The Devil Comes to Marvel

At night, a metamorphosis with double knives on his back and wearing a crimson tights was standing on a tall building looking at the newly completed World Tree Tower.

"Oh yeah~ What a big deal! The repair cabin is definitely more than million!

How much can I sell it for when I get it? million? million?billion?Oh ho ho!Oh~~ I'm coming out! ! ! "

This young man with his ass pouted and hooked while humming a song is naturally a hired Deadpool.

Although Deadpool is a professional mercenary, he doesn't mind sitting on the ground and raising the price once.What's more, the goal this time is so valuable, but everything has to wait until the thing is in hand.

Deadpool hangs upside down on the rope after setting up the rope, his buttocks stick up, and he wriggles forward like a caterpillar.

"Oh my dear Franklin, here I come!"

However, Deadpool's luck was very bad this time, the kind that was so bad that he was just one digit away from winning the lottery.

Deadpool picked a "good time" when the security was the worst on the surface, but the combat effectiveness was actually over the top to invade the Tower of the World Tree.

In order to move the unseen things in the fantasy company into the World Tree Tower before ordinary employees settled in, everyone except Karl worked overtime here.

After Deadpool climbed to the top of the Tower of the World Tree, he looked at the huge and empty rooftop with his hands on his hips, and sighed for a while:

"Fuck, it's so big! If there's a swimming pool here, I'm sure I won't pee in it."

Deadpool bounced and walked towards the opposite ventilation duct, while humming an unknown little yellow song.

Bang!

The cheerful Deadpool bumped into the sleeping Delanon, and fell straight down.

"Great gift Shet! What is it?"

Deadpool covered his nose with one hand while groping around the invisible wall with the other.The place where Deadpool touched happened to be the wall of the castle, and the sleeping Delanon didn't respond to it.

"Stone? Can stone be invisible? This company seems...wrong...they must be hiding something good!"

dong dong dong~

Deadpool tapped his fingers and said softly:

"Hey~ Is there anyone? I'll come in if there's no one."

Deadpool groped the outer wall of the castle with his hands to find the entrance, but Delanlong Castle was too big and couldn't see the shape, so Deadpool couldn't find the entrance.

"Shet!"

The angry Deadpool raised his foot and kicked on a relatively soft "wall", and then the "wall" slammed Deadpool into the air, flying him straight into the air duct.

De Lanlong shook his tail in his sleep, feeling like he was bitten by a mosquito, which was very annoying!

And when Deadpool was paralyzed in the ventilation duct, Setron's alarm system was triggered.

"Intruders, rule out."

Deadpool, whose head was under his buttocks, watched as he got closer and closer, and the little robot that was still glowing red suddenly had a big head, and couldn't pull out the sword in the narrow pipe.

"High-tech medical company? This is obviously the Terminator Company! Ouch! It hurts!" Deadpool endured the firepower of the small robot, forced himself out of the ventilation duct, and landed on the ground.

The bloodied Deadpool stood up amidst the passionate music (it didn't exist), looked disdainfully at the little robots surrounding him, and then stretched out his hands behind his back.

Deadpool's narrow eyes suddenly widened and he held his hand over and over but couldn't hold anything.

Deadpool turned his head to look at his empty back, then turned his head again,

"Hey, don't be impulsive! Dude on the other side of the camera, I just want to surrender, not draw the knife, really!"

Although Deadpool said he wanted to surrender, the pistol pinned to his thigh was still there, and it was not yet time to run out of ammunition and food.

The sound of pattering footsteps sounded, Zed walked over from the corner, and said as he walked:

"Mr. Wade, I advise you not to draw the gun. You have to clean the ventilation pipe. The cleaner doesn't have such a high San value to see your blood and internal organs.

And this broken ceiling, it's on your head.If you break my robot, you will say goodbye to your favorite Franklin. "

Deadpool still kept his hands raised high, and asked cheaply:

"Oh~ You are the real boss of this Terminator company! Can you pretend that I haven't been here? Well... I guess not.

But can you please not separate me from my beloved Franklin? Without green banknotes, I would not be able to sleep at night. "

"can."

"Yes? What? Can you say it again? Did I hear you right?" Deadpool looked at Zed in disbelief.

Zed leaned against the wall and said casually:

"I said I can pretend you haven't been here, as long as you clean it up. Setron, give him the cleaning tools."

Deadpool looked at the whole set of cleaning tools handed to him by the robot, hummed for a long time, and finally put on his apron and gloves, climbed up to the ceiling and began to clean up his own blood and internal organs.

"Eh~~vomit~~~ Oh, Shet! It's so disgusting! Why do my internal organs smell so bad? I obviously cherish them very much and smoke marijuana for them every day..."

After five or six minutes, Deadpool returned to the ground after cleaning up, and the two knives on his back also returned.

"Wade, you are a good mercenary. I want to hire you." Zed straight to the point and stated his purpose.

Wade was immediately elated. Such a Terminator company must have a lot of money, but Wade still pretended to be reserved and said:

"I am a principled mercenary. I will not betray my current employer until a mission is completed. No matter how much money you give, it will be useless, really!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Wade, Wade."

Zed glanced at Wade contemptuously,

"Do you really care about money? Oh, no, you seem to care about money. But don't you want excitement first? Then death, money is only third."

Wade wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead with a wrung rag.

"You have investigated me very well, Mr. Zed Oleg.

But I think death should be ranked first, stimulation second, and marijuana third..."

hiss~

Zed really didn't know what else to say, Wade's mouth was really invincible.

"Enough, you don't need to say any more! This order is very valuable, enough for you to earn a lot of money." Zed didn't want to listen to Wade's bad words anymore.

Wade threw down the cleaning tools, twisted his body to Zed's side, and said humbly:

"Is it that magical dial? Ahem~ Although that magical dial is good, one may not be enough. I am a professional mercenary after all. My worth is very high..."

In the entire Marvel world, the ones Zed admires most are Ghost Rider and Deadpool.

Zed thought he would be patient with Deadpool, but the opposite is true, Deadpool is just too annoying.

An annoying body, beyond the gods.

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