Marvel Entertainment, Inc.

"who are you"

Frank opened the door and pretended not to recognize Natasha, but this was more than just a pretense. In essence, he was asking Natasha's identity at this time. Did she represent SHIELD and Nick Fury, or was she the uncrowned king of Hell's Kitchen? Life Assistant.

The two completely different identities represent completely different meanings, which also determines Frank's attitude towards Natasha.

Natasha understood in her heart and said without changing her expression:

"I am the personal assistant to the chairman of Marvel Entertainment, Natalie. The boss wants to meet Mr. Wade Winston Wilson."

Originally it was Gizelle who came here to find Deadpool today, but due to some reasons that are a long story, Gizelle took time off to recuperate, so Natasha had to come out.

Deadpool pulled Frank away, stuck his head out and said narcissistically:

"I seem to hear someone complimenting me on how handsome I am. Girl, you are very discerning. Even the hood can no longer stop my handsome face. I am worthy of being a Deadpool."

Frank:

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Natasha's mouth twitched. Although her career as an agent has made her known to countless people, and there are not only one or two shameless people, but someone as coquettish and mean as Deadpool is really rare.

"The boss said, if you can't shut up, allow me to use some special means."

Natasha said as she pulled out the pistol tucked behind her waist, and pointed the gun at Deadpool's head intentionally or unintentionally, but what Frank and Deadpool were more concerned about was the red mark on the back of Natasha's hand.

"The boss said that Mr. Wade can't die anyway, he can wait a little longer."

Natasha said and turned on the safety.

Frank's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice:

"Who is your boss?"

He is determined to win the Holy Grail. If someone wants to stop him, even if that person is the uncrowned king of Hell's Kitchen, a monster who makes all the underworld in New York bow down overnight, Frank will not take a step back.

"The founder of the Holy Grail System."

Natasha doesn't want to conflict with Frank, and in a head-on fight, as an agent, she may not have a chance of winning against the best soldier in the SEAL team.

Therefore, Natasha leaked some information to Frank, and it was not a taboo. After all, her boss had never tried to hide anything, and had even been deliberately leaking information to the outside world.

The only live broadcast company that has the rights to broadcast the Holy Grail War. Anyone who is not particularly stupid knows that the owner of Marvel Entertainment has a lot to do with the Holy Grail War.

In fact, Frank did have a guess, and Natasha's words confirmed his guess.

Natasha said calmly:

"Then, make your decision."

"Oh, has Uncle Deadpool's name spread out? But just in time, I also have something to talk to your boss about."

Deadpool is still naughty, naughty, and flirtatious, and he doesn't forget to tease Natasha after getting down to business.

"But you can put your gun away now. A small gun went off. It's not a woman's toy."

Natasha glanced at Deadpool, didn't bother to pay attention, and put away the gun.

Frank said:

"I'm going with you."

"Yes, but the boss may not necessarily see you."

Natasha didn't refuse.

Frank nodded calmly.

"I know."

Back at Marvel Entertainment, Natasha asked Frank and Deadpool to wait in the reception room on the fifth floor, went up to the rooftop alone, and said to Bai Lu, who was doing some operations she couldn't understand:

"Boss, Wade's master is also here. Do you want to see him?"

Natasha was not surprised that she couldn't understand Bai Lu's operation. This was also the most helpless thing about her as an agent. It was obvious that his goal had never been concealed at all, but she just didn't understand anything and couldn't understand it at all.

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Bai Lu knew who the master of Deadpool was and said without thinking:

"not see."

There weren't many things on Earth that could be hidden from him, Hell's Kitchen was completely non-existent, and he knew about Frank Custer the Punisher, but that didn't interest him.

"Bring Deadpool to my office."

"Ok."

"Oh damn capitalists."

Deadpool followed Natasha into the sixth floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw a small garden-like scene. This kind of touch was considered a luxury in his experience. When he opened his mouth, he complained disdainfully, but the next sentence was True colors revealed.

"Uncle Deadpool is so envious. Why does Uncle Deadpool, who has such opportunities in other worlds, wear a green ring and become a green freak?"

Natasha's heart moved slightly, but she brought Deadpool to Bai Lian without changing her expression.

"You are the creator of the Holy Grail system and you don't look like much, you are as pretty as a girl."

Baji

Without warning, Deadpool exploded on the spot, spraying out in all directions like fireworks, except for the positions of Natasha and Bai Lu.

But soon, before the first drop of blood hit the ground, as if the rewind button was pressed on the video tape, the exploding flesh and blood quickly returned to its original position, allowing Deadpool to return to his original state.

The golden pen in Bai Lu's hand spun around, her red eyes looked at Deadpool teasingly, her brows slightly raised, and she said with a playful smile:

"The face of death comes first, have you organized your language?"

"Okay, okay, Mr. Deadpool is not a coward, he is just polite."

Deadpool muttered very fast and didn't know if he was explaining it to himself or Natasha. He paused and said seriously:

"And Mr. Deadpool is not someone's face either."

Super-speed regeneration and immortality do not mean that there is no pain. The feeling of exploding on the spot and having every cell in the body torn apart is not fun at all.

There is no need to consider which one to choose between being a mean-spirited person and suffering hardship, and being calm and retributive.

Bai Lu glanced at the tough-tongued Deadpool with a half-smile, but without any entanglement, she lightly tapped the table with the pen in her hand, and said with interest:

"How did you get here?"

Deadpool said without much hesitation:

"One day I suddenly felt a call, so the bored Deadpool responded and came."

Bai Lu's hand turning the pen paused slightly.

"you sure"

"Well, in fact, Mr. Wade came first, and then he had some intuition, so he replaced the original assassin."

Deadpool intuitively felt something was wrong, so he decisively told the truth, then spread his hands, shrugged, and couldn't help but get angry again.

"But the order is not that important, isn't it? Just like when a person does something happy, there is no need to be obsessed with which one is left or right, because they are equally important."

"Let's just pretend that you are really good."

Bai Lu smiled lightly. He knew from the beginning that Deadpool was not a real servant, because there was no such number one figure in his Hall of Heroes.

Moreover, he saw in Deadpool a certain power that travels through time and space and the cause and effect of existence that is the same as the essence of a certain world.

What makes Bai Lu curious the most is