[Comprehensive Anglo-American] If someone goes to save Deadpool

Only after the two really cooperated did they realize that the other party was as ruthless as themselves.

"Killing for more, perfect." Wade, who was waiting to meet Brad below, blew a hooligan whistle. After Brad jumped into the car with his equipment, he suddenly started the motorcycle, and the car was like an arrow leaving the string. flew out.

"Oh wow-"

"Brad, I have to sigh again, your marksmanship is really good!" Wade roared.

"Your driving skills are the same!"

"I didn't tell you a dirty joke!"

"me too!"

Brad turned on the lights in the house with a snap, and the bright lights dispelled the darkness in an instant.

Wade placed the two lockboxes side by side on the table.

The two opened the lockbox and counted the commissions.

"How many."

"400 million. What about yours?"

"380."

"A total of 780 million, enough to buy the set of equipment you fancy."

"Almost." Brad closed the box and looked at Wade seriously, "But if the transformation is to be completed, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Wade crossed his arms and said exaggeratedly: "What? Look, I'm starting to question my previous wise decision. What do you mean we have to continue?"

Brad also looked at him with folded arms: "yes, who made us partners? I thought it was your decision."

"Yes, so I'm starting to question my own decision now, I'll do the math," Wade counted with his fingers, "We've done three votes in a row, and each time we only prepare for half a month, then we also have one and a half months Without a break, and we've straddled a few cities in between, there's been...at least two months without a break."

Wade stretched out six fingers: "60 days."

Brad evaded the question: "Don't question yourself, Wade, you will always be the best."

"Don't try to bribe me, Christopher Kyle."

"I don't," Brad said with a smile, "MydearAlainDelon"

Wade bangs his head on the lockbox: "Ihateyou, Bjorn Andrésenplus."

In the end, Wade had to follow Brad for another vote.

—after Brad told Wade they had to cross an ocean to go to Russia, and Wade smashed a hole in the lockbox with his head.

"Welcome back," Natalia said with a gentle face, her gaze inadvertently passed over Wade who was obediently standing beside Brad, "I assume you have been doing well recently?"

"Yes," Brad smiled happily, "You know, I'm an easy-to-satisfy person, and this kind of self-sufficient life is very pleasant."

"I understand very well, but the most important thing is to be with someone, right?" Natalia raised her head slightly, the curves of her face were extremely graceful, which made her look extremely gentle, "Brad, you are too inconsiderate By the way, you haven't introduced the gentleman beside you to me yet."

According to what Brad said, Wade stood beside him as quiet as a chicken.

"Well...he is..." Brad was thinking about how to introduce Wade. He exchanged glances with Wade who was standing next to him, and then said to Natalia, "My collaborator."

Natalia smiled charmingly: "I guess, it's better to call this gentleman 'boyfriend'?"

Brad: "Maybe?"

"I'm Natalya Betnovna, hello, Brad's boyfriend."

Wade opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Uh...my name is Wade Wilson, hello, Miss Betnovna."

"It's a pleasure to meet you. You are as handsome as the rumors say. The most important thing is that you are charming and fascinating."

"Thank you very much for your compliment. I found that Brad's words can't describe your beauty."

"Oh my God, did Brad mention me? I was surprised."

"certainly……"

……

……

Now it was Brad's turn to be as quiet as a chicken.

Both Wade and Brad acknowledge that Natalya Betnovna is an attractive and capable woman.

Especially when she was sitting with Suzanne Betnovna, she was so eye-catching.

Unknowingly, under the watchful eyes of the two beauties, Wade slapped his head and asked Brad, "Why didn't you tell me that I would go through such a horrible experience?" Things, this is at least [-] times more terrifying than asking me to become a superman."

"I told you," Brad looked at him seriously with a glass of wine, "I told you on the plane, you will go through some 'special tests', you said you have confidence."

Wade's eyes widened: "What? I thought I was asked to do a mission or something? You never told me it was this! I'd rather dig a hole in the brain of a muscular man and shoot in it."

Brad looked wronged: "I told you it was 'special', I swear I emphasized the word 'special', and I told you how to deal with it."

"What? I'm sure I'm not Patrick Stewart."

"Yeh, you're not," Brad refilled himself a glass of wine, "Did I tell you 'stop talking' when I got off the plane?"

"what?"

"'Stop talking' is how I cope."

"No wonder you haven't said a word since I talked to them, and you moved aside when Suzanne Petnovna came, don't deny it, I'm not Patrick Stewart, I'm sure you moved away !"

"Yeh, you are not, I did move to the side, maybe because Suzanne is an agent? You know, people in our line of work are always more afraid of these intelligence agents."

"Why don't you tell me?"

"I thought she wouldn't come back. Natasha told me that Susanna had gone to St. Petersburg, so I brought you here. Who knew she would come back so soon?" Brad shrugged helplessly.

Wade patted his forehead and fell on the bed, muttering: "I really want to know who can bear them?"

"They can stand each other."

"...a regrettable news."

At noon the next day, Brad got on the plane with Wade, who looked puzzled.

"What? Don't tell me that we have another mission across the ocean. I definitely refuse you."

Brad took off the blindfold: "What are you thinking, of course not, let's go back to the United States, Wegohome."

Wade was at a loss: "What mission did you tell me? What are you playing?"

"The mission has been completed."

"what?"

"Didn't you notice that the little leather case I was carrying is no longer there?" Brad patted the one next to his hand, "This is for money."

"What?" Wade felt that he had been tricked, "It's such a simple thing, can't you do it by yourself? If that's the case, then you can only find someone to form 'The second generation with you'

The Beatles' too. "

"Of course not." Brad smiled and rubbed Wade's cheek with his fingers. "The task is not important. I want you to come here to rest."

"Oh my God, I'm going to wither for at least a week until my brain grows back because of the inhuman torture that the 'wife and wife' have given me."

"Okay, I admit that this is not my main purpose," Brad scratched his cheek embarrassedly, "because I want you to meet Natasha and Suzanne, they are the most important people to me."

Wade stood there dumbfounded.

"You are the second most important." Brad looked out the window uncomfortably, "I don't really like to say nasty things, but if you are not sure what I mean, then I have to say,"

"Ilikeyou."

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I feel like I deserve it.

There was also a classmate named Ling Yu who threw a thunder at me, and another classmate named Stop Zu, who looked back and threw one at me, which I didn't notice before.

Stop, looking back, my classmates voted for an article that was xx, and I feel that I deserve it...

Also, I believe my friends should have seen it, and I voted for myself (: