The Exorcism Inspector in Marvel World

"Oh, does anyone know me? I didn't expect that I am also a celebrity. Are you here to ask for an autograph? Should you sign it on your chest or on your underwear? Hahaha... I'm just kidding. I only give it to female fans. Sign, so hurry up and play with your eggs!”

Doctor Strange looked up at Tony, "It seems we have really found him."

Tony nodded. He was also a little worried. The current Deadpool was obviously in a state of being above. His sanity was unclear, but now he was completely confused. If you disturb him at this time, you might get some kind of response. Maybe It was a grenade, or a stab in the head.

"I think it's better for you to come," Tony said awkwardly. "He's obviously unconscious now. It's not impossible for me to come and say hello, but I have to be prepared. This might expose my identity. I detected something in the air." Less invisible gadgets should be watching us."

"Hell Eye...I should have thought of it earlier." Doctor Strange cast two protective spells. He and Tony murmured a few words in a low voice, then carefully walked over and patted Deadpool on the shoulder.

"Buzz!!"

With a flash of cold light, Deadpool suddenly drew his knife and chopped off Doctor Strange's head. The blade was an inch away from Doctor Strange's head and was blocked by invisible magic.

Tony reluctantly took out a green note and handed it over. The two of them had just made a small bet. Doctor Strange bet that Deadpool would chop with a knife, and Tony bet that Deadpool would pull out a gun.

"It's you two bastards!" Deadpool withdrew his knife and gave Doctor Strange a big bear hug. "I know you love me and won't let me leave the team. I actually want to continue doing this. It has always been my dream to be an Avenger and a superhero..."

Doctor Strange and Tony looked at each other awkwardly, and Doctor Strange politely broke away from Deadpool's bear hug.

Tony coughed twice, "Actually, there is no need for you to come back. What I mean is, whether you want to leave the team or not, that is your freedom. We will not use our subjective will to influence you. From a theological point of view, , you have free will, if you want to leave the team..."

"I don't want to leave the team anymore..."

Tony almost choked. He ignored Deadpool's words and pretended he didn't hear it. "We respect your idea of ​​leaving the team and solemnly approved it. We also held a farewell party for you. Everyone had a great time." happy!"

"Farewell party, oh...you guys are so considerate, oh...wait! Farewell party to me? Why didn't anyone invite me?"

"Because you have left the team," Tony felt like he could no longer continue, "So, since you have left the team now, there will be alternate players to take your place. If you want to come back, I'm sorry... you can only Fill out the application again and we will find a way to arrange a backup position for you. You are now a glorious backup Avenger."

"Oh yeah! I'm a backup Avenger!" Deadpool didn't realize that Tony didn't want him to return to the team. "So you guys just want to tell me this good news? You are so considerate. Wait until I finish this." Come on, I’ll take you to eat hell grilled steak and hell tacos!”

Hell steak....Hell tacos....

Doctor Strange shuddered, wondering what material it was made of.

In fact, Doctor Strange really thinks too much. Those steaks and meat rolls are all made of high-quality meat. Demons also like high-quality meat. In the world, the most important thing they lack is money. If you have money, You can have as much meat as you want!

You can eat as much steak as you want.

Hell Gate Casino is designed to make gamblers feel like home and want to leave as soon as they arrive.

Considering that the friends who enter hell will suffer in hell forever, giving them a little sweetness now can be regarded as a housewarming gift to the new neighbors.

Deadpool kept talking about how delicious and juicy the steak was, and how the meatloaf had a mellow taste.

Doctor Strange's face turned green due to the misunderstanding, "Okay, I'm going to throw up now, so don't discuss food anymore.

What information do you know? How much information do you know about the devil here? "

Deadpool blinked, "Devil? I don't quite understand what you are talking about, oh... do you think the man in black is a demon? No wonder he keeps asking people to sign transfer contracts to sell their souls. I see. ....So, this devil is a good person."

"Good guy?!"

Doctor Strange and Tony exclaimed together.

Deadpool nodded seriously, "Yeah, think about it, he's willing to sign a contract even for an immortal like me. Isn't this obviously letting someone go? And you don't even know the life of someone with gambling debts." , several times worse than living in hell, they have saved so many people with gambling debts, and helped so many people quit gambling successfully."

"Quit gambling? Letting people win money means quitting gambling?!" Dr. Strange felt that he had been with Deadpool for a long time, and he needed to replenish his outlook on life, otherwise he would have to deduct all his money sooner or later.

"Of course, do you think that gamblers only gamble to win money? In fact, that is not the case. Most gamblers gamble for the excitement of winning money, so when they win money casually, and the winning money becomes a When I'm at work, everything starts to get really boring. Do you think it's fun to watch the slot machines spit out money here? I almost vomited when I saw the three numbers 777!"

Even though he said that, when the three numbers 777 flashed on the slot machine No. 666 again, Deadpool still turned around, lowered his head, and took the basket to put the money, all at once like a spring on his waist!

"Oh, you've seen it all," Deadpool tried to explain awkwardly, "I have been institutionalized and become a slave to the slot machine. Even if I am tired of it, in fact, I can exchange it for money with this basket of game coins. I went out to be free and happy, but I just couldn’t stop, you know? I’ve become a slave! I’m done!”

Deadpool loaded the game coins and turned around to continue fighting the slot machine.

At this time, Lilith appeared out of thin air behind Doctor Strange.

Tony saw it and hurriedly raised his hand, aiming the light anti-gravity cannon at Lilith.

"Oh? Are you the legendary Iron Man Tony Stark? I thought you would be taller and more powerful. After all, your nickname is Iron Man. Now it seems... you are a bit mini, which makes people a little disappointed. .”

Lilith did not take action, but patiently checked her nails.

Doctor Strange closed his eyes in embarrassment and raised his hand to signal Tony not to be nervous.

Tony put down his hand suspiciously, but the fire control system was still aimed at Lilith, fearing that she would do anything unusual.

"Little Iron Man, don't be so nervous," Lilith winked charmingly, "Your Supreme Mage and I are old friends. He was a quick shooter in bed back then, so I had to get him some tonics, otherwise It’s not easy to take off his kidney deficiency hat.”

Deadpool chuckled, "Actually, he still hasn't taken off his kidney deficiency hat until now. Many people secretly call him the Master of Kidney Deficiency."

Lilith chuckled, "Really? I thought that after taking my medicine, he could recover some kidney function. You know, he holds the record of quick shooter at my place. Let me think about it... ..The fastest record seems to be 11 seconds..."

Doctor Strange's head grew twice in size, and he stopped Lilith in a hurry, "That's enough, there is no need to tell outsiders the little secret between us."

The Exorcist Detective of American Comics

The Exorcist Detective of American Comics