[Comprehensive] sense of existence

Uh-huh?Play to strengths?Steal?

Deadpool patted his crotch, straightened his body forward and acted like an old man pushing a cart, "I'm a specialty here."

Then he stopped, tilted his head and spread his hands: "But who told you that I'm good at stealing?"

The ladies present were unanimously calm about his incomparably obscene actions, as if they had seen the big world, and they were all heroines who could kill monsters on the battlefield, and this dirty joke could still bear it.

When asked who it was, Captain America, who promised not to expose it, did not speak, but Barton, who was behind him, squeezed Charles' eyes on purpose.

Deadpool turned over, jumped to Charles' side, and lifted a piece of tablecloth that was trying to get under the wheelchair.

Alale felt that her eyes suddenly brightened, and there were a pair of feet on the tiptoes under her eyes... Standing up pretending that nothing happened, she patted the dirt on her knees and sighed: "I don't know what the professor said. The wheelchair is impenetrable no matter what material it is made of, and the space below it is too small to be suitable for peek-a-boo, beast, I have to criticize you, next time it needs to be improved."

After finishing speaking, she paused, looked up as if she had just met, and said in surprise, "Ah, isn't this Deadpool? What a coincidence."

The innocent beast Hank lying on the gun: ...

Deadpool looked at her condescendingly, and said in a calm voice, "I knew that you must have reported the incident in Queens last time!"

Arale looked innocent: "What are you talking about? Why didn't I understand?"

"I'm not good at anything, but my memory is very good. It was just you and me that day. If you didn't inform me, who would know that I was stealing?!"

Arale thought about it for a long time but still didn't understand: "When did you steal something?"

He snorted twice: "It's the iron box that those idiots wanted to trade, and I managed it without anyone noticing."

Hearing Alale's quick identification here, she shouted at Fulian: "You see that right, he admitted it himself!"

Deadpool was taken aback, "...to admit what?"

Alale continued to grieve and said: "What's wrong with you, but you want to be a thief, what's wrong with stealing, but steal things from those organizations, let me tell you what's good about you!"

Deadpool looked confused: "Are you sick!"

Feeling that Deadpool couldn't hold back his hands and was about to withdraw the two double knives behind him, she squatted and hid behind Charles' wheelchair, showing half of her head, and said arrogantly: "I dare not admit to stealing, I really misjudged you! "

Seeing that Deadpool still wanted to come forward to argue, Charles, who stood between the two of them, smiled at him, and Deadpool immediately retracted his hand trying to grab her out.

Stark, who couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward to stop Deadpool, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "We all know your identity as a thief. Since you want to keep it a secret, we will help."

"What? Thief?" Deadpool broke free and yelled strangely, "Who said I was a thief?!"

Arale sighed: "Stop talking, we all know."

"Know..." said a P

Alale asked before he could curse, "Did you steal the thing?"

There is no need to lie about this, Deadpool admitted confidently: "Yes!"

Alale continued to ask: "Is this thing stolen by the thief?"

Thinking that it was the lie he told to confuse the public, his tone weakened a few degrees but he still admitted: "Yes!"

Alale spread his hands: "So as a thief, you should use your strengths to go deep into the enemy's army and steal things."

Deadpool:"……"

It was only then that he realized that Alale was playing a trick on himself. He was about to say fart, but after thinking about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with Alale's problem.

The choked Deadpool was stunned for a long time.

Not paying much attention to who is the thief, Wonder Woman who has not spoken has stood at the window looking up at the sky, her black pupils flickering with a dark light, and said faintly: "They are here."

All the people in the hall raised their heads in unison, looking at the sky as if they had opened Pandora's box. Amidst the gloomy clouds and countless waves, a black spot slowly retreated.This black spot is getting bigger and bigger, revealing a dangerous and treacherous atmosphere, and gradually expanding into a black hole that seems to be able to swallow everything.

A dense army of troops rushed out of the black hole, looking more ferocious than last time.

Stark's mask was put down, and there was a hint of seriousness in his relaxed voice, "The battle has begun, guys."

The whole family couldn't argue that Deadpool, who had turned his back on the scapegoat, still had to go inside the enemy army to get the check.

But before he left, he hugged Alalei who was going to the air-raid shelter alone with the others, and said in a weird way: "Just in case, two people should steal it. If one fails, the other will carry it. Are you right, dear?"

Alale, who thought she had nothing to do with herself: "..."

She paused for two seconds, then reacted and began to struggle violently, but was locked tightly by the powerful Deadpool, and was dragged into the battleship half-dragged by her neck.

After entering the battleship, everyone was a little surprised to see that Alale followed. Deadpool covered Alale's mouth and said with a smile: "The warrior Alale is really great, you have to come with me no matter what, I am so touched gone."

As he spoke, he put the tablecloth on her head.

Ala Lei:! ! !

Charles sensed something coming in a wheelchair and let Deadpool let go.

Anyway, the battleship had already flown up and couldn't turn back, and Deadpool, who had achieved his goal, let go of her.Arale, who was finally free, lifted the tablecloth, and saw Charles who was smiling and looking at her, and almost shed tears.

It seems that I still think that Charles has the most beautiful face, and he must be beautiful before he dies.

"Professor!" Alale sat down on the ground next to the professor, hugged his thigh, and rubbed his face against the fabric on his thigh, "I'm afraid of death QAQ"

Charles who was hugged on the thigh for the first time: ...

Deadpool standing next to him has learned a new skill of mopping up money.

Charles paused, reached out and rubbed Arale's smooth and delicate long brown hair, his voice was gentle but firm, "You will be fine."

Arale looked up pitifully.

Charles's blue eyes seem to reflect the sea of ​​stars, all-encompassing, with his own vitality and free and easy, returning to the tranquility with a little warmth in the depths where all the high-spirited ends.

Although he was afraid that he could see everything, Arale still couldn't help staring.

"Spiritual power." Charles held her hand, "It's an invisible force."

His palms are male rough, dry and warm, gently enveloping Arale's hand.

"Close your eyes."

Alalei, who was coveted by the beauty, blinked, and quickly closed it after reacting.

"Let yourself relax, feel it in your mind, find your own spiritual power in the mist, and absorb the fog permeating the spiritual power layer by layer, so that your origin will gradually grow."

"Focus on it, feel it."

As he murmured softly, Arale's head lowered lower and lower...

Charles felt something was wrong and rubbed her head.

Arale, whose hair was about to be messed up, swayed and straightened up quickly.

"...I didn't feel it."

Charles was expressionless: "...relaxing is not the same as sleeping."

Alale is like a student who was caught sleeping by the teacher in class, dejectedly: "Is mental power also divided into academic masters and scumbags? Why have you taught me the theory, and I have never felt it."

Charles nodded: "It is indeed divided into nature and nurture."

Deadpool, who had been watching the impromptu cramming class with his arms crossed, sneered: "Needless to say, you must be the most stupid kind."

Arale rolled his eyes at him.