I have a good impression of Marvel

The jukebox was playing David Bowie's Space Oddity, mixed with all the swear words and words starting with f in the room.

The noisy chatter and the lingering smoke of cigarettes made the whole bar seem particularly lively.

Several young ladies wearing white vests and short-length hot pants were walking among the wine tables carrying trays filled with low-quality beer.

From time to time, a tall man sitting on the seat would slap his sexy buttocks, causing waves of yells and curses.

This is Sister Margaret's bar, a talent market for mercenaries.

This is an exclusive safe zone for mercenaries who can do any dirty thing for anyone for money.

The people hanging around here are either mercenaries with a bad record or tough killers with a few lives on their hands.

One can imagine the attention that Lyon received when he walked into the bar, whose aura and attire were clearly out of tune with those around him.

Looks of vigilance, contempt, curiosity, etc. were constantly projected from everywhere.

Wearing a white shirt underneath and a black trench coat outside, Leon looked calm. Compared with others, he looked like a Wall Street elite who had just gotten off work.

Arriving at the bar, Leon, as soon as he sat down, heard the slightly teasing words of the bar owner standing at the bar, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses:

"Hey buddy, you're not lost, this is not a fancy French restaurant."

Leon raised his eyebrows lightly and replied calmly: "I'm sure that the place I came to is exactly where I am looking for."

Hearing this, the bar owner, Deadpool's friend Weasel, spread his hands and shrugged, looking indifferent: "Then, what do you want?"

"Give me a mojito with two olives."

"Okay, come right away"

It didn't take long for Wesler to place an unrefined-looking mojito cocktail in front of Leon.

“Enjoy your mojito slowly”

Just when Wesler was about to turn around and leave, Leon stopped him: "Wait a moment."

Under the confused look of the other party, Leon took out a business card from his windbreaker pocket and placed it on the table of the bar, "I have something to ask Mr. Wilson, and he still owes me a glass of wine."

Weisier picked up the business card and looked at it. When he saw the code name "deadpool", he immediately recognized that it was the business card of his friend Wade.

Although I don’t believe it, there will be some intersection between Wade and this unusual-looking brown-haired handsome guy in front of him.

However, he still asked very cautiously: "Who are you and what do you want to do with him?"

Speaking of this, Leon's mouth suddenly twitched.

Originally, Leon didn't want to come to Sister Margaret's bar in person to find Deadpool.

He had Deadpool's business card and phone number. Logically speaking, he could just call him and ask him out for a chat, a drink or something.

But

What Leon didn't expect was that Deadpool actually wrote a fake phone number on his business card.

When Leon called, the message from the other side was "The number you dialed is empty."

This made Leon confused at the time.

Forced to have no choice, Leon had to come to Sister Margaret's bar in person to find the little bitch who reported a fake number.

What is the most basic trust between people?

"You can call me Leon. I'm in a hurry and need Mr. Wilson's help. However, the number on the business card is empty. So"

Having said this, Leon spread his hands helplessly and said, "This is why I came here."

"Hahaha, you are not the first person to be deceived by him."

At this time, Wesler also understood that Lyon was not here to seek revenge.

So, he kindly suggested: "Unfortunately, he is not here now. Do you need me to call him?"

"sorry to bother you"

While Wesler was on the phone with Deadpool, Leon left the bar, found a table in the corner, and sat down.

Ten minutes later, "Deadpool" Wade Wilson, wearing a gray hoodie and jeans on his lower body, with a disfigured face that looked like an avocado fucking an older and more disgusting avocado, stood opposite Lyon. He sat down suddenly on the chair.

Although it was the first time I saw Deadpool's true face, I was somewhat caught off guard.

However, Leon, who had been prepared, did not show his surprise.

And Deadpool, who noticed this detail, felt a little warm in his heart for some reason.

"Hey DiCaprio, you're coming, why don't you call me in advance?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't regard Leon as an outsider at all. He directly picked up his mojito and drank it in one gulp.

"Wow, I have to say, you have good taste."

Leon glanced at this guy who was going his own way and replied coldly: "I also want to make a call. The number someone gave me is empty."

"Well, in this day and age, it's really disappointing that there are people like this." Wade Wilson, who was so thick-skinned that he could block bullets, looked very surprised, which made the corners of Leon's mouth continue to twitch.

It seems that it is impossible to win a quarrel with him.

Leon gave up the idea of ​​continuing to get close to him, took out his SHIELD agent ID from the pocket of his windbreaker, and waved it in front of Wade.

"Wade, I am Agent Lyon from SHIELD. The reason I came here to find you is because there is a murder case that I need your help in investigating."

After seeing the ID in Leon's hand clearly, the teasing look on Wade's face temporarily calmed down.

"I've heard of the name SHIELD. Aren't you the world's police who coy and maintain peace all day long? How come you have time to come to me, such a little-known little mercenary?"

As he spoke, Wade suddenly looked at Leon up and down with an interesting expression: "I didn't expect that you are actually from SHIELD."

"what do you want"

Hearing this, Leon immediately took out a photo from his windbreaker, handed it to Wade, and asked, "Have you seen the person in the photo?"

Wade took it and took a look and found that it was a middle-aged man with fierce eyes and a tough build.

"What's wrong? Is your uncle missing?"

Ignoring Wade's wise words, Leon looked at him calmly and said, "You just need to answer me, have you seen him?"

"Hey, there's no need to be so serious. We're not in the interrogation room of the police station." After saying that, he suddenly turned his head and said to the readers who didn't exist, "Don't you think so?"

Understanding that this was Deadpool's character setting of breaking the fourth wall, Leon, who didn't pay too much attention, explained directly:

"Do you still remember the first time we met in Tokyo? That night, the man in the photo was assassinated."

"And the scene of the crime is in the alley next to the building where you chopped a group of Yakuza into sticks."