In front of Superman, you have no choice but to give yourself to a little girl.

California, Los Angeles.

The city's neon lights and the starry sky embedded in the night sky complement each other, while sirens and engine roars resound through the night.

A vintage car with multiple dents was speeding at an unbelievable 200 mph on the highway, the creaking of the frame mixed with the mournful roar of the engine.

A figure dressed in a black and red bodysuit sat in the driver's seat, completely oblivious to the mournful groans of the old car beneath him.

That makes sense, after all, he stole the car and modified it beyond recognition. Otherwise, how could the old car possibly reach 200 miles per hour?

"It's smoking again?"

Deadpool, or rather, Crazy Deadpool, who stole the car, shrugged indifferently.

Hearing the sirens behind him, he casually pulled out a grenade, removed the safety pin, and threw it behind him.

As the explosion faded into the distance, Crazy Deadpool seemed to see something, his eyes lit up, and he drifted straight into a large shopping mall.

Soon after, the sounds of shattered glass, screams, and mall alarms rang out. Crazy Deadpool, with his superb skills, smashed through the glass at a tricky angle and flew into the mall, where he played a real-life bumper car game.

Outside the mall, a dozen police cars and two armed police helicopters surrounded all the mall's entrances and exits, and kept shouting through loudspeakers for the Mad Deadpool inside to come out and surrender.

However, despite their superior numbers, they lacked confidence, given that the madman in the tight-fitting suit inside had already killed many of their men.

Even before this madman appeared and caused serious damage, they urgently mobilized a significant amount of police force, sealing off the streets and organizing various teams including bomb disposal experts, negotiators, and medical emergency personnel.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain. The negotiation expert was shot as soon as he showed his face, and many people from the other groups also died. Two of the four armed police helicopters that were originally deployed were dismantled.

What followed were the classic awful car chase scenes, and the fruit stand that would always get smashed up during every car chase.

They've tracked Deadpool all the way here...

After calling out several times without receiving a response, the lead police inspector was about to send someone into the mall to test the situation when he received orders from his superiors.

The police inspector holding the phone seemed to have heard some incredible information, and his eyes widened instinctively.

Then he vaguely felt that the hum of the helicopter propellers was getting louder and louder, and at the same time, more engine noises came from afar.

The incredulous crowd turned to look and saw more than a dozen armed helicopters marked with "M" flying toward them and landing on the rooftops of various high-rise buildings.

Dozens of fully armed field agents set up high-energy ion sniper rifles on the rooftops of various high-rise buildings, aiming at the interior of the mall from all directions. As long as Crazy Deadpool "looks at the camera," he will be shot in the head.

The roar of engines, which had been approaching from afar, suddenly decreased. Half a minute later, a hemispherical force field barrier covered an area of ​​more than three city blocks.

To the astonishment of the officers, dozens of heavy armored vehicles came to a stop not far from them.

Hundreds of equally armed field agents disembarked from armored vehicles, led by a tactical special operations team of more than a dozen people.

"From this moment forward, this place will be under the complete control of our Tomorrow Fortress Security Company."

The senior special agents in charge took out formal on-site takeover documents such as the "Agent Law Enforcement Appointment Order" and signaled to the police superintendent in a calm tone - you can leave now.

"Tomorrowford...the Superman one?"

The police inspector didn't pay attention to the tone of the senior special agent on the other end, after all, he knew that these kinds of people were usually retired soldiers or the like.

The soldiers of this country have recently shown significant shortcomings in their quality, and their clashes with the police have become frequent... It can only be said that the tone of the other party was already considered mild.

"Superman is here too?!"

Among the many police officers behind the police superintendent, apart from a few who remembered the situation inside the mall, the rest curiously gathered around.

"We can handle this small fry; he's not worthy of the BOSS's attention."

The elite special agents recruited new members, and then a lightly armed team put on stealth optical camouflage suits to infiltrate the mall.

"Will this... really work?"

The police inspector looked visibly uneasy. "That madman inside is no ordinary person."

The senior special agents just smiled dismissively – what do you think we did before we reformed?

Without explanation, the senior special agents left a group to block the entrances and exits, and sent more than fifty field agents into the mall through various entrances and exits. Then, he led a special agents team and barged into the mall through the main entrance in front of him.

"All personnel on high alert!"

Upon entering the mall, the floor was littered with corpses—the perpetrators had no intention of leaving any survivors!

The senior special agent drew an electric pulse short rod and a pistol loaded with a neurotoxin bullet.

"Cut off the power!"

After the technicians inside the armored vehicle cut off the mall's power, the special agents activated the night vision function on their helmets, on guard against the possibility of a crazy Deadpool appearing at any moment.

Although they said these were just minor characters, they knew the guys here were difficult to deal with, otherwise they wouldn't have brought so many people.

"The lady is very interested in this fellow; try to capture him alive."

Even if we can't catch them alive, the dead still have value.

After all that Crazy Deadpool has been causing trouble, even if they haven't actually seen it yet, their intelligence network has already figured out who the person inside is.

It was precisely because she knew who was inside that Viper became interested—she was very curious about where this second Dead Servant came from and how he appeared.

"Yo ho~ You guys want to hang out with me too?"

As we entered the jewelry section of the mall, a cold, mocking voice came from above.

Bang—the bullet knocked away a watch that reflected a faint light.

"spread!"

The lead special agent used the arm holding the pistol to support the arm carrying the electric pulse baton, but to his astonishment, his specially made baton was easily split in two like tofu.

His long-accumulated combat instincts allowed him to narrowly dodge the attack, and he turned and swung a whip kick, but the Mad Deadpool easily bent back and dodged the kick.

The two men regained their footing, and the senior agent raised his gun to fire, but Crazy Deadpool grabbed his arm, and the bullet missed.

Crazy Deadpool swung his knife-wielding hand at the waist of the senior agent, who then kicked Crazy Deadpool in the chest, narrowly breaking free from his grasp.

In just two or three seconds of exchange, the senior special agents had already figured out the opponent's strength—they couldn't beat him.

Although they were the elite of the elite when they were still with Hydra, and even Zola, who had seen Steve, commented that if the whole team attacked together, they should be able to hold off Steve, who was unarmed, for a short while in close combat.

Don't underestimate this short time. Although they were given medication, it wasn't the super soldier serum. The fact that they were able to hold out for a while is because they have trained their combat skills to the top level that ordinary people can reach.

Even so, in the brief exchange just now, the senior special agent realized that the opponent's fighting skills were no less than his own, and might even be better!

Moreover, his strength is ridiculously great, and it's obvious that the medicine he's been given is more advanced than his own—or it's possible that it's not medicine but a mutation.

The senior agents didn't know much about "Deadpool," only that he was rumored to be a psychopath.