A dark rainy night.
Margaret's Sisters Pub.
Powerful drum beats, lively crowds, hot girls and drinking thugs.
Sitting in the corner was filled with the clinking of wine glasses and uncontrollable laughter.
A group of uninvited guests suddenly broke in.
The leading man was wearing a black suit. He walked forward with a swaggering and arrogant look that made people want to punch him in the face.
"I heard that you know the whereabouts of a friend of mine." Francis knocked on the bar table, "His name is Wade Wilson."
"Sorry, I have never heard of this name." Mole shrugged his shoulders and wiped the wine glass in his hand nonchalantly.
"Heh." Francis raised his chin with a sneer, "Looks like I can help you think about it!"
"Dust Angel" Angel Dast held a match in his mouth, crossed the bar, pushed the mole in front of him, pulled a photo from the cabinet, and handed it to Francis's hand.
"I've seen this girl."
Angel said with certainty that the photo was of Wade and his wife.
"This must be Vanessa, I've heard of you many times."
Francis looked at the photo in his hand and suddenly smiled evilly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Angel suddenly took action, grabbed Mole's neck, and then slammed him against the cabinet full of drinks.
"Wow!"
The crisp sound of glass colliding attracted the attention of the entire bar.
The mercenaries, killers and gangsters who were drinking almost subconsciously took out their firearms, pointing the black muzzles at Francis and his party, and a firefight might start at any time!
"My dear, maybe you should look around." Mole said calmly, "This is really not the place for such a thing."
Sister Margaret's is the cradle of sin. No nice guy ever comes here. It's just a fight. No one here is afraid of it.
"Don't be impulsive, Angel, put this brother down, we have already got what we need."
Francis got what he wanted and didn't want to get into any more entanglements with the villains here. He waved his hand to signal Angel to stop.
"Hmph, you're lucky!"
Angel let go of his hand, letting the mole fall to the ground, and then followed Francis and left the bar.
"Huh!" Mole breathed a long sigh of relief, "Thanks for the help, old guys, the drinks are on sale tonight!"
"I thought it was free, you cheapskate!"
"That's right, I'm ready to give that bitch a shot!"
"It's boring, it's boring, keep drinking!"
After these people left, the mercenaries put away the diners, and one or two of them continued to drink and laugh.
Mole quickly called Wade, "Wade, we are in big trouble. Of course, I mean, the one in trouble actually refers to you."
…
Back in the car, Francis dialed Tao Baibai's phone number.
"The information you gave me is very accurate. The person who attacked us has been found, and he is Wade Wilson."
"He attacked you, not me. I saved your life, don't make a mistake." Tao Baibai corrected.
Francis paused, anger rising in his heart, but he still endured and said coldly.
"Are you interested in doing business?"
"Have you found him?"
"No," Francis took out the previous photo and smiled, "But we found his wife, Vanessa."
"A woman?"
Tao Baibai's tone was full of contempt and disdain.
"You actually have to capture a woman to force her to show up. Ha, I just received a big deal recently and am on my way to Afghanistan. Please contact me again when you find Wade."
Before she finished speaking, Tao Baibai hung up the phone without any hesitation.
"what!"
Seeing the screen dimming, Francis was so angry that he slammed his phone on the car window!
"I don't know who was beaten to the point of being beaten last time. In the end, I could only run away in despair. Now, I am the most powerful killer in the world. That's it?"
"Boss."
Angel sat in the back seat of the car, full of anger.
"Why don't you let me catch that woman back? As long as I control her, I won't be afraid that Wade won't show up."
"Need not."
Francis waved his hands, pondered for a moment, and showed an imperceptible arc at the corner of his mouth. Looking at the cracked mobile phone screen, the smile on his face became more meaningful.
"What Tao Baibai said before is right. Wade's shadow is very valuable. Maybe I should contact my partners and sell it at a good price."
…
In the noisy disco hall, a sneaky figure stood in the dark corner of the bar, staring greedily at the woman at the bar in the distance, wanting to go up and give the woman he had longed for a warm hug.
However, as soon as Wade thinks of his face that has become pitted and almost unsightly, his impulses and delusions are instantly poured down by a basin of cold water, and his self-esteem is extremely low.
Now he is not worthy of Vanessa at all. Although she has not seen her for many years, she is still hot and getting more and more beautiful. She is a great beauty, what does it have to do with him.
and……
Wade's eyes darkened as he remembered the phone call Mole made before.
He was exposed, and Francis was already targeting him.
For Vanessa's safety, it is natural to stay as far away from her as possible.
Thinking of this, Wade felt a little bitter.
He put on his hat and walked straight behind Vanessa to leave.
"Wade?"
It was like telepathy between husband and wife. Vanessa looked at the hat-wearing figure in the distance, and suddenly her heart beat like thunder. Her instinct made her put on her coat and rush out towards that familiar figure.
"Wade!"
It's still raining outside.
Vanessa left the back door of the bar and looked at the black figure standing by the trash can not far away, so excited that her voice trembled.
"Wei, Wade, is that you?"
"it's me."
Dazzling lightning flashed across the sky, and Vanessa saw an unfamiliar face. The person in front of her made her feel a little scared for no reason, especially those sinister eyes, which made her feel like she had fallen into an ice cellar, and her whole body was chilled.
.
Francis looked at the woman in front of him with a happy mood, "Vanessa, Wade's lover!"
"what you up to?"
Vanessa took two steps back and stared in horror at Frances, who was getting closer.
"Don't worry, as long as you are in my hands, Wade will definitely appear. This is all your value."
Francis smiled extremely brightly.
Just when he reached out to grab Vanessa, a gunshot rang out, and the bullet penetrated directly into his right palm.
"Francis, you know I never joke, now get your dirty hands off!"
A figure wearing a red tights appeared in an alleyway filled with dark rain.
"Look, what did I say?"
Francis shook off the blood in his hands. He couldn't feel any pain. Seeing Wade's appearance, he smiled cheerfully.
"he came!"
This chapter has been completed!