Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

kill a hundred devils

Moira was driving to the CIA when she got a call from the attorney general.

"The President is very upset about the recent horrors in the states. In our last conversation, I think you have deduced who the murderer is, but why don't you hurry up and find a way to arrest him... Yes, I mean that , should be charged with first-degree murder, and the bandit is called Magneto."

The Minister of Justice accused in a low voice: "Yes, he is a mutant, and he should be handled with caution. But what does this matter have to do with mutants? What are you worried about? We don't plan to arrest all mutants. , but arrest the murderer. At yesterday’s meeting, I proposed that you be the representative of the CIA, but you kept silent and stood by from the beginning to the end. Are you embarrassing me?”

Moira waited patiently for the other party to finish, and then said sincerely: "Minister, I understand your urgency to stop the violence in time. But you must know that Magneto is not an ordinary murderer, he I have always believed that I represent the interests of mutants, and that I want to fight for the right to survive for an ethnic group."

"So he's still a respectable human rights fighter?"

"I'm not trying to show his innocence. Any fight for legal rights should not be predicated on violence."

Moira replied seriously: "It's just that I want to tell you that for a criminal with superpowers, he is far more dangerous than we can think of, or in other words, much more dangerous."

"And then? Because he is too dangerous, we can't stop him, so we can only watch him, and watch him pretend to be just to replace the law, the government, and the country to carry out a large-scale private law enforcement?"

"No, I just wanted to say, for the sake of unnecessary casualties. Minister, we need a helper."

Moira said earnestly: "If you are willing to trust me and give me authorization, I can contact another mutant immediately, and he will be willing to help us."

at the same time,

Deadpool finally managed to pull off an 'assassination'.

If you rush in from the main entrance openly, brandish your samurai sword coolly to block all the bullets, rush all the way to the subject of the task, put the knife on the neck of the subject, say a lot of words that no one understands, and torture for half an hour Finally, he accidentally made a wrong hand and broke the opponent's neck, which can be regarded as an 'assassination'.

Well, this mission was a success.

But despite this, there can be a relatively good result.

Hydra's 'weapons manager' Bob was already on the verge of tears of joy.

As the saying goes: one small step a day, one giant leap in life.

Believe that going on like this, the use of 'Weapon Deadpool' will become more and more handy.

But before the matter was over, he still had to put on a serious look, and said with the same hatred as Deadpool: "This damn guy, he didn't give up the information, he really deserves to die."

"Yes."

Deadpool slowly pulled out the knife from the corpse, the red tights were stained with dark blood splatter, and the air still smelled of gunpowder smoke.

He murmured gloomyly, "Why would he rather die than tell brother about his lover? If he said so, at least my brother could reward him with a unique way of dying in the style of a burrito sprinkled with hot sauce." ..."

[Because he doesn't know anything at all, that's just an excuse for me to lie to you to perform the task.What little angel with golden curly hair, are you sure that isn't the heavenly scene you saw in your brain hallucinations before you died?Wait, no, how could this bastard Deadpool go to heaven?Nine times out of ten he's going to hell, and what the hell is a burrito death? 】Bob kept complaining in the depths of his heart.

But on the surface, of course, he will continue to comfort this pervert in red tights who 'can't find a lover' in a thoughtful way, and he also said nonsense lyrically: "Love always has to go through hardships and ups and downs..."

"Fuck! Fuck! Motherfucker!"

Deadpool kicked the corpse away with a sharp kick.

In a rage, he started smashing everything around him: "Fuck the hardships! Fuck the rough! Fuck! Fuck...!!"

"Hey, hey, calm down, calm down!"

Bob panicked and tried to stop and comfort him: "We can still find another insider, hey, relax...well, you can smash it if you want...wait, wait, that's a human head, okay Come on, kick whatever you want, when the ball kicks..."

Wait for Deadpool to vent.

Bob cautiously persuaded: "Well... it's almost time, Wade... let's retreat first."

Deadpool turned his head slowly.

After a while, he suddenly let out a scream like a little girl.

Then, he cupped his cheeks with both hands in a neurotic way: "I feel his presence... He is looking at me tenderly, watching... everything in front of me... This is God's test for me, Bob! You Do you know? If you want to marry an angel, you have to kill a hundred devils!"

"Oh, that's great!"

Originally not interested at all, Bob's eyes lit up with a look of 'Oh my God, he's gone crazy again'.

He said positively, "You're right, I'll go back and check later, find a few more devils, and we'll kill them one by one."

As he spoke, he became uncontrollably excited.

One hundred devils equals one hundred mission objects equals one hundred bonuses!

'Could it be that bad luck has finally left me, and I'm about to get promoted and raise my salary, get rid of Deadpool completely, and reach the pinnacle of life? '

He couldn't help thinking about it freely.

"Bang!" A shot rang out.

The pervert in the red tights put a gun against his head, and pulled the trigger neatly. His brains scattered, blood spattered Bob's face, and he fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Bob, who is dreaming a sweet dream: ...the sweet dream wakes up too quickly, and there is no time to be intoxicated for a second...

About ten minutes later, Deadpool, the immortal mercenary with a self-healing factor, got up again from the ground.

He calmly wiped the blood and brains from his face, raised his gun and aimed at himself again.

Bob jumped up angrily: "Stop! Wade, what the hell are you doing?"

"Kill the devil!" Deadpool replied.

"But you killed yourself!" Bob hugged his waist desperately, wanting to cry without tears.

"Haven't you heard of it?"

Deadpool said seriously: "In life, the biggest devil is yourself. So, don't stop me, I'll hurry up, I should be able to get a hundred of them soon, and then meet my angel lover! "

Bob snatched the gun with tears in his eyes: "No no..."

He yelled out of conscience: "No, no, Wade, you are not a devil, you are an angel! You are my angel!"

Deadpool turned his head slowly, with a very moved expression.

He patted Bob on the shoulder and said sincerely: "Thank you, Bob, but I'm sorry, brother is a dedicated man and must solemnly refuse your confession. Besides, you are too ugly! However, what you said Yes, how could such a kind-hearted man be a devil!"

Bob wept silently, looked at the disfigured face accusingly, and choked up silently.

At this moment, he let out a heart-piercing cry from the depths of his heart: "I want to resign!"

In the x academy, Carlos is carefully researching various colleges and universities.

For such an insignificant matter as going to college, he is quite happy to satisfy his lover.

But considering that, as a fair god, one cannot only satisfy the youngest lover, isn't that like liking the new and disliking the old?

Moreover, you can't be oblivious to the color, and the friends around you also need to consider it.

Therefore, he decided to seek the opinions of the other two lovers first.Then, I will combine the suggestions of all my friends.

In the end, choose a university that can satisfy everyone.