Chapter 23: Bar Brawl

The Deadpool Bar was a notorious establishment located in a rough part of New York. It was known for being a hangout for mercenaries, bounty hunters, and other unsavory characters. Despite its rough reputation, the bar was also popular among adventurers and thrill-seekers, who were drawn to its dangerous, anything-goes atmosphere.

The inside of the bar was dimly lit and covered in graffiti and bullet holes, giving it a gritty, lived-in feel. The bar itself was made of scratched and dented metal, and the bartenders were known for their quick reflexes and even quicker wits.

Any customers that enter the bar, would immediately be greeted by the sounds of glasses clinking, laughter, and the occasional burst of gunfire. The bar was always bustling with activity, and it was not uncommon to see a brawl breaking out in one corner or a card game with high stakes being played in another.

Despite its rough reputation, the Deadpool Bar was also known for its lively atmosphere and strong sense of camaraderie. Those who frequented the bar were often quick to come to each other's aid, and many lifelong friendships were forged within its walls.

However, the bar was not without its dangers. The clientele was often armed, and fights could turn deadly in a matter of seconds. It was not uncommon for someone to be thrown out into the street, bleeding and unconscious, after a particularly brutal altercation.

Despite its dangers, the Deadpool Bar remained a popular gathering place for those looking to let loose and live life on the edge. It was a place where anything could happen, and for many, that was exactly what made it so appealing and lets not for...

(Slap) (Slap)

Noah: "I asked you if this was the place and you started blabring about the bar entier history, are you an NPC or something?"

Noah said as his tail continued to slap the shit out of the mugger he picked up not to long ago.

Bruised and humiliated, the mugger struggled to respond through each slap.

Mugger: "I'm (Slap) sorry (Slap) stop (Slap) hitting (Slap) me (Slap) man."

Noah: Then answer me. Is this the bar where the mercs hangout ?

Not wanting to endure any more slapping, the mugger frantically nodded his head.

Noah: "Great! In that case, you can go on your marryway then." Said noah while putting down the mugger.

Mugger:"Are you really letting me go like that?" asked the mugger with a glimmer of hope on his bruised face.

Noah: "Of course, after all i just wanted someone to lead the way" replied Noah with a saint like smile on his face.

Mugger: " Oh thank Go...."

Noah: "And as a show of my sincerity i'll be sure to send you home safely, after all the streets are dangerous nowadays am i right ?"

Mugger: "wha?"

Without giving the Mugger a chance to react, Noah swiftly delivered a kick to his groin, sending him flying and landing headfirst in the garbage.

And with his middle finger raised high in the air, Noah strode towards the bar door, leaving the Mugger with some parting advice.

Noah:"Next time, don't try to mug someone twice your size, ye dipshit."

Noah stopped at the entrance of the bar and looked around.

The entrance of the bar was unassuming and easy to miss. Tucked away on a side street, it blended in with the other buildings on the block. But for those who knew where to look, the faded light of the sign above the door was a familiar sight.

And as Noah approached the entrance, he could see that the door was made of heavy, dark wood, with a brass handle that had seen better days. The door was slightly Cracked, allowing the sounds of laughter and the smashing glasses to spill out onto the dark street.

Noah strode through the door, a calm expression on his face as he declared, "Well, let's get that bread"

As Noah stepped into the bar, the heavy door creaked closed behind him, the sound echoing faintly in the dimly lit room. His figure slowly receded from view as he disappeared into the crowd of patrons, leaving the outside world behind.

[Five minutes later]

Out of nowhere, the peaceful hum of the night was shattered by the sound of loud yelling and breaking tables coming from inside the bar. The noise grew in intensity until a man was suddenly thrown through the door, his body hurtling through the air before colliding with a nearby street light pole.

The mercs inside the bar froze in place, their eyes wide as they watched the man's limp body crumple to the ground. Slowly, they turned their attention to the source of the commotion, a hulking figure with bulging muscles and a wild look in his eye aka mr. lets get that bread.

Noah stood in the middle of the bar with his arm extended, holding a a man dressed in typical biker attire by his neck in the air. With a fierce look on his face

Noah: "Come on, say it again you little shit!! Who looks like the the band of Earth, Wind, and Fire fucked a mutant , huh?"

Noah felt the man tapping frantically on his arm.it was clear the man was struggling to breathe so he stopped applying pressure to the guy's neck, allowing him to gasp for air.

The man wheezed and coughed as he caught his breath and then yelled at nearby table.

biker merc: "Hey you fuckers!! You gonna sit there and watch this freak mutant in 70s clothes kick my ass, or are you gonna help me out?"

Five rough looking people from nearby quickly rushed to help the biker, but before they could take a single step, Noah had already slammed the biker's face into the table Forty Four times in less than a second.

(SLAM)x44

And so, the once sturdy wooden table now lay in ruins, shattered into countless pieces that littered the ground. Its formerly smooth surface was now marred with jagged edges and splinters, a testament to the brutal force that had been used to destroy it.

Noah then hurled the biker he had been holding towards one of the oncoming goons, causing the two of them to collide with a resounding crash. The force of the impact sent them hurtling towards the nearest wall, which shattered under the unstoppable force of Noah throw sending debris and smoke flying in all directions.

Before the smoke had settled down and the people could register what's just happened, Noah vanished from where he stood and quickly appeared between two of the goons. Grabbing both by the face and savagely smashing them onto the ground.

(SMASH)x2

The last two mercs stood frozen in horror as they faced the menacing figure before them. They had thought they had the upper hand, but now they realized they were no match for the Monster standing in front of them.

Noah slowly rose to his feet, still holding his latest victims in his grasp. He towered over everyone, his eyes glowing with an bloodthirsty light that sent shivers down everyone in the bar.

As the two mercenaries watched in horror, Noah effortlessly hurled the unconscious bodies of their buddies towards the wall. They collided with other defeated merc , causing a small pile of bodies to form.

After dealing with the other members of the biker group, Noah turned his attention towards the remaining two.

The first was an middle age average-sized, skinny, tanned man dressed in a sleeveless, dirty brown jacket with blue jeans and dirty white running shoes.

The second was a fairly young and attractive Asian pale woman with black hair, wearing typical goth makeup and clothing.

Noah's gaze shifted between the two, sizing them up as he prepared for his next move. The tanned man trembled in fear, his eyes darting back and forth as he searched for a way out. The woman, on the other hand, stood still, her eyes gave the impression that she long has giving up.

It was clear to her that they had no chance against Noah and so she started cursing the unconscious idiot who picked a fight with a monster like him.

Noah started walking towards the two, the air grew heavier with every step he took.

The tanned man's fear got the better of him, and he let out a piercing scream before running towards the exit in a desperate attempt to escape.

But before he could reach the door, Noah suddenly appeared in front of him.

And with a swift, powerful move, he kicked him right in the balls, sending him flying up towards the ceiling.

The man's agonized screams filled the room as he remained stuck neck-deep in the ceiling.

The gothy looking woman watched in horror as the scene unfolded. She knew there was no escape from Noah and her fear only grew stronger as he turned his attention towards her.

(Pop)

The goth woman found herself frozen in fear as she just blinked and now Noah towering over her like a giant. His cold, intense gaze made her legs feel weak, and tears began to well up in her eyes. With a trembling voice, she whispered under her breath, hoping to plead with the demon.

Young goth merc: "You wouldn't hit a woman, would you?"

She asked, her voice filled with fear and desperation. She knew deep down that there was no reasoning with someone like Noah, but her instinct to survive pushed her to try nonetheless.

Noah remained silent, giving no response to the young woman. Instead, he raised his fist in the air, casting his face in shadows. All she could see were his piercing gray eyes, cold and angry as they looked into her.

She closed her eyes and put her hands in front of her, bracing herself for the inevitable blow from Noah. Seconds went by, but nothing happened. She waited and waited but nothing happened.

With a mixture of confusion and fear, she opened her eyes to see what had happened and to her surprise, Noah had turned his back and was walking away from her.

She watched in disbelief as he walked away, the only sound in the room is the echo of his footsteps as he walked toward the bartender.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and muttered

Young goth merc: "Thank God he ...."

But before she could finish a sound echoed in the bar

(Pop)

And before she knew it Noah had already teleported behind her with a menacing grin on his face.

Noah: " Sike bitch"

And proceeded to german suplex her into a nearby table.

(CRASH)

Afterword Noah stood up and dusted off his jacket and looking down at the women he said.

Noah: "As a great man in bat costume once said"

Noah: "The Hammer of Justice is unisex!!"

And with that, he walked off towards the bar to pick up some bounties.

[To be continued]