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Chapter 105 104. Cowboy No. 1

The next day, after sleeping until noon, Jude got up from the bed, touched his old waist that was about to be tossed and broke, and had to lament the strength of Ivy's thighs.

Sighing silently, Jude felt something was wrong. Although he didn't integrate his grandpa's physique, Lao Rui could explode the planet at the age of 80. There was no reason why he couldn't. Could it be that grandpa secretly replaced two iron kidneys for him?

The more Jude thought about it, the more likely it was, and he couldn't help but look down at his waist.

"What's the matter, dear? Why are you in a daze?"

Ivy hugged him from behind, and the two headlights squeezed his back tightly, both of which were severely deformed.

"Uh...it's nothing. It's time to get up. It's already noon. After lunch, I have to go to the research institute. After the battle armor is completed, I have to test it. It's almost the day of the decisive battle with Tony."

Ivy leaned on his shoulder and kissed: "It would be great if I could stay on the bed all the time. In this damn society, who invented work, money, and sophistication?"

Jude patted her on the face: "Even God can't answer this question. After all, even he must maintain the relationship with the giant beast and maintain the peace between heaven and hell."

After a hasty lunch, Jude drove to the research institute. It was the lunch break time, and the little spider was not there, so he went to the basement first to see how Deadpool was doing.

When the door of the underground laboratory opened, Deadpool felt that tears were about to flow down, not because of the pain, but because it was too boring.

For nearly a day, he was fixed on the experimental table like this. Except for the movement of his head, all other parts of his body were frozen, and he didn't even feel a little bit of consciousness.

Wade, who has a chatty personality and loves freedom, naturally couldn't bear this situation. At first, he could talk to himself to relieve his loneliness, but after an hour, he became bored and gradually closed his mouth.

Two hours later, he felt like he was going crazy, as if he went to the bathroom without his mobile phone, he could only look at what was in front of him, staring blankly at the ceiling, counting the lines on it.

Four hours later, when everything that could be counted was counted, Deadpool began to bite his own tongue to play, and he bit off the tongue directly, the pain could make him a little excited.

Five hours later, when the self-mutilation didn't get him any excitement, Deadpool literally went into a hollow state, his eyes numb, as if out of focus.

"God! I've never wanted to thank God more than I do now that you're here at last, Mr. Jude Law."

"What's the matter Wade? You look excited."

With tears in the corners of Deadpool's eyes, he said aggrievedly: "Let me go, I won't accept this task, and I don't want the money anymore. I just want to leave here now."

Jude shook his finger: "This is not acceptable. The experiment has just begun, and giving up so easily will ruin your reputation."

"No, I've never cared about my reputation. I just want to leave this damn place now. That's fine. I'll give you 100 million dollars as my liquidated damages."

"Do I seem to be short of those 100 million people?"

"That's 1000 million." Deadpool gritted his teeth and said.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you seem to have 1000 million people?"

"I can earn it without me. With my ability, I can earn it back after working hard for half a year."

"But you just said that you don't care about your reputation, what should you do if you renege on your debt?"

Deadpool paused: "Don't worry, I swear on my cousin's life, if I break my promise, I will send Slade Wilson to hell."

"Hey... I've never seen someone as unscrupulous as you, but it's impossible for Fang to let you go, do you know why I did this?"

Deadpool stared at him with two big eyes.

"Because I can see your fear. In this world, you are only afraid of one thing. It is not a clown, nor a cow, nor a cow clown, but loneliness."

"So I deliberately kept you conscious but unable to move, because I want to know, when you are pushed to the limit, can you see the writers? Can you talk to them?"

"Tell me, what were the results? Did you see them?"

Deadpool was full of question marks, and after a while, he suddenly roared angrily: "So this is your purpose?"

"You idiot, do you know that you are the plot character assigned to me by those third-rate screenwriters, and now you have to find those third-rate screenwriters through me, so you want to find yourself?"

"What kind of idiot can do such a thing? God, what kind of plot did you bastards arrange for me? Deadpool is tired of playing, I want to end!"

Jude's eyes lit up: "Yes, it's this kind of strong emotion, keep it."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers, and the mechanical arm pressed a helmet on Deadpool's head.

In an instant, Deadpool rolled his eyes, and his whole body began to tremble. His memory was pulled out bit by bit, and groups of images were projected on the equipment next to him, and many brain wave curves were drawn.

There are many scenes that are not suitable for children. Jude looked at the spicy eyes, turned and left.

"After the inspection, let him cool down, I'll go up and deal with something first."

Leaving the basement, the little spider had already arrived at the research institute. Jude lowered his head slightly, but the little spider happily held his hand.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Herbert. I have always been afraid of being discovered as Spider-Man. I was worried that Aunt May and Stacy would disapprove of me and worry about me, so I dare not tell them the truth."

"But it turns out that my worries were unnecessary. They agreed with my philosophy. Aunt Mei just told me to protect myself. Gwen even thought it was cool."

"You know? Early this morning, I was swinging her from building to building in New York, and solving a robbery by the way, and Gwen loved it."

Jude coughed a few times: "It's good that you understand, Peter, I just did this to teach you that you must be honest with your family members, and your family members will definitely be like me, because we know you best."

The little spider nodded: "I thank you from the bottom of my heart, Mr. Herbert."

At the same time, he thought to himself: "It seems that everyone's acceptance of superheroes is still very high. It seems that James is the only one who hates me. If I also learn from Tony Stark and disclose my identity, maybe I can become a big star. "

Jude patted him on the head: "Don't be in a daze, now I just have time, I will personally guide you in your work, if you don't understand anything, just ask."

Three hours later, a battle armor full of rough and explosive feeling was assembled, and one could feel the huge power hidden in it just by looking at it.

"Very well, I'll name you Cowboy #1."

(End of this chapter)