I have two faces

"Even if you praise me, I won't be fooled by you! If the little angel wants to let daddy be in danger and not care about it, then I would rather not be a little angel!"

The ten-year-old girl grinned her teeth pretending to be a threat, "I want to be a big villain! A big devil!"

Deadpool took off his blood-soaked hood, threw it on the ground, and wailed on the sofa: "Oh my God, if all the villains in the world are as cute as Little Enid, I'm sure I can't do it! Little Enid Ned, for the sake of my brother's life, you are more suitable for a little angel, how cute is the one with white wings?"

Enid, who was jumping to get the medicine box, suddenly frowned, "I don't want to be a birdman!!!"

"Wow, the real spirit in the middle of the night."

It was Enid who answered Deadpool directly and mentally poured half a bottle of disinfectant on Deadpool's wound, Deadpool howled, the scarlet color dyed the beige sofa red, Enid paused, feeling a little sad.

"Dad, there's a lot of blood, you're badly hurt."

The little girl's eyes turned red as she spoke, and she tried her best to open her eyes wide to avoid the hazy vision, and carefully cleaned the wound while choking.

"Enid is so useless. If I hadn't been useless, Dad wouldn't have come to a strange place for me. Is the law and order here poor? Why are there always fights?"

Deadpool wiped his hands clean, and then pinched Enid's angry little face. Deadpool, whose behavior and words were always indecent and full of yellow waste, had a rare warmth.

"Did brother's little Enid grow up eating cute? I really want to tie you up and take you everywhere."

Deadpool's face is exhausted, like a crazy man, a guy whose mind is so messed up that even Professor X refuses to think about him, only when he is around Enid, he will look a little bit like a normal person.

Enid was his little angel.

Soft, fragrant, and sweet, Deadpool has thought about it more than once, even if the little girl grows up and wants to fly solo and abandon her poor old father to find her life, Deadpool will still cling to her shamelessly.

Deadpool couldn't imagine what would happen to Enid without him.

The child who was spoiled by him and had to hug the doll to sleep at night, at the age of eleven or twelve, he didn't understand how chaotic Gotham he lived in, and he didn't understand how charming he was when he started to grow, and he had to rely on the old Her father worked hard to deal with those little gangsters who followed her and plotted against her.

She lost her old father, and it is estimated that she will be dead on the street the next day.

But Deadpool still left her.

On a dark night, he lied to Enid, who looked attached, and went out to do something, and never came back.

We met again today, five years later.

She was wearing the navy blue suspender dress that Deadpool hates the most, revealing a large piece of white skin unscrupulously, exuding a seductive aura that Deadpool couldn't ignore.

Her face was spattered with dots of blood, and a streak of blood snaked along her calf to her ankle.

Enid licked her dry lips and smiled sweetly: "Dad, there's a lot of blood, you're hurt so badly."

There was a blood-colored puddle on the ground, and Enid was sitting astride Deadpool, with a blood-stained silver knife in her hand, with Enid's deep eyes printed on it.

Deadpool spread his hands out, lying on the ground in large characters, shaking his head, "Oh, sweetheart, I think I saw two of you, so cool! It feels like being sucked dry by a beautiful girl for three days and three days. Ye...Brother Ma De's hands are a little cold, sweetheart, help him warm up."

Enid smiled, "Dad, is your heart still beating?"

Enid slammed the knife into Deadpool's chest, holding the handle with both hands, her strong fingertips turned white, stirring the flesh and blood.

Deadpool was trembling all over, but he had never resisted since the first stabbing by Enid. He had a game attitude, as if he was playing a game with Enid.

"Is Dad's heart warm?"

Enid murmured, a tear fell to Deadpool's lips, "I'll dig it out to see if it's okay."

The knife stirred the flesh and blood, and the scarlet liquid gushed out.

Deadpool trembled and moaned like pain or pleasure, his hoarse voice made people blush.

"Sweetheart, go ahead..."

Deadpool arched his back, rubbing against Enid like a water snake.

Enid: "..."

The little girl's whole body was stiff, and the crimson color spread from her ears to her neck.

"I'm killing you!!! Can you be serious!!!"

Deadpool took off his uniform and mask, his eyes blurred, "Brother is very serious, in fact, talking about killing skills is what I'm good at, how many items should I recommend to you? Guaranteed to squeeze out only cells."

Enid trembled her hands, obviously Deadpool was the one who was abused, but Enid's face was paler than Deadpool's, her eyes were moist, and her dark blue eyes seemed to be wrapped in a cloud of mist.

"Don't be afraid, Dad doesn't hurt."

Deadpool took Enid's knife-holding hand and patted it lightly, as if encouraging.

However, Deadpool's words were a bomb, bombing Enid's world into a blank.

"Groot."

Enid suddenly got up from Deadpool, as if all the emotions were contained in the body in an instant, leaving only a mirror-like calm.

She turned on the surveillance system, checked the location of Bucky, Steve and others, and said flatly, "Take Bucky and the others away."

Enid needs space to use her magic.

She didn't want to go after Bucky hiding something that suppressed magic.

That little trick.

As long as she is stronger, no one can stop her.

Enid twitched the corners of her mouth and looked sideways at Deadpool lying on the ground.

Deadpool has lost too much blood and is in shock.

He didn't resist at all.

Enid is very aware of Deadpool's skills, even if Enid has magic, she may not be able to please him.

He didn't resist.

He was underestimating her, he didn't take Enid seriously!

Deadpool: No, no, daddy is really just reluctant to hurt you, cutie! ! ! QAQ! ! !

Enid: He just doesn't care about me! ! ! !

When Groot appeared, Bucky vaguely understood Enid's purpose. Her space magic was superb, and she could go to places that Bucky couldn't find in an instant.

Bucky immediately ran back to the original path, but Groot turned into a branch and extended in various passages, successfully hindering Bucky.

"Bucky!! Why are you here!"

Bucky clenched his hands tightly, watching the two in silence.

Steve was surprised to meet Bucky, but unlike Steve's surprise when he saw his best friend, Tony secretly upgraded the steel armor to the highest state of readiness.

How should he remind the captain that Bucky is dangerous?

"All 21 mutants have been transferred."

Wanda notified Tony through internal contact.

Tony breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Steve, "The operation was successful, it's time for us to retreat."

"No, I want to take Bucky back with me!"

Tony: What the hell... Forget it, the honest Iron Man doesn't want to swear for now.

"OK, Sergeant James Barnes, since the captain said, you can't leave today."

Tony felt that he was just righteous!

Bucky's eyes were cold, and even in the face of Steve, it was hard to hide the hostility and stubbornness in his brows, and perhaps a little anxiety.

Are you abandoning me again, sir?

What are you doing sir.

Are you lying to him again?

Bucky's throat moved slightly, and a gloomy look slowly appeared in his eyes like a silent beast.

Bucky wasn't the Bucky Steve knew anymore.

"I'll take you back, Bucky, and everything will be fine."

No matter how strong Bucky is, Captain America and Iron Man two-on-one will inevitably be a bit powerless, not to mention that he has other things in mind.

"Sir..."

As soon as Bucky was distracted, he was smashed through the wall by Tony's bombardment. Steve followed closely behind, and the shield stuck tightly to Bucky's metal arm. Facing his former comrades-in-arms reduced to their present appearance, Steve had mixed feelings. Hit him hard.

The world was spinning, and Bucky seemed to see Enid in a trance.

She is smiling at him.

"He passed out."

Tony blinked, "Captain, you are really serious."

Steve frowned, obviously feeling heavy, especially when he saw Enid appearing at the end of the corridor covered in blood, that depressed emotion reached its peak.

"Sally! Are you hurt?"

Enid didn't even look at Bucky on the ground, she smiled softly, and Groot followed closely beside her, his big eyes full of vigilance.

"It's not my blood, I promised to come to support, how could I break my promise, but, what about Spider-Man?

Tony snorted twice: "Little kid should do his homework obediently. You should be glad that you are 20 this year, not 17 and still in the third year of high school."

Peter, who was being watched by Aunt May while doing homework at home: My God, Mr. Stark, what did you say to Aunt May...

The matter of the mutants came to an end, but Wanda and the others went back to school and asked other people to know that Deadpool had never returned.

"When did that guy whose whereabouts became obsessed stay in school obediently? I don't know where to go."

Everyone thinks so.

It can only be said that Deadpool's usual style is too bad, and no one found out when he died.

Steve brought Bucky back to Stark Tower. He didn't take Bucky to S.H.I.E.L.D., indicating that Captain America also knew that the crimes committed by the Winter Soldier were enough to wash away all the achievements of James Barnes.

S.H.I.E.L.D. can turn a blind eye to Sally Hammer, because Enid is now a prestigious magician in New York and a stereotyped righteous hero in the hearts of the people. She gave S.H.I.E.L.D., including superheroes, It has brought a lot of positive images to appease those who fear the power of superheroes.

After all, a soft girl is always attractive.

But Bucky was different.

The great achievements of World War II can only be seen in history books, but once the Winter Soldier is exposed to the eyes of the public, the consequences will be disastrous.

"He wants to see the little bastard, otherwise everything will not cooperate."

Tony scratched his head in a breakdown: "Has he really recovered his memory? Or is Sergeant Barnes just such a bad character? Is a flower in Brooklyn a moron who covets little girls? Your 90-year-old grandpa has such a high taste Consistent?!"

Steve: "..."

Why add him?

"Where's Sally?"

Tony spread his hands: "It's a simulated training ground in my laboratory."

"Perhaps let them meet."

Steve still believes in Bucky, or rather, he believes in the Bucky in his memory.

"Captain, I don't quite agree."

Tony took an apple and took a bite. "Sergeant James is too dangerous now. If Jarvis hadn't discovered it in time this morning, he would have escaped by now."

He is smart, cunning, and an incalculable unknown.

Tony glanced at the worried Steve, not wanting to hurt the old man's heart.

"Miss Wilson asked me to tell you, sir, she went home first."

"So early?" Tony looked at the time, "Eleven? She won't stay for lunch?"

In fact, Enid had rushed back to make lunch.

Because, there is still Dad waiting for her to come home.

The author has something to say:

Deadpool: Oh~ imprisoned play~ sweetheart~ continue~ don't stop~comeon~

Enid: ... suddenly lost the impulse.