"Show mercy? Malcolm, how dare you even bring up mercy to me?"
"Back then in Star City, you wanted to cut off the entire lower district from the so-called upper district without a word, and even directly buried earthquake generators in the lower district, preparing to let an entire district of ordinary people be buried with your wife, right?"
"What I hate most is guys like you who always have excuses!"
"Your wife died, and instead of seeking revenge on the guy who killed her, you went after the entire lower district?"
"Your shitty logic, I'm really afraid it'll be inherited by Thea."
Oliver had dealt with Merlyn for a long time.
But cursing him out so directly was a first.
Oliver himself wasn't the sharp-tongued, joke-spouting type, but Merlyn's three arrows just now really pissed him off.
Damn it, what kind of good person aims at the glabella, heart, and groin simultaneously?
Just thinking about it makes him angry!
So he unhesitatingly drew Star Fury, and a magic arrow shot toward Malcolm.
Malcolm tilted his head slightly and dodged the arrow.
Then, just as he was about to open his mouth to mock, the intuition he had honed over many years in the League of Assassins told him…
Run!
Sure enough, the moment he ducked, the magic arrow behind him exploded violently, turning into a sky full of stars.
Malcolm broke out in a cold sweat.
If he had been even half a second slower just now, he would have been seriously injured by that explosive force.
"What kind of ability is this? How come I didn't know you became a metahuman?"
"Metahuman? You still overestimate me, I'm still just an ordinary person." Although Oliver said he was an ordinary person, in reality, after possessing Star Fury, his ranged firepower was no worse than Tony Stark's mechs.
His only drawback might be his low defense.
"…But that's fine, this way I don't need to show mercy."
"Even for me, this kind of thing is too difficult."
Malcolm said, finally revealing the sinister cold smile Oliver was familiar with.
The real battle had only just begun.
…
"Cough, cough, cough! Damn the American Government, I really want to stab you two! Interfering with the Federal Bureau of Investigation's work, you really think your lives are too tough, don't you?"
"Wade, you talk too much."
"Slade, stop talking to me like that hypocritically! You're the legendary figure 'Deathstroke' in the underground World, your crappy name, without a thirty-year-old case of chuunibyou, you really couldn't come up with it!"
"Hmph, 'Deadpool' isn't a great name either."
"Dear cousin, we've been at odds since we were young, our positions always opposite. I didn't expect that even our workplaces after growing up would be opposing."
Wade Wilson and Slade Wilson.
"Deadpool" and "Deathstroke."
Even the weapons constantly clashing in their hands were both dual blades.
Wade had the advantage of superior weapon material.
And Slade, due to the Mirakuru in his body, had long since easily surpassed human physical limits.
So the stance presented was a stalemate.
But Wade hadn't forgotten that there was also a Red Hulk nearby!
So he deliberately feigned an opening, and was sent flying backward by a slash from Slade, falling beside Oliver.
Of course, the price Slade paid for this was that his two blades snapped.
"Hmph, your Federal Bureau of Investigation's supplies are really abundant."
Slade snorted coldly, casually tossing the broken dual blades to the ground.
As the Captain of Suicide Squad Alpha, Slade said to the Red Hulk beside him:
"General Ross, what are you waiting for? You haven't made a move since the beginning."
"Slade, I advise you to be more polite when you speak." The Red Hulk's red eyes glanced at him. "My rank is higher than Amanda Waller's, joining this damn Suicide Squad is just to not waste my abilities, it doesn't mean you can ride roughshod over me."
The Red Hulk, also known as General Ross, although somewhat displeased with Slade, after saying this, clenched his fists and walked toward Oliver and Wade who had fallen together.
As a U.S. General, the missions that needed to be completed still had to be completed.
However, he could do so without being so ruthless.
General Ross still had a conscience, knowing who had rescued him from HYDRA's clutches and who had helped him break free from HYDRA's brainwashing.
"Oliver Queen, Wade Wilson, I advise you not to resist any further. We are merely here to carry out the American Government's orders to reclaim all resources of the 'family.' As long as you don't obstruct us, we won't lay a hand on you."
Oliver and Wade exchanged bitter smiles.
Damn it, haven't you already made your move?
"Oliver, how long has your Star Fury been charging?"
"It started the moment those two began spouting nonsense."
"Alright, shoot that big red fatty, and then we'll run straight into the woods!"
After communicating in almost inaudible voices, Oliver suddenly raised his hand, his longbow Star Fury already brimming with explosive energy.
When an arrow was shot, there was faintly the sound of wind and thunder.
Slade, standing next to the Red Hulk, reacted instantly, rolling to hide behind a large tree.
The Red Hulk wasn't so lucky, he was directly splattered in the face by this powerful energy arrow!
Malcolm was also affected by the aftermath of this energy arrow's explosion, instinctively raising his hand to shield his eyes.
Oliver and Wade turned and ran without hesitation.
It's a joke, they naturally weren't afraid of a 2v2, but a 2v3, and the extra opponent was a Red Hulk!
They would be crazy to go head-to-head!
But they hadn't run far…
The red fatty took a huge leap and directly blocked their path!
"Phew, Oliver Queen, thank you for that arrow, it successfully enraged me."
Red light, symbolizing energy, still flickered on his skin.
If Dante were present, he would probably scold Green Arrow and Deadpool severely!
Hitting the Red Hulk with an energy arrow!?
Damn it, isn't that just charging him up?
General Ross grinned grimly. Although he could maintain his intelligence and personality after transforming into the Hulk, his temper would still be affected.
He became more unstable.
Especially as his anger rose, along with the synchronous increase in body temperature, his rationality gradually peeled away.
Just as he raised his hand, preparing to completely incapacitate the two in front of him, a flash of intertwined yellow and blue electricity streaked by.
The next moment, the two who had been within his grasp had disappeared from their original spot.
(To be continued.)