Accelerator of a certain comic

Chapter 132;

"Is there anyone to help count? Because I may have to concentrate next." Deadpool suddenly jumped out of the car after speaking, and pulled the triggers of two pistols one after another. With the sound of gunshots, two terrifying Molecules have already been headshot.

"Da da da~!" Seeing this, the other terrorists shot together and forced Deadpool back.

"Young people nowadays, handjobs are so frequent, don't you worry that there will be no bullets available in the future? You can't learn from Deadpool. I am satisfied if I can shoot twelve rounds a day."

Although suppressed by firepower, Deadpool still kept talking trash, and the terrorists responded with more violent firepower to this bad-mouthed guy.And I saw a motorcyclist holding a light submachine gun, suddenly accelerating around the car body and sweeping wildly.

"Fuck, this hurts." Deadpool looked at the big hole in his arm that was pierced by a bullet, and when he saw the motorcycle coming back through the hole and wanted to sweep it, he was suddenly angry.

"Ten, motherfucker~!" Watching the motorcyclist lower his head and dodge, Deadpool pulled the trigger again.

"Nine, grass mud horse~!"

"Eight, you and your family are dancing on the grave of the grass-mud horse~!" The motorcyclist had successfully circled behind several cars and escaped Deadpool's sight after being shot one after another.

"Parallel Deadpool~!" When Deadpool sighed and lowered his head, a terrorist rushed over from the side.

"Bang~!" Deadpool killed the terrorist with a casual shot. "Awesome Deadpool~!"

"Let me see how many are left." Another shot blasted out a terrorist who had run out of bullets, and one who was about to throw a grenade, and Deadpool came out dancing awkwardly from behind the cover.

"Da da da~!" A terrorist rushed out suddenly, shooting at Deadpool's ass.

"Fuckfuckfuck, you bastard." Deadpool held his butt and shot again, blowing off the terrorist's head, and then fired a few more shots at his body with the lingering anger.

"Who gave you permission to aim at my ass, do you know who it traded for PY last night? You don't even have a name, four, three, two... oh, it seems that you have used too many bullets A little, it won't be enough." When Deadpool turned around, he saw three terrorists sticking their heads out from the back of the car.

"Stand neatly, you little idiots." Deadpool rolled to the side suddenly, and then shot out.

"Shooting three in one shot, I'm really getting stronger." Looking at the three people who fell to the ground, Deadpool took a deep puff of smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and let out a groan in a state of intoxication. "Maybe I can do it again tonight."

"Then next...Little Francis, where are you? Deadpool's father is here to find you. Meow~! Don't hide, Deadpool's father has already seen you."

Jumping briskly, Deadpool began to search for traces of Francis in the car, but when he turned around, he found no trace of Francis.

"Fuck, what the fuck, where the hell is that son of a bitch?"

"Rumble~!" The sound of the engine starting came, and the sniper with the light submachine gun reappeared.

"Oh, so you're here, little bitch." Deadpool sneered, suddenly pulled out the long knife behind his back, and threw it at the wheel of the motorcycle.

"Bang~!" The motorcycle was caught by the long knife, and it turned over directly.

"It's finally time for the one-on-one boss plot that we like to hear and hear, okay~! We saw Deadpool rushing up, and Deadpool picked up Francis, threw a heavy punch, and then uppercut. Left uppercut, A right uppercut, a knee bump. Then there will be a broken child and grandson's leg, and then there will be monkeys stealing peaches, fishing for moons in the sea, hitting yellow dragons, lightning and poisonous dragon drills, double ice and fire... oh, sorry, the words are mixed, let us Forget about that."

"Then we saw that Deadpool was still attacking crazily. It was so brutal. Deadpool sent crazy output to Francis' lower body, crit~crit! All of them were crit damage. This was really a brutal and inhumane attack The battle was quick and fast, and the mighty Deadpool hadn't shown his weapon yet, little Francis had already fallen.

This is the power of the DPS with its own healing. Poor boss Francis, he should reflect on why he provoked Deadpool in the next time. "

"So Francis, what do you want to say about your role as the villain boss who was hanged in this wonderful action scene?" Deadpool pierced Francis' shoulder with a knife and nailed him to the wall, and kicked Francis' helmet off.

"Who the hell are you?" Francis raised his head with a dazed face after being beaten, and said weakly.

"Oh, you actually forgot about me, so maybe you will remember who I am." Deadpool said as he took off his hood, revealing a completely disfigured face.

"It turned out to be you, Wade Wilson, we meet again, our beauty!" Francis said mockingly.

"Yeah, I look like I was bitten by a Shar Pei now, it's not fair, why is the little spider next door still so handsome after being bitten. Of course, that's not what I want to say, I'm Come to pursue responsibility, Francis, you know whose fault it is." Deadpool said coldly.

"It's time to undo what you did to the most handsome guy in the world. Anyway, even if I become like this, you can't replace the position that originally belonged to me. Didn't the magic mirror tell you? You ugly~!"

"You should thank me. I made you immortal and cured your cancer. How many people envy your abilities." Francis said with a complex expression.

"Well, I admit that this ability is good. At least in the future, every time a new Apple series is launched, I only need to go to the black market organ exchange. But all the premise is that this face of mine can still show up to people , tell me how to heal these disgusting scars." Deadpool said, suddenly picked up a pistol from the ground and stood up, then stepped back four or five meters away.

"Want to try my marksmanship? I guarantee that this bullet will only blow one of your testicles, and then I will fill up the remaining testicle. Would you like to yell a few times to be active now? Atmosphere, such as yelling for help, I will definitely tell you with a grinning grin, 'No one will save you even if you yell for broken throat'.

Oh, you are really boring, with an expression that is nothing to be afraid of anymore, although I really want to continue to communicate with you, but after I finish this vote, I have to go back to my hometown to get married, so you better hurry up... ···Boom~! "

As Deadpool's voice fell, a high-speed red Rolls-Royce Phantom suddenly rushed out of the side of the road and hit Deadpool head-on.

"Yifang, you're using the gas pedal as a brake again." Katie stepped on the brake and looked at Lufang speechlessly.

"Well, it's my fault. I thought I wanted to open the door and brake, but I didn't notice to lock the door before." Lu Fangfang said with some embarrassment.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Just now we seem to have bumped into a familiar person. The speed of the car was a bit fast, and I didn't see it clearly." Pete said at this time.

"Hey, did you hit someone?" Lu Fangfang looked a little surprised. He had already let go of the steering wheel at that moment to check the position of the brake and accelerator.

"Let me see." Lu Fangfang said and shifted the gear to reverse.

"Kachacha~!" There was a crisp sound, a bit like the cracking of dried firewood. For obsessive-compulsive disorder, this sound is definitely a blessing.

(End of this chapter)