Marvel's Cultivator

"Hey, what are you guys doing? This is not the time to party if you don't want your heads stuffed into other people's heads!"

A slightly mischievous tone suddenly sounded behind the crowd, making everyone present tense instantly, sweating profusely, and dared not move. They were familiar with this voice, and Deadpool was a frequent visitor here.

They still remember what Deadpool did to a certain warrior when he first came here, and it's really chilling to think about it.

I saw Deadpool walking through the crowd with his familiar red black-eye hood on his head, walking straight towards Liu Yuan. He was actually wearing a dark blue suit, looking like a gentleman.

But for others, no matter what this lunatic wears, it is abnormal, and wearing a suit is even more weird, but everyone only dares to hold this idea in their hearts, and no one dares to say this idea, after all, they all want to survive .

Deadpool was wearing leather shoes, walking towards Liu Yuan swaying left and right, as if he was trying not to jump up and down, but he seemed a bit male.

"Oh, Bloody Mary, I didn't expect you to like drinking this." Deadpool looked at the wine glass on the table in surprise and said, although he had finished drinking, there were still unmelted ice cubes, bright red wine and The inserted yellow celery can be identified.

Although he himself quite liked this "unique cocktail", he was a little surprised that Liu Yuan would also drink this kind of thing. Didn't Chinese people never drink this kind of thing? After all, it was a product of the prohibition.

"I didn't order it, this little brother ordered it for me." Liu Yuan glanced at Deadpool and said, the taste of this thing is a bit strange, but compared with the pills he has eaten, it is completely incomparable.

"Oh, what do you think of the taste?" Deadpool rubbed his leather-gloved hands together, glanced at the strong man beside Liu Yuan, and asked.

The strong black man broke out in cold sweat instantly, his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't move a bit. What day is it today? !I actually did this kind of thing, and the fault of finding Deadpool must be that I have not confessed to the priest to have such retribution.

I don’t know if it’s still useful to pray to God now, what if Deadpool doesn’t kill Christians, but he’s not a Christian, but someone told him to be Satan, but that’s just an ordinary person’s words, so it shouldn’t be true, right?Maybe Deadpool won't kill his companions.

Just when the strong black man was frightened to think wildly, Liu Yuan commented seriously: "Generally speaking, I usually don't make hot and sour tomato soup. Tomatoes should be sweet to be delicious."

After listening to Liu Yuan's words, Deadpool said with relief: "Oh, it turns out that's the case. It's an honor for you to make a review. I think the recommender will reflect on it."

Then he suddenly changed his tone, and said in a serious tone like a boss: "Neil, give that guy thirteen Bloody Marys."

Neil looked at Deadpool, then at the strong man, nodded and said, "Okay."

Deadpool looked at the people around complainingly. He had come to Liu Yuan for something, but these stupid dogs knocked on the door of the dog brigade. They really wanted to die.

"You and your bad luck numbers, one of them will disappear." Deadpool looked at the strong black man and said seriously, if the other party couldn't finish drinking, he would turn it into real black charcoal.

The brawny man nodded frantically like a chicken pecking rice and said, "I understand!"

Even if the chrysanthemums rot tomorrow, he will drink these thirteen cups of Blood Mary. Who knows what this madman will do?Maybe my chrysanthemum will still be exploded, or maybe I will be chased and hit by a jeep.

"What's the situation with your attire?" Liu Yuan asked, looking at Deadpool in formal attire.

"How about it? It's not bad. I'm very serious. Wearing a suit is a basic etiquette requirement." Deadpool waved his hand and showed Liu Yuan that he borrowed it with great difficulty. Not to mention that the people here are quite nice. Enthusiastic, unlike some people whose hearts are so cold, the whole person is icy cold.

Liu Yuan looked at Deadpool speechlessly, and said, "Really? But I'm not from the West, but forget it."

Although I don't like suits or anything, I still approve of Deadpool's attire. Otherwise, I think it will harm people in ancient costumes next time. Although it is unlikely to be found here, it is not ruled out that he will hijack the sewing machine.

"It's better to be polite when you borrow clothes." Liu Yuan said, looking at Deadpool who was pulling an ill-fitting suit.

"How is it possible, I'm the most polite, don't you think?!" Deadpool said with certainty, and then looked at the surrounding audience.

The people present would have no objection, they all nodded and said: "Yes, Deadpool is the most polite!"

Although Deadpool looks like a formal outfit, who knows from which strange place he will pull out two Uzis at that time, they dare not make fun of their own lives.

Deadpool nodded in satisfaction and said, "Look, I'm very polite, I never fucking swear, at least I will carefully cover others with blankets, not the kind on the face."

"Cover it with a blanket?" Liu Yuan discovered the blind spot in Deadpool's words. Why do you need to cover someone else with a blanket when you borrow clothes?Could it be stripping others naked?

"Uh, it's nothing, I gave you a blanket as a thank you." Seeing the leak, Deadpool immediately said perfunctorily, because of his leak, he lost a blanket worth 25 dollars.

Liu Yuan nodded, looked at Deadpool and said, "Well, actually, if you don't wear a hood, if your skin is better, you will look the same as No. 47."

Like Hitman 47?This is the best compliment he has ever heard. That cold killer is very handsome. If possible, he would also like to get a pair of double guns of the same style. Unfortunately, he is a mercenary, not a professional killer, and he will not know everything. Weird skills.

He asked happily, "Is it because I look as handsome as him?"

"Do not."

Liu Yuan shook his head and said seriously, "Because you are all bald."

"Huh?!" Deadpool instantly felt a heavy blow in his heart. He had never been like this before, reminiscing about his lost hair. Back then, he was also a handsome young man from ten miles and eight villages, and how many women died of handsomeness ?

As soon as Liu Yuan finished speaking, there was an uncontrollable laughter from the audience, but it was quickly suppressed.

"What are you laughing at!" Deadpool took out a black Desert Eagle from his waist and asked an audience.

The man hesitated for a while, then said slowly: "Uh...I remembered something happy."

Deadpool stared at him and asked, "What's so happy?!"

If the other party can't give a satisfactory answer, he vowed to let the other party see his brains.

"I'm also bald." The man said tentatively, he didn't know the madman's thinking, and now he felt that he was dead.

"Damn you..."

Just when Deadpool was about to yell at him, Liu Yuan threw him out of the gate with a wave of his hand, saving his life. He didn't bother with Deadpool killing gangsters, mainly because he didn't like the scene of blood splattering everywhere.

"Let those two policemen rest for a while." Liu Yuan said lightly.