What is it like to study at Midtown High School?

A week before Christmas, I refused my mother's invitation to go shopping with Peter on the grounds of a stomachache, and waited for the arrival of a psychotic mercenary alone at home.

Putting on the black cloak and black mask that day, and stuffing all the white hair into the hood of the cloak, I looked at the person in the mirror, and could hardly remember what I looked like half a year ago.

Pulling off the mask, it is rare for me to take a closer look at what I look like.

Although I often laugh at Nick for looking like he's on drugs, I'm not much better myself. I'm skinny and unmistakably thin, and my cheeks meet at an acute angle, my lips are pale and mean, and my eyes are sunken. The dark circles under the eyes are very obvious on the pale face, and I don't know when, the blue eyes I inherited from my mother have faded a little, and they look a little gray-blue.

I belatedly realized that my face looked exactly like that of a survivor in the dim moonlight. This recognition made me a little unhappy, but at the same time I was so calm that I didn’t have any emotional fluctuations. Silently looking at the person in the mirror two by two, it seems that the body has nothing to do with me, it has its own emotions and wishes.

"Hey~white-haired boy~are you ready for our date?"

The cheap-mouthed mercenary who suddenly appeared at the window broke the inexplicable stalemate in my room. I immediately put on a mask and responded to him at the same time: "If you really have the desire to be violated, I think I can help you—other It doesn't have to be."

"Hey, brother, how could it be number zero! Brother's Mexican chicken tacos are very~very strong~" Deadpool smiled cheaply and made an obscene gesture while holding the pistol.

As a well-behaved underage teenager, I decided to leave it at that: "How do we get there?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha~" Deadpool threw a gun at me, "Guess how brother got here?"

I never expected it--there are so many things that I never expected recently! ——Deadpool, he actually drove a private jet!I remember the time when Peter complained to me about how he trains so hard that he doesn't even get overtime pay, and some solo hoodlum gets his own jetpack!

Deadpool flew the plane proficiently, and he didn't forget to turn around and show off to me: "How is it? Brother is much cooler than Spider-Man, right?"

I'm not sure if he knows about Peter's relationship with me, but there's more important things to say at this point: "Beware of hitting trees! - and, what's up with the Stark Industries logo on this plane??? "

"Eh—I paid the rent!" Deadpool maneuvered the plane to avoid a big tree at a very tricky angle, "Hey, don't look at me like that, brother is very honest."

I helplessly: "As long as the rent you pay isn't a chicken taco."

"Of course not—I paid for two—"

I suddenly understood a little bit why sometimes Peter would give up arguing with me and choose to meet my demands directly.

Clutching on to the front seat to avoid bumping into each other, I admire myself for remembering to ask Deadpool if we have any plans for this trip.

"Huh? Plan?" As a result, Deadpool laughed exaggeratedly and drove the plane to draw a D in the air. "The plan is that we rush in and take things out."

I began to regret coming out with him: "What should I do if I meet Dr. Octopus?"

"Brother has explosives, little brother ~ a lot of explosives ~" Deadpool smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Brother, go to fry the octopus, and then you take out the things while you are in the chaos~ This is our plan."

Well, I choose death.

Doctor Octopus's nest is in the basement of an abandoned villa on the outskirts of the city. It seems that Deadpool has definite information. He successfully destroyed the security system of the villa, and then found the secret passage under the pool, motioning for me to go ahead go down.

I didn't move, just looked at him like an idiot.

Deadpool shrugged: "Eh~ I thought we were magical friends~"

Seeing that I insisted on not moving, Deadpool had no choice but to go down first with his eyes bent in frustration, and then he was shocked. I waited for his screams to subside before going down.

After going down, there is a long underground passage exuding a smell of earth. I cautiously followed Deadpool and looked at the two sides. Although the possibility is not high, I am still afraid of accidentally running into the warning of Dr. Octopus.

Deadpool, who smelled like barbecue, could laugh and ask me as he walked, "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet, little brother~ What's your name? Alan Adler? Barry Brad? Lyn Cossent?—I can go from A to Z!"

I was startled when I first heard "Alan", but then I realized that he was just combining names and dismissed it: "What about you? Mr. Deadpool? What's your name? David Dukinson ?”

"Wade Wilson." Deadpool suddenly changed his voice and said in a low voice.

I froze for a moment, and looked up at him, only to see him put on an extremely wretched smile in an instant: "If one day you see a man with this name, remember to kill him~"

For some reason, although he said such words, I still knew clearly: Wade Wilson, this is the name of Deadpool.

The deeper we walked, the more mechanical equipment we saw. Deadpool casually planted time bombs in the aisle while walking. I reminded him with some trepidation: "What if we can't get out later?"

Deadpool said indifferently: "It's okay, it's not the first time that brother crawled out of the ruins."

... I have really boarded a pirate ship that never returns!

The authentic focus is a large modern laboratory, but Dr. Octopus is not seen.

I already felt something was wrong.

Deadpool's screams just now were quite shrill, and we didn't deliberately suppress the movement we made all the way here, but Doctor Octopus didn't show up at all, so...

"Oh~ Brother's money~money~" However, Deadpool had already cheered and jumped towards the experimental table, and began to search for serum.

"Hey, Deadpool, please be quiet! Doctor Octopus..." If he is not too seriously injured to appear, he is in ambush...

I swallowed the second half of the sentence, because something that is not a human limb has been put on my shoulder.

"Yeah~ The owner is back~" Deadpool actually assumed the pose of an innocent girl!But I clearly saw that he stuffed other people's research results into his four-dimensional pocket just now!

"Who sent you...?" Doctor Octopus behind me asked threateningly.

Deadpool took out an inexplicable zipper to lock his mouth, and shook his head to keep it secret.

Doctor Octopus immediately locked me with one of his tentacles: "Then your companion will die."

Deadpool hesitated, and unzipped the zipper, but before I even had time to doubt whether he really had such a good intention, I saw him dig out a tombstone from his four-dimensional pocket: "Sorry Dean, your epitaph wants to Write what?"

I almost passed out: "Who the fuck is Dean?"

"Hmm, are you sure? Such an epitaph is not elegant~"

Doctor Octopus probably didn't understand our internal strife, but he also saw that my life and death could not threaten Deadpool, so he left me and turned to attack Deadpool.

I was slammed on the sharp corner of an instrument, and I was in pain. I coughed and reminded Deadpool: "Bomb!"

Deadpool was chopping off Doctor Octopus' tentacles with two knives, and when he heard that, he was distracted and threw a remote control over: "Red button."

I desperately pressed the button for a long time, but I didn't even hear the sound of firecrackers: "Are you sure you didn't bring the remote control of the air conditioner here?!"

Although Doctor Octopus was not able to suppress Deadpool, he was not yet at a disadvantage. He could still mock us with a sneer at this time: "Your little things are in my trash can now."

Heat!I dropped the remote, knowing that Dr. Octopus should have been right behind us to defuse the bomb.

Then I only have a pistol left on hand, and the pistol's attack power against Dr. Octopus with a metal casing... probably is similar to Jim throwing a bat dang at me.

"Dean, it's your turn to play~" Deadpool cut off one of Doctor Octopus's tentacles with all his strength, then jumped out of Doctor Octopus' attack range, and shouted at me.

I looked at Deadpool, then at the slightly furious Doctor Octopus, and finally realized that I had been completely taken advantage of by Deadpool.

But things have come to this, I can only show the middle finger to Deadpool, then put away my distracted mind, concentrate, and start to squeeze the time, so the manic Doctor Octopus suddenly becomes clumsy, and the movements of chasing Deadpool look like Looks like you want to play cuddle with him.

And the Deadpool who got me into the game over there put away his double knives, gave me a "Hart", turned around and ran away along the way he came.

I don't know how long I can last, I have to find the serums quickly while I can still control the situation, and hope that deadpool bastard doesn't wipe them all-I don't expect him to wait outside waiting for me to share the spoils .

Undoubtedly, from the way he dealt with Dr. Octopus just now, it can be seen that there is no problem in his line of work-intelligence, experience plus ability, Deadpool can completely deal with Dr. Octopus, but he still has to steal serum, steal Those serums in breakable glass containers, which restricted his movements.

I scolded Deadpool in my heart while rummaging through boxes and boxes: So he found me, as long as I can restrain Dr. Octopus, he can escape-he is a person outside of time, and he is not affected by me at all!

found it!

It seems that Deadpool is quite conscientious. He drew a small head portrait on a cabinet, with a dialog box "Come on~" next to it.After I opened the cabinet, I found a small box. I saw that most of the test tubes in it were taken away by Deadpool, but some were left for me anyway.I locked the box, and I couldn't verify whether these were what Peter needed. First, I'm not that good, and second, I've already started to have a headache.

I picked up the box with one hand and pressed my temple with the other and ran towards the passage where Deadpool escaped just now. The movements of Doctor Octopus behind me were still getting more and more vivid-I couldn't control it!

Just when I was about to see the exit, I suddenly tripped over something, and at the same time, the control of time was instantly released. After I panicked, I realized that it was not Dr. Octopus that tripped me, but Deadpool's backpack.

This time I really want to dismember Deadpool into quarks!I could already hear the "footsteps" of Dr. Octopus chasing after me. I picked up the box containing the serum and got up to run. The moment I got up, I saw a small note on the backpack—it was also a Smiley face, narrate a dialog box: Come on~

I gritted my teeth, picked up the backpack, and opened it: a backpack full of grenades.Sure enough, it's Deadpool's style.

Falk squid, Deadpool.

I cursed Deadpool silently, and before Dr. Octopus's tentacles touched me, I tried to run towards the exit, pulled a pull ring in my hand, and threw it back without hesitation.

The powerful explosion instantly produced a huge heat wave. I was almost thrown out of the tunnel by the strong airflow. When I stood up, I could even hear Doctor Octopus roaring.Still in shock, I quickly got up, picked up the box and ran in a random direction. I tried my best to slow down the time twice on the way, lest Dr. Octopus break through the soil and chase me, so I saw it before I lost my strength. The familiar road and sporadic lights were lost.

Out of breath, when I saw the shadow of the road, my legs were already weak, and I sat on the grass beside the road, panting heavily, there was no shadow of Dr. Octopus behind me, only the stars in the sky in front of me, and there was a box at hand. Hard-won serum, very good very good.

After resting for a while, the Deadpool who sold his teammates really didn't appear again, probably because he went to deal with his employer.

I waited for almost half an hour before I waited for a small car full of rock and roll youths. After stopping it, I made up a nonsense about running into a perverted driver and being thrown on the way, and I got into the car smoothly.

The rock youths were quite enthusiastic: "You, who look so skinny, are you actually liked by Perverted Glass?"

Me: "...Maybe the taste is more unique."

Rock youths: "The taste of gays is getting lower and lower these days."

I made my way into town silently to a carload of heavy metal music.

They dropped me off before they got into Queens, and a skinny mohawk sitting next to me asked curiously, "Hey, what's in your suitcase?"

I patted the box: "My uncle's thesis, he's a Ph.D. in chemistry."

"Tch, I thought it was a fan." Moxigan suddenly lost interest, and the others also shrugged to express their boredom.

I thanked them for their kindness, waved goodbye to them, and then prepared to take a car home. I didn’t feel tired just now, but now I felt that there was no pain anywhere in my body, especially my brain—I doubt I Long-term overuse can lead to cerebral palsy.

After getting in the taxi, I finally remembered that I had to report to my mother. She and Peter should have gone home, but before I took out my mobile phone, a call came in. I thought it was from my mother or Peter. The one who asked, turned out to be Meera.

Suspiciously, I connected the phone, and before I could speak, Meera over there hurriedly asked, "Where are you?"

"Um..." After I reported the coordinates, Meera said without any doubt: "Go to the top floor of Delkin's restaurant, Spider-Man and your mother are there!"

"Delikin? What are they doing there?" I still haven't recovered.

"Danger! Go!" Meera almost screamed over the phone. "I saw them! I just met them in the street, I touched them, and—I saw!"

I immediately sat up straight: "Did you see it?"

"You don't believe me?" Meera's voice suddenly weakened, "Last time..."

"No! It's not." I looked up to the driver and said, "Go to Delkin's Restaurant." Then I asked Meera, "What did you see? Tell me in detail."

"I... I can't see clearly, but I saw a monster attacking your mother... Spider-Man didn't have time to save her... I was so scared, I didn't think about it until I got home..." Meera said intermittently.

I could hardly contain the panic in my heart, but I continued to ask: "Did you see that monster clearly?"

"No..." Meera was already crying, "I'm sorry Alan, my father has fallen into a hallucination, and I can't wake him up."

"It's okay, I'll go by myself, don't worry, please contact Nick for me, and ask him if he has time to take over the serum of Dr. Octopus." I calmed Meera and hung up the phone, then took a deep breath , punched the car seat hard.

The driver in the front row gave me a weird look, and I didn't bother to pay attention to him, I just tried my best not to tremble.