The God of Death in American Comics

A yellow Ford taxi is driving. Judging from the paint, the car has been in service for some years.

In the back seat, Deadpool, who was wearing a red tights, checked the Desert Eagle in his hand. He placed the two knives on the seat beside him. Of course, he also had another name, Wade Wilson.

Originally a mercenary, he was diagnosed with cancer one day. In order to treat this disease, he underwent an X-ray regeneration experiment. Although he suffered a lot during the experiment, he also gained a very durable body and The ability to regenerate, but the cancer cells did not disappear, but conflicted and rejected with the regenerative cells in his body. This resulted in a body full of scars. Coupled with the departure of his girlfriend, Wade has been Get crazy.

"Damn it, I forgot the ammunition bag." Wade Wilson murmured as he slapped his forehead.

"dong dong dong"

At this time, there was a slapping sound from the taxi trunk.

"Pah!" He patted the back seat with his hand, and Wade shouted, "Fuck, why are you making such a noise? Just lie down."

The black driver naturally heard it, but when he saw the perverted uniform and the Desert Eagle in his hand in the rearview mirror, he wisely chose to ignore it.

Wade Wilson seemed to have noticed the black driver's gaze and complained, "Oh, let me think about it, you must have thought that there was a young girl from some school in the trunk." This is a -word complaint.

""The driver didn't seem to hear it and just drove by himself.

"Tch, actually if you ask, I can satisfy your curiosity." Wade Wilson started chatting mode.

"I think your thing must be bigger than mine." Wade Wilson pointed obscenely.

"Sir, I don't want to cause trouble. I still have a wife and children at home." The black driver finally said the first sentence.

"O, what do you think of me? I am a good person, really, I am a hero." Wade exclaimed exaggeratedly, pointing to his head with both hands.

The driver swallowed his saliva, "You think of me as a zz, with a samurai sword, a desert eagle, and a perverted tights, but you don't dare to show your true colors, what kind of good person is dressed like you?"

When Wade saw that the other party was silent, he thought that the other party had acquiesced. He was about to show off his great achievements in the past, but unfortunately he stopped.

"Dong Zhi"

Just as he closed the trunk and was about to say hello to the other party, the taxi rushed out at a starting speed of 40 miles. The mud splashed by the rear wheel directly covered Wade's feet.

"Hey, I haven't given you any money yet." Wade waved and shouted.

A middle finger stretched out from the taxi driver's window not far away.

"" There was silence for a moment, and then Wade made a proud gesture. It seemed that Wade was very happy to be exempted from a wave of taxi fees.

He bent down and dragged a person-sized black duffel bag to the side.

A sign on one side reads, New York Route 17.

Two minutes later, Wade dragged his duffel bag to a car abandonment station, where a large number of dilapidated and damaged cars were piled on top of each other.

Wade walked past several piles of cars, where a group of people were already waiting.

Several Range Rovers were parked in the middle, and American muscular men in black suits were surrounding them. One hand was still in his arms, ready to pull out a deadly weapon at any time. .

A middle-aged white man with a hooked nose stood in the middle of the field, obviously waiting for someone.

Dominic, a lieutenant rank under General Ross, is responsible for capturing special mutants. Albert, who was in charge of the work here, was dismissed a day ago, so Ross transferred him here.

"Here in red, you're late. I've been waiting for you for thirty minutes." Dominic said gloomily.

Wade kicked the bag and said, "It took me a lot of effort to catch it alive. Do you know how difficult it is to get this thing?"

Dominic waved his hand, and his two men were about to step forward, but were stopped by Wade.

"Hey, where's the money? Although I originally did this for you because you are the government, why don't you give me the money first? The stuff is already here anyway." Wade suggested exaggeratedly.

"Give it to him." Dominic gestured.

Then one of his men threw a suitcase directly to Wade.

"Now we can inspect the goods." Dominic said again.

"Bang." Wade opened the suitcase, took a look, and immediately made way for him.

"I have to remind you, this thing is a bit dangerous."

This time, there was no need for the lieutenant to signal. Two of his men stepped forward and opened the black bag directly.

"Roar!" There was a monster-like roar, and a weirdo with an evil mask in the bag struggled and roared. If Coulson and others were here, they would definitely be shocked.

However, it seemed that General Ross's men were already familiar with the task. No matter how hard the humanoid struggled, they directly dragged the opponent out of the black bag.

The humanoid tried to break free, but Wade used a special technique to tie him up, and he was sandwiched between two strong men in black, so he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried.

If bikers who are familiar with binding see this scene, they will definitely smile knowingly.

A white evil horror mask with a dark hole on the chest, Dominic nodded, but this kind of thing has been classified as a special mutant by them.

Then he walked up to Wade and took out a photo, "Do you know this person?"

Wade's eyes moved from Franklin in the suitcase to the photo, and exclaimed exaggeratedly, "This is the pervert in fancy clothes."

Dominic frowned and looked at the guy in tights in front of him, who was wearing strange clothes.

"you know"

"Of course, the last time I met him, I lost 300 million." Wade shouted unwillingly.

"Make a price, we want this person." Dominic simply pointed at the photo of Ye Feng in the state of death.

"No, no, no, I won't take this kind of business. The other party is not something I can deal with." You think I'm stupid. I was ready to come back for revenge two days ago, but when I saw the figure fighting with Killian, Wade was far away. I gave up after looking at it twice.

Should we let him go over and chop him for fun? Although he won't die, he doesn't like being abused.

"Okay, then continue to collect these masked mutants. We just want to survive." Dominic thought of Rose's instructions and did not continue the conversation. He simply said a few words and prepared to take the people away.

Wade nodded in agreement, then picked up the suitcase and left.

After the other party left, a man in black came over and said, "Sir, SHIELD is involved in the Hydralisk Society's matter."

Dominic stretched out his hand and touched his aquiline nose, "Call the general immediately and ask him to find a way to detain the SHIELD people and notify our people to withdraw temporarily so that the SHIELD people don't find out."