The phone exploded!"
"Director Kennedy's head burst open!"
"Call an ambulance! Maybe he can still be saved!"
"Boss? That person earlier… he seemed to have died…"
Felicia stammered, her words unclear.
"Focus. Don't mind anything else. It's just a little rat."
Aaron was well aware of the situation, as he was the one who detonated the phone.
Was it hard to make a phone explode?
It was just a thought.
Everyone else uses high-end phones, but you use a Four-star. If you don't explode, who will? You deserve it!
Just a slight increase in the battery's temperature, and the battery goes boom! So satisfying!
Aaron even thoughtfully added some heat to the person's brain. If they didn't die from that, he'd have to wonder if they were a mutant with a healing factor.
However, halfway through their drive,
Aaron's eyebrow twitched. "Watch out!"
He grabbed the busy Felicia with one hand, shattering the car roof with a thunderous crash. His right hand shot out a web, latching onto a streetlight.
The next second,
A person descended from the sky, splitting the custom-made bulletproof Rolls-Royce with a single slash!
"Hey buddy, you can shoot webs like a spider? That's so cool!"
"But maybe it's a silkworm? Should I call you Spider-Man? Or Silkworm-Man?"
Aaron gazed down. It was a chatty man in a flashy red bodysuit and a sturdy mask, constantly clutching his waist and wriggling as if he'd twisted it from an overly dramatic pose.
"Deadpool?"
"Wow, I didn't expect the legendary Mr. Devil to even know my codename. I'm truly honored!"
"Oh my goodness, are you a fan of mine? Is my fame already so widespread among the upper echelons of the U.S.?"
"Perhaps I should always carry two pens, one as a spare, specifically for autographs."
"So… do you need an autograph? I can sign it on your face, your palm, or if you have special preferences, even on your butt isn't out of the question…"
As he spoke, Deadpool suddenly straightened his waist and limped quickly towards Aaron.
His special material dual katanas sliced through the streetlight as easily as tofu!
"Although you're my fan, could you please stand still and let me take a swing? Don't worry, my blade is very fast, it definitely won't get stuck!"
"Just one arm, just one arm!"
"My employer wants to teach you a lesson, leave your head intact so you can continue making money for him, and give you time to think things through. So don't worry… you won't die."
"This is the first time I've met such a generous employer. A million for one arm! So, apologies…"
With every swing, Deadpool's mouth rattled on like a machine gun.
God knows how his speaking speed could keep up with the speed of his flashing blades.
Aaron held Felicia with one arm, effortlessly dodging and weaving.
Even if Deadpool's blades were fast enough to precisely split bullets, with his superhuman agility and spider-sense, he always easily avoided them, without any pressure.
"What? My arm is only worth a million? This is the greatest insult to me!"
Aaron was very angry. They looked down on him too much, wanting to buy his arm for only a million? Which dimwit with a hole in their head was it!
Oh, it was Kennedy. Then it's fine.
Who told you to have the same name as that person? This karma, you can't bear it!
And also,
"Pay for my car!!"
Aaron's tone was chilling. His only free right hand shot out like a viper that had been coiled for a long time.
Amidst the curtain of blades, with an extremely bizarre posture, he simultaneously used his index and middle fingers, and his ring and pinky fingers, to grip the two intersecting blade edges!
"What the f*ck?!!!"
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Chapter 29: I'm laying my cards on the table, I'm a cheat
This is insane!
It's truly insane!
How fast were Deadpool's blades? Shattering bullets and deflecting them were commonplace.
He could complete a swing in milliseconds, manipulating enemies with terrifying intuition and dynamic vision!
As a fellow super-healer, Deadpool's mastery of combat techniques could easily overpower the brute-force-only Wolverine!
In the past, Deadpool often showed off his impenetrable, watertight swordplay to other gun-wielding mercenaries.
In all these years, this was the only time he had been shown up by someone else like this!
"My blades… you can keep up with my speed!"
Deadpool looked at Aaron in surprise.
"I admit your blades are fast, but what if I activate my magic card – Kato's Hand?"
Aaron was quite confident.
His reaction speed was already countless times beyond ordinary people, plus his flexible hands, which even the Primordial Crucible admired.
Just as no one could last long before his ten fingers.
Similarly, he could also grip fast blades with extremely bizarre postures!
Such flexible hands allowed him to perform various anti-human movements, combined with his super strength, far exceeding Deadpool's.
"If you can break free, I lose!"
Deadpool's shrill voice rang out: "You're the boss of the Osborn Group, you're at least a quick draw! Why are you stealing jobs from us mercenaries living on the poverty line?!"
"Do your parents know you're such a good fighter?"
Deadpool instinctively tried to snatch back his katanas and try again.
Maybe it was just a coincidence earlier?
He didn't believe Aaron was truly that abnormal.
However, no matter how hard he pulled, even holding one katana with both hands and tugging like he was wrestling a stubborn ox, he still couldn't reclaim his beloved blades.
It was as if his beloved blades were originally a part of Aaron's body, inseparable!
"One hand… grabbed both my katanas!"
"The other hand is still holding a girl!"
"Motherf*cker! Is there any justice in this world? You must be God's illegitimate son!"
Wait!
Deadpool's eyes suddenly widened.
"So that man was you… Even if I hold a girl with one hand and bear the weight of the world, I, Aaron, am still invincible!"
Seeing that he couldn't pull them free, Deadpool started reciting lines while directly kicking.
He wanted to use Aaron's rock-solid body as leverage to reclaim his beloved blades by pushing off with one foot.
Good heavens, did you just break the fourth wall and come back?
Aaron was a bit surprised, but he was quickly dumbfounded by this guy's actions!
Who gave you the nerve to even step on my body for leverage?
No, it shouldn't be put that way.
Deadpool wasn't stupid; he was simply fearless!
Aaron knew how powerful Deadpool's super healing ability was. It surpassed his own—a bug-like healing factor that allowed him to recover quickly even if only his head or even just one hand remained!
So Deadpool was fearless, because no one could kill him!
Deadpool knew this action would provoke a violent retaliation, but he did it anyway.
As his right foot extended, Aaron quickly kicked out, his steel-hard right leg sweeping towards the opponent's shin bone.
As the two connected, Deadpool let out a heartfelt cry of pain, his right shin easily snapped like a cracker.
"Hey buddy, I just wanted some leverage, but you broke my leg!"
Deadpool shrieked, yet his hands still didn't let go of his beloved blades.
Aaron's mouth twitched. He swept at the other leg, striking again.
Deadpool saw it, but he couldn't react at all!
Another crisp sound of bone cracking, and his left leg bone also broke!
"Oh sh*t! This is outrageous! I only wanted one of your arms, but you shattered the bones in both my legs!"
"I don't care! Pay me! I want medical expenses! If I don't get a million today, I'm not getting up!"
Deadpool immediately began a lesson in faking an injury. Others fake it, but he genuinely broke his bones!
He was a professional at faking injuries!
"Are you f*cking choosing your blades over your life?!"
Aaron was speechless. Even with both legs broken, Deadpool still wouldn't let go, clinging tightly to the sword hilts.
His entire lower body was dragged on the ground, screaming and wriggling like a caterpillar.
"These are my blades!"
"I've already lost my poor legs, I absolutely cannot lose my beloved blades!"
Deadpool looked like a man who would die for his blades!
"As a swordsman, as long as the man lives, the blade lives. If the blade breaks, the man dies!"
"Oh really, do you think this is a wuxia drama?"
Aaron already knew Deadpool was shameless, flamboyant, and despicable, but encountering him today, he felt that those descriptions were still too conservative.
When a man is truly shameless, he is invincible!
Kid, you're already invincible!
In this situation, another person would certainly have no good solution.
But… I'm not just anyone!
I am above the invincible!
Aaron put Felicia down, gripped the blades with four fingers, and started spinning in place.
It's my turn now. Behold – the Cyclone Top!
"Ah ah ah ah ah… So stimulating! Faster! Faster! Oh no, I'm coming! No! Stop! You're too amazing, oh~~ I can't take it anymore…"
"Ah—it's coming out! It's coming out quickly! So good!"
Aaron took a deep breath; he couldn't stand this guy anymore!
Electricity flashed in his eyes, and a hundred thousand volts surged along the blades into Deadpool's body, instantly frying him until he was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, his hair standing on end!
His entire face turned black.
But Deadpool was still incredibly resilient.
Even if you chop me into pieces, my hands will remain attached to my beloved blades!