American Comics: The Invincible Wheel of Fortune

"Aaron, can you advance some pocket money?"

"What's wrong? The punishments for this month are over again? I didn't tell you that you need to pay more attention to your spoken language."

"Oh, no more..."

The mysterious square-faced bearded cowboy who came and went like the wind, rode on his horse and shot the whole audience to death. His eyes were shocked, but he finally walked away like the wind.

But it left a lot of doubts about his identity, why he appeared there, and why he just ran into an abandoned factory and disappeared without a trace...

Or what he said.

However, someone was so happy that he pretended to be a contest and ran away. After returning home, while he was still thinking about his next move, he was approached by Lorna.

"Always tell me what you want to buy, or what event do you want to donate some money to?"

However, the big Lolita Lorna didn't say that she wanted to advance her pocket money, and she hesitated to say why.

"Didn't you get a boyfriend? I'm so generous to you."

"Go, go, go! Those little brats with duck throats and acne in school, who cares about them?"

Yes, I am already in the second grade of middle school.

"Could he be your former friend?" Aaron asked casually.

Lorna, the big girl, was still humming and laughing, and looking at her eyes, Aaron knew that he had guessed it right.

"Did someone come to you? What's the situation? Are you just asking for money, or do you really need help?"

This needs to be asked clearly. Children on the streets, even bad ones, are still half-grown children. Hateful people also have pity. If he was really forced to do so, Alon would not look at people with a colored eye.

But if there is that bad boy who wants to entangle Lorna with his previous relationship...

The square-faced bearded man will tell them what it means to step on a horse and shoot him.

"Okay, that's it..." Lorna finally nodded and explained the reason.

Brooklyn.

A certain neighborhood where fish and dragons are mixed, and people from all walks of life often hang out here.

The wayward sisters at Sister Margaret's school.

...You also said that Negative Sonic Boy Warhead is the coolest nickname, that's so modest, man.

The bearded man with a square face thought so as he looked at the sign of the bar.

"Friend, you're a new face. Although you look cool and want to say that the first cup is free, we only entertain regular customers here. Is there any friend who can introduce me?" Behind the bar, there is a man with a beard and glasses who looks quite obscene at first glance. Dude, he said this while wiping the bar.

"I'm looking for Wade Wilson, and he told me that I can come here to find him." The square-faced bearded man lit a cigar, with his sad eyes and melancholy roots, all he needed was a glass of martini. Several of them were quite tough. The young lady glanced this way.

"Wade? I don't know him very well. He hasn't been here for a long time."

This guy is also lying when he opens his mouth... "Then you help the faceless guy over there in the black hoodie and order a drink of 'blow flute'." The square-faced bearded man took out a twenty-dollar bill. , throw it on the table.

"Do you really know him? Are you really his friend?" Hu Zaizi Glasses became more serious now.

"I was still able to save him, after the fire yesterday."

"Oh! You're that guy who keeps talking and pretending... whoops, I'm sorry." Hu Zazi covered his mouth with glasses and apologized without sincerity.

I bother! You are the only one who has no right to call other people stupid... Aaron has a black look on his face, you are a white-eyed wolf bastard, and you are the one behind the scenes, I should let you bury yourself in that factory as a beggar!

"Now I'm serious, give him a glass of 'blow flute'." The square-faced bearded man glared at the bearded glasses in annoyance.

"...Okay, okay, coffee wine, Baileys, whipped cream, your 'blow flute' is ready...Why is everyone forcing me to do this?"

The bearded man with a square face gave him a middle finger as an extra tip.

The faceless guy in the black hoodie felt bad.

It wasn't because he saw someone asking him to "play the flute" that he felt bad.

But he exuded a sense of dejection, which made people think that he must be in bad condition all over.

The hoodie didn't even raise his head, he just stared blankly at the cup of "blow flute" in front of him, and suddenly felt bored.

I was so bored.

It was boring.

Bored...

The strange thing is that no one laughed at him, and no one watched the fun. They just subconsciously stayed away from him.

It's a very lively bar, but there is a small space around the hoodie, as if it is isolated from the world, and there is a person dejected there.

"What's wrong, weren't you quite happy before, letting that Francis run away?"

"without."

Damn...it's not like this, it's such a big blow! ?

The square-faced bearded man was really shocked when he heard the guy in front of him give a one-word answer!

Didn't you admit the wrong person?

"Why the hell am I so unlucky? I finally managed to save my life, but my face turned into the skin of a sixty-year-old man. Avocado raped another uglier avocado!"

"I finally caught the culprit and wanted him to change me back, but he told me that he couldn't. In this life, if I really want to have this life, I can only live with this guy who fucked Utah on Elm Street. Got it!"

"How the hell am I going to see Vanessa? Huh? You think I can be considered a righteous knight after all, right? When I was a mercenary, I was loved by everyone. I didn't even pay for meals. What the hell? That's all..."

Listening to the endless chatter of the hoodie, the square-faced bearded man patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief. This was the right rhythm.

"Do you think there can be anyone worse than me? When I was three years old... when I was fifteen years old..."

Warnima... is really good at spraying...

This guy couldn't stop squirting. His mouth was numb and his tongue was cramping when he said it. He immediately started to slap his big mouth with left and right swings. After he recovered, he continued to squirt. It was enough.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop."

Hearing that this guy was about to shake off all kinds of indescribable details, Aaron quickly stopped.

"Francis is not an anomaly."

"Ah? Really? Does that mean that Mr. Wade still has hope of rescuing me? Let me just say, how could such a good person like me be abandoned by God? Brother, dear brother, please tell me who can save me. ? Don't talk about drinking 'blow flute', you let me give it to you..."

Wade, this bitch, stood in front of the square-faced bearded man, with his mouth open, his hands on his lips, and his tongue pushing against the other side of his face...

"stop!"

The bearded man with a square face covered his face and really wanted to be destroyed by Ya.

"I don't know if anyone can save you. I just want to say that there are many people who have done similar things to Francis. There are a large number of homeless people on the streets in New York and Jersey, including the elderly and children. They disappear quietly and mutate. The same is true for people, and there is no need for me to tell you, someone who has experienced it personally, what the outcome will be."

"I'm like this, and you still want to play superhero games with me, right? Who can I be? A bombed avocado? My fucking background story is quite dark, but this is not next door... Hey, next door ?What’s next door?”

Having said that, Wade's eyes, which were like a pool of stagnant water, were a little more lively.

"Someone has to do something, right? And aren't you angry? It's better to be angry out loud than to pretend to be stubborn here and only breathe, right?"

"But I've got my revenge. Francis gave me so much trouble. Oh, no, I don't know what's going on with Francis. I don't know him very well. You're not an undercover agent, are you? Probably not, the news didn't say that , but the rumors say that you are quite fierce..."

"There will always be another Francis, and there are many Francis out there."

"That's true, but..."