Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

In fact, the captain was not the only one who discovered that these Hydras were not killed by one person.From the ballistic traces on the wall and the empty shell casings on the ground, it is easy to see that some bullets came from rifles, while the unidentified ones used [-]-caliber shotguns and assault guns with [-]mm bullets.

It is impossible for a person to use three guns in both left and right hands.

There is also a man with a rifle/gun in this base with Anonymous, and together they killed all these Hydras.

The question is, who will help Anonymous in this base?

So the captain followed his intuition and asked his own question directly:

"The one who helped you kill the Hydra base back and forth, who is it?"

Faced with the captain's question, Unnamed was a little embarrassed.The Winter Soldier ran away after seeing the Avengers. In case there was any trouble between the two, shouldn't he tell Winter's whereabouts?

This is another inconvenience of the real world, and Anon has never had to think about this dilemma before.

"He was a Hydra," the unnamed emphatically repeats in the past tense.

"If he is willing to come to S.H.I.E.L.D., I might be able to help him," Steve tentatively asked, "He helped us deal with the entire base. If he is willing to continue to help us or provide some information, we will not hold him accountable." past."

"But he may not be so willing to see you," Unknown said softly.

As for a hydra, why it suddenly turned against the water, so much so that it was willing to accompany Unknown to take risks, is even more of a mystery.

"His name is Winter Soldier." Finally, the unnamed compromised.Sooner or later, the captain would learn this kind of information from the documents he found in the base. Even if he told him, it would only speed up the process.

Winter Soldier.Steve didn't know the name, and didn't know how to deal with it, so he wrote down the name and planned to go back to Director Fury.

Outside the door, standing against the wall, Natasha Romanov, who was motionless, froze for a moment when she heard the word Winter Soldier, and her heartbeat accelerated a lot.

The past she was least willing to recall seems to be back to find her.

In the room, everyone was negligent, and no one noticed that the black widow, who was superb in stealth skills, was at the door of the room and heard their conversation clearly.

The captain's quadruple hearing may have sensed the disordered heartbeat at that moment, but he didn't point out anything.

In fact he has more problems.Where did the unnamed gun come from—it was hard for him to believe that the Hydra base would be equipped with such outdated shotguns that were definitely not for military use.

Unknown noticed his probing gaze and smiled back.The AKM at hand once again grabbed Steve's attention.

This gun was never in the possession of Unknown, nor was it among the standard-issue weapons carried by Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Of course Steve knew there was something fishy about it, but he decided to pretend he didn't notice the little secret of the unnamed individual, just like the rest of the Avengers chose to keep quiet.

It's a tribute to the comrades-in-arms they recognize.

Deadpool couldn't wait to pull Anonymous out the door, passing through the ruined exit.His uniform is highly visible, and not built to be understated.

Fortunately, Deadpool has a notorious reputation, and the general media would rather dig out the black material that Spider-Man does not exist, and rarely report what he did.

Next came the familiar part of drug running, this time Deadpool called a taxi.

The Indian guy driving the car is very warm and friendly, and he looks quite familiar with Deadpool.Unnamed was a little surprised that Deadpool would actually befriend him—barely befriending him.

"Mr. Death," the driver brother looked at the unknown name in the rearview mirror curiously, "Long time no see! Is this your friend?"

He has always known that Deadpool is a bit crazy, and the scars on his face are simply horrible, but now that Unknown looks very normal, and he doesn't look like he escaped from a nursing home, so he is curious about how the two met.

"That's right." Deadpool was still struggling with how to reply, so he put a hand on his shoulder comfortingly and answered for him.

The Indian brother felt the atmosphere given and decided to skip this topic of hurting himself.

They drove around the city, swearing anonymously that it was the third time they saw a certain billboard and had serious doubts about the professionalism of the driver, when the car finally ended up in a dilapidated room that was supposed to be located among the garbage dumps. stopped in front of the hut.

In fact, Hell's Kitchen couldn't be any worse.Unnamed thinks that this place looks like some small houses in the Miramar desert that are barely nailed with old planks.

"Welcome to Deadpool's Miaomiao House," Deadpool kicked open the door and dragged Anonymous into the room with dancing gestures, "Treat this as your own home, whatever you want..."

Before he could say the word sit, he saw the empty pizza boxes piled up on the sofa, so he twisted his body in an awkward position, trying to block all the dirty things.

Unknown didn't care too much about this, and sat down obediently in the armchair.Keep your legs together and put your hands on your knees, like a good student.

He heard the sound of someone walking in the house, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of thin sticks being struck, so he turned his head slightly and saw an old woman walking into the living room waving a blind stick.

"Is today the same day as Xiang?" She complained loudly, throwing herself hard on the sofa, and ended up sitting on a pizza box, bouncing up in pain, groping while swearing. The pizza box is thrown aside.

The carton hit the end table just right, knocking off the empty beer bottle, and shards of glass exploded on the floor.

"It's indeed a great day." The blind old woman muttered, leaning her blind cane against the edge of the sofa and resting her legs on the coffee table.She heard the sound of the blind stick sliding down and hitting the floor, and cursed again.

Unnamed quietly bent over and helped her straighten her blind cane.

"Who's there?" The old woman keenly heard the sound of the cane scraping the ground, "That bastard Wade won't pick this up."

"Hey, Blind Al, the bastard you're talking about is here." Deadpool shouted unconvinced, "Next time I'll break your stick!"

"You can try and guess which of your sticks will be broken by me." Blind Al replied.

Unknown still sat obediently on his chair, listening to the conversation between the two that was almost filled with dirty words.Of course he had heard many people swearing at each other in the game, but there was no malice like this, but it was the first time that he had to communicate like this.

"So who the hell is he, your new boyfriend?" Al said impatiently, ending the pointless quarrel.

"That's right!" Deadpool blurted out without any thought at all. He didn't realize what he said until he answered, and suddenly got stuck. The arguing with Al just now was as dry as a balloon that was punctured down.

Unregistered, but graceful, bent his eyes and smiled: "Hello, I am Unregistered."

"Oh my god, Wade, where did you abduct such a good baby? This is a crime." Al heard the unnamed overly polite speech, and sighed, "What is your reward? I will carry it today." Your head goes to collect the bounty."

"Don't worry, I can take a taxi to the police station." Deadpool refused to admit that he was committing a crime, and secretly took the unnamed little hand, "Can't you see, little sweetheart likes to be with me now."

"I'll fuck you," the invisible Al stretched out his blind stick, stood up and was about to hit Deadpool, who smiled sideways to protect Unknown, and received a few not-so-gentle stick blows on his back .

Unknown felt as if he was meeting a parent, but the parent started beating people crazily in front of him, and he was a little unsure what to do.

"This is Blind Al, brother's most uncute roommate," Deadpool screamed after being hammered, and took time to introduce to Unknown, "Come on, Al, say 'Hello'."

"Hey, I'll say it myself," Al sat back on the sofa angrily, "Untitled, right? You probably haven't realized that Wade has a face that looks like a rotten avocado-of course I'm very glad to see it." I don't see the guy who is also intermittent Shi Lezhi."

"What is avocado?" Unknown asked curiously, blinking his eyes.

The point is completely wrong, under Wade Wilson's mouthpiece, the topic has shifted to Deadpool's invitation to an unnamed sushi restaurant one day to experience the delicious avocado sushi rolls there.

Listening to the nonsensical explanation of Deadpool Card Encyclopedia, Al decided to let the young people solve their emotional problems by themselves.

Although there is no pair of dog eyes that can be blinded by a flash, she feels that her ears will also be blinded.

All the way in the destiny circle, luck is surprisingly good.

Unknown sits on the sofa of Deadpool's house, watching horror movies side by side with Deadpool, holding a popcorn bucket in his hand.

He didn't like this kind of salty snack, but Deadpool took this opportunity to move closer to him, reaching out to grab a popcorn from time to time.

Yes, only grab one at a time, because this way you can stretch out your hands a few more times, and for an excuse to stick to Anonymous more tightly.

Deadpool felt that the pleasure of having a mouthful of popcorn was nothing compared to the chance to get closer with Sweetie.

So when ghosts that are not scary at all appear, or bloody scenes that are not comparable to the live version of Deadpool's mission flash by, he will pretend to scream like a girl, and hug Anonymous.

Good-looking baby Anonymous stared at the TV curiously, not quite understanding why these characters had to go up to die one by one.

Thinking about it, he fell asleep leaning on Deadpool's shoulder.

This time it was not because of the poison circle, but just fell asleep naturally.

There is no panic of being forced to lose consciousness, as the background board, the screams of the actors are mixed with the girlish voice of Deadpool, and the unnamed moved closer to Deadpool in a daze.

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