Chapter 1769 Gather Teammates

I don't know what Deadpool said in Weasel's ear, and soon, the two big men hugged each other intimately. Weasel's emotions were even a little out of control, because the two women present could clearly see that he was almost crying with excitement.

"Damn it, these two people won't have an affair."

This is Shakola's idea. Of course she is very worried now, worried about her status.

"Hell, these two people can't really be gay."

This is Maria Hill's idea. As a traditional person, she has not been able to calmly accept the appearance of two big men flirting with each other, so immediately, she interrupted the intimate interaction between the two and urged them instead.

"Gentlemen, pay attention to the occasion and time. I don't want to waste my precious time watching your performance. Don't forget the job I give you, I will pay for it!"

Money, after all, is still attractive. Neither Deadpool nor Weasel had the idea that they couldn't get along with the money, so they immediately changed their attitudes and replied to Maria solemnly.

"No problem, ma'am. But it's still the same question as before, what kind of person do you want. Is it an ordinary mercenary who has experienced many battles, or an extraordinary guy like Wade with special abilities?"

Maria thought about this question carefully. She does not lack the so-called experienced soldiers. Although the government's military strength has been stretched recently, they are a powerful country anyway. No matter how you deploy some elite soldiers, it can still be done.

What they lack is the kind of unusual guy, who can turn the situation around at critical moments with special abilities. There are many such people on the list of registered superheroes, but not many with actual combat ability. In contrast, if Weasel can really provide this kind of mercenary with special abilities and practical experience, it will undoubtedly fill a vital part of her plan.

This is a choice without any hesitation. So immediately, she frankly said this to the weasel.

"I need those with special abilities. The conditions are the same as those offered before, as long as you can find me a candidate who satisfies me, I will give you an intermediary fee of 200,000 yuan. And if you can find the person I need I have found everything, and I can even decide to give you the status of an arms dealer in the government establishment. You should understand the meaning of this status."

Maria Hill's words are so clear, of course it is impossible for the weasel to fail to understand.

As a mercenary broker, his work is quite complicated. In addition to running a bar used to cover his identity, he is also responsible for providing mercenaries with job opportunities, necessary intelligence, weapons and other off-site assistance.

To put it simply, a large group of people who earn money by working their lives rely on him to eat. Although it is said that he doesn't have to go off in person and carry a gun to work, but to be honest, what he does is almost the same as putting his head on his belt.

No one can guarantee what kind of troubles will be brought to him if the mercenary who took over his task misses one day. He is just a mercenary broker, not an urban soldier king. If trouble comes to him, the only thing he can rely on is the mercenaries who beg for food by his side, and he expects that this group of people will die for him. Why not expect Wade to stick to him every day and protect him 24 hours a day?

However, if there is an official background of the government, then the situation is different. First of all, a very important question is that he can get the best quality weapons from the government's channels. This point is much more real than the sneaky and hidden arms business in the past, and the profit margins are also bigger.

Secondly, with the background of the government, anyone who wants to move him has to think about it in advance. Although the name of the government's running dog is not good, it is full of deterrent effect. Except for individual lunatics, or those organizations that do have the qualifications and strength to defy the government,

No one is brave enough to stroke the government's beard.

This is the best protection. In terms of value alone, it is even more profitable than this single million-dollar business. Because this single business only gave him temporary benefits, but such an identity could give him lifetime benefits.

Under such circumstances, a fool also knows how to choose. So immediately, the weasel said in a hurry.

"Rest assured, Madam Vice President, I promise. You will be pleased with what I have to offer!"

Weasel himself knew that such a verbal guarantee alone would not have any persuasive effect. So immediately, he took advantage of his contacts and began to contact those special talents he knew everywhere.

The mercenaries are different from the regular army. Their undisciplined personality makes it impossible for them to rush over just because of a phone call. Maria was also mentally prepared for this, so she gave the weasel 24 hours.

Twenty-four hours is not enough for Weasel to call all the super mercenaries he knows, but it is not a problem to call seven or eight. And it was behind his bar, which used to be a storage room, but now it is the interview room. The interview, which was given high hopes by Weasel, finally kicked off.

Maria is a government person, and she is also the kind of high-level government personnel who often appears on TV. It was not necessary or appropriate for her to show up casually in this kind of interview, so Weasel gave her his office and installed a special camera for her to monitor the whole process of the interview.

On the surface, he and Wade are the examiners of this interview. Holding the paper with Maria's request printed on it, the two were bored waiting for the interviewer to come to their door. And soon, the first person who received the news came to the door.

A tall black man, standing almost two meters tall. The muscles all over his body were swollen and shiny. Coupled with his ferocious face, he looks very strong at first glance.

"Weasel, I like this guy. He looks like a great guy!"

For such a good-looking character, Deadpool has never hesitated to express his love verbally. Of course, there are so many things he likes, and no one who knows him will take his words seriously, except the weasel.

"Get acquainted, Hustle. A very powerful player who can skillfully use various individual weapons and has a very unusual talent in invasion."

Weasel said, and handed a printed resume to Wade. And Wade just glanced at it and tossed it aside.

"That's a nice name, so what's your superpower?"

"I can distort electromagnetic fields, including the magnetic field in your brain. Can make you anxious, dizzy and painful..."

The tall black man just moved his finger, and the chandelier on the ceiling flickered endlessly. When he pointed his finger at Deadpool and the others, both Deadpool and Weasel began to experience tinnitus, nausea, and dizziness.

The weasel didn't hold back, and just vomited it out. In comparison, although Deadpool is not very comfortable, but it is not so embarrassing.

"Okay buddy, we've seen your skills, stop now. If this continues, I'll think I'm pregnant!"

One sentence stopped the noisy performance, and Deadpool turned his gaze to the camera behind him.

"We need a guy like that. I think if he can make the enemy feel like he's pregnant, we'll have an easy job."

Although his words sound vulgar, the truth is real. So soon, he and Weasel saw the camera bobbing up and down as if nodding.

This was considered an affirmative answer to them, and to this, the two naturally raised their palms excitedly.

After one person is dealt with, the next step is the second. The second was a tall, thin-looking white man of Slavic descent. As soon as this person came in, he had already introduced himself.

"I'm Zagst..."

"Oh, good. I think your specialty is keeping your finger on the pulse of, uh... society? He seems like a pretty good DJ, doesn't he?"

Deadpool was labeling him based on his first impression, but the man named Zagst was quick to refute.

"No, I'm not a DJ, my specialty is vomiting some kind of strong acid. Um, do you want me to throw up for you?"

"No, no, no need. Let me tell you, we just went to Abyss restaurant for dinner, do you understand?"

The two shook their heads desperately, obviously not wanting to see anything unappetizing at this time. They didn't have any doubts about Zagst's ability, but they were a little puzzled, could such a guy play a role in their mission?

It's not up to them to decide, so they set their sights on the camera behind them. After seeing the camera nodding, Weasel immediately made a decision.

"Okay, you're hired! Next..."

After dismissing Zagst, the Weasel brought up the list that was pressed down below.

"The next person is the invisible man. Well, this one is the invisible man?"

"Invisible people? But..."

Deadpool looked in front of him in a daze, of course, in front of him was an empty storage room. It looked like no one was standing here, but Deadpool obviously didn't want people to think that he felt that there was no one in front of him, so immediately, he lined up his hands as if he suddenly realized.

"Oh, the invisible man. Hahaha... amazing. I didn't even notice him at all, which is really amazing, compared. I think we should just hire him, such ability is definitely what we need!"

There was no response, not even the reply a living person should have. This made Deadpool feel embarrassed immediately.

"He's not here, is he?"

"Maybe he was late, you know, he might not be able to get a taxi with his appearance. Even if he drove on the road, he might be stopped by the police!"

Weasel was justifying his candidate. After all, it was a commission of 200,000 yuan for one person, and he didn't intend to give it up casually. And the ability to be invisible was indeed what Maria needed, so soon, his defense was supported by Maria.

The invisible man passed the level smoothly, and then the next one.

"My name is Rust, but you can call me Broken Star!"

The tall, long-haired East Asian man said so in a high-spirited tone as soon as he entered. Regarding this, Deadpool and Weasel looked at each other, and then judged impolitely.

"Well, Broken Star is an okay name. Rust is... bad."

"Yeah, that sounds bad. So, where are you from?"

"A planet called Mojie World."

"So you're an alien... huh? That's a terrible name too. What good are aliens doing to us? I mean, what are you capable of?"

Deadpool began to criticize, and Rust said very rudely to this.

"Basically speaking, I am better than you in every point. You people on earth are simply weak chickens!"

Such sloppy words obviously made Deadpool very unhappy, so immediately, he and Weasel whispered in a voice that Rust could hear.

"You know what? For a split second, I wish I could find this planet. It's full of scumbags who are worse than me at everything, a bunch of practical idiots. I've got to go there and be their Superman."

"Isn't that Canada?"

The weasel thought for a while, and said with a sudden realization.

"Shut your dung-spitting mouth. Canada, tell me the truth!"

The two were pulling some useless things, and at this moment, Weasel's phone rang suddenly. Glancing at the number, Weasel immediately answered the phone respectfully, and immediately, Maria's voice rang in his ears.

"Take him down. Defense people would be interested in an alien. If he really is an alien. And if not, then a mental institution would be the best place for him."

It was such a result that it attracted the attention of the government. This is the fate of being too high-profile. After taking a sympathetic look at the rust, the weasel said to him apologetically.

"You're hired, sir. Good luck!"

Get the rust out and on to the next one. But the next candidate made Deadpool's eyes widen immediately.

Black chick with an afro, it's okay. The key is her explosive figure, which immediately made Deadpool almost stare out his eyes.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You've done a great job, I love it!"

"hat? What unique skill?"

Maybe for a slightly gay reason, Weasel didn't realize anything, so much so that he uttered a really stupid question. As for this, Deadpool just stared at the black chick's big breasts, and whispered to him at the same time.

"Didn't you see it? Such a great skill?"

"So big? How big is it?"

The weasel was still in a daze, and immediately, he heard a loud bang. It was the rumbling sound of the wall being smashed, and with such a sound, it actually meant that a female tyrannosaurus was not far away from erupting.

This made Deadpool immediately put away his fancy thoughts, and then asked the black chick solemnly.

"What's your name? Chick."

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