The day he became Quicksilver in American comics

"Listen, Pietro, when we arrive at Charlemagne's Bar later, we first go to get the key to the basement, and then seduce the people who can enter the laboratory. Finally, I will attract the attention of the watchdogs, and you take advantage of the opportunity. Sneak in. The route has been marked for you. Keep going down and you will see an iron door that looks like a utility room, which is the entrance to the laboratory."

Pietro nodded and couldn't help but look Deadpool up and down: "I understand the truth, but why do you wear women's clothes? Do you have a transvestite?"

"Please don't insult my professional ethics." Deadpool said seriously: "Wireless headphones are easy to be eavesdropped by them. We need to communicate, but have you ever seen two grown men whispering in a bar without attracting attention? I am so wronged to pretend to be a woman, Don’t you feel touched at all?”

"Okay, okay." Pietro quickly shouted to stop Deadpool's tirade.

Then he asked Deadpool, who was pretending to be a woman, to hold his hand and help Deadpool, who looked quite ambiguous but was actually wearing high heels and was unsteady, to walk in slowly.

"Hello, sir, madam, please show me your invitation card."

The guard outside the door stopped them, Pietro turned to signal to Deadpool, and saw Deadpool, who was pretending to be a woman and didn't know if he was asking the shapeshifter for advice, slowly took out two invitation cards and hooked them up. He raised the corners of his mouth and handed it to them with an ambiguous seductive expression.

"for you."

One of the guards reached out to take it, and suddenly his whole body froze. The bold woman actually touched the palm of his hand with her index finger, and then showed a meaningful smile when the other person looked at him.

The guard was instantly bewitched by these electric eyes. He glanced at the man next to the woman who was unaware of everything, and suddenly felt a surge of excitement that seemed like an affair.

All this was noticed by his tall companion. Out of jealousy, he snatched the invitation card from his hand and handed it to Deadpool in a businesslike tone: "Please keep it, ma'am."

"Thank you." Deadpool raised his lips and winked at him. Suddenly the injustice in the tall man's heart disappeared, and he proudly showed off to his colleagues.

Until they entered, the two guards were secretly competing with each other, staring at Deadpool as if they wanted to eat him alive.

"You have gone too far, don't cause unnecessary trouble." Pietro looked at the two guards, as if he was annoyed by the spying on his female companion, and then forced the two men to look away.

Deadpool spread his hands and said: "No matter what method, as long as the task is completed." Then he supported his chest, which was about to fall to his stomach, and complained.

"This silicone is really inferior. I want to ask the boss to return it. By the way, I got it."

Pietro handed the key to Deadpool: "Not only did I replace the key, I also replaced their walkie-talkie. That's a good item I got from Bald Man. Remember to pay me back when the time comes."

"Don't worry, I won't treat you badly when things are done." Deadpool said.

Different from the crazy and noisy atmosphere of other bars, the bar is full of invited guests, well-dressed, and they all look like prominent politicians, business tycoons and so on.

Deadpool pointed at one of the men surrounded and said: "Look, that's Charlemagne's son Ethan, Charlemagne's right-hand man. Currently, he mainly helps Charlemagne make connections and obtain more experimental funds. He is the owner of this bar. The only person who has access to the lab, we need to lure him over and let him take us to the lab."

Deadpool looked at him and suggested: "Let Venom control him."

Pietro glanced at him and raised his eyebrows, but he didn't ask why you knew about Venom, he just shouted "Venom."

Got it, you find a way to get close to him.

"You want me to seduce him with my beauty," Deadpool suggested with a wink at Pietro. Pietro refused unceremoniously: "I don't want you to mess up the matter."

After speaking, he took a cocktail from the waiter and walked towards Ethan.

"Oh, Mr. Ethan, it's so nice to see you."

He smiled appropriately and looked like a capitalist. Ethan turned to look at him with a confused expression, but thinking about the identity of the person who could come to this event, he smiled officially.

"you are"

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