The Exorcism Inspector in Marvel World

Hai Ming thought he understood Deadpool's thoughts and thought he had met a like-minded person.

Deadpool ignored the one-eyed fat man who was even more wretched than him, and said to the frightened slave girl, "Take off the jewelry on your ankles and let me see your beautiful ankles. And if you don't have any other plans for the night, I want to ask you out for a meal. This is of course not cheating. Xia Kaila and I are still divorced, but I believe we will remarry soon and our free days will be over. To youth! My little My dear... Marriage is a wonderful palace, but it is also a tomb of freedom. Before I was about to enter the grave, my head was chopped off... Could it be that there is some god in heaven who is playing tricks on me? If you let me know who it is, I will take off his underwear, stuff it into his mouth, and then shoot him twice in the head!"

Female slaves are carefully trained and are the best of the best. They must keep their bodies pure and have perfect appearance and dancing to be qualified to appear on this occasion.

Compared with other people who can only sleep in the Colosseum, sleep in the gutter, or sleep next to the animal cage, and accidentally have a leg torn off by the monster, the female slave is already very grateful. Her current situation is simply Heaven, so she cherishes this kind of life very much, and is really afraid of falling into the hell-like Colosseum.

Although she felt that Deadpool was disgusting and scary, she still kept a pure smile, "Sir, there is nothing attractive about my feet, they are too ugly."

Hai Ming came over and said, "Yes, her feet are too big, not enough for a three-inch golden lotus. I have collected a few girls with particularly beautiful legs. I'm sure you won't be able to walk when you see them."

"Hamming," Deadpool didn't look back, just said, "I like you, you damn fat guy. Your figure reminds me of Kingpin, that chubby guy, and your one eye reminds me of Nick Fury, who is also one-eyed. , you speak very nicely and are very respectful to me. You serve me like a cute pug, but I still have to warn you, the power you see of me is less than 1% of my total power. One, and I promise, if you interrupt the conversation with her again, I will nail your tongue to the pillar, and I will do what I say."

Hai Ming paused, turned around and ran back to his seat dejectedly.

The slave girl could also see that adults like Hai Ming, who were usually aloof and aloof, were all silent in front of Deadpool, which meant that Deadpool was the strongest here. She took a breath and looked back at the other people who usually practiced dancing together. Slave sisters, she gritted her teeth. If this is an opportunity given by God, then risk your life to take the gamble!

"Sir, you want to see my ankles. Okay, I'll show you right now. Can you please get off my ankles?" The slave girl's voice was trembling a little. She recognized from Deadpool's face that this was not The residents of the underground world should be the above-ground world. I heard that slavery has been abolished there and slave trading is a thing that is despised by everyone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm leaving now." Deadpool stared at the slave girl's feet with nostalgia.

The slave girl hesitated again, seeing that Deadpool looked a little too vulgar. Can such a person really be trusted? Only God knows! She took off the jewelry on her ankle. There was indeed a little bruise underneath, but it didn't look terrible, as if she accidentally hit the corner of the table.

But when a layer of artificial skin-like film on the bruise was lifted, what was exposed underneath was a circle that had healed, but the color of the skin was dark brown and the muscles were sunken. It could be seen that he must have suffered a lot. Horrible things, like burns, but worse than burns.

"This...where did this scar come from?" Deadpool took a breath and asked.

The slave girl said in a trembling voice, "This scar was left when I was captured. At that time, our feet were all shackled to prevent us from escaping. Many people could not survive the long journey. Halfway through, Just died. Less than 60% could be transported to the city. The rest all died on the road. When we arrived in the city, we would be detained for a few days and given some good food. The purpose was to make us look healthier. Some can be sold for a good price. Because of my beauty, I was selected into the first family and became a dancer. The rest...my family, my father was thrown into the Colosseum. Listen to She was said to have been killed by a dark-toothed tiger. My mother is now working as a maid in a slave owner's house, and she is still alive... The sisters here all have similar experiences."

Hai Ming was still listening to every word at first. What's so good about listening to the female slaves talking? It's better to listen to them shouting on the boat. Isn't this a waste of emotion? Human beings in the earthly world are hypocritical. He drank one cup after another, but as he listened, he felt something was wrong... Isn't this a show of disgrace in front of Deadpool? If we stop like this, wouldn't we, the slave owners, become the villains?

Slowly figuring out the connection, all the wine in Haiming's stomach flowed out along his head and back, turning into sweat.

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty, we are just a small business. We do accept some slaves, but it is just for the management of the Colosseum. Even though we have the word slave owner after our names, we are actually all good people. I won't do anything to them, don't listen to their nonsense!" Haiming recalled the things he did to the slaves, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he pretended to be calm on the surface.

Suddenly, the golden cup in Haiming's hand turned into handcuffs, clasping his hands, and the metal chair deformed, fixing him. In the blink of an eye, he was handcuffed to the pillar, and two plier-like things flew over. He grabbed his chin and pulled hard, causing a click and the jaw was dislocated.

The pliers pulled out his tongue, and a nail flew out of the air and nailed Haiming's tongue to it.

"My warning...it seems you really thought it was a fart!" Deadpool said coldly, "Do you all have similar scars on your feet?"

The female slaves looked at each other, and they all felt as if they had seen hope, so they took off the jewelry and artificial skin used to cover their feet. Sure enough, there were traces of shackles on everyone's feet.

There are also female slaves who show their backs and pull down the artificial skin. There are shocking wounds underneath, which were all inflicted by the slave masters to make them obey. If they make mistakes during dance practice, they will be severely punished. , but at that time there was good medicine for injuries, and the injuries could be cured quickly.

Deadpool sighed distressedly, "I can't believe that aliens have come to the earth and humans can go to space. There is such a thing. I thought this kind of thing could only be seen in ancient American TV series. , you all have families?"

The female slave nodded and said, "We turned out to be just ordinary villagers in the village. The slave traders were actually a group of robbers. They robbed the finances and sold us as property. Every slave has a similar story. There are four people in the city. The nineteen Colosseums are all glamorous on the surface, but who dares to take you to the area where slaves lived? Our life is pretty good, at least we can still survive, but they are really miserable. Who makes us weak? In the underground world, the weak are always the strongest, so who will protect us?"

"I'll do it!!" Deadpool's loud voice was decisive!

"From now on! I will protect you, as well as the weak residents of the underground world! What slave traders! Slave owners! Either change your career! Or die! I said it! Whoever dares to oppose, I will destroy him now!"

Hai Ming was worried about death, a sideshow actually caused such a big thing!