Phantom Kid in the World of American Comics

Chapter 171: Phantom Kid Meets Deadshot

Chapter 171: Phantom Kid Meets Deadshot

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“Hey! What’s going on down there, did the repairman make a move?”

Above the elevator shaft, the three thugs shouted at the elevator that suddenly went down. 

“I don’t know what happened, his head hit the wall when the elevator suddenly went down, and now he passed out!” 

At this moment, the gun-wielding man who had just gone down to help climbed out from the skylight of the elevator. 

He stood at the top of the elevator and pulled out the person inside the elevator through the skylight, who was none other than the unconscious repairman.

The thugs upstairs breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it wasn’t the repairman who made a move, but it was an accident. 

“I said, can you stop looking at me? Hurry up and find a ladder or rope or something, I don’t want to follow the elevator and fall to my death!” 

“Okay, okay, let’s find the ladder.” 

With the sound of footsteps, the three thugs disappeared. 

As everyone should know, the thug on the elevator is indeed Mathison. 

Not long ago, Mathison got information about the elevator failure in this building, so he disguised himself as a repairman and sneaked in. 

With Mathison’s techniques, of course, these gangsters couldn’t find the countless props hidden on him. 

But even the elevator repairman could not move freely in the building. 

Every move he made was closely monitored. 

That’s why Mathison took the opportunity to call a thug down to help, but in fact, knocked him unconscious, and then switched identities with him. 

By the way, he also gave some ‘medicine’ for this unknown good lad, and he should not be able to wake up within this day. 

It didn’t take long for the three people who had run to get the ladder to come back, and Mathison climbed up the stairs with the “repairman” on his back. 

Climbing from the top of the third floor to the fifth floor with a guy weighing 70 kilograms on his back, Mathison didn’t actually feel tired, but for ordinary people, this is definitely not an easy task. 

So, when Mathison carried “the repairman” to the fifth floor, he threw the person on his back to the ground and collapsed to the ground at the same time. 

He was acting as if he was exhausted. 

“I really don’t know what this guy grew up on. He’s as heavy as a cow! I have to rest for a while. You move him to the lounge first.” 

The other three gang members didn’t have much doubt. After seeing that the repairman was indeed the same person, they took him to the lounge together. 

Because none of Black Mask’s men is a doctor, they do not have an infirmary. 

While moving, they were still complaining: “Ugh, the person who repaired the elevator finally came, and he fainted without doing anything.” 

Not long after, Mathison was the only one left in the elevator. 

At this point, of course, Mathison didn’t need to keep laying on the ground any longer, he stood up swiftly. 

Mathison lightly walked to the stairs next to the elevator. 

Paying careful attention to any sound, no one is approaching this location. 

It’s a great opportunity! 

Mathison tried his best to rush towards the top of the building as fast as he could. 

A floor after another, he rushed up to the height of four or five floors. 

At this time, a group of patrollers suddenly entered the stairwell, heading downstairs. 

The sound of footsteps coming from above obliged Mathison to stop and retreat at the same speed as the person who was randomly walking to ensure that he would not be discovered. 

Fortunately, these people just walked down one floor and left the stairwell. 

Mathison was able to continue upward. 

He was lucky; from this point on, he didn’t meet anyone who wanted to go upstairs or downstairs again. 

“Humm?” 

It didn’t take long before Mathison was on the last two floors of the building. 

He keenly noticed that compared with the floors below, the number of patrols was significantly reduced. 

Even the frequency of people passing by was much lower than the ones on the floors below. 

This arrangement more or less caused Mathison to have some doubts, but it’s not completely incomprehensible.

After all, for high-rise buildings, the staffing of the ground floor is indeed much more than the upper floors.

Because the threat from high altitude is often not compensated by the number of people. 

So Mathison didn’t think much about it and ran straight to the rooftop. 

As soon as the door to the roof was opened, the Clock Tower that was more than 20 meters taller appeared in front of him. 

Mathison listened carefully for a moment, there was no movement on the rooftop, and no one was speaking. 

However, when Mathison stepped out the door, an alarm bell for no reason suddenly rang out in his heart. 

Before he had time to think, Mathison flashed to the side subconsciously, and at the same time, a bullet hit the position where he first stepped on when he came out. 

“This is a pistol bullet…why was I not able to hear a gunshot?” 

With the corner of his eye, Mathison glanced at the bullet, and couldn’t help but wonder. 

Even with a silenced pistol, it’s impossible for Mathison to not hear a single sound. 

Mathison turned his head to look and saw a bald man with a beard lying on a beach chair in the corner of the rooftop. 

The bearded man was a dark-skinned man, wearing a special black-and-red combat uniform. 

If Mathison is not mistaken, is he sunbathing? 

It doesn’t matter, at least Mathison knows who shot him just now. 

Because the man happened to be holding a pistol with a silencer in his hand. 

The shape of this gun is completely different from other mainstream pistols in the world, and it is impossible to tell what model it was. 

After seeing the bearded man clearly, Mathison found the person who best matched him from his mind: 

Deadshot, Floyd Lawton! 

Another tricky guy. 

Mathison dashed to the other side of the rooftop, using the pillar as cover. 

“I said that no one is allowed to go to the rooftop during my sunbathing time, otherwise I’ll kill whoever disturbs me.” 

Deadshot said in a lazy tone, he didn’t take down the unlucky guy who intruded his peace. 

Although Mathison perfectly avoided his shot right now, the pistol Floyd used was not an ordinary weapon, but a new technological weapon that Bane had seized from the Wayne Enterprise Armory.

The technology used was very unique; it had the ultimate noise reduction. 

This silenced pistol can reduce the sound when shooting to infinitely close to zero decibels.

But it is precisely because Deadshot’s pistol can fire such silent bullets that Mathison wasn’t worried about disturbing any large group of thugs in the building. 

“You’re not bad. There are not many people in the world who can dodge my shot, and I’m sure that doesn’t include Black Mask’s men.”

“So, who are you, and what is your purpose for coming here?” 

Floyd stood up from the beach chair and asked while looking at the pillar Mathison was behind. 

After asking, he slowly approached the pillar, step by step.

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