The Death Knell

"Mmm! Delicious! So delicious!"

In the Wilson chain fast food restaurant, Thor was wearing Wade's new street T-shirt and eating a hamburger.

The mercenary was sitting across from him, thinking about how to trick... no, to appease a mentally ill person to obey him.

The early morning sunlight shone on Wade's face. He felt a little lazy and couldn't help but yawned.

The other person seems to be afraid of his father? When he mentioned his father in the mental hospital before, he gave himself trust. This should be used?

It is said that rich people really have nothing to do. How about educating their sons to understand the sufferings of the people?

This task sounds very irritating. Wouldn't it be a direct experience to donate all your family's property and have your whole family live on the streets?

Forget it, I am a mercenary now, and I must complete the first order well.

Wade showed a kind smile and leaned over the small table: "Your dad..."

"Bang!" Thor suddenly threw the cup in his hand on the ground with a crisp sound, and shouted loudly: "One more cup!"

Many customers who were dining at the same time cast disdainful looks in this direction.

However, as an orphan, Wade never knew what it meant to be embarrassed. He looked at people very generously, drank his own cup of Coke, threw the cup, and waved to the waiter:

"Two drinks!"

Yes, if you want to win the trust of strangers, the best way is to show the similarities between the two people. Although he didn't know what was wrong with throwing the cup after drinking water, Wade still did it.

It's all about the mission.

Wilson Enterprise is worthy of being a big company. The staff here are highly qualified. Someone quickly came to clean up the broken glass on the floor. Some of the colleagues brought new drinks in unbreakable paper cups and asked the two of them if they were from Northern Europe.

Wade smiled awkwardly.

He doesn't know who he is, he has no memory of his parents at all. Even his current name was given to him by himself in the orphanage. The same goes for his surname.

Wade was only seven or eight years old at that time. When he slipped out of the orphanage over the wall and wandered around, he saw a TV set for the first time in the window of a roadside shop.

He also saw the advertisement of Wilson fast food chain that launched the concept of "Family Bucket" at that time.

When I saw the family in the advertisement happily eating chicken legs and gnawing corn, Captain America was standing next to him giving a thumbs up...

Wade, who had no surname and no relatives, suddenly felt envious.

The joy, the joy, was all on those people's faces.

He wanted to be that happy, so Wade found a last name for himself, which was "Wilson" which represented happiness to him as a young man, although at the time he only knew Wilson as the name of a chain of fast food restaurants.

He has lived under the name Wade Wilson ever since.

Of course, there was no use in giving him an auspicious name. He still had neither enough food nor clothing, nor could he go to school or study. He was trapped in a barren yard every day, and the orphanage director's eyes were always lingering on Wade's lower body.

However, as little Wade grew up and turned into a cute blond queen mother, the old dean had some special thoughts on him, so he became extra considerate to him and even sent him to school for a few years. study.

But when he was twelve years old, the dean said he wanted to have a relationship with Wade. If he refused to do so, the other party would really kill him.

He had no choice but to escape, run to the dock, and get on a smuggling ship. As a result, he was sent to Africa and became a juvenile soldier. He had no choice but to survive.

That was all in the past when he was a child. Of course he now knows that the people in the advertisement are so happy is fake.

But there is no need to change the last name, after all, I am used to it.

His favorite food now is not Wilson's fast food, but spicy burritos, followed by mustard hot dogs, and then burgers and pizza.

However, he still loves watching TV most and is addicted to various TV programs.

"Thank you, we will pay for the cup." Wade dismissed the waiter, but then started to act according to the plan, and said to Thor: "Your father sent me."

Knowing that Odin was still paying attention to him, Thor felt confident. He became arrogant again, turned his head, and drank the Fat Mansion Happy Water: "I'm right! Let me learn the true meaning of life, I won't study."

Wade scratched his chin, which dialect is this? Isn’t it too difficult to understand?

Is the goal of teaching the true meaning of life? Oh, I understand, isn’t that how we live our lives?

I am an expert on this.

"Hey, you can't say that. Think about it, if you can't learn, he won't let you go home. If you can't go home, you won't be able to enjoy happiness, right?" Wade squeezed the ketchup on the plate into a lump and dipped it with his fingers. Zhichi: "Are you saying you don't want to live a good life? I'm here to help you, but if you don't want to, then I'll leave now."

Thor frowned. Did the God King arrange to give him a teacher? A mortal from Midgard?

He didn't think there was anyone on earth worthy of learning from him except the masters like Deathstroke and Kama Taj.

But the desire to return home still drove him.

This cola also tastes a little different from the one he drank in Vanaheim. Maybe it tastes better and makes him feel better? Why do I feel like the human being in front of me is becoming more and more pleasing to my eyes as I drink it?

It doesn't matter, since others want to teach him, he should learn it by himself. When the time comes, he can cope with his father's exam and return to the fairy palace to control thunder and lightning.

"Good, mortal, I will give you the opportunity to teach Thor, the great thunder god of Asgard! Tell me, where to start? What are you going to kill?" Thor figured it out and patted his chest with his big hand, indicating that he could start with the earth. Start learning about hunting.

Wade felt something was wrong. Why did it feel like the two of them were not talking about the same thing?

Also, you have to start by teaching the other person how to speak human language.

He called himself the God of Thunder so casually and showed signs of mania that he wanted to kill something. Wade didn't think much about it and quickly dissuaded him:

"No, we don't kill good people. Let's do this. Don't go too far first. How about we start in New York? Look at the lives of mortals. Maybe you will learn something."

"Very good!"

Thor wiped his mouth and stood up neatly. Even though he was hit by a car last night, his body had already recovered.

He felt like he had become a mortal, having lost his super strength after all.

But this high-speed self-healing alone is not human-level. Except for the soles of his feet, which have been specially cared for by Odin, he doesn't have to worry too much about trauma.

Wade took out a few pieces of change from his underwear and put them on the table. He hooked Thor's neck skillfully and walked out of the store: "Speaking of New York, we can't help but mention Hell's Kitchen. It's so fun there!"

"But where does the devil eat?"

Thor frowned. If he lost his divine power now, he might not be able to deal with some powerful devils.

But this teacher from Zhongting is still pretty good. The first lesson of the semester is to kill devils, so he is quite a man.

"Well, where the devil eats? Well, that's pretty much it."

Wade tilted his head and thought for a moment. The people living there were all paupers, and there was no security after dark. Living there was like putting your soul in the devil's mouth, and you might die at any time.

It would not be wrong to say that the villains there are demons, many of them are just wearing human skin.

I couldn't tell that this rough, long-haired man, apart from being mentally ill, was quite intelligent. He could actually tell such a meaningful joke, which was quite to my liking.

"Then fight!"

Thor put a stronger arm around Wade's shoulders and squeezed hard, which was the etiquette of comrades in arms.

Wade took off the small schoolbag on his back and showed Thor the pistol inside:

"Don't worry, I can deal with any 'devil' I encounter. Just stand by and shout, come on."

"No! This is not honorable at all! It goes against the will of our warriors!"

Thor immediately rejected the offer, his long golden hair swaying wildly, just like a male lion shaking water droplets after taking a bath.

Wade rubbed his face, okay, does this guy really think he is Thor?

What is warrior glory? Is it like the Japanese samurai? Not very familiar...

But it seems like this is the cause of the rich young master’s illness, right?

I was too superstitious about something as ethereal as glory, and even hypnotized myself, leading to illness. This should be it!

Very good, then just cure his 'glory paranoia' this time, and he should be able to return to normal. By then, if I have done what the doctors have not done, can the employer still not increase the money?

I'm so happy. When I make a lot of money, I'll pay the down payment for the house first, and then use the rest of the money to play with the girls at the Margarita Bar. Just thinking about it makes me feel happy.

The plan is simple, if something is not honorable, then just trick him into playing with it.