Marvel's Magneto is a good guy

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Not only was Deadpool confused by this reason for looking for someone, but the SHIELD agents were even more shocked. They made such a big fuss just to collect debts.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Deadpool's mouth was still gagged and he couldn't speak at all. Eric pulled off the mask, and Deadpool spat wildly.

"Bah, bah, bah, this mask smells too bad. Damn it, I remember I just washed it two months ago and poured two bottles of Chanel into it." Deadpool covered his throat and rolled his eyes as if he was poisoned.

Eric raised his other hand and hit him hard on the head, "Pay back the money."

"Hey, man, when did I owe you money? We just met." Deadpool covered the pocket on his waist. "I have absolutely no money in my pocket, absolutely no 25 dollars and 20 cents. You can't touch my wallet." "

Eric grinned, opened his hand, and tore open his pocket forcefully. A pile of coins inside fell out. Eric's expression changed, and he flipped his palm slightly, and the coins automatically jumped into his palm.

"That's not it." Eric looked ferocious, and when he closed his palms hard, he crushed the coin into a ball of scrap metal, and it was still on the ground casually.

"Oh, God, my money." Deadpool struggled to escape from Eric's clutches. Eric let go of him. He immediately knelt on the ground, holding the piece of scrap metal and crying bitterly.

The agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. were dumbfounded and looked at the sky speechlessly, for fear that Deadpool's outrageous actions would offend this mysterious strong man.

Eric didn't get angry because of this, but let out a hearty laugh, shaking the plane for a while.

"Hey, hey, stop it, my God, your laughter is worse than Voldemort's. Why doesn't Gandalf come to you? Didn't you steal My Little Pony's ring?" Deadpool turned the piece of scrap metal and covered it with his hands. He muttered nonsense on top of his head, and then moved his hands to his ears, "Strange, why are my ears here?"

"You guys, get out." Eric stopped laughing, pointed to the door, and glared at Coulson. Coulson shrugged and retreated with the SHIELD agents, but all the surveillance cameras were switched to this room.

How could Eric not know this, but he just pretended not to know, looked around for a long time, nodded with satisfaction, pulled up Deadpool, "You accepted ten gold bars from me."

"Hey, buddy, don't talk nonsense. We have never met. How can I accept your gold bars? It's the 21st century. How can there be people trading gold bars? We all use U.S. dollars, etc." He said As he spoke, Deadpool was suddenly startled and remembered something, "I seem to have received gold bars once, but that time..."

"That's me" Eric pulled up Deadpool's collar and roared at him, shattering several surveillance cameras.

"You are" Deadpool's avocado-like face was filled with disbelief.

"Shut up, it's me" Eric roared again, interrupting Deadpool.

Deadpool immediately understood his intention, no longer mentioned his name, raised his hands, "Okay, okay, I have collected your gold bars, and the task has not been completed yet, man, you are so rich, why do you still care so much?" A little gold bar? But having said that, I am a reputable mercenary. If you insist, I will return it to you. However, can you please extend it for a few days? My only remaining assets have been turned into scrap metal by you. , I don’t even have any money for lunch, woo hoo”

"It will be there in a few days." Eric pretended to believe Deadpool, causing Coulson and other agents to facepalm for a while. They believed such nonsense. This Savage King is too simple.

Deadpool nodded hurriedly, "Of course, of course, someone paid a high price for my head. When I sell my head, I will have money to buy gold bars and return it to you."

Eric stared at Deadpool's head and looked up and down, making Deadpool's hair tremble. "Hey, it's another me, not this one."

Eric nodded drowsily, then hugged Deadpool shoulder to shoulder, and punched the void in front of him with his other hand. The space suddenly shattered, revealing a black hole. Eric reached in and grabbed He handed a large piece of barbecue to Deadpool, bared his teeth and said, "Eat"

Deadpool's nose twitched slightly and he swallowed exaggeratedly, "Brother, you are such a good person, I won't care about my lunch money with you."

After that, Deadpool grabbed the barbecue and ate it wildly, while Eric laughed happily.

Deadpool's special physique means he doesn't have to worry about poisons and the like at all. Even if he drinks a whole pot of toilet cleaner and jumps off a skyscraper, it will only allow him to lie down for a while. In his dictionary, there is no such thing as poison. The word "poison" does not exist.

There is indeed no poison in this piece of barbecue, but Eric has added some other ingredients to it, the star-eating bee.

These star-eating bees were compressed by him with a unified position, making them even smaller, hiding in the muscle fibers of the barbecue, and it was impossible for Deadpool to notice.

After Deadpool finished eating all the barbecue, Eric showed a satisfied smile. The Star Eater Bee had been embedded in Deadpool's bones without letting him notice it. It followed him like gangrene attached to the bone. he.

"You, friend" Eric patted Deadpool's chest and hugged him enthusiastically, but Deadpool looked disgusted, "Brother, can you let me go? I'm only interested in beauties with bulging fronts and backs. Of course, It’s not unacceptable if you’re pretty and pretty, but you’re too strong and I think my length may not be enough.”

Eric pretended to be at a loss on the surface, but in his heart he even wanted to kill him. If the length is not long enough, why should you use your length and not mine? What the hell is length? Is there anyone who talks like that?

However, one of the main purposes of this trip was achieved.

After a close encounter with Deadpool, Eric finally became certain that the goddess of death had noticed him.

As we all know, Deadpool is the beloved person of the Goddess of Death, but when the Goddess of Death noticed this about Deadpool, almost no one knows. Eric previously thought that the goddess of death noticed Deadpool after Deadpool came into contact with Thanos, but the feeling at close range made him overturn this view.

Deadpool already has a trace of the goddess of death in his body. Eric once came into contact with the goddess of death. It is a regular existence with a unique aura that is indescribable but has a profound impact on people. He cannot forget it.

However, Deadpool has not yet come into contact with Thanos, so Eric's plan is only half completed. He rolled his eyes and smiled broadly, "Friend, I have a deal, do you want to take it?"

"Why don't you just find someone? God, please don't let me find someone again."

Eric shook his head, showing his white teeth, "Kill"

"Okay, let's talk first. How much will you give me?" Deadpool patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll help you heal your face." Eric pointed to Deadpool's avocado face.

"Really?" Deadpool immediately glared, "Tell me quickly, who to kill?"

"Kill a purple sweet potato spirit"