Jedi Seeking Pot [Comprehensive British and American]

When Unknown woke up, the morning sun shone through the curtains, dimly hitting the room.

Under this natural light, he didn't wake up on time.

"Good morning, Mr. Unknown, it's [-]:[-] EST," Jarvis' voice sounded in the room, and he thoughtfully opened the curtains to allow brighter sunlight to shine into the room.

Anonymous washed and changed his clothes step by step, tied his tie and was ready to go out, looking like any white-collar worker planning to go to work.Then Kill Embryo Anonymous picked up the bedside gun, and walked out the door with the weapon in hand.

Jarvis didn't think it was a friendly gesture to go out, but he didn't remind him.

Unnamed hadn't had time to walk to the elevator, but in the middle of the corridor, he met the very virtuous 24-filial boyfriend Deadpool who was holding a dinner plate.

"Hey, good morning sweetheart," Deadpool happily danced and danced habitually, almost knocking over the breakfast plate.

"Morning, Wade," the unnamed man held up the tablet that Stark kindly provided, trying to find out where the poisonous circle was brushed, "I think we have to go out quickly." He marked a point on the Google map of the tablet.

This time the circle is very biased, to what extent, probably if it is on the map of Jedi Island, more than half of the circle is in the sea.Although the main body of the map is the New York City area, this circle directly includes the suburbs on the edge of New York.

The hospital where Triss is located is actually outside the first circle, which removes the option to stop by to see her. Anonymous has to admit that the game system may not really be on his side.

Fortunately, I don't have to worry about transportation, and I'm not in a hurry, but I really don't have any hope for the traffic jam in New York City.

Anonymous dragged Deadpool downstairs to the restaurant.

As soon as Clint, who was sitting at the table eating a small cake, looked up, he saw Anonymous slap his penis on the table, and then sat down.

He suddenly felt like a poor little boy in a big underworld movie, and the unknown is the godfather of the underworld who committed murder, set fire and commit all kinds of crimes.

"Deadpool's love breakfast!" Deadpool put down the plate, and the ham inside was indeed cut into the shape of a heart.When he drew his knife in the kitchen just now, Tony, who came in to make coffee, was so scared that he even put on his battle suit.

After gesticulating on the plate for a long time with an overly long samurai/knife, Deadpool successfully cut the ham with superb knife skills.Then it took about half an hour, with a magnifying glass, to make sure that there were no broken tiles left in the ham.

Unnamed doesn't know this, or if he knows it, he might not mind.He put his arms around Deadpool's neck, and his lips lightly touched where the corner of his mouth should be on the other's mask.

The poor little Hawkeye suddenly had the urge to call Mrs. Deadpool.

"Hey," Natasha smiled teasingly, "please give us single dogs a way to survive."

This sentence seems to be unconvincing from this beautiful female agent, but the condemning eyes of other people at the table are the best proof.

In this way, except for Clint who has a family, the rest of the Avengers are indeed single dogs.

"Hey, I'm not single," Tony retorted.

"How many Playboy cover female models you slept with last month doesn't change the fact that you're single," the captain patted Tony on the shoulder sadly, his upright face was full of 'If Howard was still alive, he would definitely treat you This kind of older single is very disappointed' expression.

When did this old popsicle learn to be bad?He actually knows how to use the modern vocabulary of single dog.For the first time, Tony felt that it was a mistake to equip Steve with advanced electronic equipment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was inappropriate," Anonymous actually apologized earnestly, and stopped messing with Deadpool, who was chattering in dissatisfaction.

Natasha Romanov, the cold-blooded female agent, the emotionless killer trained by the Red House, and the black widow, a veteran in love, felt extremely guilty.

"No, that's appropriate," she sighed. "It's good that you two love each other, and you don't have to worry about other people."

Then she, along with the rest of the Avengers, gave Deadpool many different versions of the 'If you make unnamed heartbroken' emote, she was pretty sure they'd find a way to kill Deadpool if he dared to The unnamed words are chaotic and abandoned.

They were surprised that Deadpool didn't take advantage of the opportunity of living opposite Unknown to launch a night attack last night.

In fact, everyone thought they were going to hit a home run yesterday when they saw Deadpool carrying the sleeping Princess Unnamed upstairs.

Is Deadpool such a gentleman?They doubt their eyes a little.

"If it wasn't because Jin Jiang couldn't write this, I would have eaten up my little sweetheart long ago," Deadpool muttered.

The only captain who heard what he was saying gave him a warning look, his shield already hungry.

So Deadpool took Anonymous and hurried away from this dangerous place.

In the afternoon, Deadpool and Unknown sit in a golden arches somewhere.Unnamed has never tried this fast food yet, Deadpool highly recommends their apple pie and sundaes.

"Hello," a well-dressed blind man approached their table, standing still with his cane on the ground in front of the table, "may I sit here?"

He was wearing red sunglasses, the translucent lenses covered his light brown eyes, and his facial features looked particularly harmless.

It wasn't that there were no other vacancies in the store, so his inquiry seemed particularly purposeful and abrupt.

"Of course." Before Deadpool could say anything, Unknown stood up and pulled the chair for the blind man.

He recognized this lawyer, who was the extraordinary lawyer who gave him a unique blind massage in the corridor of Hell's Kitchen, and he felt that the other party's intention was not simple.

"I'm here to give you a warning," Matt Murdoch 'looked' at Uncredited, getting to the point without pretending he's just a blind man with no power.

He smiled to show his kindness. He could feel Deadpool's sudden heartbeat. The latter had obviously entered the mode of fighting at the slightest disagreement, so he clarified his purpose: "It's not a threat, it's just a friendly reminder."

"Brother, go to the toilet, you know, this is a little design that is not very friendly by nature," Deadpool left the table abruptly, leaving Anonymous and Matt sitting together.

It is an extremely rare respect for him to leave enough personal space for the unnamed.

"You may have guessed it, maybe you haven't." Matt was amazed at Deadpool's thoughtfulness, but he still didn't forget his plan, and said, "I'm Night Devil, I'm glad to really know you."

He doesn't trust Deadpool, but trusts Anonymous to keep his identity a secret.In a time when there is no one you can trust, an ally is necessary.A low-profile ally with the Avengers is absolutely necessary.

"Ah, hello." Anonymous nodded, not looking too surprised, he squinted his eyes and looked at Matt for about a second or two, then continued to focus on the food in front of him.

"I guess you've spotted the little tail following behind, and it's Wilson Fisk's subordinate."

"Yes, Wade should have gone to deal with them by now," Unnamed stuffed another piece of chicken into his mouth, "I really hope he can remember to bring me a sundae back."

Deadpool's solution must contain some bloody and unsuitable scenes.Matt Murdoch suddenly felt that it was a wrong idea for him to warn Deadpool, but since it started, it was necessary to continue.

"They're targeting you," Matt continued. "Maybe you should be careful—do you know why they're targeting you?"

"A lot of people see me as a target. Maybe I don't care too much about the reason. It just needs to make them no longer need a target."

Dead people don't need a target. Matt thinks it's not unreasonable for Anonymous and Deadpool to match well. These two murderous embryos match their faces, and they are the kind of big faces that require twice the amount of cosmetics for ordinary people.

"I'm sorry, the previous two times." He stood up, left enough banknotes to cover the bills and tips for this table, reopened the cane, and walked away with hesitant steps that a normal blind person should have.

Matt thinks that he really should apologize for his previous behavior. Before he knew the situation clearly, his behavior caused great inconvenience to Anonymous.

"No, it doesn't matter." Anonymous replied seriously. He really didn't mind this matter at all. In his opinion, different positions determine everything. Let alone causing obstacles, there is nothing to criticize even if they want to kill people.

Matt listened to the unnamed heartbeat, this is the truth, his footsteps paused a little, and he continued to walk towards the door.

Deadpool just came back from the counter with two sundaes.He handed one of them to the anonymous lawyer without asking where the blind lawyer was.

"Wade, do you know Wilson Fisk?" Unnamed asked.

"That name is the same as my brother's surname, it's familiar," Deadpool immediately said, "I used to take over his business. He can fight quite well, so what's his name?" 'Well."

"We have to be careful with him," Unknown hesitated for a moment, but still didn't sell Ye Mo on the spot.

"It's okay, next time my brother will take over his lair," Deadpool said that it was completely fine.

Matt Murdock turned a corner, his strong hearing allowed him to hear the unnamed answer even after such a distance, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened slightly.

The center of the circle is just an inconspicuous residential building this time. Deadpool sits on the roof with Anonymous. He seems to like this kind of behavior very much. I wonder if he learned from Spider-Man.

Unnamed is ready to face this period of darkness, only twelve hours, and he believes that Deadpool will bring himself safely back to the Avengers Tower.

He closed his eyes, but even though he could feel the increasing pressure from the poison circle and the loss of physical strength, the collapse of consciousness that completely cut off contact with the outside world did not happen.

A line of white words suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, like the font that reminded the game that the game was about to start.

"The maintenance is complete. Please log in to the server again. A total of two bugs have been fixed in this maintenance."

Anonymous looked at the selection box floating in front of him in confusion, and there were two options under the question of 'whether to log in again'.

'Re-login' and 'No matter what you choose you will have to re-login'.

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