the end of the heavens

Deadpool sighed with emotion: "It's a pity that Scarlett Johansson died too. We used to love each other so much, but we couldn't join hands again on the big screen. Director, you will resurrect her, right?"

Russell: "..."

Deadpool picked up the cigarette butt and twisted it on the wall, came to Russell with a whoosh, and whispered: "Director, I understand the rules, you can rest assured that my salary is super cheap. And I am my agent, immediately It’s okay to sign a contract for 10 movies, well, 20 is also negotiable.”

There are too many elements, Russell doesn't know where to start, and pushes away Deadpool's arm on his shoulder: "No, you are too ugly!"

"What!?"

Deadpool was furious, grabbed Russell's arm, and chattered endlessly: "Director, I thought you were a person who paid attention to connotations, but I didn't expect you to be so superficial."

"I'm sorry, it's not me who is superficial, but the audience. I'm a commercial filmmaker. Commercial films are about making money and entertaining the audience. So I shoot whatever they want to watch."

"That's right, the fans like me, and I make a lot of money."

"That's because they haven't seen such cheap things on the big screen. Once they get used to it, you won't be in the market."

"Impossible, I will always be meaner than they imagined!"

"..."

In fact, what Russell wants to complain more is that Deadpool is so ugly that he can actually travel through time.

It's not aimless, but the reality is really cruel.

These days, the time traveler must be a handsome man or a beautiful woman. Even if he was ugly in his previous life, he must still look good after time travel. Otherwise, the audience or readers will not have a sense of substitution. After all, no one looks bad in real life.

……

Along the way, Deadpool kept talking nonsense. Russell couldn't bear it and called a taxi, but it didn't help.The driver refused to take the car halfway. If Deadpool didn't get out of the car, he would rather die than touch the steering wheel.

After finally returning home, Russell finally understood why Deadpool saved the world many times, but other heroes still didn't want to see him.Referring to the theory of relativity, with Deadpool, one day is equal to one year, which is a kind of mental torture.

"This is $10, so I won't sign the contract. It's useless anyway. I'll give you another $10 after it's done." Russell counted ten stacks of bills from behind the bedside table, and smashed them hard. Deadpool's face.

The latter picked up the banknotes with a cloudy expression, not because Russell trampled on his self-esteem, but because he saw a lot of banknotes behind the bedside table and felt that the business was a loss.

"Dude... no, boss, you may have misunderstood something." Deadpool put the money in his pocket and said shamelessly: "What I'm talking about is, a world with $10, the money you give can only make you Go through once."

"$10 a time?" Russell frowned and looked at Deadpool, his eyes flickering.

Deadpool tightened the banknote in his arms: "Boss, if you are not satisfied with the price, you can apply for an annual membership and enjoy half-price service for the second crossing.

"There is no need to apply for an annual membership fee. There is no problem with $10 at a time. The promise just now remains the same. I will still add an additional $10 after it is done." The corners of Russell's mouth curled up slightly. Make him reliable.

Deadpool was elated when he heard the words: "God, you look so handsome when you spend money. I'm so excited when I see it. The silhouette on the side has increased by 20 centimeters!"

Russell chuckled, raised his hand to pick up the lighter, lit a stack of beautiful knives, and then lit a cigarette with it: "Wilson, if..."

Deadpool raised his chest and stood at attention: "Boss, you can call me Wade."

"Wade, if you can sew your mouth shut, you can pay $20 a time, boss, I'm not short of money!"

"Uh……"

Deadpool bit his nails and got into trouble. After a while, he made up his mind and said, "Boss, I know you are rich, but I prefer to do business with $10."

After saying this, Deadpool closed his eyes in pain, and two tear stains slid down his uneven face.

He regretted it, he finally met a Kaizi, he shouldn't have insisted on it at the beginning, and it would be nice to make a counteroffer!

This situation is the same as when a local tyrant in the Middle East imported daily necessities from a certain country, and a certain country quoted a price that he thought was insane, but the local tyrant in the Middle East agreed without thinking about it.

A certain country felt that the price was too low, and hastily added a sentence of "US knife", which made the local tyrants in the Middle East feel bored. Don't they all pay with US dollars for import and export business?

Sad, Deadpool turned on the TV, ready to find the unlucky guy in the news, and use other people's pain to soothe his wounded little heart.

"Wade, the bill has been settled. When will we leave for the next world?" Russell stacked stacks of beautiful knives and put them in the space ring. He thought they were useless waste paper, but unexpectedly they really came in handy. use.

"Anytime..."

Deadpool suddenly stopped talking, because the TV news was interrupted urgently. In the picture, Doctor Octopus fought Spider-Man. In the end, Doctor Octopus used the hostages to escape successfully.

After watching the news, Deadpool looked serious: "Boss, I have a dream."

Russell: "..."

Chapter 600 I'm Batman

"Boss, I have a dream."

"No, you didn't!"

Russell had a cold face. Although he didn't know what Deadpool's dream was, he was definitely planning to deal with some moths, and he had to be killed in the cradle.

"No, I have!" Deadpool insisted.

"you have not!"

Russell gritted his voice heavily, stared at Deadpool, and then said: "Don't talk to me about dreams, illusory things will eventually succumb to reality, and the reality is that I am the boss, and I have the final say."

"But I was originally a virtual cartoon character..."

"No, you are different from others. You can break the fourth wall, communicate with the audience, and even threaten the comic editor with a knife to change the script."

Deadpool blinked: "But I can break the fourth wall, which is also what the editor means. I remember his name is Rob Liefeld, a sand sculpture cartoonist who can't always draw the proportions of his legs."

Russell: "..."

What qualifications do you have to say that someone else is a sand starter?

Seeing that Russell didn't speak, Deadpool rubbed his hands and came forward: "Boss, this dream is really important to me, and I'm here to realize it."

"Speak up and listen." Russell had an idea, if Deadpool's dream and world travel do not conflict, help him, maybe it will make him work harder.

Deadpool clenched his fists, looked up at the chandelier at a 45-degree angle, and said solemnly: "I want to form a superhero team!"

Russell: "..."

"Boss, what do you think of this dream?"

"not so good."

"why?"

"I've seen [Deadpool] 2, the x-agents you formed... the sand sculpture agent team was wiped out, and even Brad Pitt's big cheeks couldn't be covered."

Deadpool shrugged: "This is a plot requirement, and Big Cheeks is just a cameo appearance. He can come because he has an ulterior deal with the director."