Marvel, who rescued him? !

Six months later, Kidd once again wreaked havoc in New York, and the team chasing him not only included the New York police, but also the FBI and CIA. Unfortunately, they always missed the mark and were played by Kidd.

On the street of the New York Police Department, Taylor and Deadpool were sitting in a dilapidated pickup truck, each holding a burger and eating it contentedly.

The two people had just completed a small task together, which was their free time.

Holding a burger in one hand and flipping through the list of bounties and employment tasks on his phone with the other, Taylor said:

"Wade, put this store on the blacklist. They spread ketchup everywhere!"

After stuffing the entire burger into his mouth, Deadpool, wearing a white and red striped shirt, rubbed his hands stained with ketchup on the seat and replied:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Just pretend he agreed, Taylor was used to Deadpool's anomalies.

The task list on the phone does not come from the SHIELD agent system, but the employment bounty from the underground black market, which is also Deadpool's old line of work.

Looking through the tasks, Taylor raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully:

"Wade, why did you accept the task of breaking into and raping a female homeowner?"

After swallowing the burger, Deadpool glanced at it and said angrily:

"I have decided to give up. After all, 12 hours is enough for me to complete three or four tasks, and because of my handsome face, she only gave me a small amount of money!"

What he meant was just three words - more money is needed!

"Then why is the task of breaking into and raping the male homeowner completed?"

Taylor looked at Deadpool with a strange look in his eyes, and quietly opened the distance between the two.

"Hehe~" Deadpool shared with an evil smile:

"I spent $150 subcontracting the job to three prostitutes."

incredible! My brother! Taylor gave Deadpool a thumbs up.

Deadpool twisted uncomfortably, then pulled out a spring from the seat under his butt, and complained:

"This is a piece of shit! Boss, can't we go get a new one?"

"I'm a law-abiding citizen!" Taylor shook his head resolutely, rejecting Deadpool's tempting proposal.

"But boss, why do you want to buy a house? I think it's good to rent a house. At least you don't have to worry about a disaster in New York one day and blowing up the newly built house. By the way~ If you, boss I must buy a house, I hope it can be pink, I really like Peppa Pig recently."

Although what Deadpool said was reasonable, Taylor still felt that it was more stable to have his own house for his own reasons, otherwise he would always feel empty in his heart.

"Okay, Wade~the target has appeared."

Looking at the bearded man who got out of the car not far away and looked back and forth, Taylor suddenly slapped Deadpool's thigh.

"Oh~Fuck! He actually kept Uncle Deadpool waiting for so long!"

Picking up the folded newspaper from the back seat, holding it heavily in his hands, he got out of the car and strode towards the man.

Deadpool's goal was very obvious, and the bearded man quickly realized this. Looking along the direction from where Deadpool came, Taylor, who also got out of the car, was looking at him calmly.

Deadpool and the bearded man got closer and closer, and then they stopped at the door of the New York Police Department.

Big Beard: "Have you brought what I want?"

Deadpool: "You may not bring what I want."

The bearded man said angrily: "Then what are you doing here? Call the police?!"

Deadpool said calmly: "I'm just looking for the wand I accidentally lost yesterday."

The bearded man's expression changed: "Is it Balabala, the little devil?"

Deadpool said solemnly: "The light of justice will always shine on the earth."

After checking the code, Deadpool showed the newspaper in his hand.

Seeing something, the bearded expression relaxed, and his eyes towards Deadpool became more friendly. He looked around, afraid that someone would find out what was going on here. Then he opened the newspaper and took a look at the pirated CD inside. He felt much more relaxed and complained a little. said:

"Why are we trading at the police station gate?"

Deadpool spread his hands indifferently:

"Because the most dangerous place is the safest place, so no one would think of us doing business here."

Taylor, who was guarding Deadpool, felt something soft hit his leg. When he lowered his head, he saw a cute yellow-haired girl hugging his thigh.

The yellow-haired girl is less than eight years old. She has light yellow hair tied into two cute braids. She raised her head and looked at him with a baby-fat little face. Her big eyes blinked, cute. The look made Taylor even want to reach out and pinch her little face.

Somewhat dumbfounded, Taylor looked around and didn't find his parents. He kicked her off his legs, squatted down and asked:

"Little girl, how old are you? Where is your family? Are you lost?"

The little girl tilted her head and said with a smile:

"I'm at work at Daddy's house~ I sneaked out to play while he wasn't paying attention."

The good guy has a wide mouth, but one front tooth is missing, and his speech is still leaky.

As if aware of Taylor's gaze, the little girl blushed and covered her mouth, stamped her foot and turned around. The meaning was very clear, I'm angry, please comfort me.

He stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the little girl's head, turned his palm over in front of her eyes, and turned out a playing card.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at Taylor's well-jointed palm in surprise, wishing she could touch it.

Handing the playing cards to the little girl, Taylor said:

"Little girl, remember not to take things from strangers."

The little girl took the playing card with the king on it and said seriously:

"I remember~"

Taylor chuckled and took it after remembering you.

"There are a lot of bad people in this city. They like to catch little girls who are disobedient and run around!"

The little girl's face turned pale for a moment. Her father had told her this sentence more than once. She clenched the playing cards in her little hands and looked around, turned her head sharply, and then turned her head again and asked:

"Brother, are there any bad people here?"

"Of course!" Taylor raised his finger and pointed at his face, grinning evilly:

"I'm the bad guy!"

As he spoke, he suddenly opened his teeth and claws, trying to scare the little girl away, but the other girl stood there blankly, looking at him curiously with a pair of big bright eyes.

"Cough~" A little embarrassed, Taylor coughed dryly and retracted his hand angrily.

The little girl said crisply:

"Brother, you are not a bad person. I don't allow you to talk about yourself like this. I have seen your video and you are a good person at first glance."

After groping in her pocket for a moment, the little girl took out a game coin and handed it to Taylor:

"Brother gives me magic cards, and I give him game coins."

Watching Taylor take the game coins, the little girl asked with bright eyes:

"So, can my brother change into another one?"

Cute little girl, Taylor snapped her fingers, the game coins in her hand turned into pen and paper in the blink of an eye, and then her palm disappeared.

"Wow~" the little girl exclaimed, and looked at Taylor as if she were looking at a magical magician.

Terrified that she was going to ask if elves really existed next.

Ultraman must exist anyway!

The little girl's little genius phone watch rang, and she hurriedly said:

"Brother, I'll play with you next time, and my dad will call me again~"

Looking at the back of the little girl running away, Taylor had a kind smile on his face. He took out the game coins with his left hand and played it. As soon as he stood up, he saw Deadpool being held down by several policemen at the door of the police station. On the ground, he was twisting his body and saying dirty words:

"You have to know, it wasn't you who caught me, it was me who threw myself into the trap. Hey! Don't shock me with that thing. It hurts~ Do the police officers watching the movie behind you want to take a group photo? Fake! Where are your hands? Touch it! Brother!"