Chapter 330 Let’s change the place and start the battle!

Deadpool, the beloved little villain, was finally born during Eric's trip to Asgard.

Wade Wilson, a professional mercenary, once took over Eric's mission to find Skye, but unfortunately he did not complete it. The two of them had a chance encounter.

Because Wade suffered from cancer, he had no choice but to find Francis, a mutant who inherited some of the X-weapon project information.

When the mutant country Utopia was established, Colonel Stryker, the planner of the X-weapon project, died on the banks of the Danube, and his X-weapon project information was also divided up by many forces. The establishment of the mutant country has raised the world's sense of crisis about mutants by several levels, and many forces are secretly studying mutants.

Francis developed with the secret funding of a certain big boss. Relying on Stryker's legacy, he studied mutants, created mutants, and sold mutants. He is a bastard who does all kinds of evil.

Wade was tortured by him and his appearance was completely destroyed. Finally, he got the self-healing factor. Cancer was cured, but his appearance was completely destroyed. In order to restore his handsome appearance, he turned into Deadpool and embarked on the road to find Francis.

Until a few days ago, the people from Pioneer Technology found him and gave him a dangerous task. This task not only had a considerable commission, but Pioneer Technology also promised him that after he completed the task, they would tell him where Francis was. Deadpool had no reason to refuse.

"So, we just need to sit at the computer desk and type on the keyboard, and we don't have to go to the damn Antarctica?" The FBI agent seemed to hate Antarctica and looked disgusted.

"Of course, we are rising tide! What we have been doing is typing on the keyboard!" Killian stretched out his hand, made a keyboard-tapping gesture in front of him, and smiled slightly.

Eric sneered, "When do we start?"

"No hurry, we don't have enough manpower. The website puzzle has been recruiting new people. In a few days, when we have enough manpower, we will start together!" Killian waved his hand and clenched his fist, and nodded to everyone.

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In the next few days, just as Killian said, new people joined almost every day. Some of them were real hackers, and some were spies, agents, and detectives sent by certain organizations. Killian welcomed all of them and enthusiastically invited them to join the Tide Rising Organization.

SHIELD also sent another agent, Ms. Carter's niece Sharon Carter. Her hacking skills were so-so. If she was average in SHIELD, she should be considered above average, but in this hacker nest, she was at the bottom.

However, she came prepared. She brought a USB flash drive with a lot of clever codes, and an advanced communicator hidden on her body, ready to ask for help off-site at any time.

In any case, she was an acquaintance. Eric felt that if he really encountered danger, it would be better to help.

With the addition of a large number of "newcomers", the base began to become slightly crowded, and various problems occurred frequently. Most hackers were not easy to deal with. Many times they would fight on the Internet. Now that they were gathered together, it was natural to settle new and old accounts together! In just a few days, more than a dozen fights occurred.

Killian ignored all this and let it go. Every day, apart from playing two games with everyone to practice his skills, he did nothing else.

Eric watched coldly. Killian seemed to be deliberately delaying time. He didn't know what he was planning. His patience was almost exhausted. If he hadn't been waiting for Bor to find Odin, he would have turned the table over long ago!

Bor's life is very exciting now. He doesn't care about the TV station's filming of him at all. Sometimes he even deliberately creates a little chaos or explosions for reporters to report.

He was served by the SHIELD agents every day. After eating and drinking, he began to wander the streets of New York. Wherever he passed, thousands of people were empty.

His dress was too weird, and the earthlings could recognize him at a glance. Moreover, in comparison, his behavior was even weirder.

Sometimes he chanted like a charlatan, sometimes he raised his battle axe and smashed it everywhere, sometimes he waved a golden spear randomly, and sometimes he stood on the street, releasing a terrifying aura around him, summoning thunder to hit his head.

People on Earth don't understand this behavior. A very small number of people think he is an alien performance artist who is creating art. A small number of people think this is some alien sacrificial rituals, and most of the rest think this guy is mentally ill!

Eric can be said to be one of the few who know the truth. Bor's series of weird behaviors are actually summoning his own Bor power.

His divine power was inherited by Odin. If you want to find Odin, the fastest way is to sense it through your own divine power.

But Odin is very good at hiding. He actually blocked Bor's sense of Bor's power. Bor tried his best but couldn't summon his own divine power, let alone determine Odin's location.

Bor was very anxious, and Eric was also a little anxious. It was too boring to play computer games with a bunch of ordinary people here every day!

Just when he was about to "talk" to Killian, Killian finally made the wisest decision, and the "Lost Land Exploration Plan" began!

Many hackers were quite excited, and Eric also forced himself to cheer up, wanting to see if he could give himself a surprise.

"Everyone, before we take action, I have one more thing to say!" Killian put his hands in his pockets, wearing big sunglasses on his face, with a sneer on the corners of his mouth. He looked around, and the dark sunglasses and the depressing atmosphere made the hackers quiet down instantly.

"He! He's a CIA agent!" Killian suddenly reached out and pulled out a pistol from his pocket. Without waiting for everyone to react, he aimed at the CIA agent and fired a shot.

Eric frowned, his eyes moved, and the bullet shot from the gun deviated slightly, slightly away from the heart of the CIA agent.

The CIA agent fell to the ground with an unbelievable look, his chest was covered with blood, and the hackers panicked and exerted unprecedented potential. They found the nearest bunker and hid under it, trembling.

Killian sneered, blew on the muzzle of the gun, and put the gun back into his pocket, "Okay, everyone, come out, it's over!"

The hackers looked around and saw that he had no weapons in his hands, so they came out timidly.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just thinking about our safety. You don't want our Tide Organization to be wiped out by the CIA, right?" Killian smiled very sincerely, but his eyes glanced at the FBI agent beside him, full of warnings.

The hackers were not fools. They could read his eyes and realized that he was also an undercover agent. They retreated and isolated the FBI agent.

Looking at the bewildered FBI agent, Killian suddenly smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't be so nervous. I just recognized the wrong person. This is our companion!"

The hackers breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not dare to get too close to him.

"Okay, everyone, it's not safe here anymore. Let's change places and start the battle!"