The Death Knell

"Fixed, try again."

The one-eyed man threw a belt to a man without pants in the corner. The latter was huddled there, touching his arm, shaking as if sobbing.

If you look at such a scene suddenly, you may think it is the scene of some violent sexual assault case, but if you see clearly that the person squatting in the corner is Deadpool, a normal person will not have that idea.

The reason why he was twitching was not because he was cold without wearing pants, but because he was playing with his mobile phone, typing furiously and showing off to one of his few friends, the teenage warhead with gender confusion.

The chat history is like this:

"Here? See if Uncle Wade is interested? (naughty expression)"

"Go away, don't look, go fuck yourself. (middle finger emoticon)."

"Let me tell you, you may not believe it. Hehe, uncle, I am no longer on the same level as you. Do you know what credit points are? Do you have credit points?"

“What are credits? (Pick your nose emoticon)”

"This is the unified currency that Slade will exchange for our universe in the future. From now on, all the dollars and yen in your hands will become waste paper and cannot be spent in the universe. Do you understand? If you immediately Call Peter and admit that your level of playing DOTA is not as good as mine, then I can consider continuing to guide you in the future, at least I will leave you a chicken butt when I eat turkey."

"Tch, that's it? Are you fucking stupid? I'm an X-Men, and the professor is responsible for food, clothing, housing and transportation. How can he starve us to death despite his relationship with Deathstroke? Just kneel down. I'm busy. (Crooked Mouth Dragon King Emoticon Pack)"

The smile on Deadpool's rotten face disappeared, or in other words, it moved to the girl through the phone, and he slapped himself on the head!

This brain cancer is a mistake. I just wanted to show off my income today to Warhead. I forgot that he is a member of the X-Men and a mutant. This is equivalent to a meal ticket for stable employment. He will definitely not starve to death.

My cousin indirectly controls the X-Men through Professor What?

Seeing that the show off failed, Deadpool shivered with anger and felt cold all over. He didn't know when he would be able to stand up.

So when Cable returned to this small lounge from the engineering laboratory, he saw Deadpool squatting in the corner with an expression on his face like he was counting ants. He felt very aggrieved, as if he had been raped.

But strong men have seen this kind of scene many times. If you ask Deadpool what happened at this time, then this bitch will definitely come up with a long nonsense, and then say a lot of unrealistic and crazy things.

He didn't want to hear it.

Don't forget, when Cable was teleported away from 40K, he was still brushing his teeth in his spaceship. Now that the spacecraft is still floating in space, he just wants to go back and continue washing his face before anyone picks up the spaceship.

As for continuing to do missions with Deadpool? Forget it, it’s easy to shorten your life, and I still feel sick now. Should I replace my other hand with a robotic arm? Which one is best with a self-cleaning and disinfecting function?

"Well, Nathan, do you think I am a failure?"

Deadpool, who was squatting in the corner and digging at the floor, turned his head, and the two eyepieces on his mask were squirming like poached eggs. This was the cartoon-style "tears in the eyes". Anyway, it was reasonable:

"I earned credits today and wanted to tell the young children about my struggles, but she ignored me at all and scolded me, woo woo woo~"

"Is it a warhead?" Cable knew the truth as soon as he guessed it. He threw the belt in his hand on Deadpool's head: "She has always been like that. That kind of energy is what young people pursue. In this era, it should be called 'cool' 'Right? Besides, she has never respected you, so you should get used to it."

Even though he knew that the bitch was pretending, Cable still had to pick up the conversation out of humanitarianism because there was no one else in the room.

"As long as you're happy." Cable rolled his eyes. He was really too lazy to talk to Deadpool about this topic. He was afraid of not knowing it: "That's it, your belt has been repaired, using the high-end materials given by the adjutant." The goods will not be broken easily, I have to leave, and the faucet on the spacecraft has not been turned off yet."

"If you love me, don't leave." Deadpool swooped down and grabbed one of Cable's feet. He had no intention of letting go even if he was dragged sliding on the ground.

"Go away, a devil will love you. Don't dirty my shoes. These are high-end products in the future." Diansuo kicked his legs as hard as he could, with a particularly disgusted expression on his face. He felt like he was going to vomit again.

I thought I had maxed out my resistance to nausea, but when I looked at it today, it turned out that Deadpool was not the most disgusting, only more disgusting.

This is a road that seems to never end.

"Then let me put it another way." Deadpool was stunned for a moment, and then showed a shy expression: "Don't go, love me. Isn't this more tempting to you?"

"vomit"

This ambiguous statement, as well as the bitch's shy little expression, finally made Dian cable start retching again. This was because all the contents in his stomach had been vomited before, and now there was nothing to vomit.