[Zhongyingmei] Who is my father?

terrible.

Holding a can of coffee, Joyce stood for a while in the cold wind in the early morning, silently thinking about how to spit out the Flag that he accidentally ate.Then I found that there was no way out, and I was dying, so I turned around and went to the convenience store to buy a sandwich to calm down, and squatted in the corner, gnawing sadly and listlessly.

The nights in New York have always been more lively than other places. Not only ordinary people, but even criminals who are dangerous enough to be blacklisted by SHIELD like to come out for a stroll, but this does not include the remote neighborhood where they rented. .After lingering on the street for more than half an hour without seeing a dog, Joyce chewed the last lettuce leaf with the company of the street lamp, and finally felt a little satisfaction in his stomach, so he stood up and prepared to go back. Clean up the messy workbench like a kennel, and then ask Deadpool if that unlucky thing is dead, and if you want to bury him yourself.

He walked slowly down the alley leading to the apartment building.

The street lamp illuminated a side of light at the entrance of the alley, but it could not do anything further, leaving only a thick shadow.In such a moment of silence, it obviously takes some courage and psychological construction to walk into this kind of place alone without changing face, but Joyce didn't need this.After all, rather than being frightened by something that suddenly appeared, he looks more like the kind who hides in the dark and scares ghosts to death. Not harming others is already his greatest contribution to this world. Generally speaking, except nine The head snake and the few people, no one would come to trouble him so ignorantly.

Therefore, Joyce was really surprised when he heard the extremely small sound of breathing coming from the darkness.A smell of blood and gunpowder that can only be felt just after a shot was fired permeated the air, piercing straight into his sensitive nose, so that when Joyce drew the gun from his waist and pointed it in the direction of the breath, he couldn't bear it. He sneezed uncontrollably, and although his hands trembled for a moment, the muzzle of the gun was never crooked.

He probably didn't expect that his opening remarks would be a sneeze. The man hidden in the darkness froze for a moment, but he stopped hiding his thoughts and walked directly towards Joyce.

"Are you allergic to gunpowder?" His voice came along with the heavy footsteps, and it sounded a bit muffled.

"I just ate too much mustard. You heard that a killer was allergic to gunpowder?"

He frowned the moment he heard the man speak.Joyce watched the other party slowly approaching in a little surprise, the outline gradually became clear in the darkness, and the hand holding the gun still did not let go: "Why are you here?"

The uninvited guest who was waiting for a rabbit raised his head, and the goggles and mask covered his entire face.Although the combat uniform on his body was replaced with a hoodie, and the hood was pulled up to his head, but this did not prevent Joyce from recognizing at a glance that this was indeed the mysterious man who sniped No. [-] on the cruise ship.And just like he suddenly appeared on the maintenance deck, now he suddenly appeared under the safe house that is supposed to be [-] times more hidden than the cruise ship.

So suspicious.

Joyce couldn't help but lower his face.

"I don't mean anything malicious, you really don't have to doubt me about this." Turning to the side, let the other party clearly see Barrett on his back.The man's intentions were obvious. If he wanted to trouble Joyce, he would have shot him just now when he didn't realize he was there.

After a pause, he replied sincerely: "I just set up a Hydra stronghold, passing by here, and wanted to see you on the way."

Joyce fell silent.

"So you really want to fuck me?" Ten seconds later, with a betrayed expression on his face, he opened his mouth in such a horrified manner.

"..."

An enigmatic silence fell between the two of them.The man stood there stiffly, without moving for a long time, he didn't know if he was embarrassed by being pierced, or he was still dying because of this god-like brain hole.

"...I'm pretty sure my original intention was definitely not this." After some time, he finally recovered his voice, and assured the other party in an indescribable tone: "And this may... how to put it, it's a bit curious ...but it seems that ..."

He stuttered and confused, obviously shocked.But Joyce always felt that there was something else in his stuttering, like a door to a new world suddenly opened before his eyes.

The former killer took a few seconds, then wisely decided to pretend that nothing happened, and changed the topic at the speed of light:

"How did you know I was here?"

And this question is essentially as difficult to answer as the previous one.The mysterious man didn't speak immediately, as if he kept his identity secret, he was silent for a few seconds, and then talked about another matter.

"How is your signal tracking going?" He turned his eyes away: "It shouldn't be too difficult for you."

"It's really not." It's not that he has to get to the bottom of it, and Joyce didn't continue to ask: "I've already found it. It's the coordinates of Hydra's stronghold in Canada."

After a pause, he added: "It looks familiar."

And after saying this sentence, Joyce could obviously feel that the other party's mood had changed.It seems to be sad, but it also seems to be angry, with an inexplicable nostalgia, and seems to have very complicated feelings for this place.

"Of course you will look familiar." After a while, he nodded stiffly: "That's where 'Project Z' started."

Also you, where 'Joyce' was born.

"Oh..." Having said that, Joyce has a little impression, he did stay there a long time ago: "I remember that 'Project Z' was there for a long time, and then because of the genetic collapse of the experimental subjects problem, so they are all transferred?"

"Correct."

The man nodded: "But that base was not abandoned because of the transfer of the experimental subject, but has been conducting follow-up research. The collapse after genetic recombination is the most fatal flaw of 'Project Z'. Before finding a way to delay or solve it , Those experimental subjects must also be sealed. So they should have been kept in bases in various places over the years, and Hydra will basically not send them out."

Then I let the Winter Soldier and I do most of the work.

Suddenly felt the anger of being maliciously worked overtime.The corners of Joyce's mouth twitched, thinking of No. [-] and No. [-] that appeared on the cruise ship. It is estimated that Hydra has finally found a way to relieve it after so many years (or it may be that he and the Winter Soldier have defected successively). Say something, but hear the person on the other side continue to pick up.

"So, I say you should be able to find what you need in there."

He clenched his fists in the darkness, his tone suddenly lost:

"Even if you can't find clues to your paternal genes, you can still get that stabilizer. Although your problems are much better than theirs, you can't leave them alone."

"..."

The air was quiet again.

Although I knew that this person had an extraordinary understanding of myself, but this kind of understanding has exceeded too much, and those who know themselves so well are generally immortal enemies.As a result, Joyce's eyes gradually became cold and hard, and his face changed a few times, as if he was brewing a sharp killing intent.But in the end, he resisted the urge to raise his gun again.

He knew early on that since he hadn't done anything on the cruise ship, it would be impossible to do anything about it again.

"Why should I believe you?" Joyce asked so vigilantly, withdrawing all exposed edges.

"Because I will never hurt you."

Accepting all his vigilance and vague hostility, the man seemed to sigh: "If you don't believe me, just go and have a look... Remember to bring your roommate with you."

"This is my own business." Joyce frowned: "I'm not going to tell him."

Although it is indeed safer to go with two people.But he was not very willing to let Wade get involved in this kind of thing.

"It's up to you. But Deadpool may not think so, and he always has a way to know."

The sound arrived with the sound of footsteps resounding again.The man turned around, not caring that all the weaknesses behind him were exposed to Joyce's eyes, as if he had arrived suddenly, and disappeared into the darkness again without a sound:

"He still plans to share the rent with you."

……weirdo.

Seeing his back getting farther and farther away, and finally blending into the night, Joyce thought so expressionlessly.

He stood there for a while, making sure there was no one else around.He took a deep breath, his eyes flickering, and finally took another step towards the apartment where the lights were still on.

……

Five hours later.

Stand by the bed and stuff the last piece of gear into your bag.Joyce pressed the peaked cap on his head, picked up the travel bag in his hand, and prepared to cross the border disguised as a traveler to see what the stupid Hydra was doing in Canada.

As early as the riot on the cruise ship, his old club also noticed his whereabouts in New York.In order to divert his attention and prevent the other party from finding Wade, it is necessary for him to set up another Hydra base for fun.

Thinking of this, Joyce opened the bedroom door and stepped on something soft.

"..." He lowered his head in horror.

"Oh! This is my sexual blessing for the rest of my life!!"

He was lying on the floor sleeping at Joyce's door, but someone stepped on an important part suddenly.Deadpool covered his back with one hand and his legs with the other, howling at Joyce's feet as if he was dead.After a while, he stopped under the expressionless gaze of the other party, picked up the packed pink backpack and jumped up.

"Sneaking away while your roommate isn't around isn't very generous, buddy."

Deadpool pushed (touched?) Joyce's chest resentfully and shyly: "I'm still waiting for you to share the rent with me... Oh fuck, this feels so good, do you want to have another baby together?"

"..."

It's rare that he didn't beat him before he stretched out his salty pig's hand.Joyce stared complicatedly at Deadpool who was concentrating on eating tofu, thinking of what the faceless man said last night, it felt really evil.

How the hell did you know I was leaving today?Didn't you just wander outside? !

Is this one or two still magic sticks?

Standing there, I didn't know how to feel for a while.Joyce froze for a long time, and finally compromised, pressing Wade's face to create a safe and friendly distance between the two.

"Go downstairs and drive the car out. Don't forget to bring your ammunition bag. We will leave in 5 minutes."

"...Then let me touch it again."

"Go play with your eggs!!"