[Zhongyingmei] Who is my father?

In the third hour of setting off with his fucking roommate, Joyce began to thoroughly regret this suffocating decision.

No one can be locked in such a small space with Deadpool for such a long time without going crazy. Joyce may be better, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't want to punch this guy's jaw flat after being nagged all the way. bone.With the last of his sanity, he showed the other party a full set of forged documents at the border inspection, and explained why his companion was dressed like a psychopath, and the former killer of Hydra kicked Deadpool to drive beside the Canadian border. He went into the back seat with a cold face to recuperate, and decided that if Wade bothered him again, he would stuff this damned thing in the trunk and die.

And it probably received the brainwaves of the other party's impending explosion.Deadpool, who touched the steering wheel, rarely challenged his roommate's bottom line, and began to compete with the car radio, making all kinds of strange sounds to poison the air in the car.After having fun, the car drove crookedly, and even made a sudden drifting brake at the end, almost throwing Joyce, who was in a daze, from the back seat and onto the windshield.

"……Hold."

Joyce felt that he really didn't want to continue messing around.

They stared at each other for a while in the enigmatic silence. Before the metal arm smashed his head flat, Deadpool took the lead in covering his head with both hands, and ran down the cab, howling and turning his attention to the other side. Trapped in the barren fields all around.

"We're here, Harney." He opened the car door for Joyce like a dog, "I really didn't mean to wake you up like that."

Only then did he discover that Deadpool had parked his car in a suburb far away from the city.Joyce looked at his watch and pulled out the navigator from under his buttocks. It was difficult to hide the surprised expression on his face: "You didn't make a fucking mistake?"

"Of course, how can you not believe me!" Hardly hearing a hint of appreciation from the disgust, Deadpool patted his chest proudly: "Give me the map, and I can even lead you directly into Hydra's kitchen."

Oh?

Joyce was dubious, and handed over the locator in his hand.Then it took half an hour to follow the other party from the farthest way into the woods, and another half an hour to watch him go back and forth in the same place with a cold eye.

"...The map is marked like this, right? Why can't I find it? Hani, did you remember it wrong?!"

He knew it would be like this.

He rolled his eyes silently.When he was pulled past the spruce with the same mark for the tenth time, Joyce finally couldn't hold back, grabbed Deadpool by the back of the neck, turned him around, and faced the nine-headed tree on the other side of the hillside. The outer wall of the base is as gray as a snake and as silly as autumn.

Wade: "..."

The scene was once very embarrassing, and it was about to lose control.

The two of them were like two solidified sculptures, facing Hipaw's old nest side by side and looking up into the distance, neither of them opened their mouths, nor did they look at each other.After 5 minutes of such silence, as if he still felt that Deadpool was not stupid enough to reach his bottom line, Joyce seldom took the initiative to bump into the opponent's elbow, and reminded in a gentle tone that made the scalp tingle: "Your What about the ammo pack?"

"Huh? It's in my hands—"

Didn't realize what was wrong.Deadpool looked down at his empty palm, stayed for a few seconds, then opened his mouth wide, his eyes moving back and forth between his hands and Joyce in horror: "Where is my bag!!!!"

"..."

Meow's mental retardation.

I deeply feel that the other party lost not only his equipment, but also his brain.Joyce sighed vicissitudes, grabbed Deadpool who turned around and wanted to run back, and raised the travel bag with pink Hello Kitty printed on it that he picked up halfway with his right hand under his horrified gaze.

Then hit it in the face.

……

After another unilateral crushing infighting, Deadpool sneaked into the Hydra base with Joyce covering his nose.

Heypaw's lair has always been much the same. It's not the first time they've come together as a partner, and it's certainly not the first time they've driven straight into it as if they were in no man's land.But this time, Joyce's goal was to give priority to obtaining the top-secret information inside Hydra, and it would have to wait to blow up these people to the sky. Carefully avoid the guards and grope around inside the base bit by bit.

"I think we are still a bit ostentatious." Looking back at the corpses strewn all over the corridor, Deadpool was rarely silent, "Didn't you say you want to keep a low profile?"

"That's what I said." Joyce rolled his eyes at him: "But did you do it?"

"It's not my fault, I obviously hid it well." Deadpool felt aggrieved: "It's because they didn't want to pretend that they didn't find me, and insisted on attacking me first."

"...Hiding down in the corner with your face in your hands doesn't mean you're hiding well. I'm a Hydra and I want to draw my gun and shoot you too."

Every time you work with Deadpool, you can refresh your three views.Joyce rolled his eyes in no surprise, pushed open the closed iron door in front of him, and ended the topic on his own initiative:

"it's here."

The world behind the door is a large laboratory with an open space. Old equipment is scattered everywhere on the ground, covered with thick dust.Several broken nutrition cabins were piled loosely by the wall, revealing the dusty operating console at the other end, and a row of large switches connected with cables.

The information Joyce wanted to access was there.

Although it was a little strange when I first entered the base, the more I walked in, the more memories emerged, and the sense of familiarity became clearer.He kicked away the sundries that blocked the way, walked to the console and pressed a few times skillfully, and in an instant, the originally dark room was lit up with lights.The blue screen is also turned on, scrolling and broadcasting the secrets that Hydra has hidden here for several years.

Joyce inserted a USB flash drive into the interface, and moved his fingers quickly on the keyboard.

He couldn't help in this purely technological field, and Deadpool wandered from one end of the laboratory to the other, beating everywhere, and finally couldn't bear the loneliness and swayed back to Joyce.He glanced at the screen with his head probed, and was instantly dizzy by the scrolling code on it.

"So, I heard that you have stayed here before?" He picked up a stack of files with the word 'Z' printed on it and fanned Joyce, but the other party was choked by the raised dust and sneezed several times.In the eyes of his roommate who seemed to be hesitating to beat him up, he quickly signaled that he was reflecting.Wade squatted obediently, and at the same time changed the topic at the speed of light.

"Who did you hear that from?" Joyce gave him a surprised look: "And I don't have you yet, how on earth did you know I'm coming here?"

"Listen to what your mother said." The reply was quick and sincere, Deadpool stretched out a finger, gestured upwards to pierce the dimensional wall: "The one above."

Joyce: "...??"

Which of the above?Mother?Virgin Mary? ?

After thinking about it for a while, he finally came to the conclusion that Wade was talking nonsense to him.However, Joyce, who had been prevaricated too much, didn't expect the other party to really tell the truth to him. He just glanced at the other party and continued to answer the question just now: "I did stay here because of Project Z."

"You also participated?" Deadpool asked.

Nodding, thinking of something, Joyce lowered his voice slightly: "I am the most successful example of this plan so far."

Hydra's genetic modification program has produced experimental subjects with fatal flaws, but as long as there is a near-successful sample, the program will not fail for a day.They trained the transformed killers, numbered them in turn, and called the most stable and powerful one "Zero", an almost perfect finished product.Then it took a lot of money to train him to become a killing machine standing at the top of Hydra's combat power.

Until one day, the machine has self-awareness, escapes from the creator with all its secrets, and begins to yearn for everything about itself.

"It's not something to brag about." Joyce shook his head. "I don't remember anything before Project Z. To really understand what happened to me, I have to figure out my own background."

And he also has an urgent reason, he needs to quickly find out who he inherited his paternal genes from.

"So you're looking for Dad?"

I didn't expect my roommate to have such a tragic side, almost on par with myself.Deadpool sobbed sincerely, and held Joyce's hand for a long time, unwilling to let go:

"It's okay, I will always support you, help you, and accompany you in your search. We will always be the best roommates and best partners."

I was a little moved by the sincerity in his tone.It was rare for Joyce not to shake off the opponent's hand, but to shake it firmly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Deadpool continue to add:

"Don't be afraid, Hani. It doesn't matter if you can't find it, I will be your father from now on!"

Joyce: "..."

It's the dog's day.

I feel sorry for the self who was so touched just now.The ex-killer took a deep breath, and was about to stretch out his hands to strangle this dead thing, when the lights above the two of them flickered, made a few electric currents, and then went out.

Immediately, in the darkness, there was a sudden clear and piercing gunshot.

The author has something to say:

Cheap: You can treat me as your father! !dad!dad! ! !

Joyce: Oh, fuck it.