"Right, Zhou Cheng, almost forgot to tell you, the client attached a condition to this contract."
"He requests to be present when you kill the target. He wants to personally confirm the target's death."
"I know, this request is an insult to your professionalism. You're the famous Satan!"
"You're the Satan who single-handedly rescued Stark!"
"I'm also very angry about his request, but the client is insistent!"
"And Zhou Cheng, sometimes you have to understand, that we're ultimately a service industry..."
Wade Wilson began to earnestly persuade Zhou Cheng.
But Zhou Cheng didn't actually care about that kind of question at all; he was just feeling a bit curious.
In the eyes of someone like Deadpool, who had unknown origins, the employer's request might indeed seem a bit excessive and a slight to Zhou Cheng.
But for Zhou Cheng, who knew Madame Gao's background, he immediately had other suspicions.
Could it be that the employer who placed the order knew that Madame Gao was unkillable?
If that were the case, then that would be interesting.
After all, Madame Gao's secret was known to very few people, besides some of the Hand's absolute core members.
And regardless of who placed the order, if they knew this secret, they were undoubtedly not ordinary.
Of course.
All of this was just Zhou Cheng's random thoughts, without any basis, and he didn't care either.
After all, the guy spent ten million bucks, so what's a small request?
Is it too much?
"So Wade, does my commission also include protecting the client's safety?"
Zhou Cheng didn't express any resistance, just asked Wade Wilson a necessary question about the job.
"Nah, not necessary."
"The client is responsible for their own safety."
Wade Wilson gave a very clear answer, so it seemed he'd already discussed this matter with the client.
"In that case… I'll take the job!"
Zhou Cheng had no further issues and agreed readily.
"I'll let you know!"
Wade Wilson was very excited as he ended the communication with Zhou Cheng.
And Deadpool's efficiency was as fast as ever.
Just a few hours later, he gave Zhou Cheng an accurate answer.
"Zhou, it's all set!"
"But you have to act three days from now, that shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"The client will send me the specific location coordinates in three days. You'll rendezvous with the client first, and then take the client to complete the mission."
"I believe this will be a piece of cake for you, right?"
Three days from now?
For Zhou Cheng, that was naturally no problem. His diary could last for four or five days anyway.
Then, I'll just be a salted fish for another three days.
Anyway, a rich person's life is all about living comfortably.
"Zhou Cheng, I've sent you the coordinates!"
"I wish you a triumphant return!"
I have to say, the client was cautious enough.
It wasn't until the third night that Wade Wilson finally got the specific coordinates from them.
So, he immediately sent them to Zhou Cheng without delay.
"I'll let you know."
Zhou Cheng said confidently to Deadpool, then grabbed his uniform.
That's right, Deadpool had prepared a brand new uniform for Zhou Cheng.
It was stylish, cool, and bulletproof, and it also came with a new mask.
According to Deadpool, he had designed this new uniform himself! Considering that Deadpool's uniform in the movies was indeed designed by himself, and many Marvel superheroes also design their own uniforms…
Zhou Cheng believed him.
Zhou Cheng was impressed by Deadpool.
He hadn't expected Deadpool to have this talent. Frankly, Zhou Cheng was quite satisfied with the uniform he designed.
It was both beautiful and imposing, perfectly suited to Zhou Cheng's tastes.
So, naturally, there wasn't much else to say.
Zhou Cheng nonchalantly arrived at a deserted, secluded place and changed into his "Satan Suit."
He then spread the wings on his back and shot into the sky with a whoosh.
He effortlessly arrived in Hell's Kitchen and, following the coordinates, reached the place requested by the employer.
An abandoned factory.
Looking around.
He saw, in front of the mottled walls, under the moonlight...
An old man, as ancient as Madame Gao and on the verge of death, his hair already streaked with white, stood there, his gaze sharp as a blade.
Beside him, a woman in a red bodysuit, with a figure that was exceptionally hot, stood.
Like the old man, her mere presence exuded a sense of sharpness, clearly not an ordinary individual.
"So it's them!"
Zhou Cheng's heart skipped a beat. Just one glance was enough for him to recognize the two.
He wasn't surprised in the slightest.
The two people weren't just anyone.
They were none other than Stick and Elektra, two important figures from The Chaste, The Hand's sworn enemies.
Of course, technically, Stick was The Chaste, or rather, the last member of The Chaste.
Elektra and many other assassins under his command, for some reason, Stick hadn't inducted them into The Chaste.
Yet, he still led those people against The Hand.
But against a behemoth like The Hand, it was like throwing an egg against a rock.
But now, that was a different story.
It could only be said that Stick made a very correct decision.
He hired a cheater!
Swoosh!
While those messy thoughts flashed through his mind, Zhou Cheng wasn't idle either.
He dove straight down, landing in front of Stick and Elektra.
"So~"
"You really are as they say, you can fly!"
"Satan!"
Stick's sandpaper-rough voice rang out, devoid of any joy or sorrow, showing no emotional fluctuation.
He just made a stiff, emotionless exclamation.
"I hope this isn't just a lot of show!"
Elektra's words were ice cold.
It was clear that Elektra thought the rumors about Satan were exaggerated.
Zhou Cheng didn't bother to pay attention to what the two of them were thinking. He just raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, "Are we ready to go?"
"Not yet."
"Before that, we have one more thing to do."
Shhh shhh shhh!
The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly arose with Stick's words.
At the same time, from every dark corner around them…
A group of cold-blooded killers surged forward like a tide, completely surrounding Zhou Cheng.
The atmosphere on the scene instantly became grim and oppressive.
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