the speed of an old cowboy from the West.
Wade and Roy took the opportunity to empty their magazines.
After being shot by the Underworld Police Department, one paper figure after another began to burn.
"Damn it!"
Yue Qiluo's smiling face, which had been beaming just moments before, was now as cold as if it were covered in frost.
She sensed it...
A soul doll that resonates with her own, her most beloved maid.
problem occurs!
Moreover, it was very clear that the guy didn't conceal his aura at all.
It's Thunder.
Yes……
"That damned old Taoist priest, how dare he oppose me at a time like this!"
……
the other side.
Stark Group Building.
"Excuse me, ma'am, do you have an appointment?"
"If not, you can leave your name and phone number here, and we will forward it to the secretariat for an appointment three days in advance. A dedicated person from the secretariat will also be responsible for following up and contacting you afterward."
The receptionist at Stark Industries rejected Ma Xiaoling in a formulaic manner.
"All right."
"Take Ma Xiaoling, the 40th generation descendant of the Ma family of the Exorcist Dragon Clan."
Ma Xiaoling left her phone number in a few simple strokes and noted "Linglingtang Cleaning Company".
She is very familiar with the appointment system.
For top-tier companies like this, it's not easy to meet Pepper Potts, the top leader.
but……
Now that he has become the Demon King of New York, he naturally knows what's going on.
The situation is quite different for real-world business and for visitors on the mystical side.
and so……
Ma Xiaoling wasn't in a hurry; she knew she would eventually meet him.
however.
She wasn't in a hurry, but clearly, one of the Taoist priests was getting impatient.
"What do you mean?"
"I have traveled a great distance to this place on behalf of Maoshan to meet that god-killer!"
"How..."
"Are you suggesting we turn this humble Taoist away? Is this the attitude of the host here?!"
Ma Xiaoling paused in her steps as she was about to leave.
She followed the gaze and saw a Taoist priest on the other side of the reception desk, who was also stopped and looked displeased.
Wearing a black and white Taoist robe with wide sleeves that swayed gently with his steps, and with his long hair tied back, he stood out from the group of elite white-collar workers in suits.
"Is he a senior from Maoshan?!"
……
"Sir, I'm sorry, but without an appointment..."
The front desk is still the same old thing.
"This is outrageous!"
Shi Jian clearly didn't want to hear any of this and turned to leave.
at the same time.
In Ma Xiaoling's direction, the sound of pattering hair was slowly creeping along.
"Um?!"
Shi Jian raised his eyebrows and glanced past Ma Xiaoling before immediately spotting a puppet!
A soul is imprisoned within, a writhing evil spirit with black hair!
"This mere evil creature dares to appear in broad daylight; it clearly doesn't take this humble Taoist seriously."
"Lightning Thunder Fist!"