Marvel, who rescued him? !

"Hi~hehehe...hahahaha..."

Deadpool grinned, widened his eyes, and gave the landlady a friendly smile.

Amidst Deadpool's crazy laughter, the landlady trembled all over and couldn't help but take a step back and put down her hand blocking the door.

Taylor smiled shyly and said:

"This is my silly nephew who has not been very smart since he was a child."

Looking at the seemingly unintelligent Deadpool, the landlady shook her head regretfully and said to Taylor in a deep voice:

"Okay, you two damn bastards, keep your voices down, or I'll throw you into the trash can outside the apartment."

"Oh~ damn!" Deadpool's voice came from behind again. He had just stepped on the broken flower pot with his bare feet and was jumping around with his feet in his arms.

"Fake, why can't we stay in the damn Poke Ball? Is it because we are too fat? This world is too dangerous, my feet! My feet~"

Without looking back, Taylor smiled and tapped his head with his finger, the meaning being self-evident.

"Hey~" the landlady sighed and walked away with a look of regret.

After closing the door, the smile on Taylor's face disappeared instantly, and he watched speechlessly as Deadpool tore up the sheets and began to... wipe the blood on his palms.

"I can't stand it anymore. I feel like the world must be filled with the smell of fat women's hot yoga, like two homeless people fucking each other in a trash can filled with urine."

Throwing away the blood-stained piece of cloth in disgust, Deadpool lay on the tiles stained with blood and soil.

Taylor shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, the landlady doesn't know how to do yoga. You may smell the fermented fat, like spoiled cheese melting in your mouth."

Deadpool shivered all over and half sat up.

"I'm going to vomit. This whole apartment looks like a rotten old man. I really can't imagine that you, boss, would actually live here. This is worse than tomatoes in the sewer, worse than..."

"Okay~Wade, that's enough~that's enough~"

He quickly stopped him, who knew what disgusting scenes he would say.

Deadpool jumped up on one foot, sat on the dining table and said:

"I can describe a whole day to you. The point is, this place is so terrible. It is not worthy of the two of us. How can a future big star live in a place like this? This place is not even as good as Venom and Eddie. garbage dump."

Originally there were still a few items, but after Deadpool arrived, the house was completely stripped to its walls, and the only thing intact was the worn single bed board.

"This is a house I just rented for 500 US dollars. I only have so much money left in my body."

Deadpool's eyes widened and he looked at Taylor in disbelief.

"So what are we going to do tonight? Dress up as Spider-Man and Captain America and rob a convenience store? Or steal a dog?"

This idea…

Taylor's eyes lit up:

"As a future superhero, Wade, it's reasonable for you to dye your sheets red and cover yourself, and then go out to do heroic things, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, right?"

Who can be poorer than us?

"Canada!" Deadpool sitting on the table held his head in pain.

"I don't want to dress up like a primitive man and be a plainclothes policeman holding a half-broken stick in my hand. I would rather dress up like Santa Claus and give late Christmas gifts to bad kids."

As he spoke, Deadpool looked at the children's watch on his wrist, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Boss~ Do you want to take a look at my luminous watch together?"

My hands felt so itchy that I wanted to beat him to death, cut him into pieces and flush him into the sewer.

Duang——Duang——Duang——

There was a regular knock on the door behind him. Taylor didn't go very far. Without hesitation, he turned around and opened the door.

Coulson and Natasha were standing outside the door. Perhaps because the door was not very soundproof, their expressions looked a little strange.

The two people's outfits were still the same, and Taylor couldn't compliment SHIELD's financial situation.

"Nice to meet again, Agent Taylor~I'm here..."

"Oh!" Deadpool exclaimed, jumped off the table, and quickly came behind Taylor, successfully attracting everyone's attention.

The shirt, the shorts, the watch. A stream of blood left bloodstains along the inner side of Deadpool's thigh, and there were bloody footprints under the other foot.

Look at the torn sheets, the bloody strips of cloth thrown on the ground, the damaged chairs...

The expressions on both Taylor and Coulson's faces froze. Natasha frowned at this scene and glanced at Taylor and Deadpool with disgust.

Resisting the urge to strangle Deadpool to death, Taylor weakly explained for the sake of his innocence:

"I have nothing to do with him..."

Coulson has been observing Deadpool since Taylor opened the door. Hearing Taylor's words, Coulson nodded:

"Of course I want to believe it..."

Before he finished speaking, Deadpool burst into tears, fell to the ground and hugged Taylor's thighs.

"Boss, don't you want me anymore? I am yours in life, and your ghost in death!"

Holding down Deadpool's head, he gritted his teeth and pressed down. Facing the meaningful eyes of Coulson and Natasha, Taylor smiled awkwardly but politely:

"I said I didn't know him at all. Do you believe me?"

Feeling that this explanation was too pale, Taylor added:

"I just saw him... he was homeless on the road and mentally unstable, so I picked him up... And my biggest weakness is that I am too soft-hearted and don't want to see others suffer... Don't look at me like that, I'm not Jeffrey Dahmer."

Coulson looked at Deadpool who really looked abnormal, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Natasha shook her head and said:

"Tyler, unfortunately we have bad news to tell you."

Natasha was brewing feelings. She and Coulson had personally rescued Taylor. However, because the SCP Foundation logo appeared in "Kidd", Lu Dan was still suspicious of Taylor for the first time. Now they want to Take Taylor again to investigate.

"Hi~Scarlett Johansson~We haven't seen each other for a long time. That guy Ryan Reynolds is really lucky, but I can understand it. After all, he has a face as handsome as mine."

Deadpool, who stood up at some point, tilted his head and looked at Natasha behind Taylor, stretched out a hand and said hello to Natasha.

"what?"

Natasha frowned, Scarlett Johansson? Ryan Reynolds? Searching all her memories, she has never pretended to be Scarlett Johansson, let alone Ryan Reynolds.

"Don't think about it~little widow~" Deadpool bared his big teeth and said:

"I know you're confused, right? But even if you help me knead the eggs, I can't tell you."

Natasha's eyes turned cold for a moment, and Taylor realized something was wrong and immediately stepped away.

Looking at Natasha walking forward, the smile on Deadpool's face slowly disappeared, and he covered his mouth with his hands in fear.

"Oh~Fake! I forgot that I am no longer the naughty boy I used to be~"

In the blink of an eye, Deadpool was lying on the ground in pain, clutching his little brother, his eyes protruding, and his mouth open as he let out a silent wail.