Marvel's Conscience

Deadpool immediately fell to the ground, hugged Ye Ye's thigh, and cried: "Master"

"I really didn't mean it. Could you be so cruel and abandon me?"

Ye Ye kicked Deadpool away with one kick and scolded: "Deadpool, don't you think you've caused me enough harm?"

Deadpool hugged Ye Ye's thigh reluctantly and would not let go, no matter how many times Ye Ye kicked him away.

In the eyes of Deadpool, Ye Ye's gambling skills are miraculous.

If he could do it all, not to mention all, even if he learned the sixth or seventh level, he wouldn't have to work so hard to kill people and make money in the future.

Therefore, Ye Ye at this time was like the God of Wealth in Deadpool's eyes.

Even if you are shameless, you still have to hug Ye Ye's thigh.

"By the way, I remember Master, your company seems to be collecting mutant blood." Deadpool suddenly remembered something and shouted.

Ye Ye stopped and continued to kick out Deadpool's feet, and said in surprise: "You are quite well-informed."

"I just started, you will know"

"Master, isn't this just a living thing?" Deadpool said with a smile: "Look at me, as a third-level mutant, and I am considered a strong one among the third-level mutants, is my blood useful?"

Ye Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "Then you are saying that you are willing to exchange your blood for my gambling skills."

"That's right." Deadpool flattered Ye Ye by tapping his leg and said, "What do you think, old man?"

After thinking for a moment, Ye Ye said with a half-smile, "What are you going to do next?"

"Master, look at how many milliliters of blood I need if I want to learn all your skills," Deadpool asked tentatively.

"I know too many gambling skills. With your qualifications, I'm afraid you won't be able to fully master all my gambling skills even if you devote your whole life to gambling."

Ye Ye pinched his brows and said thoughtfully: "Let's do this. Every time you give me a syringe of blood, I'll teach you a gambling technique. The kind that you can teach and learn. How about that?"

Deadpool thought for a while, and a syringe of blood taught Bao Hui, and it seemed that he didn't suffer much.

"Okay, Master, that's it." Deadpool nodded.

"Haha" Ye Ye had an evil smile on his face, and took out the bucket-like syringe from the space ring.

That was also the syringe Ye Ye used when taking blood from the Hulk.

Deadpool looked at the smiling Ye Ye who suddenly took out such a large syringe. His eyes immediately straightened, his face was horrified, he swallowed his saliva and stammered: "Master, master, you said that one syringe can be exchanged for a kind of guarantee." What I don’t know about my gambling skills is this syringe.”

"That's right, do you think there is no price to pay for the teaching and skills I mentioned?" Ye Ye said with a smile.

"Master!" Deadpool flew to Ye Ye's feet again, crying: "Your penis is so big, I won't be able to bear it. Please show mercy to me, my disciple."

"I pity you, hammer." Ye Ye kicked Deadpool away again and said angrily: "First of all, let me reiterate, I am not your master. Secondly, ours is not a master-apprentice teaching, it is just a transaction. , if you don’t want to have your blood drawn, then don’t try to learn my gambling skills, I won’t force you.”

"Master, it's not that I don't want to honor you, but you are too big and I really can't bear it." Deadpool hugged Ye Ye's thigh and looked at Ye Ye with tears in his eyes and cried.

"Don't be so ambiguous, I'm not your little spider, I'm not gay," Ye Ye retorted righteously.

"Furthermore, if you learn and become proficient in any of my gambling skills, you will almost always lose more and win less if you go to a general casino. Except for some gambling king-level opponents, you will rarely have other opponents. You are your opponent, think about it, isn’t it worth a syringe of blood in exchange for your ability to control the casino?”

"Also, because it is difficult for mutants to enter the casino, I suggest that you can choose any one. This means that if the professor is your girlfriend, it is also possible."

"How about it, I'll be considerate"

Deadpool's face improved a little, but he was still miserable. He choked and said: "Master, can't you change to a smaller size? I'm really fragile and I can't stand your old man's torment like this."

"Fuck" Ye Ye cursed, this guy was so dirty that he really couldn't stop him.

"You've been bragging about your immortality, haven't you? Now that you're scared of even a small syringe, you're still not a man."

Deadpool had a grimace and was submissive, not daring to refute, but he just wanted Ye Ye to change to a smaller syringe.

"Okay, okay, because you are so sincere, I will change it to a smaller one." Ye Ye impatiently put away the syringe as thick as a bucket, and took out another one from the space ring. The syringe, which was half smaller than before, said: "This is okay."

"This" Deadpool pointed at the syringe hesitantly, hesitating as he seemed to be too big.

"Well, you can get out of here. I won't teach you this gambling skill anymore." Ye Ye said with disdain: "Look at my status."

"Chairman of Umbrella"

"My Mr. Deadpool, I earn millions every minute, how can I have time to bargain with you?"

"I usually don't have enough time to play by myself. Now I'm kind-hearted and want to spend a lot of time teaching you gambling skills. But you don't appreciate it. Then I have nothing to say."

Seeing that Ye Ye was about to chase people away, Deadpool quickly said: "Master, calm down, calm down, okay, just the syringe, one syringe for another gambling technique, I agree."

The anger on Ye Ye's face softened slightly and he said: "You know how many people want to learn my gambling skills, but so far, apart from Tony Stark, you are the second person who has come into contact with my gambling skills."

"Do you know what price Tony Stark paid when he wanted to learn my gambling skills?"

"I can't scare you to death"

"You have to know how to cherish it," Ye Ye said seriously.

Deadpool burst into tears. If you can learn your old gambling skills by drawing blood with a syringe, how many people can afford to learn it?

"Now, let's start drawing the first tube of blood," Ye Ye said, taking out the big syringe again.

"Now Master, isn't it a bit too hasty?" Deadpool forced a smile and said, "Can you give me some time to prepare?"

"Isn't it just a blood draw? How much time do you need to prepare?" Ye Ye smiled and said: "Besides, it is urgently needed for the teacher. Otherwise, you think that your little blood can be used to exchange for my gambling skills."

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