Marvel, who rescued him? !

"Don't make me ask a second time where Francis is!"

Deadpool waved his hands and started the interrogation with a skillful combination of punches.

"You are the famous Deadpool Wade during this time!" the other party exclaimed after being beaten.

"Who else am I? Spider-Man?"

"Ah! Falk! There is no Spider-Man yet, and you will definitely not be able to get my clue." Deadpool stood up angrily and stepped back a few steps: "Start again~Start again~action - don't let me ask the second question again. Times, where is Francis!"

Deadpool quickly approached and waved his hands, starting the interrogation with a skillful combination of punches.

"Asshole! I won't tell you until I die!" The bald man was knocked to the ground by Deadpool as soon as he stood up. He glared at Deadpool and replied.

The next punch that Deadpool was about to throw stopped in mid-air, and he asked blankly: "Uh~ do you really know where Francis is?"

"Yes." The bald man asked doubtfully, "Why else would you hit me?"

"Wait a minute~ My emotions are a little disconnected~" Deadpool rubbed his face, then punched the bald man in the eye, regained his composure and shouted:

"Say quickly! Where is Francis!"

The bald man screamed:

"I said! I said! Stop fighting, I will tell you right now, he is..."

He picked up the bald man from the ground, lifted him up and threw him. The bald man was slapped against the wall. Deadpool picked up the pistol from the ground.

bang——

The bald man's thigh exploded with blood.

"You said it or not!"

"Ah——" The bald man lay on the ground with his hands on his thighs, shouting: "I said! I said!"

"I told you not to say anything." Deadpool came over, stepped on the bald man's stomach, and then shot him in the shoulder from his raised hand.

The bald man wailed: "I didn't say anything, I said! I said! He is right here..."

Before the big man could finish speaking, he shot the bald man through the palm of his hand again. He pulled away the mask on his mouth, revealing his disgusting chin. Deadpool lowered his head so that the other party could see the shape of his mouth:

"I just told you not to say anything!"

The bald man finally understood what Deadpool meant, and begged painfully: "Okay! I won't tell~ I won't tell~"

After hearing this, Deadpool smiled and nodded, pulling down his mask.

He pulled out two long knives from behind and threw them aside. Then he suddenly squatted down and punched the bald man in the stomach: "How dare you not say it! How dare you not say it!"

"what----"

An hour later, Deadpool grabbed the other person's neck and asked: "Tell me where Francis is?!"

The bald man said weakly: "I know where he is. Francis has cooperated with the Life Foundation. He is in... He is in... New York... of the Life... Foundation..."

The bald man's face turned purple from the suffocation. Deadpool pinched his neck and asked: "Where is it? Tell me quickly!"

People in movies must not finish their sentences before they die, and Deadpool respects this setting.

And he hates two kinds of people the most, one is those who don't finish their words, and the other is

……

Someone who helped him finish his sentence.

After the interrogation, Deadpool returned to the underground bar covered in blood and said to the bartender:

"That guy has such a tough mouth. I beat him alive for three hours before knocking out all his teeth."

The bartender was already very familiar with Deadpool. He stretched his neck and looked at the bloody footprints that Deadpool had left along the way. He took out the mop and bucket from under the counter and threw them on Deadpool:

"Clean up now you bastard."

"Oh~ you are so considerate." Deadpool turned to look at the audience outside the story and explained:

"As we all know, it is easy to kill but difficult to dismember a corpse. It is very difficult to clean a corpse, especially the teeth..."

As he spoke, Deadpool took out a few teeth from his pocket and threw them into the bucket and said:

"I felt like I was a little tooth fairy taking their teeth while they were sleeping and then taking their money."

Jingle Bell……

Deadpool's cell phone rang, he picked it up and said: "Moxi Moxi."

"Wade, there is news about what you asked me to check. At 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, Francis will go under the protection of the Life Foundation..." Taylor's cold voice came from the phone.

"8 o'clock?! Not at 8 o'clock! I want to watch the rerun of "Garden Babies" at 8 o'clock." Deadpool said excitedly.

beep...

The call was immediately hung up.

Three seconds later, the phone rang again, and Taylor said coldly: "Wade, there is news about what you asked me to check. At 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, Francis will go to... uh... information me under the protection of the Life Foundation. I’ll send it to you later, you can read it yourself.”

beep...

The call was hung up again.

Putting the bucket with teeth on the bar, Deadpool said angrily:

"Francis has done all the bad things, and he made me look like this, yet he still has the nerve to go for a ride!"

……

The next day, Deadpool rode a children's bicycle to the highway bridge. He parked the bicycle and put a big lock on the front and rear wheels.

Sitting on the edge of the bridge, he turned around and said, "Oh~ are you looking at me? Don't think I'm making a fuss. This is a limited edition of Spongebob Squarepants! You can't even buy it if you want~"

bang——

A truck speeds past with its horn honking, and Deadpool Spongebob's limited-edition bicycle disappears.

Deadpool:?

He scratched his head in confusion.

Then he reacted, stood up by the bridge, and said angrily: "Oh! Canada! Do you know how many people I killed to get this bicycle?"

No one was able to stand firm on his feet, and Deadpool swayed his arms and fell.

The panic on Deadpool's face disappeared in mid-air. He crossed his arms and said to the people outside the story:

"You think I made a mistake, no~this is just right~"

Behind him, several Life Foundation commercial vehicles drove quickly. In the penultimate car, Francis sat upright, tapping the beat gently with his two palms.

Yesterday, he watched the "Iron Man" movie several times. Although he always got excited first, he watched it very passionately, especially when Stark was attacked. He wished he was the one who shot him.

He saw with his own eyes Stark's transformation from a bastard to a superhero, and he suddenly felt that he would never be able to become a superhero like Stark in his life.

He is a conspirator, because even if he gets the perfect Extremis virus, he is not thinking about fighting others, but thinking about how to hide behind the scenes.

A few days ago, Deadpool taught him a hard lesson, letting him know that he could neither become a superhero, nor a super villain, nor the super madman Deadpool.

thump—

There was a loud noise from the first car, and Francis' expression became solemn:

"coming!"

he came! he came! He is walking on the auspicious clouds, he is coming! he came! He came in with a gift!

Amid the screams, a head flashed past the car window. The bumps of the car seemed to hit something. The driver turned the steering wheel sharply to avoid a rolling car.

After stabilizing, Francis looked through the car glass. On the Life Foundation car ahead, Deadpool stuck a long knife on the roof of the car, tilted his head and looked at them. When he saw Francis again, he let out a sinister laugh:

"Hehe...hahahahaha...I see you!!"

Deadpool jumped into the air and rushed towards him with a knife in both hands!

Francis swallowed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, looking at Deadpool spinning his body in mid-air, feeling the breathless oppression.