Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

"These little angels are really witty," Deadpool squatted on the table, gnawing on his burrito that broke the dimension wall. "Of course, the unnamed little sweetheart is the most obedient, a little too obedient. Brother Chao wants to see him blow up The school of the bald professor."

Yes, as everyone in the comment section said, Deadpool thinks that Anonymous is very cute, too cute, so cute that he might be abducted by others.

So he has to take Anonymous as a bad point, let's start with kissing every day.Deadpool recalled the touch of Unnamed's lips, and was a little unsatisfied.

According to the law of osmosis, solvent molecules will pass through the contact surface and flow from places with high concentration to places with low concentration. Could Deadpool's bastard molecules make Anonymous less obedient?

Deadpool discovered for the first time that he still remembered the biology class in junior high school, and sincerely thanked the bald old man for teaching him such a reasonable theory.

If Bruce Banner could hear Deadpool's yellow voice, he might release some green fat to hammer his head off.many times.

Is biological knowledge so useful?

Theoretically speaking, the larger the contact area, the faster the speed should be—in the case of negative distance contact——

Deadpool's thoughts began to deflect towards less healthy parts that Jin Jiang would not allow to write, so he knew that this unconscionable author must be trying to avoid this very important topic now.Is Deadpool's father the kind of coward who can't get to third base in thirty chapters?

OOC, complete OOC!

"Little sweetheart!" He screamed plaintively, and jumped directly from the table to Unknown who had just entered the door, "Deadpool is wronged, Deadpool wants to hug him."

Unknown was knocked back a step by him, and when his back was about to touch the wall, Deadpool quickly reached out to protect the back of his head.

So Anonymous bumped into the wall with Deadpool in this strange way. He didn't feel much pain. He just felt that Deadpool was holding the wall with one hand and using his taller height to almost trap himself against the wall. The side pose is particularly awkward.

He didn't know that this posture had a scientific name called Bidong.

"Cough cough."

The captain coughed gravely.

"What should I do if the ninety old man keeps coughing?" Deadpool turned his head and looked at the captain with a sympathetic look. "Silver lozenges, golden throat lozenges, which one do you want, captain? I think you should take at least four times as much." dose."

Just because his physical function is four times that of ordinary people, it doesn't mean that four times is the perfect dose, okay? Steve is almost laughed at by Deadpool.

Anonymous pushed Deadpool lightly, but didn't use much force in his hands.While the latter retreated obediently, he reached out to touch the unnamed hair.

Through the gloves, there was no tactile sensation, but Deadpool was obviously in a good mood.Unnamed, with his messy hair, was also in a good mood.

Seeing Deadpool's unstoppable smile, the silly smile on his mask, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth, the captain wanted to apply for quadruple dog food.

Sokovia, this is an inconspicuous small country, it is hard to imagine that Hydra can have a stronghold there.

While waiting for S.H.I.E.L.D. to get the go-ahead from the authorities, the Avengers can only get together.

"I may not be able to go," Unknown suddenly said, "I have to go—I have other things to do."

Those present had never heard Unnamed speak so hesitantly, he sounded more like a flesh and blood human being than a cold program.

His eyes were full of confusion, he pursed his lips tightly, and his face was filled with the message of "I don't know what to do" for help.

"If this is not a particularly urgent matter," the captain asked tentatively, "then can you do it after you come back?"

Anonymous is not a member of the alliance, he has no responsibility to participate in these things, but this time the purpose of the Red Skull actually has a lot to do with him, and their enemy has a mutant with extremely fast speed A girl with the ability to control her mind.

They don't even know how many hole cards there are around Red Skull, and now they need all available manpower to assist in the task of completely eradicating Hydra.

Unknown and Deadpool are basically bound, and the existence of the former ensures that the latter will not only participate, but even restrain their temper a little and obey a little command.

This does not mean that the captain will force Anonymous to stay, he does not take Anonymous' help for granted.

Is it important?

Unnamed actually doesn't know where the priority of [this matter] is, probably somewhere below his own life.

The survival of the Red Skull is also closely related to his personal safety, but if he took the initiative to appear in front of him, it is probably the act of delivering a courier.

Unnamed is hesitant to go to Sokovia.

He unconsciously tapped the AKM gun on his back with his index finger, and repeated the same action with a little anxiety.

Should I visit Triss in the hospital?

Charles said she was 'desperate' and 'needed' to visit her himself.Unnamed don't quite understand the meaning of these two words.

Unnamed needs to think about whether he 'want' to do something instead of analyzing pros and cons based on mental calculations.Unnamed can still recall the sweet and novel taste of the box of biscuits that Triss gave him that day.

It was indeed enough to wash away the smell of blood, Anonymous thought, but no one ever came to comfort or enlighten him after he fell to the ground.

The duty of a teammate is to give you a hand, and the rest is life and death.

Maybe visiting Triss is really not a particularly important thing, her life is not in danger, is it?Charles Xavier's suggestion crossed his mind, and he put it aside, not considering it for the time being.

"It's nothing, I can go with you." He decided, the hand that hit the gun body was changed to grip the grip tightly, and he didn't realize that he was holding his breath and thinking about the problem for a long time, and he felt dizzy due to lack of oxygen.

"Wow, sweetheart, are you really sure? Brother, you really look like an old general on stage now, with flags on your back. Of course, this is also cute, as long as the colorful flags are not fluttering, you will be fine." Deadpool He started talking nonsense again, "Brother really doesn't mind going out on a date with you, and don't bother with these boring things that destroy the world."

Anonymous nodded, rather than confirming Deadpool's doubts, it was more like convincing himself about the rationality of this decision.

"We thank you in advance for your help," Steve said gratefully.

Sitting in the special plane produced by Stark, it feels closer to the flight experience in the game than the helicopter.Without a name, he almost jumped off the plane without carrying an umbrella.

"The main goal of our mission is to kill the Red Skull and destroy the Hydra base," the captain informed. "It is now certain that Hydra has an underground research base here. We don't know the specific research projects. But the person in charge of this base, according to the information we can gather, is most likely Wolfgang von Strack."

This German scientist works for Hydra and is one of the top executives in the platoon. Although he does not have the same qualifications as Dr. Zola, he is also valued by the Red Skull and has conducted countless human experiments.

He especially likes to use mutants for clinical experiments or autopsies, and the X-Men and Brotherhood are also hostile to him.It's a pity that he hid very well, and no mutant organization has ever found his whereabouts.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. intelligence network found photos of him entering and exiting Sokovia, which confirmed the existence of the Hydra research base.

Regardless of whether it is Strucker or Strucker, it is enough to kill him anyway.Anonymous simply and rudely confirmed the mission objective.

Of course, everyone has given up trying to convince him that they are actually good people, not black-eating terrorists who go to steal people's lairs.

Anyway, Anonymous is probably acting in this way, more like survival than righteousness.

Deadpool sat on the side sharpening his knife, and he was happy to do so, no matter whether this behavior would help the subsequent battle or not.

He doesn't have his own unique weapon, the warrior/sword/knife is just a commodity in the market, and its quality is not as good as vibrating gold or other fantasy materials.

Often in a fight, a certain knife would break. Of course, he didn't care about this. At most, he would curse the low-quality retail, especially if he had to spend a part of the commission to re-purchase the equipment.

"Every bullet is money," Deadpool responded to Tony billionaire Iron Man Stark's contemptuous eyes, "It's all my brother's small money, which can be used to support the unnamed sweetheart. "

An anonymous person who thinks he can sell illegal guns on the black market and get rich overnight by picking up guns on the ground will not comment.

Unnamed waved the restlessness and hesitation in his heart, let go of the entanglement about Triss, and focused on the AKM rifle/gun that he had not used yet.

He had counted the bullets in the backpack before, and there were about [-] bullets left in the magazine, hoping it would be enough.

The plane had just come to a stop when the cabin door opened and the steps were lowered, and a group of people set foot on an unknown land.

Sokovia, this small country that has been buried in civil strife for many years, has barely ushered in peace recently.

The moment Anonymous got off the plane, he thought he was in a game.He habitually took off the rifle/gun behind his back and held it in his hand.

As far as the eye can see, there are broken walls and ruins, and there are barely built temporary dwellings, which are simple and dilapidated, crumbling among the bricks and rubble.The smell of gunpowder smoke in the air has not completely dissipated, and Unregistered took a deep breath.

Probably as kind as the smog in my hometown.

The author has something to say: the ten-year cold window is now wantonly publicized, and Qianli Gaozhi writes freely in the examination room.

Come on, everyone!