Marvel's Cultivator

At night, on a deserted road in Hell's Kitchen, the few old street lamps that remained gave off a dim yellow light. The door of an apartment was wide open, and a man with a scar on his face was standing outside the door in casual clothes. , with a lighted cigarette between the two fingers of his right hand missing a little finger, his eyes are constantly looking around.

In the apartment, a man with a downcast expression was kneeling in front of a man in a suit, begging constantly:

"I beg you to allow some time, I will definitely pay back the money next month!"

The man in the suit looked contemptuously at the man in front of him, threw the white paper full of words on him, and said threateningly: "Grace? This is not acceptable. Look at the clear writing in black and white. Don't you think this Is an IOU a piece of waste paper?"

"No, no, no, I don't have it. I really don't have the money. As long as you give me time, I will definitely pay it back." The man explained tremblingly with fear in his heart, while the two thugs behind the man in the suit were like Looking at it as a joke.

"Sure? What guarantee do you have? What if you run away? Our money is not so easy to borrow." The man in the suit squatted down, lifted the man's chin, and said softly.

"But... seven percent interest is really difficult." On a day below zero degrees, cold sweat dripped from the man's cheeks.

The man in the suit smiled as if he understood, withdrew his hand, patted the man's shoulder again, and made a ridiculous proposal: "I remember you still have a little daughter, before you pay off the money... ..."

"Hey! Merry Christmas, although it has passed." A cheerful voice suddenly sounded behind the three of them, and all eyes immediately looked towards the door, only to see Deadpool with two knives on his back, slapping the dust on his hands while walk in.

The appearance of Deadpool instantly made the atmosphere in the room tense, even though it was already tense.

"Deadpool?!" The man in the suit stood up with a vigilant expression on his face, and the two attendants behind him also stepped forward and touched their waists.

"Oh! Take it easy, I'm just here to discuss with you today about the United Nations Convention on the Rights of the Child, shall we go outside and talk?" Deadpool stretched out his hands and pressed them, pointing out the door with his thumbs

When the two followers heard Deadpool's thoughtless speech, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

The man in the suit obviously ignored Deadpool's words. After all, according to everyone's consensus, the mercenary in red tights was a lunatic who often did things that were unreasonable.

He stared at Deadpool and asked sharply: "What do you want to do! Where are the people outside me?!"

"People outside, uh...I didn't see anyone, maybe they went to the toilet."

Deadpool said, looking away, and whistled as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Kill him!!" The nerves of the two attendants were already in a state of high tension. Upon hearing the order from the man in the suit, they immediately drew their guns and fired!

Boom!

Deadpool quickly pulled out his double knives and swung them to block the bullets. He turned around and immediately sealed the throats of the two attendants with a knife. Hot blood spurted from the necks. The two attendants covered their necks with their hands and fell down. on the ground.

Before the man in the suit could react, he saw a flash of the knife, and the pistol in his hand was sliced ​​into two sections. He felt a chill in his chest, followed by severe labor pains. When he looked down, a long knife had already pierced through it. chest.

He raised his head and looked at the dead waiter in surprise, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth: "Who is it?"

The body hangs down weakly, Deadpool glanced at it, casually threw the body on the ground, shook off the blood on the knife, retracted it into the scabbard, and said apologetically to the man who was about to pass out: "Accidentally kill your family. If it gets dirty, I know a few cleaning companies that can do it for you."

Seeing that the other party did not respond, Deadpool looked down, only to find that the other party had fainted from fright.

He raised his head, looked at his masterpieces all around and said to himself: "It's not suitable for children."

So, he bent down and rummaged through the clothes of the man in the suit, found a mobile phone and called the police, who came to deal with the aftermath.

Just when he came to the door and was about to leave, there was a bang as if he had hit a wall.

"Oh, what." Deadpool stretched out his hand and touched it. Wearing gloves, he touched some uneven contours, and there was a cold feeling, as if he had touched it somewhere before.

"Familiar feeling, let me see..." While talking to himself, his hand touched the place in memory.

"Steel butt, I like it... Aww!" A cold and powerful hand squeezed Deadpool's wrist, and he felt that his wrist was about to be crushed into bone powder.

"Wade, you've gone too far!"

A thick voice reached Deadpool's ears, and at the same time grabbed his arms and lifted him up, and met a pair of eyes that were so smooth that they could be used as a mirror.

"Why are you here? Although I know you're all eyes on me, you don't have to come looking for me. If you still come to let me join the X-Men..." Deadpool seems to be completely unaffected by the appearance of Colossus But when he got serious, he still kept talking trash.

Colossus interrupted him: "You're not X-Men material, I'm here for only one thing, the death toll keeps rising!"

Since the Phoenix Force incident, the entire X-Men has been almost completely paralyzed, but Deadpool has attracted their attention with their high attendance rate for more than a month.

As he said that, Colossus took out a line graph he got from the police station and confronted Deadpool: "Look for yourself!"

Deadpool glanced at the picture, examined it carefully, and expressed his impressions: "As soon as it soars into the sky, it's the same as the stocks before Friday."

For Deadpool, he didn't have any expectations, and said sadly: "You are really a lunatic."

"There are many more people who went bankrupt and jumped off the building than me." Deadpool retorted.

"And the Punisher's score is higher than mine, why don't you go find him!"

Colossus replied directly: "The Punisher is not a mutant, he is not under our management."

The two stared wide-eyed, and Deadpool objected: "This is discrimination!"

While the two were arguing, the whine of a police car could be heard in the distance, Colossus glanced at Deadpool, and said in a deep voice, "Let's chat in another place."

Then, regardless of the objections of the parties, he left the scene with Deadpool like dragging a sack.

"Do you think he can really be those heroes?"

In the distance, Liu Yuan and Gu Yi saw everything that happened just now.

Liu Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, looked at Deadpool who was complaining like a child, and shook his head lightly: "Unless it is in the comics, in reality, there is no possibility."

"The soul gem." For Liu Yuan's answer, Gu Yi was a little surprised, she didn't quite understand what she did before and why.

Liu Yuan smiled: "Do you think he really cares about that face now?"

"The purpose itself is not here."

Gu Yi thought for a while and said, but still had doubts: "Then why."

If it's just like this, then what's the point of doing so much, it can't be because of boredom.

"Maybe, we are all the same, and want to change something..."