Greenskins of the Marvel Universe

Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters.

This is the academy for mutants. The so-called mutants refer to mutated human races resulting from genetic mutations. They are more or less different from ordinary people.

Some are manifested on the surface of the body, such as growing fangs like a beast, or being red with a devil's tail, while others are hidden deep in the body, such as telepathy or the ability to control magnetism.

But no matter what, they are inhuman existences, so they will be more or less feared by others and find it difficult to integrate into human society. While they are excluded, they will also give those mutants some distorted ideas.

These ideas will make humans more afraid of mutants and even lead to war.

Guide the new mutants and fight for the survival space for mutants. This is the purpose of establishing this academy, and it is also the original intention of the school's principal, Charles Xavier.

Then he did it. Xavier Academy for Gifted Youth is a mutant academy recognized by high-level officials in the United States. Here they can learn human knowledge and accept normal values, outlook on life, and morality without having to worry about sudden military intrusion. Enter their teachers and point your guns at them.

At the same time, they are also contributing to peace in New York. They have their own organization called the X-Men.

"In other words, they have their own private armed forces."

Outside Xavier Academy, a black car was filled with various instruments, and Tony was astonished as he looked at the latest SHIELD information that Fury had brought.

"I didn't know New York City was so dangerous."

"There are still many things you don't know, but now is not the time to talk about it."

Fury pointed to the picture in the folder. There was a woman with a very long ponytail, eyes as sharp as an eagle, and this woman's ears were particularly long.

"This is the latest mutant information submitted by Xavier Academy. She is the person we are looking for."

"She's just like an elf. Her name is Jian Cha, the same name as you, Jian."

"I'm so sorry, my name is Jane Foster."

"Okay, Jane, put the hammer down."

While joking, Tony also finished reading the information.

"With ten times the strength of ordinary people, the agility to split pistol bullets, and a certain amount of telepathy, it's no wonder that he can destroy your task force."

Tony estimated that if he put on the armor and fought with the opponent in close combat, he might not be able to beat the opponent. The premise was that in close combat, there was a high chance of winning from a distance.

"And there's more than one person, otherwise would I have a headache?"

"Can I leave it to him?"

Tony looked uncertainly at the fourth person in the car. In addition to Tony and Fury, there was Jane and a man in tight red and black leather clothing, with two samurai swords behind his back.

If you want to enter Xavier Academy without alerting the other party and carry out the capture plan, you must use mutants.

Tomok absolutely cannot do it, because he is an Orc, and Orcs are not mutants, and after being exposed, humans also know that they are not mutants, so they cannot fool Professor Xavier.

So Fury found someone else.

"This is the mutant I paid to hire. I sent him to the academy a week ago. He has good skills. If I just force the Eldar out, it will be no problem to leave it to him."

Many people may be curious about who I am

My name is Deadpool.

Deadpool

Come on, everyone say with me, dead, pool

This is much better than waaaaaagh or something like that.

Many people were curious about why I appeared here, because when I appeared, the captain had become an old man, and I should have been only 4 years old at this time.

In fact, I actually traveled through time. I just killed all the superheroes in the universe a month ago. Yes, all the superheroes, whether it was the big green guy or the superheroes in the Women's Federation, I killed them all. .

Then I was bored and traveled here. A week ago, after spending three weeks training me as a child to be a little Deadpool, I was ready to defeat the superheroes of this universe.

I was fucked over by a green-skinned man in a tavern. It was wrong to say that, because when I was fighting with him, I found that he didn't have any. Really, I kicked him three times.

When there was no sound from the first kick, I suspected that I was using too little force.

When there was still no sound from the second kick, I suspected it was too hard.

When I kicked him for the third time and there was still no sound of breaking, I opened his pants, and then I understood that he didn't have any at all.

I don't know whether to use "he" or "her" anymore. In short, it is definitely wrong to call this guy "it".

Anyway, that guy was so fierce. He cut me into a stick, and then he shaped the rest of me into a ball, stuffed it into the barrel of the gun, and shot it out. I flew so high that I almost turned into mud. It just happened to fall onto the car of the wiping director.

This is fate, I showed up when Fury needed him.

My only thought now is to dig the author of this book into a hornet's nest and raise two middle fingers to his corpse, because his update speed is too slow.

By the way, I’m going to mess with a few readers. They didn’t reward me just because I showed up.

"He's been muttering something, Fury, are you looking for a lunatic?"

Tony kept hearing Deadpool next to him whispering against the car window, and he always felt that this man's mind was not normal.

"And you said he is a mercenary, is that reliable?"

"One million dollars is enough to buy my conscience." Deadpool suddenly interrupted. Of course, he was not the one to interrupt: "But my conscience has been sold to me."

"If you are also a mutant, what are your abilities?"

"It's not a good demonstration of what my abilities are, and it might cause discomfort to some people."

As Deadpool spoke, he stretched out his left hand, took out a dagger with his right hand and stabbed it into his left arm. Blood splashed all over the car, and some on Tony's face.

"What are you doing, you crazy person"

"It's just a normal piston movement." Deadpool didn't care about his wounds. He thrust it several times and blood spattered all over the car. "Put it in, pull it out, plug it in, pull it out."

"Fury, this is who you find"

"Again, this is the man I paid to hire, and you should look carefully at his wounds."

Fury is quite calm, after all, this person was just a meatball not long ago.

Tony also noticed the abnormality of Deadpool's wound. The wound was healing at an extremely fast speed, which was visible to the naked eye.

“Will self-healing hurt?”

"I don't know if he's in pain or not, but with those few stabs just now, one hundred thousand dollars in SHIELD funds were gone."

"Thank you boss for the tip."

Although he was wearing a mask, Fury could be sure that the face behind the mask must be one of pain and happiness.

Because there is an agreement between them, the employment fee is one million US dollars a month, and for each mission, an additional one million US dollars will be added.

For the first time, Deadpool felt that working for the government was such a good thing, as he put it.

The boss asks me to go east, but I will not go west. If he asks me to touch a dog, I will never steal a chicken.

The prerequisite is payment.