the end of the heavens

Because in the photo, he only showed two hands, and he was shooting Russell almost the whole time.

"Hey, buddy, this is wrong! I got the wrong position. As the captain, the soul of the X-Special Team, I should be in position c."

"Hehe, the Green Lantern can't even stand in position C!"

"I don't care, I just want to stand in the c position, do the posture again, this time I will stand behind you."

"No, absolutely not in the future."

"I am the captain!!!"

"Captain, it's almost enough. It's time for the neighbors to get up and go to work. If they are seen, they will call the police."

Russell put away the camera, pushed Deadpool back to the second floor, and the latter vented his dissatisfaction loudly.After a while, he shut up and stopped talking, and looked at the photo for half an hour.

Normal people have eleven zodiac signs plus Virgo, but Deadpool is different, he is a neurotic sign.Therefore, when he exudes a temperament of being lonely and seeking comfort, you must not talk to him, otherwise he will make use of the problem and often get out of hand.

Russell knew that at this time, he would leave Deadpool for a while, and no one would take care of him, and he would be fine by himself.

Deadpool pretended to be deep for half an hour, making fun of himself, sneaking up to Russell, holding a photo and saying, "Dude, I finally know what's wrong."

"Yes, it's your brain."

"I know, but that's not what I said..." Deadpool poked at the photo: "Two people can't pose well, because a triangle is the most stable structure, and X-Agents needs Parker!"

Russell: "..."

"Just do what you say. Let's go find Parker now. According to my understanding of Wild Parker, apart from newspaper offices and schools, the only place he haunts is the dormitory for singles."

"Do you know where his dormitory is?"

"Of course, everything about him is under my control. I sneaked in two days ago, but unfortunately he was not at home at that time, and I only found one piece of original flavor..."

"Cough cough!"

"An original Spider-Man costume..."

"..."

……

In an apartment building with dilapidated walls, Peter Parker, a financially strapped silk man, sat slumped on the head of the bed, his beard stubbled, his hair disheveled, his bloodshot eyes lost his head

It has been more than 40 hours since Mary Jane was captured by Dr. Octopus. Parker tried his best to search for Dr. Octopus's whereabouts, but he met once during the period and let him escape.

After that, Dr. Octopus never appeared again. Parker searched the streets of New York all night, and caught many thieves and robbers, but he didn't even find the shadow of Dr. Octopus.

Parker was depressed. After all, it was 40 hours, and God knows what happened in that time.

Although Dr. Octopus is a scientific madman, he loved his wife deeply before he became crazy, and dismissed other women, but he is not afraid of ten thousand but just in case, after all, Mary Jane is so excellent and perfect.

Bang!

The door was knocked down!

That's right, the entire door fell to the ground, one big foot was slowly retracted, and Deadpool walked into the room with aggressive steps.

"Spiderman Peter Parker, I read your resume, congratulations, your secret service team has been admitted!"

"..."

Chapter 6 I have a plan

Who is this sand sculpture?

The moment he saw Deadpool, Parker's first thought was not that his identity had been exposed, but that he was shocked by Deadpool's sand sculpture temperament, shining dazzlingly, no one dared to be number one when he was second.

"who are you?"

"I'm Wade Wilson, the captain of the superhero team X Secret Service. Fans call me Lord Deadpool. Parker, we have been watching you since the moment you were bitten by a spider. Congratulations, you are a A qualified hero is qualified to be one of us."

Deadpool Niubihonghong said, pulled out a chair from the desk, and sat in front of Parker with his legs crossed, shaking and shaking.

"Uh, this chair..."

"I know, this is your property, don't worry, we are a superhero team, no one will take your chair." Deadpool said, shaking his butt vigorously: "I've never seen anything worse than this The chair, but I like it, creaks, as if I've conquered it."

"No, I mean this chair can't..."

"Can't what? Use force? Sorry, I like force! Quack, I can use more force!"

Bang!

"AH!!Help, help! My ass, I can't feel my ass anymore! Ahhhh"

The wooden chair that had been in disrepair was broken by Deadpool, and a leg of the chair stuck straight into his buttocks, causing him to roll all over the floor in pain, screaming heart-piercingly.

"..."

Parker shrugged, and his depressed mood improved a lot.

"Hey, good neighbor of New Yorkers, what are you smirking at, come and help me quickly." Deadpool pointed his butt at Parker, moaning as he begged for help.

. .

Parker had a solemn face, and was caught in entanglement and struggle. His sense of justice prevented him from ignoring the victim. He extended a helping hand and held the chair legs tightly.

"Hey, Parker, what's going on, why did you make the door like this?" The landlord rushed in angrily, and was taken aback when he saw the picture inside the house.

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"Sorry for the interruption! Parker, the maintenance fee will be deducted from your rent deposit, and...you don't have to worry about me telling the truth. In fact, I don't discriminate against anything. Really, be quieter next time."

The landlord's face changed slightly, and he smiled awkwardly, pretending to be calm and covering his vital parts, maintaining a high level of vigilance as if guarding against thieves, and retreating a little bit outside the house.

"No need, I'll pay for the maintenance." Just then, Russell appeared at the door, took out a roll of Franklin from his pocket, picked out five and threw them in the corridor.

"God bless you, generous sir, you can do whatever you want with this room!" The landlord swooped up and picked up five banknotes, fearing that Russell would regret it, and disappeared at the end of the corridor with a whoosh.

As far as speed goes, he has superhero potential!

"I remember you, you were the one on the train..."

Seeing Russell, Parker immediately beamed with joy. He tried his best to organize his words but didn't know how to speak, because he still didn't know Russell's name.

"Help, come and help me." Deadpool put his hands on the ground, turned his butt, and moved towards Russell.