Chapter 3589 The Edge of Tomorrow (Thirty-five)

When he smashed Captain Boomerang down before, Pamela had already discovered that the most difficult revenge demon who could use his flame ability was standing on the second floor.

This guy's ability can be said to be the strongest in the entire X Task Force. Not only can he burn others with flames infinitely, but he can also become an Indian Vulcan at critical moments, swinging his fist to fight with others in close combat.

The most troublesome thing is his Tianke Pamela's plant ability. There is no plant in this world that is not afraid of fire. If you cannot kill him as soon as possible, then this action will definitely be a failure.

Fortunately, Pamela is not that kind of arrogant maniac. She firmly believes that she can solve all problems. When she came, she asked her teammates in the league tomorrow.

Pamela flashed and asked Vine to pull herself to the second floor. The moment she landed, she threw a grenade at the revenge demon who had just turned around.

The grenade exploded, and Pamela hid in the flower buds of the huge vine. The fear gas bomb with the scarecrow logo instantly filled a small area on the second floor. The revenge demon was not prepared enough and screamed on the spot.

Pamela didn't know if he could still get angry if he just tied him up with vines. So she chose the safest way - to take out the freezing gun and freeze him into a big ice lump.

At this time, Death Knives came to the second floor, and Talia rushed into the first floor. Death Knives swept another round from top to bottom, and then successfully defeated Death Sagittarius and the Witch.

"Go away!" said Death Knell, "that big shark is here!"

Pamela nodded, and the two of them went downstairs along the vines from the window behind the second floor and slipped away as fast as possible.

Talia on the first floor was still fighting with Batman in close combat, fighting against two without any disadvantage. Just as she was relying on her flexible figure to avoid Batman's kick and punched Batman's cheekbones, a strong figure roared in at the back door.

Death Knell and Pamela who had already slipped back into the car, finally had time to turn on the surveillance equipment and see the scene in the house.

When Death Knell knocked down the Death Shooter, he chose a good angle to let the other party lie on his back so that the monitoring equipment he put in his chest pocket could work normally. Although the angle was a bit awkward and he could only take a picture of half a room, he happened to be photographed with the scene of the Shark King rushing in.

"Is this big guy so strong?" Death Knell remembered Schiller's warning to them before they came.

"There are only two people in Task Force X. One is the vengeful demon who controls the flames, and the other is the shark king who looks less clever."

"The revenge demon has weaknesses. As long as it can attack his body, it will make his abilities unable to be exert. But you'd better avoid it. His skin is invulnerable and powerful. The most important thing is that you can't reason with him and don't even have the chance to beg for mercy. If you don't want to be eaten by him, it's better to stay away."

At this time, the surveillance screen also showed the current situation of the Assassin Alliance's combat. After the Shark King rushed in, he did not make any fancy moves. He grabbed a ninja with one click and stuffed it into his mouth.

A living person was swallowed directly by him. Talia turned around and was shocked when she saw this scene. She rushed towards the Shark King, but Talia's proud fighting skills were useless to the Shark King. The other party waved his arm and Talia was knocked away directly.

Talia fell heavily on the wall, coughed twice, and blood flowed out of her mouth. She found that there was no death knell and Pamela in the room, and she knew that the two of them probably ran away when they saw something was wrong.

Fortunately, they had achieved results, and most of the combat power of Task Force X was destroyed. Talia gritted her teeth, hugged her rope around the beam on the roof, took her to the second floor, and swung her directly through the window.

This operation was a great success. When Pamela and Death Knell returned to the base, they won warm applause from others.

"Did you all see it?" said Pamela.

"Yes, Miss, the scene you broke into the window was so handsome!" said Victor. "Of course, the world's number one mercenary is worthy of his reputation."

"How many have you killed?" Coppert obviously arrived just now and did not see the combat video.

"That person who plays with ropes should be dead." Death Knives thought for a while and said, "Some people who throw the boomerangs can save them, but they don't have much hope. Those who take sniper rifles should have a high probability of survival, but they have to rest for a few months."

"The witch's ribs were broken," said Pamela. "She should be the least injured, but her physical fitness is also the worst, and she probably won't be able to recover in just a few months."

"I've frozen the one who plays with fire." Pamela looked at Victor and said, "As long as no one can freeze your ice, he should never be able to participate in the battle."

"Who is left?" Schiller asked.

"The Shark King was not injured," said Pamela, "and there were fewer people in the squad, the one who had a samurai sword, probably went out and was not injured. Two Batmans injured one, but I think that little injury was nothing to them."

"You'd better pray that the two of them are busy enough," Schiller said. "If they know you hurt Batman, they'll make you look good."

"It's not my fault." Pamela looked at Death Knell.

"If he causes trouble for me, I'll say you asked me to do it." Death Knell walked aside and rubbed the gun, saying, "And he just injured his shoulder, so he shouldn't let the dog bite me, right?"

The League of Tomorrow was discussing the battle situation enthusiastically, but Amanda's office was like the cold winter. She seemed to be buried in a snow hole, and her heart was cold from head to toe.

"Why is this happening!! Why is it fucking this happening!!!" Amanda waved his arm in the middle of the office and said, "How dare that damn Assassin League do this?!!"

After the incompetence was furious for a while, she finally came to her senses. If the team she had carefully formed was ruined, then all the conditions promised by Diamond Street would not count.

Those people are the most ruthless. When you have value, how enthusiastic they are to you; when you lose value, they will be to you. Amanda doesn't want to be abandoned like this.

She stood in the middle of the office and turned around, then walked towards the command hall. The subordinates guarding the door came over to follow her. Amanda waved to him and said, "Enable prisons with numbers 101~103. In addition, release information on mercenary recruitment, and double the price to them. Be sure to pick out the strongest ones!"

In the dim prison corridor, fully armed security personnel opened the door of the cell under the protection of live-fire soldiers. A man with colorful polka dots all over his body walked out of the door.

Immediately afterwards, the second cell door opened. Before the figure came out, a sentence floated out first: "Is the first team's movement not going well? Super artificial intelligence finally drove Waller crazy?"

"It's still early to drive me crazy." Amanda's figure appeared at the end of the corridor, "Smart, long time no see."

"I know you don't want to see me, but I do want to meet Brenniak. You describe him so strongly, is it because you are all electronic idiots?"

"Don't be stubborn here." Amanda said leaning against the side of the wall, "Breniak is not as easy to deal with as you think. I guess he has a team under his command, and his professionalism is comparable to ours. Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought of you as an old hacker."

The figure in the cell finally came out. A man with long white hair stood opposite Amanda.

"No matter who they are, I will let them understand my awesomeness."

"I hope so."

In the office, a capable woman in a black leather jacket hurried over, placed a document in front of Amanda and said, "A good news, a bad news."

"The good news is that there are a lot of people responding to the hiring tasks we posted. We picked out the two of them that can be beaten the most. The bad news is that the one who can be beaten the most among the people is Death Knit, and the other is called Poison Ivy Girl, namely Pamela Eisley."

Amanda widened her eyes, but soon she withdrew her gaze and said, "This is what these mercenaries are. They will help whoever give them money. If the Assassin Alliance spends money to hire them, they will come to trouble us; but if we pay, they can naturally use it for us."

"There is another problem. The two of them asked for a high price." The woman frowned and said, "If you use this price to hire an ordinary mercenary, you can probably hire a legion."

"Weapons are expensive but not expensive. You have seen the performance of the two of them, and they are indeed worthy of the price. You tell them that our budget is very sufficient, and if they are willing to work hard, there will be additional bonuses."

The woman nodded and left. After a while, another subordinate walked in and said, "The Slipperknot has been confirmed to be dead. The Boomerang Captain is still in rescue, and the situation is not very optimistic. The Death Shooter has escaped from the danger period and is still under observation."

"However, the frozen vengeful demon cannot be unlocked. We have initially confirmed that this technology belongs to cryogenicist Victor Fries, and has also found a support phone number on the website of his research team. Do you want to call him?"

"This ice is so powerful? There is nothing to do with the flames?"

"This kind of ice cube is called dense ice, which can almost achieve zero heat exchange with the outside world. The technology has been put into market-oriented application for more than five years, and it is estimated that it can win the Nobel Prize within five years."

"Although there is no news report on the application of this technology to weapons, he should have given the weapons privately to his students to defend themselves. Miss Esley should have obtained it from him."

"Then contact me with this Professor Fries," said Amanda. "It's easy to ask him to work for us."

After the subordinate left, Amanda wanted to go back to his office, but suddenly he rushed in and said, "The wise man's mental illness has occurred again. He said that he had spent 150 years in the past hour. Our people subdued him, but he did not receive psychological treatment."

"Damn it! Why do something happens at this time?!" Amanda cursed, and suddenly thought of something, "Is that Victor Fries a professor at Gotham University? Go and call me back and ask him to invite another person over here, hurry up!"

"Okay, OK, who do you want?"

"Schille Rodriguez."

Half an hour later, Schiller stood outside the door of the cell, looking at the white-haired man sitting inside, wanting to speak but stopping.

"Professor Schiller, I'm not asking you to come here to see you stand silent." Amanda said with his arms in his arms, "Is there any rescue in this situation?"

"The big price you spend is the only reason I am willing to stand here now," Schiller said. "Even if there is a rescue, are you planning to get a mentally ill patient in recovery to deal with alien super artificial intelligence?"
Chapter completed!