American comic world demon hunter

In the office, Dante watched Wade's performance with great interest. Although Wade's fighting ability did not appear to be very strong in his eyes, Wade's mean gesture of fishing in troubled waters really made Dante open. Eye

Suddenly, Dante's phone rang

Dante picked up the phone casually. The number was very familiar. His memory was pretty good. In the blink of an eye, he remembered who was calling.

"Hello, Frank"

That's right, the caller was none other than Frank Custer, who hacked to death the Atlanta gang with Dante.

"Dante, I'm glad you still remember my number. Thank you for saving New York, and thank you even more for resurrecting the countless victims in New York."

"Let's get down to business, Frank, you look anxious."

"I know if we talk for too long, I'm worried about my phone being tracked. I hope you can do me a favor."

"No problem, what's the matter?"

"Help me save Wade Wilson"

"What, you mean that young man who talks nonsense, you know him?"

"Do you still remember my best comrade? Wade is the younger brother of Slade Wilson. I couldn't accompany Slade to the battlefield, but I can at least keep his brother alive and safe."

Hearing Frank's words, Dante was stunned, and he softly teased.

"But I think that guy Wade has the ability to escape on his own."

"Indeed, he is very slippery. I am watching his interview here. Compared with the police, I am more concerned about why he is being chased by mutants."

"Okay, I will put him here. There should be no safer place in New York than mine."

"Thank you, I will make time to go there tonight"

"Wait for you"

Dante hung up the phone neatly. If he didn't take action, Wade might be shot into pieces by dozens of guns.

"Hey, you bastards, do you want to watch your comrades throw away their little brothers? Put down your guns for me. If I am safe, they will be safe."

Wade is now sitting on the ground, with a policeman wearing no pants pressed under his buttocks and another on his feet. Wade is holding a police Glock pistol in each hand. The two pistols are The muzzle of the gun was right in front of the two policemen's private parts. Whenever the cold muzzle of the gun touched the police's private parts, the two policemen would tremble instinctively.

"Don't ask me why I don't point the gun at their heads. In my eyes, I mean the head, the head below, haha."

Wade laughed wildly. He knew that he could not escape the fate of being arrested. He also knew that once he went to prison, General William Stryker would have more than a hundred ways to take him away from prison.

But he just forgot about the person behind him

Indeed, at that moment, Dante had already arrived behind him, and Dante casually hit Wade's neck with his palm. The moment Wade fainted, Dante had already snatched Wade's pistol.

"Sorry, I just found out that this is a bastard possessed by a demon. Trust me, handing him over to me is the best way. If he goes to prison, it will make the prison guard's life a mess."

Dante held Wade in his hand. The fainted Wade was as quiet as a chicken. The two policemen on the ground instantly got up. They pulled up their pants as quickly as possible, and then they all Qi showed a grateful expression to Dante

"Devil Hunter, can you take responsibility for your judgment?"

Unlike the two grateful police officers, the head of the SWAT looked at Dante seriously. When he first knew the direction of the prisoner's escape, he was already prepared to encounter this situation.

Facing Dante, both he and the leader behind him made the unanimous decision to put it down for the time being.

No one wants to fight a guy who can destroy all of New York, at least not openly.

"No problem, I can take responsibility. After he comes to my place, I will remove the devil from him. Then you can come and pick him up. After all, he did too many damn things when he was possessed."

Dante gave a serious assurance that he really thought so. In the short period of time just now, Dante had seen clearly the bastard Wade. In Dante's opinion, the safest place for Wade was Prison

However, everything has to wait until the mutants chasing behind Wade are dealt with.

The police captain received Dante's assurance. He silently waved to stop the team. After they left, countless reporters rushed up.

"Mr. Demon Hunter, can you tell me what are the symptoms of being possessed by a demon? Are you talking crazy and acting erratically like this person?"

"Mr. Demon Hunter, what method will you use to deal with the demons possessing the citizens? The nearest church has been selling holy water. Does the holy water really have any effect?"

"Mr. Demon Hunter, you"

"Get out of the way"

In the ears of countless reporters, a soprano that almost resounded throughout the world made them stunned for a moment. They saw Carrie and Nita, who had just arrived, leading photographers, knocking over nearly a dozen reporters along the way, and rushed to the but. In front of Ding

When Dante saw Carrie's cunning eyes, Dante threw Wade to the ground. He gently hugged his woman and kissed the slightly shy girl in front of countless flashing lights.

The reporters all around fell silent. The New York Times was interviewing Dante. It was a family matter. They didn’t have reporters like Carrie who had close access to the public.

"Dante, can you tell me your opinion on the demonic possession incident?"

Carrie asked softly while looking at Wade on the ground with confusion. Of course Carrie knew that Wade was not possessed. What she was confused about was the reason why Dante protected this man.

"You are so beautiful today. You walked so fast this morning that I didn't even have time to appreciate you. The New York Times should give a dedicated reporter like you a raise in salary."

Dante took the microphone and spoke softly. His words caused an uproar on the scene. The good-hearted people even whistled. Countless flashlights flashed across Carrie's gently trembling eyelashes. The reporters from other TV stations and newspapers were regretting it. Why didn’t they know before that there were high-quality stocks like Carrie among fellow journalists?

"Stop making trouble, Dante, I'm interviewing you seriously."

"Alright alright"

Facing Carrie's little complaint with a smile on his face, Dante spread his hands seemingly helplessly, put his mouth next to the microphone, and spoke softly.

"You can find many explanations related to demons in the Devil May Cry game. I participated in the production of the Devil May Cry game. I hope everyone will support games with me as the protagonist."

"Is this an advertisement?"

Carrie asked Dante with a look of collapse, and Dante rubbed Carrie's little head lovingly.

"Baby, I need to make more money. We don't have any money to repair our house."

"Damn it, Dante, this is live."

This time Carrie really broke down and shouted. In just a short moment, half of the men in New York remembered Carrie's angry and charming face. They couldn't help but curse. A flower was stuck in cow, cow, fuck, awesome. in the garden

Forgive them for not wanting to compare Dante to cow dung. If Dante's figure and appearance are all cow dung, then who are they?

Likewise, in this brief moment, women all over New York fantasized about becoming Carrie on TV.

“The devil hunter’s smile is so cool”

"Ah ah ah, I want to give him ten little devil hunters."

"You see he dotes on his girlfriend so much. My boyfriend only asks me for money. I even wonder if he is taking drugs."

"Drug abuse doesn't exist. He must be playing Duel of Legends."

All in all, Carrie ended her interview in an uproar. Dante silently carried Wade back to his office, while Carrie and Nita went back to the unit to catch up on the manuscript.

After entering the office, Dante carried Wade to the office. He threw Wade on the bed and saw him saying softly

"Get out of bed yet, Wade Wilson."

As soon as Dante finished speaking, Wade instantly turned over and sat on the bed. He gently arranged his clothes and asked with a smile.

"Now I really want to thank you for saving my life. How do you want me to repay you by giving up my butt?"

"Go away, Wade, and swallow your damn words in front of me, or I will chop you to death, then resurrect you, and then chop you to death again."

As Dante said this, he slapped Wade hard on the back of the head, which made Wade stagger depressed.

"Okay, okay, I'm twenty-five years old. Ever since my mother died when I was seven, no one has patted my head like you did. Why did you save me? Is it because you are my long-lost father?" After all, you have the same habits as my mother."

"To shut up"

Dante slapped Wade on the head again. This palm was a little harder. Wade held his head and shook it twice before finally adjusting.

"Your hands are really strong. I wonder if you use such force when you masturbate, I"

"Snapped"

Wade swayed for nearly a minute this time. It wasn't until Dante sat in front of him holding a strawberry sundae that he finally regained consciousness.

"Hey, do you treat me like a child? Don't think you can shut me up by hitting me on the head. If I can't express what I say, I'll have a cardiac arrest. I don't know why you saved me. Anyway, you don't want me to have a cardiac arrest. The disease will die in your eyes"

"Snapped"

Even though he was eating a sundae, Dante still slapped Wade. This slap sent Wade flying directly to the wall behind him, and Wade even stayed on the smooth wall for two seconds before sliding down.

When Wade finally woke up and got up, he found that there were more than 20 empty pizza boxes and countless sundae boxes in front of Dante.

"How long have I been unconscious? I feel like I just walked around in hell. I even saw the shadow of a woman. The woman looked like a skeleton. She even waved to me. Did I see it? It’s time for Eve”

"Death you see"

Dante swallowed the pizza in his mouth, then he stretched out his hand to hold Wade's wrist, and pointed the extra mark on Wade's wrist towards his eyes

"This, this, what is this? When did I get a tattoo? Why don't I know what these tattoos are? This is wrong. I only have an elephant head tattoo on my penis. I have never tattooed my wrist."

"Shut your mouth, I just beat you to death, little brat. This is the mark that death left on me when I asked death to send you back."

"Mark, shit, I'm dead"

"Do you think the power that can stick you on the wall for two seconds will keep you alive? What's more, I hit you on the head."

As Dante spoke, he reached out and pressed the rune on Wade's wrist. Then the rune quickly glowed and flew away from Wade's wrist. The rune finally landed in Dante's eyes.

"I love you"

Dante muttered in a low voice, the meaning of this rune is I love you. When Dante and Death were chatting on Twitter, Death made it clear that he would prepare a small gift for Ding. Who knew that this gift was actually a love message?

But it feels good too

Dante smiled. He was about to send a reply to Death. The next moment, he heard a disgusting sound in his ears.

"Oh my God, you said you love me, me, I still get this for the 300th time, I'm not ready yet, what should we do in a while, do I need to take a shower, you have it here Lubricant? My anus is still a daisy, not lubricated."

"Snapped"

Dante slapped Wade back against the wall with a fierce palm. This time, Wade stayed on the wall for a long time.