fuck you little bastard

【Chapter 47】◇Tony: This is the first time in my life that I saw such a nagging murderer￣_￣

Enders looked at the man on the back of his car in a red suit that looked like Spider-Man from Queens next door, and pressed the key to unlock it.

Deadpool sat up suddenly after hearing the sound of 'beep beep', and waved to them, "Hey, pals, is this car yours? Oh, you just came back from the supermarket!"

Enders stuffed both himself and Bucky's bags into the backseat before turning to look at him and asking, "Whoareyou?"

"Uh, mynameisPool·Dead, I'm about to go to an abandoned factory 27 kilometers away to kill a bunch of bad guys, can you give me a ride along the way?" Deadpool tilted his head.

"Not on the way, but I can give you a ride." Enders pointed to the back seat of the car, then opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.

"Are you really going to give him a ride?" Bucky asked, sitting in the passenger seat with a straw in his mouth.

"Well, just treat it as a pre-dinner entertainment." Enders shrugged.

Sitting in the back seat, Deadpool flipped through the large shopping bags, suddenly remembered something he had forgotten, and cursed: "Oh, shit! I forgot my ammo bag!"

Bucky pulls a gun out of the mount and hands it back to him. "There's like nine bullets in there."

"Oh, Thanks, are your metal arms real? Socool!"

Bucky shrugged, "Well, this is the second time I've heard that today."

Enders laughed: "Verysexy."

"Oh!" Deadpool exclaimed, "I remember who you are, I saw you in the Smithsonian Museum, the great special forces in American history, the Superhero who saved New York."

"Well, are you sure you want to call us that? I'mEnders, heisBarnes."

"Wade Wilson." Deadpool unloaded the only double guns he was carrying and counted the shells, "plus my... 9, 10, 11, and 12 bullets from here, a total of 21 bullets, save It should be enough, oh, I forgot to say that your car is the coolest on the street, I was worried that the owner would not take me there, but today is my lucky day."

"This car belongs to Tony Stark, probably his exclusive series." Enders shrugged, and it was the only car in Tony's garage with a back seat.

"WOW, Tony Stark? Iron Man?"

"Yeah, so, are you dressing like this to learn from Spider-Man?"

"Nonono, I wear red so the bad guys can't see that I'm bleeding, and I'm chasing someone on my naughty list, and I've waited a year, three weeks, and six days for this..." Deadpool pulled off his gloves and looked down at his watch, "Zero ten four minutes, just to make him pay for what he did to me, Oh! Just stop here, thankyou, guys."

Enders parked the car in a more hidden place, glanced at Deadpool sitting on the steel pipe outside the abandoned factory, turned around, found a bag of potato chips from the shopping bag in the back seat, opened it and handed it to Bucky, "Come on." ?Maybe we can order a takeaway before the war starts.”

Bucky picked up a piece and chewed it in his mouth, "The original taste is better."

"Yeah, I agree." Enders nodded. "Oh, WOW, how many times did he get shot?".

Bucky recalled, "Six, now it's eight."

Enders took out a tissue and wiped his fingers, "Another person with special abilities."

"Fuck! Let that bastard escape!" Deadpool opened the car door angrily and sat in. When his butt touched the cushion, he bounced up reflexively, "Oh! Fuck! Have you ever tried the feeling of a bullet hitting a chrysanthemum? So fucking cool, fuck!"

Enders called Tony while starting the car, "Tony, change the route of this car and the roadside monitor. I have a murderer in the back seat."

"Hey!... Well, strictly speaking, this is indeed murder." Deadpool gave up his defense and leaned weakly on the seat to pick the hole in his clothes.

"Didn't you go out to help clear the milk in the supermarket? Oh, it's just a metaphor." Tony called up the video of the place they visited today and looked at it. "What did you go there for, smuggling arms?"

"No, but his target is one of those people."

"Are you chatting with Iron Man?" Deadpool asked.

"Yeah." Enders handed him the phone.

"Hello, I'm Deadpool."

"Deadpool?" Tony rang and signaled Jarvis to start investigating his information.

"Yeah, Deadpool, Deadpool, Mr. stark, I heard of you."

"Yeah? I don't think there's anyone in New York who hasn't heard of me."

"Oh, I mean that gold, silver and red armor of yours is so fucking awesome, is it all powered by that reactor? Have you ever tried to fuck a hot girl in it? Or use that steel gauntlet to yourself Fuck? I think that must be so cool, oh, Youknow, my day is as fun as masturbating with a sandpaper masturbation device, Fuck! I let Francis' son of a bitch slip out of my hands, Oh, by the way, it feels better to eat a plate of pineapple and olive pizza afterwards, I suggest you try it..." Deadpool chattered while holding the phone.

"I've never had to jerk off myself, and, Enders, where do you get such a talkative murderer? Beep beep beep—"

"..." Deadpool took the phone away and looked at the words 'communication ended' on it, and looked innocently at the person in the driver's seat, "Iron Man is so unfriendly?"

Enders smiled, and took back the phone he handed over, "So? What did that Francis do to you?"

"Oh, isthat..." Deadpool pulled the hood off.

"WOW." Bucky sighed a little when he saw his bumpy, scarred face through the rearview mirror.

"Two years ago, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. A private factory engaged in gene mutation found me. They injected me with a serum. Francis was the head of the factory. He gave me this kind of medicine that can heal everything by itself. At the same time, it also prevents me from going back to my super hot girlfriend." Deadpool put the headgear back on, "The regenerative ability and the proliferation of cancer cells continue to compete, making my face so handsome that I have no friends. Now it's like Spider-Man, but I was bitten by a Shar Pei, and only by finding Francis can the scum heal my face."

Enders raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure he can really be cured?"

"What?"

"As far as I know, this kind of sequelae caused by one's own ability is permanent."

"Areyoukidding!?" Deadpool made an incredible expression.

"Well, maybe he really has a way." Enders shrugged and parked the car where he got in, and asked, "Are you getting off here?"

"Yeah, I live near here now, no matter what, I'm going to get Francis out and ask him." Deadpool opened the car door and patted him on the shoulder before leaving, "Thanks, pal."

After returning to Stark Tower, Enders told Tony and S.H.I.E.L.D. of the serum plan that Francis and Deadpool were talking about. Hydra was the biggest suspect first.

When sleeping at night, Enders put his hands on Bucky's sides, stared deeply into his eyes, and said, "Even if one day you become a Deadpool, I will love you (づ￣3￣)づ"

"..."

no response?

Enders kissed again, "If you mind, at worst, I will disfigure you with you (づ￣3￣)づ"

Bucky wiped the drool off his face and rubbed it against him, "Are you sick again?"

"..." Enders dropped the strength of his elbow and fell on him, and said in a soft voice, "Obviously, he would pull my sleeve and act coquettishly before."

"You like it when I keep calling you Ennie?"

"Forget it." Enders buried himself in the crook of his neck.

Bucky tilted his neck, "Stop rubbing, what's wrong with rubbing every night?"

"Well, you smell good." Enders kissed him heavily on the neck, and then said in a low voice, "Why don't you respond every time I talk to you about love."

Bucky brushed his hair away from his eyes, "If that counts as love."

"Then let's get straight to the point (づ￣3￣)づ(づ￣3￣)づ(づ￣3￣)づ"

The author has something to say: Deadpool will probably only appear occasionally, but it’s not too much ink,

Set Francis as the head of a small branch of Hydra, without the X-Men.

At last,

How about we travel to outer space?