Dragon Raja: Starting with Deadpool, Evolving Through Devouring

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If Wesley and his gang of thugs hadn't chosen to cause trouble in the first place, none of the subsequent events would have occurred.

Therefore, he felt no need to pity such a person.

"I...I...I'm warning you, don't touch me!"

Wesley was shaking uncontrollably from head to toe. He felt that his worldview had completely collapsed after seeing what Cao Han had done, and he didn't even have the courage to point his gun at Cao Han again.

And the other side.

With cries of pain, the remaining people were also finished off one by one by Lucy Pallas without any expression.

The scene fell silent in an instant, leaving only the two of them and Wesley, the only one who had escaped the net.

Those thugs who had been watching the commotion and making a fuss in the air-raid shelters, if they still had any sense of what was going on, would have already made their escape as soon as they realized things were going badly.

They were completely stunned by the strength and ruthless methods displayed by Lucy Pallas.

For these people, it's best to avoid unnecessary trouble and avoid provoking others if possible.

"Gold Tooth, didn't you just say you wanted to make a move on that pretty girl? I'm rooting for you, go for it!"

"Damn it, Johnson, do you think I'm an idiot?"

"Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. These two don't seem to have any good intentions. The air-raid shelter is our territory, we can't just give it up so easily!"

“I’ve always told you to use your brain more. Did you see the license plate number on that snowmobile? How could someone like that want to be in this dump?”

Who are you calling brainless?

"I'll talk to whoever speaks to me!"

"..."

Outside, all was calm, but inside the air-raid shelter, the arrival of two uninvited guests caused a complete uproar.

Most people at the bottom of society can be described as indifferent to this; they simply don't care if it doesn't concern them.

When even survival is so difficult, how can one have the leisure to care about other things?

The three major factions, however, held different views, except for those who considered air-raid shelters as part of their own power.

Inside the air-raid shelter, inside a shipping container covered with all sorts of unconventional graffiti, though small, it was fully equipped with all kinds of household appliances.

At this moment, the leaders of the three major factions inside the air-raid shelter have gathered inside the container.

However, the three leaders no longer had their usual arrogant expressions; instead, they looked worried and their furrowed brows looked like they could trap a fly in them.

The small container space was filled with smoke, and everyone had a cigarette in their hand.

They sat together for a long time, discussing the matter with Cao Han and Lucy Pallas, who were of unknown origin, but couldn't come to any conclusion.

gun?

They certainly have them, but they dare not use them lightly.

If even the Dragon King can have twins, then a city naturally has two sides to it; where there is light, there must be darkness.

The leaders of the relevant departments are not fools; they have tried to clean it up before.

No matter how much they clean it, after a while the air-raid shelters will always become gathering places for homeless people, the poor, and hooligans again.

Over time, the only option left is to change the strategy and choose between "default" and "control".

The default premise is that air-raid shelters provide a place for homeless people to hide in the freezing cold, preventing them from freezing to death on the streets.

Control means preventing malicious incidents from occurring beyond the permitted scope.

Upon hearing their subordinates' report, the three leaders immediately realized that the two intruders were definitely not from their country, which instantly made the problem even more complicated.

In places like theirs, it's perfectly normal for a few people to die every day; nobody would care. But if two foreigners of considerable status were to die...

I'm afraid everyone present will be in big trouble the next day.

They can't fight back, and they can't solve the problem either; this is what worries them the most.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the cave entrance.

Clang—

The crisp sound of metal hitting the ground rang out. Wesley looked at the bullet that had rolled off the car and landed at his feet, then looked at the boy who had finally turned to face him.

This time, however, it was a condescending gaze from above, and even a light touch of those indifferent eyes felt like falling into an abyss.

Boundless fear spread through Wesley's mind, completely shattering his defenses.

Thinking of Cao Han's inhuman behavior, Wesley couldn't muster any courage. Desperate to survive, he disregarded everything else, threw down his pistol, and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to Cao Han inside the car, muttering incantations:

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!..."

Lucy Pallas ignored the black thug leader kneeling and begging for mercy, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly that this guy was too clever for his own good, not knowing that the pushover he had picked was the most terrifying one in the world.

"Captain, what should we do with this person?"

Although the academy's executive department has explicit regulations that executive officers cannot easily target ordinary people, the definition of "easily" is not up to them.

Given Cao Han's status at the school, these people's deaths would be in vain.

“If he hadn’t fired, it would have been fine, but now that he has, I can’t just stand by and watch him damage this car,” Cao Han said with a hint of helplessness. “Alright, no matter how much you kowtow, it won’t help. We just came to consult someone about something, but since you’re deliberately courting death, there’s nothing we can do.”

After finishing his speech, Cao Han got out of the car and came to the black man. He saw that the man was unmoved and was still kowtowing to himself, as if he believed that this was the only way to survive.

“They must be completely terrified. It looks like we won’t get anything out of them,” Lucy Pallas concluded after taking a look.

"Then let's just go in."

Anyway, there were plenty of people inside the air-raid shelter, so Cao Han wasn't worried about not finding the person he was looking for.

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Wesley, thinking he had escaped unscathed, stopped kowtowing and was about to get up when a fierce blizzard swept through, leaving a thin crack on his neck...

Take a short leave

Pidan went to Hainan and is exhausted, so he needs a day to rest and recuperate.

Therefore, I would like to ask all my readers to take a day off.

Chapter 157 Intricacies

"They're coming in!!!"

These five simple words spread like wildfire throughout the air-raid shelter, becoming known to everyone.

Just like the "boy who cried wolf" in the fairy tale, most people looked at the two with a hint of wariness in their indifferent gazes.

The fate of Wesley and his gang was obvious when they saw that the two of them were unharmed.

No one or any force wants to follow in the footsteps of Wesley and his ilk.

Drug addicts, prostitutes, vagrants, gangsters... everywhere you look is filth. It's hard to imagine that such a filthy place could exist in modern civilized society.

"Captain, what should we do next?"

"We'll wait for the fish to take the bait," Cao Han said confidently.

As soon as the words were spoken, a man appeared not far in front of the two men, waiting for them with a respectful expression. "My lords, our boss invites you inside for a chat. You can sit down and discuss anything that may be on your mind."

This is the plan that the leaders of the three major forces in the air-raid shelter came up with after discussing and deliberating for a long time. To put it bluntly, it is to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

First, adopt the proper attitude.

Then, no matter what requests the other party makes, they will try their best to cooperate and meet them. The costs will be shared by all three parties, so no one will say that they are the one who is particularly disadvantaged.

To sit on the throne in such a chaotic place, one's intelligence must be top-notch.

They knew very well that the huge air-raid shelter they considered their territory would be nothing to the suddenly appearing boys and girls.

Therefore, there is only one goal: to do everything possible to send the two people away.

Of course, these are all based on their analysis and deductions, and there is no substantial evidence to prove them.

Therefore, for safety reasons, the three leaders jointly selected a suitable person to take the initiative to contact Cao Han and Lucy Pallas.

And that person was none other than the old black man standing right in front of them.

This old black guy had no other merits, except that he was senior enough to be among the first batch of homeless people to sneak into the air-raid shelter. With his decent reputation among the many homeless people, he became someone that the three leaders were wary of.

At this moment, Old Black wanted nothing more than to curse the three female members of the leaders' families, if they were still alive.

He didn't waste those years living in the air-raid shelter.

Before he stepped forward, a close friend of his had come to tell him what had just happened at the entrance of the air-raid shelter.

Hearing about the miserable state of Wesley's group, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Although Wesley's group only numbered a dozen or twenty, they were all brave, violent, and lawless individuals, making them someone that most people in the air-raid shelter would rather avoid.

It's not that we're afraid of such a small group of people, but rather that nobody in this world wants to do a losing business.

Putting aside the cost of eliminating Wesley and his gang, there would be almost no benefit to be gained afterward.

money?

They're probably all dirt poorer than they are.

arms?

In places like this, it's not hard to get these things if you have money.

Territory?

Those are all good things to be divided up among the three major powers. Anyone who dares to reach out will only become the target of everyone's criticism.

To sum it up, this group of guys who despised dogs actually fell completely at the hands of these two... no, it's said that the only one who actually made a move was a girl who exuded an aristocratic aura and seemed completely out of place in this environment.

Mercenary? Special forces? Bodyguard...?

Various speculations and ideas surfaced in Old Black's mind, but of course, he only thought these things in his mind; in reality, he was extremely submissive and obedient.

"What's your name?"

Cao Han's lips curled up at a nice angle; it was truly a case of finding something without even looking for it.

Just as foreigners might think that Asians all look alike, Asians also tend to think that seven or eight out of ten Black people look similar, and they can't tell the difference unless they observe very closely.

At first, Cao Han didn't notice, but when he stood still and carefully examined the old black man in front of him, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.