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"Hello, Irebati, does anyone miss your handsome, charming and cute little bitch, Mr. Deadpool? You don't need to answer, I know, the answer is yes"

Deadpool appeared and said hello to Leonidas, then he started having fun with himself, waving and blowing kisses like a star. Little did he know that the audience in the live broadcast room was laughing crazy, and hidden The secret agents, spies and the forces behind them all had dark faces.

Since there is a performance, there must be an audience. Deadpool does not say hello casually. Every time he waves or blows a kiss, there are spies and agents in the direction. No one thinks it is a coincidence.

"So, audience, you can cheer. Tonight, Mr. Deadpool will bring you the most exciting, exciting, interesting and touching performance.

this show time"

As soon as he finished speaking, Deadpool's head exploded like a watermelon that had been hit from the side by a sledgehammer. He fell powerlessly from the rooftop, and thunderous gunshots came from the distance.

Deadshot curled his lips, removed the still smoking barrel attached to the muzzle of the assault rifle, and continued to move.

Snapped

Deadpool fell to the ground very smoothly, like a bag filled with water falling from a high altitude. His flesh and blood exploded, and it was horrific.

Leonidas twitched his lips when he saw this, and was too lazy to pay attention to this crazy heroic spirit, and chased after Deadshot.

He knew that this heroic spirit had some kind of immortality. Although he still remembered Deadpool, he didn't want to get entangled with Deadpool for the time being.

Just when passing by Deadpool, he stepped on it, which shocked Deadpool's recovering body.

No agent or spy was going to take advantage of the opportunity to take some scraps of Deadpool, and no one was stupid enough to do such a thing in full view of the public.

This makes Deadpool, who wants to cause trouble, a bit disappointed. After becoming a heroic spirit, his regeneration ability can be accelerated with magic power. As long as the magic power is sufficient, he can recover from any injury in the blink of an eye. He deliberately slowed down the recovery speed, but no one thought Do something, just like the master who winked at berserker

"You cowards and cowards, girls are better than you"

Deadpool instantly recovered from his injuries, and a carp jumped up from the ground, spitting venom around him, and at the same time chased Leonidas and Deadshot without stopping.

It was just a random hobby with no purpose other than to deceive people. He is still a Heroic Spirit and his main job is still the Holy Grail War.

Deadpool caught up with Leonidas very smoothly. It was not that he ran very fast or that Leonidas slowed down, but that Leonidas was in trouble.

Preset firearms, mines, grenades, flash bombs, etc., as well as long-range snipers from time to time, all made Leonidas suffer a lot, who had no time to get used to modern thermal weapons and combat methods.

Deadpool is much more relaxed than Leonidas. He has experience as a mercenary. His marksmanship is not as good as that of Deadshot, but trap placement is not necessarily inferior. He can deal with it like a fish in water. He has avoided most of the traps and hidden guns, and only a few have escaped. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work, it only consumes very little magic power to recover the injury.

But Deadpool is more irritable than Leonidas. He is better at close-range firefights and killing people with knives. He feels that he is being targeted.

"Unknown heroic spirit, are you serious? Uncle Deadpool has never seen a warrior as cowardly as you. If you have the guts to fight with Uncle Deadpool on a bayonet, your father should have shot you against the wall back then."

Deadpool sent the most sincere greetings to Deadshot. As if a switch was turned on, this greeting was out of control, and all kinds of unpleasant remarks were spewed out continuously.

The live broadcast room has been synchronously silenced, which is better. The experience of the live audience feels quite complicated. They have never thought that human language is so rich. Men are silent and women are in tears. It’s so special. It's amazing.

I feel like I've learned a strange skill.

Deadshot also felt like he was about to explode. His face was darker than a certain director. He leaned behind the load-bearing pillar of the underground garage and said bitterly:

"I will definitely put your head in the toilet"

"Oh, everyone can tell lies."

Deadpool sneered, but his eyes were looking around for any traps. He was really frightened by the reception along the way, and at the same time he said unforgivingly:

"The current situation is that you have nowhere to escape. Although the little troubles along the way make Uncle Deadpool very angry, Uncle Deadpool is willing to give you a happy life."

Although nothing was found, Deadpool believed that there was definitely explosives hidden here. It might not be a large amount, but it could blow up the underground garage.

Even though they knew it was a trap, Deadpool and Leonidas did not retreat. Maybe some heroic spirits would retreat at this time, but they would not.

Leonidas held his shield in front of him. He was the king of Sparta and a warrior of Sparta. When he faced a hundred thousand enemy troops, he still led 300 warriors to defend Thermopylae for three days, even until his death. Take a step back.

At this moment, facing a mere trap, he will not retreat.

What surprised Leonidas was Deadpool's attitude.

He glanced at Deadpool, who was standing in a horn-like position with him to seal the Archer. His eyes were full of surprise and he said in surprise:

"Aren't you leaving?"

The Deadpool in his impression was not this kind of heroic spirit who rose to the challenge.

The face under Deadpool's mask showed a proud smile that no one could see.

"Who are you looking down on?"

Although Deadpool usually has no formal status, he does everything from killing people and setting fires to intimidating children and copying homework for elementary school students. He seems to have no bottom line.

Well, he just has no bottom line, but, it was all Deadpool’s doing, it’s none of his business Mr. Wade Wilson

He, Mr. Wade Wilson, has a little bit of a bottom line.

The despicable Mr. Deadpool lowered his head in shame, and the noble man raised his chin high for Mr. Wade Wilson, and thunderous applause sounded.

Under the mask, the corners of Mr. Wade Wilson's mouth were slightly raised, showing a modest smile.

Leonidas had no idea how rich and emotional the inner scenes of Mr. Wade Wilson, a full-time showman and temporarily split personality, were, and even moved him.

The King of Sparta, who was not good at reading people's hearts, was moved by Wade Wilson's spirit of rising to the challenge. Instead, he said very seriously:

"I didn't expect you to have the heart of a true warrior. In this case, I am willing to put aside our grudges with you for the time being and work together to deal with the cunning enemy."

"Oh, thank you for your kindness. Your breasts are as big as the Statue of Liberty. Thank you so much."

Deadpool bent down and bowed 90 degrees, singing his thanks in an aria, but the bitchy smell lingered.