American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

Illinois, Chicago Hospital.

The corridor on the 3rd floor of the hospital was filled with people, who were talking and staring in the direction of room number 3.

At that door, Kerry, the black head nurse wearing glasses, stood there with her arms crossed, whispering something to several armed police officers.

The air in the corridor was a little tense, and the words "golden eyes" kept appearing in the crowd's conversations.

"Hey, golden eyes, is it real?"

"Still a rich person, exactly the same as that one in New York!"

"How could she be here? Chicago is so far from New York?"

"How would I know? Anyway, everyone be careful, let's see what the police officers say?"

"I don't agree, it's too dangerous for her to stay here, she must be taken out!"

"......"

Peng!

The window shattered, and Tony flew in from outside wearing armor.

The crowd exclaimed, recognizing his identity. Head Nurse Kerry turned her head dissatisfied and pointed to the broken window.

"Mr. Stark, damaging hospital property, you..."

Impatiently pushing away the head nurse's hand, Tony stood at the door and said, "Jarvis, donate $100,000 to this hospital."

"Yes."

Jarvis's efficiency was extremely high, and he transferred $100,000 to the hospital almost instantly. The head nurse glared at him, the reprimand stuck in her throat, and the little money of the rich man smashed away her temper.

"Mr. Stark, you must be careful, we are not yet clear about her harmfulness..."

After reminding him, the two police officers beside her took a few steps back and consciously holstered their guns. Thank goodness, a hero finally came to take over this hot potato!

"......"

Always feeling that the gazes of these two police officers looking at him were not right, Tony's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at Pepper in the ward.

Underneath her messy hair was a white hospital gown. Pepper stood barefoot on the cold floor, her face expressionless, and there was not a trace of emotion in her golden pupils.

"......"

His gaze sank slightly, and Tony's face was ugly.

Sure enough... those eyes were exactly the same as that giant baby in New York!

[Emotional value from Tony Stark +2000]

Wave~

A ripple appeared in the air, and in the surprised gazes of the people, a portal flashing with electric sparks appeared in the air.

"Yo, Tony~"

Deadpool walked out of the portal first. He waved his hand around, his posture very unrestrained. The people in the corridor didn't understand what he was doing, and some people subconsciously gave a few claps.

Clap clap clap......

"Thank you, thank you to this old iron for the applause~"

This guy even bowed to thank him. Tony was speechless and was about to say a few words to him when a foot quickly kicked him in the butt.

Peng!

"Wade, thank you for warming up the atmosphere, we've arrived."

Holding a cigarette, Constantine looked at Wade lying on the ground, and led Peter Parker out as unrestrained as if he were walking on a red carpet. Anya was held in Peter's arms, and with a wave of her small hand, the water ball she waved out accurately hit Deadpool's face.

Pa, water splashed everywhere.

"Oh~ my little baby."

Lying on the ground, Deadpool turned sideways and struck a coquettish pose.

"We need to discuss, next time you throw a water ball over, you can aim at Uncle Wade's bu......"

Peng!

Punching Deadpool away, Tony cursed with a dark face.

"Sh*t, Wade, don't corrupt my daughter!"

"Oh my god, Tony, you can't say that, how can that be called corruption?" Sliding and lying on the ground, Deadpool had a lot of opinions about this evaluation. He shouted loudly, "Hey, Constantine, last time we secretly took Anya to a ni......"

Bang!

Finishing off a certain cheap person with one shot, Constantine gave Tony a thumbs up. He pretended, saying it as if it were true.

"No need to thank me, Tony, for the sake of the child's mental health, I'll take care of him for you."

"......"

Looking at the gun in his hand and then at Deadpool's corpse, Tony was very suspicious.

"Mr. Constantine, uh, I, maybe we can..."

Opening his mouth, Peter next to him hesitated, he was still organizing his words, when he saw Deadpool's head straighten up and recover.

"Constantine, that ni......"

Bang!

Looking at the eyes around him as if looking at a murderous maniac, Constantine casually blew on the muzzle of his gun and smiled kindly at everyone.

"Everyone don't worry, we're just here to do a magic show..."

Ding-dong~

A yellow-orange bullet was taken out from the center of Deadpool's eyebrows and discarded on the ground. He wiped the brain matter from the wound and still wanted to shout.

"Shop......"

Bang!

The attack was so decisive and swift, just like the crowd that was scared away by the ah ah ah screams. Even the patients in the surrounding wards ran away quickly holding their IV bags.

The most hilarious was a guy with a cast on his leg and bandages wrapped around his head sitting in a wheelchair. His speed was the slowest, not as good as walking slowly, but he insisted on following the crowd, and even couldn't help but fall from the wheelchair halfway.

Peter is such a kind-hearted child, he couldn't bear to see the other party fall to the ground and wanted to help him up, but Deadpool howled and stood up from the ground. At that moment, a few people clearly saw the change in that person's expression.

Surprise, fear, horror, excitement, despair......

Whoosh!

He... stood up and ran!

Peter: "......"

Constantine: "......"

Tony: "......"

"Mr. Constantine, his leg seems to be in a cast..."

Blinking his eyes, Peter and Anya had the same confused expressions. Wasn't his leg injured? How could he run so fiercely?

"I know, his wheelchair is still there."

With a wooden face, Constantine's cigarette fell to the ground. What could he say? Oh, the potential of human beings is truly limitless?

"Hey, what's wrong? Where did everyone go?"

Shaking his head, Deadpool knocked out another bullet and asked strangely.

"......"

Supporting his forehead with one hand, Tony looked around. Great, these two idiots came and in less than 3 minutes, everyone on this floor... was gone.

This clearing effect... is simply unparalleled!

Sighing, Tony clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention back and said, "Okay, now, what should we do about Pepper's appearance?"

Pa.

Snapping his fingers, orange magical energy flashed in the air, attaching to the pupils of a few people.

Everyone stared at Pepper intently, and saw a blue... thread?

That blue thread stretched out from Pepper's head, extending into the distant void.

Tony felt uneasy in his heart as he watched, and he marked the length of the thread and the direction it was pointing, and asked Jarvis to start calculating.

"Mr. Stark, calculations show that the location this line is pointing to is connected to New York."

Jarvis's calculation results were not unexpected. Tony turned to ask Constantine, but found that Constantine was looking at Deadpool, no, at Deadpool's hand... Anya.

Huh?

When did Anya get taken over by Deadpool?

He looked at Peter and found that Peter was looking around in surprise. It was estimated that Deadpool had taken her away while he wasn't paying attention.

"Those are not important, Tony, look at what Anya is holding in her hand?"

Waving his hand, Constantine pointed at Anya.

Getting a reminder, Tony took a closer look and exclaimed, "That blue line!"

"Hey, Tony, how did Anya grab this line? How can't I grab it?"

Looking at the line in Anya's hand, Deadpool couldn't grab it no matter how many times he tried. He shouted at Tony in surprise.

Tony, Constantine, and Peter hurriedly stepped forward. They all tried to grab it with their hands, but the result was the same as Deadpool. Only Anya could grab this line!