Chapter 615 R.I.P.D

Wait, wait, Wade Wilson sat honestly at first, then lay down, and finally stood at the edge of the aisle curiously, looking into the pitch-black space.

He knew Obadiah, he knew all the wealthy people in general, and he knew that this old boy had already died six months ago. The more he thought about it, the more sad he became. That old boy died. Are you most likely dead?

Obadiah Stani has never walked out of the door since he stepped into that door.

Wade didn't feel that he still had the function of heartbeat, but he was still counting silently. When he counted to fifteen minutes, the voice of the woman in the door rang again: "Wade Wilson."

He hurriedly pushed the door and walked into the room, where he saw a woman with neat bangs, a white shirt, and a police waistcoat sitting behind a desk, writing some documents.

"Please sit down." The woman pointed to the chair in front of the desk, and after writing the document in her hand, closed the folder, and then looked at Wade Wilson.

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"How's it going? Did the process go smoothly? I'm worried about going to heaven or hell. To tell you the truth, you made a lot of money..."

Before the woman's words were finished, Wade looked eager, as if he was about to snatch something: "I'll join in!"

The woman seemed to be disturbed by him, and continued to say according to the original line: "You have the skills we need, so..."

Wade reiterated his position again: "I'm joining! Needless to say, I can go to work now!"

The woman with Qi Liuhai was amused by him this time, and the pen in her hand tapped the table lightly: "Very good, you are very energetic, keep this kind of work enthusiasm, and you will be rewarded by your superiors."

Wade refrained from asking who the superior was. When he thought about it, it must be something incredible.

The smile on the woman's face quickly disappeared, and it turned back to that business-like expression.

He took out a document from the drawer and handed it to Wade, as if completing the program: "Welcome to the R.I.P.D of the Underworld Police, we work for the god of death, and the objects we serve are not the guys you remember, she is everywhere. , omnipotent. Hehe, if you find someone in the police station is secretly making trouble, or there is corruption, you can go to the eternal department next door to report..."

The woman said a lot of things that Wade didn't understand at all, but the core idea, the one that made him join the Underworld Police Department,

He understood when he went to fight after that.

As a well-known mercenary, he still prefers to use firearms to solve problems.

At this point he had to ask one more question: "Uh, do we have guns? We won't let us fight with swords, will we?"

The woman raised a finger: "Good question!"

The drawer next to her seemed to have infinite space, and she kept pulling guns out of it: "You know, there are always some guys in your world, eh? Where grievances and magic are piled up to take risks, it’s okay for them to bring guns, but those guys still don’t clean up, and after fights, guns are always thrown around.”

The woman took out the mK23 pistol, the m4a1 rifle, the m1 shotgun, and finally pulled out an m134 Gatling machine gun from the drawer with great difficulty.

"These guns were thrown into a place called Silent Hill by humans. It's a waste. We have worked so hard to pick them up. Let's use them. By the way, you can go to the logistics department to get bullets, which are specially used to kill spirits. , go, remember to help me close the door."

The woman pointed to the door behind her. Wade Wilson held a bunch of guns, and finally didn't let go of the Gatling gun. He walked out of the office a little heavy.

When he reappeared, he was already in a hall that looked like a police station, and Obadiah Stane was looking at him with disgust.

The old man's waist no longer hurts. He changed his brand-name suit and leather shoes. He is now dressed like an old cowboy, with a casual coat, vest and plaid shirt, and a golden revolver hanging around his waist.

What's even more amazing is that Obadiah Stane's hair has grown out, and he is a little uncomfortable with his own hair, so he wears a beige cowboy hat.

"Wow! I thought you would only wear a suit in your life?" Wade looked around and saw that the "people" in the hall were very busy. He directly occupied the nearest desk and put the things on the original table. Sweep into the cardboard box, then tossed the pile of weapons he was holding onto the table.

Obadiah's nostrils snorted, and he pointed at himself with his thumb: "Do you know how many times I was assassinated when I was young? I have killed countless people like you who only recognize money! Remember, don't delay my hind legs!"

No one cares about them nearby, and they are all busy with their own affairs. In addition, when they "joined" before, they also gained some information. They are very clear that from today onwards, the two of them are partners.

Both of them are RIPD agents, specializing in dealing with the material world, or the problem on the other side of the earth.

"What did Tony Stark say about me? Did he put everything on me?" Obadiah asked.

Wade Wilson was not interested in these things, and recalled for a while: "Should not be? It seems that you died of illness?"

Obadiah is very depressed. He can say that he has mixed feelings about Tony Stark now. Rather than hating Tony Stark, it is better to hate the passing Camaro!

The woman in charge of receiving them reappeared: "Very good, rookies, I see that you have a new mental outlook, and now your task is only one, go to New York! There is a war over there, and there are wraiths every minute and every second. , dead souls, or some dark monsters are born, I don't care if they are alive, but those who are dead but still don't want to leave must be brought back to me!"

The two were sent back to New York with their faces full of confusion.

They are not invisible, they have bodies, they can't pass through walls or escape, but RIPD has covered them up.

The two took out their respective work cards, which had photos on them. Wade Wilson's ID photo was of an old Chinese man, and Obadiah Staney's photo was of a blonde.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are the images of old men and blondes. Unless they are stronger than RIPD, they will not be seen through their identities even if they meet Tony Stark and 006.

At this time, New York was still in the midst of the war. Obadiah looked around, even though he had always looked down on Wade Wilson, he was very knowledgeable about current affairs and talked with this companion: "What happened to New York? New York wasn't so chaotic back then."

Vedra hid the long-haired dude behind a garbage can, and looked at the streets with great care. The battle between biochemicals and vampires had spread to the streets, and New York City in the middle of the night was completely overwhelmed by gunshots and shouts of killing. shrouded.