296: Chapter 296 Inside the Submarine

At the bottom of the East China Sea in Huaxia, Su Nange piloted the orca submarine, holding it at a specific coordinate.

Why was he piloting it himself? Because Su Nange discovered that when summoning the orca in reality, Pavel would not appear.

It seemed that characters from GTA still could not break through dimensions to appear in the real world.

However, fortunately, piloting the orca was not very difficult; one only needed to input the coordinate commands, and this deep-sea behemoth could drive itself there.

Once everything was set, Su Nange slowly stood up and walked to an iron railing in the rear cabin.

Deathstroke was tightly bound there.

Of course, there was also Shangguan Lingwei, still wearing an expression of disbelief.

She could never have imagined that someone would drive a submarine to save them.

However, she had misunderstood Su Nange there.

The situation had been critical; if he hadn't used such methods, he certainly wouldn't have escaped the aerial forces of the Shanghai police.

Su Nange took off his cowl. It seemed he still needed to optimize his tactical suit. Did he really not look like Batman?

Seeing Su Nange's true face, Shangguan Lingwei was even more surprised: "How is it you?"

Su Nange smiled slightly: "Who else? Madam?"

Shangguan Lingwei had seen this man before, in a hospital in Qiantang. At that time, she had been furious that this guy had blown up her Bi Lin Guards and blown off Shangguan Fei's leg.

Su Nange didn't waste words with her: "Madam, let me take you to freshen up first."

This beautiful Old Woman quickly crossed her hands over her chest: "You, what are you doing?"

Su Nange felt a headache coming on: "Auntie, I'm just afraid you'll catch a cold. I'll need your help later to ask this gentleman some questions."

Shangguan Lingwei still didn't quite believe him; she was afraid that if she left, Su Nange would kill Deathstroke.

Su Nange was speechless, then put on a cold, unquestionable expression: "If I ask him myself, I can't guarantee he won't lose a few functions."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Lingwei obediently followed him to wash up and change clothes.

Su Nange threw one of his own overcoats to her; otherwise, with her bare feet and uniform skirt, she looked truly too thinly dressed.

And all the assets in GTA with clothing-change functions, or even the vehicles, were also great conceptual gods. They could bind all of one's clothes.

Su Nange changed into casual wear himself and returned to the rear cabin.

Deathstroke slowly woke up at this moment and saw Su Nange before him. He also looked surprised; he hadn't expected this guy to have saved him?

Su Nange brought over a chair and sat in front of Deathstroke. Then, he pulled a small crystalline capsule that was faintly glowing red from his pocket. He flicked it back and forth in his hand!

Deathstroke was anxious just looking at it. 'Are you sick in the head! What are you trying to look cool for? This is a red bomb!'

Su Nange watched Deathstroke's expression and kept up the act: "Yo, looks like this thing is really that important!"

Deathstroke thought excitedly: 'It doesn't matter if you die, but isn't Shangguan Lingwei here? Don't drag her down to die with you, okay? Otherwise, I would have crushed this thing long ago and let the entire Shanghai perish with it!'

Su Nange finally stopped showing off and held the small red capsule. Then he asked: "Tell me, what is this thing?"

Deathstroke shook his head: "Don't waste your effort on me; I won't say anything."

Su Nange had long expected this. He deliberately revealed a lewd smile: "Heh, alright then. I'll go check on the beautiful Madam and see if she's finished her bath!"

As expected, Deathstroke began to struggle. But not only did Deathstroke fail to break free from the restraints Su Nange had set, he also pulled at his own wounds. The pain was so intense that the strong man couldn't help but let out a low roar.

At this moment, hearing this, Shangguan Lingwei ran over, fully dressed but with her hair still not even dried. She questioned Su Nange: "What did you do to him while I was gone?"

Su Nange exclaimed, "Oh, screw that!" and immediately retorted: "Hey, Auntie! Could you get your facts straight? This is my territory, and I saved you guys!"

"You dare make me eat dog food? I'll make you eat it right in front of him~~"

"Forget it, Auntie, this guy probably only listens to you. Help me ask him a few questions!"

"Don't call me Auntie!"

Seeing Shangguan Lingwei, Deathstroke finally let out a sigh of relief. It seemed this kid had really come to save him and wouldn't harm his beloved.

Shangguan Lingwei knelt beside Deathstroke, her face full of tenderness: "How are you? Does it hurt?"

Su Nange felt goosebumps rising; damn it, are you two ever going to stop?

Su Nange hurriedly took out the item and asked: "Auntie, ask him, what exactly is this thing?"

"Don't think I don't know; you clearly hesitated when you were fighting that bird-man!"

"Also, what exactly were you and that curly-haired guy planning to do coming to Shanghai? Which faction is behind you?"

Shangguan Lingwei snapped again: "Why are you asking so much all at once? Do you think he can remember all that?"

Su Nange was truly suppressing his anger. Fortunately, Shangguan Lingwei turned to Deathstroke: "Why don't you just tell him? There are some things I want to know too. Besides, we are safe now. We can fly far away from here!"

Su Nange: Could you two please stop acting out this tragic drama, I'm really begging you.

Deathstroke looked at the beautiful Madam before him, and his expression indeed began to waver. His fierce features also became exceptionally tender.

Su Nange was right; during the battle between Deathstroke and Grim Raven, he had truly hesitated.

Deathstroke could have clearly detonated the red bomb, not just taking out Grim Raven, but even perishing along with the entire Shanghai.

However, for just a fleeting moment, he truly didn't want Shangguan Lingwei to die.

This woman, who originally had nothing to do with him, had in this moment become the person he cared about most in his life.

Just because of this, Shangguan Lingwei had unintentionally become the unsung hero of the entire Shanghai!

It was she who, with her twisted worldview, had successfully turned a principled assassin!

So much so that Su Nange remained indignant later on; do I have to build a monument for this Yan Poxi? Why is it that someone like her became the savior of Shanghai?

The topic has strayed, but the facts are indeed like that. Who told Deathstroke to be a tender-hearted man at his core? He hadn't expected that someone with hands stained with blood would fall for an Eastern Old Woman. Or rather, an old enchantress; after all, only the good-looking ones can be called enchantresses.

Deathstroke took a deep breath, then asked: "Got a cigarette?"

Su Nange rolled his eyes: "Smoking in a submarine? Are you crazy or am I?"

However, he still handed one over, because he also felt like smoking a bit. Anyway, this submarine was super big, and the circulation system was pretty good.

Deathstroke had several broken ribs, which were even pressing on his chest cavity. He couldn't stop coughing. But nicotine did indeed help slow down his emotions, and he began to speak.

"We call this thing the red bomb."

Su Nange: "red bomb? Such a tacky name. What does it do?"

Deathstroke continued with a smile: "Haha, what does it do? Don't look at how small it is; its power is enough to turn the entire Shanghai into a wasteland!"

"What?!"

Not only Su Nange, but even Shangguan Lingwei gasped.

"No wonder you hesitated; you were afraid of implicating the Madam in your death?"

Deathstroke looked at Shangguan Lingwei, his face full of tenderness: "Lingwei, I really hope you can live on well."

Only then did Shangguan Lingwei understand why Deathstroke had wanted her to leave Shanghai at that time. He had said the danger wasn't Ouyang, nor was it Sawa. The real danger was actually Deathstroke himself!

Su Nange asked anxiously: "Who sent you? Are you assassins from the Black List? How many of you are there in total?"

Deathstroke took another drag of the cigarette, then had another coughing fit.

"So, you know about the Black List too. You're right, I am a Black List assassin. I am No. 9 Deathstroke."

"And the person who was fighting you and me just now is No. 2 Grim Raven!"

Su Nange thought: 'So strong? Holy crap, I actually fought the No. 2 figure at the pinnacle of the world?'

Then Deathstroke slowly took out his atonement silver coffin and placed it in Shangguan Lingwei's hands.

He said to the woman: "Lingwei, I don't regret my decision. I also don't care about violating any assassin's principles."

"I cherish the brief time I had with you. Meeting you was my greatest gain from coming to Shanghai. You must live on well; my good friend is left in your care!"

Su Nange reacted quickly! "Damn, you tricked me! Don't do anything rash!"

Shangguan Lingwei still thought Deathstroke was whispering sweet nothings to her, looking completely satisfied.

But Su Nange grabbed Deathstroke by both arms. This guy was going to commit suicide!

However, he had no sharp weapons, no firearms, and both hands were being held by me. How was he going to do it?

Deathstroke grinned, exhaling a puff of nicotine, and left his final words: "Protect Lingwei well!"

Then, with a "Bang!", a bullet head shot directly out from the top of Deathstroke's skull!

No. 9's broad body went limp just like that!

Su Nange cursed himself: "Damn it! You clearly knew this guy could hide bullets anywhere on his body!"

"He asked you for a cigarette just now, it was to take the opportunity to swallow a bullet!"

"Su Nange, you are truly too stupid!"

And Shangguan Lingwei finally snapped out of her stupor, throwing herself onto Deathstroke's still-warm body, and began to wail loudly.

The heart-wrenching sound reverberated repeatedly within the massive metal shell of the orca submarine.