One punch bald head in Marvel

At eight o'clock in the evening, Saitama was lying on the cashier counter, his skin pressed against the table to relieve the feeling of fatigue, his eyes flew to the distant door, and his mind was completely empty.

"Then, boss, I will go home with Saitama~"

Parker changed his clothes and just finished chatting with Juan, who was still in the workroom. Juan expressed great satisfaction with Saitama, a new employee, and planned to hire him long-term, and Parker was also very pleased.

"Well……"

Saitama turned over sluggishly and faced Parker standing behind him.

"Are you so reluctant to leave on your first day at work?"

"Your days at Pizza King will still be long in the future, come and let's go."

Parker stretched out his hand to hold Saitama, and dragged out the Pizza King, walking through the colorful streets and past the noisy crowd.

"what is this?"

Saitama, who had been silent due to overexertion, asked Parker when he was about to drag him into a strange building.

"This is Walmart. We don't have enough oats at home and need to buy some."

Parker said so.

Half an hour later, when the two appeared at the door of the supermarket again, Saitama was holding a small ticket filled with various prices in his hand, sweating on his forehead.

"There are so many people..."

"Why are things so expensive..."

The price of goods in the United States has completely shattered Saitama's fantasy about future life. The day before, he thought he could survive on his own.

"How can I support myself..."

Saitama racked his brains to recall that he only had 20,000 yen in his savings in Japan. He also looked at Parker's shopping expenses today. Even if his salary at Pizza King could earn 200,000 yen, he would still be able to afford it. Don’t live yourself.

"Don't worry, your salary can definitely support you. Besides, the rent is half of mine, right?"

Parker heard Saitama's poor speech and said with one hand holding Saitama's shoulder. The two walked side by side on the street, each holding a plastic bag in their hands, which contained their food for the next few days.

"I'm so scared... What if at this time, the man who is keen on letting people talk to him through his nostrils comes to demand debts?"

Saitama suddenly thought of the pervert he was talking to on the phone in the abandoned tunnel... The other party kept saying that he had invested hundreds of millions in weirdos...

"What nostrils? Saitama, what are you talking about?"

Parker was puzzled by this strange statement and wondered if his new roommate had been blinded by poverty.

"No...nothing."

Saitama covered his face and lowered his head, forcibly interrupting the conversation, and countless thoughts of making a fortune emerged in his mind.

"Saitama, you can tell me anything you want. We are good friends."

Parker led him into the apartment building. This was the first time Saitama saw the interior of the entire apartment. An extremely long, spiraling staircase stood in front of him.

Some damage and mold spots can be seen on the wooden steps, which look like they have gone through a long period of time.

"When did we become good friends?"

Saitama tilted his head and walked slowly behind Parker.

"We became roommates. Roommates equal friends and friends equal good friends. Is there any problem?"

Parker smiled as he inserted the key into the keyhole and twisted it slightly.

"Click."

The door lock was unlocked, and Parker's spider sense sensed something at the same time.

There is someone in the room!

"stop."

Parker raised his hand to stop Saitama and whispered, signaling him not to go any further and go into the room himself. Although Saitama didn't know what was going on, he nodded knowingly.

Parker knew that he had been targeted by the lunatics of the "peo" project, and it was not unacceptable for the other party to have a cordial "meeting" (attack) with him the day after getting in touch with him.

The power was concentrated on his legs and his toes were on the ground. Parker took every step forward very carefully without making any sound.

"Da~da~da~"

Someone at the other end of the kitchen was humming a tune and cutting something with a knife.

After Paka amplified the spider sense to the limit, he could see every move within a mere two meters.

The more carefully Parker perceived it, the more speechless he felt about this uninvited guest. He knew that the participants in "peo" were all crazy, but he never expected that they would be so crazy.

Parker wanted to roar so much.

He lowered his body, rolled and slid into the kitchen. When his feet touched the ground, he jumped up hard and punched in the direction where he sensed someone's presence.

"what?"

The punch that was supposed to hit missed, Parker exclaimed and immediately looked around for the intruder.

Then he discovered that a red bald head slowly rose up next to his fist. Oh no, that was a red hood. Two pieces of black bikini that looked like they had just been cut off were stuck to the eyes, which made people look... The urge to beat him up.

"Hi~"

"My dear little spider~"

Not only did this bikini patchman not have the consciousness of being an intruder, but he greeted Parker in a mean tone.

"Deadpool...didn't I tell you not to come to me again..."

Parker withdrew his vein-covered fist. When he saw Deadpool's face, he couldn't help but recall the various deaths he committed when he teamed up with Deadpool.

"Don't~"

"Little Spider, don't you miss me~"

Deadpool said with his feet together and dancing.

"Parker, did someone break in?"

Saitama, who heard the conversation at this time, also joined this harmonious and happy Shura field.

"Oops~"

"Spider-Man has a new roommate."

Deadpool stood up to Saitama and held Saitama's hand with both hands.

"Hello, my name is Deadpool, and I'm an old friend of that handsome boy over there."

"My little spider must have caused you a lot of trouble..."

"As a veteran, I unknowingly led this child to become a rebellious teenager in Dongcheng District. I didn't expect this."

"Uuuuuuuuah, you have to take good care of my little spider."

Deadpool shed a few hot tears as he spoke, and wiped them with his hands from time to time, which indirectly made Saitama's wet and salty, and disgusting.

"Tell you quietly..."

"I didn't wash my hands in the bathroom this morning..."

Deadpool suddenly withdrew his hand and whispered into Saitama's ear.

"Parker..."

"Is this guy your friend..."

Saitama's face was full of black lines, and he said in a deep voice that now he just hopes that Deadpool is not Parker's friend, and then throws him out of the apartment, of course in the most violent way.

"I'm sorry, Saitama, this bitch is indeed an old acquaintance of mine."

"Come on, Deadpool, let's go to the street and talk."

Parker suppressed his anger. He knew that although Deadpool was a bitch who liked to talk, when Deadpool found him, something must have happened.