American comics: From Hogwarts to God on Earth

Chapter 621 Crossbones: Hey, I'm just playing around, is that not allowed?

Aisley's accusations had no effect on Taskmaster, a former high-ranking agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. until he was shot and injected with a serum made by the mission's target during a mission.

This serum doesn't transform Taskmaster into a powerful being like Sentinel, whose body contains the energy of a million exploding stars, but it does significantly enhance his memory, allowing Taskmaster to perfectly and accurately replicate a target's physical movements.

This is also the origin of his code name.

The Taskmaster lowered his center of gravity and charged toward Asley with the ferocity of a wild beast, his claws slashing at Asley's vital side with a tricky angle.

Seeing this, Ashley suddenly pushed the soldier in front of her away, and at the same time, she quickly spun around and kicked out with her right leg again, accurately kicking the wrist of the Imitation Master who was holding the blade, knocking the metal blade off course.

The fighting inside the house shook the dust off the roof and knocked the wooden table askew. Instead of panicking and hiding, Judd quickly ran upstairs as planned, quietly grabbed a thick piece of firewood, held it in his hand, and then curled up in a corner.

She knew she couldn't threaten those damned Hydras, and she was also well aware that going out at this time would not only fail to help Esley, but would also make her a prisoner of the enemy, thus dragging Esley down with her.

So the most important thing right now is to buy time for the father. As long as Logan comes back, everything will be alright.

The problem is that Asri, who bears the greatest pressure, understands very well that the current situation is actually very dangerous.

Two elite soldiers were no match for him, but the Imitation Master was quite formidable. After he had ambushed her but was instead kicked away by her, Ashley mistakenly thought he was nothing special. However, in their direct confrontation, she discovered something was amiss.

Taskmaster is no ordinary person. His difficulty far exceeds Aisley's imagination. His superb combat experience makes him a favorite of S.H.I.E.L.D., Hydra, and other villainous organizations, who often hire him as an instructor.

During the Golden Age, Taskmaster was Deadpool's friend and fought against top superheroes like Captain America. As for whether he won or not—well, let's just say whether he's still alive today.

During her fight with him, Aisley only felt frustrated—she thought Taskmaster was just using her father's moves against her, but his fighting style was extremely versatile, sometimes fair and square, sometimes ruthless and vicious.

While she was trying to kill the two elite soldiers and focus on dealing with Taskmaster, her intentions were already seen through by Taskmaster and easily thwarted. However, Taskmaster's attacks often had unexpected effects.

In just a few moments, Ashley's face, chest, and forearms were covered in wounds. If it weren't for her spider-sense, she would probably be dead by now.

Snap snap snap—

Crossbones stood at the door, clapping his hands with a smile on his face. Upon hearing the applause, Taskmaster and the other two elite soldiers withdrew from the battle as if they had rehearsed it countless times.

Ashley gasped for breath and didn't dare to pursue them any further. She knew that this was all just a show arranged by Crossbones and Taskmaster for their amusement, and that they could shoot them at any time if they wanted to.

Don't forget, there's still a ring of Hydra soldiers outside with guns raised. Ever since they arrived, Aisley's spider senses haven't stopped.

But it doesn't matter; their antics will only buy time for their father's arrival.

"You played very well," Crossbones said, his eyes sinister, but a sinister smile on his face, clearly very satisfied with Asri's "performance." "However, your technique is still lacking, but if you agree, perhaps the Führer will pardon your crimes—"

At this moment, Judd leaned out from the second floor and bravely said, "Then—could you tell me about the benefits and compensation first?"

Aisley's eyes widened. Her simple mind was not enough to understand Judd's purpose, and she thought that Judd wanted to betray her and her father.

But Judd's goal was actually quite simple: to buy time.

"Tsk." Crossbones' expression clearly showed some displeasure. "We don't get holidays, we work 12 hours a day, but we get food and accommodation, and after get off work we are provided with entertainment facilities and various hidden benefits."

"Hidden benefits?"

Judd's words made Crossbones laugh. "Of course, you can just pick a few handsome little boys or pretty little girls on the street, make up some excuse, lock them up and make them do whatever you want, or find an excuse to collect money from street vendors—things like that."

In short—serving the President brings unimaginable joy, indulgence, and wealth—

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"That----"

Just as Judd was about to say something more, Aisley glared at her. "What are you asking? Even if they want to hire someone, they'll hire me. What's it to you?"

After saying that, Aisley turned to Crossbones and said, "The benefits seem pretty good, but I have another question—if I join your team, can I become the lord of this land?"

Crossbones paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"You're fucking interesting," Crossbones said, a hint of regret in his eyes. "I'm a little reluctant to kill you, but unfortunately, if I don't kill you now, Taskmaster will tell Red Skull everything—"

A rare hint of fear flashed across his usually tough face. "Wait, don't waste time! Taskmaster, come with me! You two, go grab that black-haired one and use her as bait!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Crossbones pushed off the ground and charged forward. His carbon fiber tactical armor did not affect his speed at all. He clenched his iron fist and smashed it straight at Asri's face like an iron hammer.

Taskmaster also joined Crossbones in the attack, but this time, Taskmaster focused on the lower body.

The two elite soldiers immediately changed targets, no longer bothering Aisley, but instead locking onto Judd, who had just peeked out. They drew their military daggers and quickly surrounded him, their steps steady and swift, giving Judd no time to escape.

Seeing the movements of the two elite soldiers, Ashley became extremely anxious. Ignoring Judd's previous behavior, she loudly questioned, "Hey, can't she join you?"

"No!" Crossbones replied coldly. "Not only her, but you can't either. After all, you're the descendants of superheroes."

"You fucking ask me if you can't?" Ashley cursed loudly.

Crossbones' reply only fueled Ashley's anger. "I've said it before, the Führer might be able to pardon your crimes and grant you permission to join us. But in my experience, that's impossible."

Damn!

Aisley cursed under her breath; she was completely unable to escape from Crossbones and Taskmaster. But Judd, on the other hand, didn't have any superpowers, and if her father didn't arrive soon—