Marvel, who rescued him? !

Deadpool lay peacefully in his crib, his special attack heat vision not only burning out his eyes, but also successfully destroying most of his senses.

Let alone the garden baby, he can't even speak now.

Stark stared at the bloody holes in Deadpool's eyes and his rotten tomato-like face, shuddered and said:

"This is so disgusting..."

Looking at Deadpool's peaceful look, Taylor nodded in agreement and said:

"How do you feel about his special move?"

"The special move? Do you mean the heat vision move? I think it's quite embarrassing..." Stark said honestly.

How could anyone regard this skill as a nirvana? This is too stupid.

Looking at the small balls of flesh appearing in Deadpool's eyes, Stark frowned.

immortal? Couldn't this ability be used to bury armor under flesh and blood, fuse parts into the lungs, connect blood vessels to wires, splice bones into machines, replace skin with armor, and awaken thoughts in machines and flesh...

Stark's eyes became brighter and brighter, one thought after another emerged, and he seemed to hear another voice in the dark:

Flesh and flesh are bitter and weak, and machines soar.

Ring the bell once! Push the lever to start the pistons and engine!

Ring the bell twice! Push the button and the engine ignites, igniting the turbine and breathing life into it!

Ring the bell three times! Sing in unison to praise the God of all opportunities!

He seemed to see a giant mechanical hand reaching out to him, carrying something else in its hand.

He seemed to see Iron Man and Stark fused into one. The armor he created was all made of flesh and blood. The machinery was no longer a tool, but a life. Just as he was reaching out to grab that hand, another My hand stretched out...

Potts...

Stark's lower body moved, and then he grabbed Boz's hand without hesitation, and everything disappeared...

His thoughts returned, and he still stood there, staring at Deadpool's squirming flesh and blood. It was as if nothing had happened. He only had a few small thoughts in his mind, and he said:

"If we split him in half and put one half at the South Pole and half at the North Pole..." Stark issued a scientific discussion.

"No, Deadpool only has one soul." Taylor replied rigorously.

Stark nodded in agreement. After a while, he couldn't help but said: "Are you guessing or... have you tried it?"

"It's a guess..." Taylor explained excitedly.

"That's enough!" Deadpool said in a hoarse voice: "I can hear you talking now, don't discuss this kind of issue next to me, it makes me sound like a lamb to be slaughtered, and why should I be put there? Antarctica and North Pole? It’s very cold there!”

"Okay~ Wade, we decided to help you."

"Help me, help me what? Help me..."

hum-

Before the dirty words were spoken, Stark raised his hand cannon and pointed it at Deadpool's head amid the roar. Stark said: "I can also help you get out..."

Feeling the air flow and the pressure from the hand cannon, Deadpool raised his little hand in front of him and said:

"Okay~ I agree to your joining."

……

In a small town on the outskirts of New York, Deadpool held a BGM speaker in his hand. The three of them walked to the door of the secret base of the Life Foundation. Deadpool scratched his head and asked Taylor in a suit and tie:

"Boss~ Do you need to wear such formal clothes to kill some people?"

Taylor adjusted his tie and replied: "Life is full of rituals."

"You are too extreme. We are not here to kill people. We are just here to find evidence of their illegal behavior, then catch them and hand them over to the court." Stark spread his hands.

He's not a murderer, just a rich mechanic.

As soon as they entered the Life Foundation's base, a dozen guards immediately appeared, holding their guns, and stood in front of the three people.

"Wade Johnson!" Francis emerged from the roof of the base. The first thing he looked at was not Deadpool, but Iron Man. His eyes were covered with red threads, and a look of madness appeared on his face unconsciously. Smiling, as the final battle approaches, he finally finds the feeling of being a villain.

Francis stood on the roof of the base and spread his hands: "Accept the gift I give you! Johnson!"

"You are such a friendly little sweetheart~" Deadpool replied with a smile.

Behind Francis, two Extremis Virus soldiers who had been transformed by him leaned out.

Francis stared at Stark and said, "Show them how powerful they are."

Two desperate soldiers jumped from the roof and exploded two plumes of smoke on the ground.

Deadpool shouted: "Look! Super hero landing, look! Come down!"

A woman with scars on her face glowed with orange light, stood up and walked towards the three of them with a sinister smile.

bang——

On the other side, the desperate soldier who had just landed exploded into flames, and the woman who had not taken a few steps was thrown away.

Lowering his head, Taylor dodged the woman who was blown away by the explosion, looked at Frances standing on the top of the building speechlessly and said:

"Are you standing that high just to be funny?"

"Of course not~" Francis' expression remained unchanged, he sneered and waved, and another soldier pushed an instrument cabin to the edge of the building.

"Johnson, this is my gift to you!"

"Walt?!" On the ground, Stark's eyes widened suddenly. His secretary, Pepper Potts, was locked in the instrument.

No, you have a grudge against Deadpool, why do you want to arrest my girlfriend? !

"Stark!" Pepper Potts in the jar saw Iron Man and immediately shouted:

"This man is crazy. He wants to say that I am the girlfriend of a man named Wade Johnson. Oh my God! I have never known Wade Johnson."

Deadpool raised his hand and said hello: "Hi~ I'm Wade Johnson, now we know each other."

"Guess what I will do to her? Yes, I will inject her with the virus to make her just like you, so that you can experience what you have brought to me - despair! Wade, this is all yours It’s your fault!”

As he spoke, Francis pointed at Stark, and then moved his fingertips to Deadpool.

Stark looked up at Francis and said in a cold voice: "Let her go immediately, otherwise this will be a personal grudge between us."