One punch bald head in Marvel

"Damn old woman, where did you go yesterday!"

Deadpool chased after Al, and even though the two returned to the house, Al still kept silent about "peo".

"Deadpool, Professor

The phantom cat opened the bedroom door. She had just ended her call with Professor Thinking that this mutant is Al, Professor X will take the time to "visit" Al.

"Then just ignore her?"

Deadpool said helplessly, like an anxious middle-aged aunt.

"That's all I can do for now, bye~"

"Also, remember to get me Avril Lavigne's concert tickets."

The phantom cat waved goodbye and left the house. At least for now, Al didn't appear dangerous, so she didn't need to worry.

"Damn it, damn old woman, don't think this matter is over!"

Deadpool picked up a stuffed bear and pointed it at Al, threatening him aggressively, but Al was sitting on the sofa, watching TV unusually quietly, with no intention of exchanging words with Deadpool.

"Ding dong~"

Then the doorbell rang suddenly.

"Who!"

"Come here and disturb the two of us at this time!"

Deadpool impatiently rushed to the corridor and opened the door.

"Hey~"

"It's me, Saitama."

Today, Juan also arranged for Saitama to deliver pizza. As the number of food deliveries increased, Juan gradually listed him as a key training target, trying to cultivate him into a model delivery person who specializes in dealing with strange customers.

"Oh~ It's a little bald head."

Deadpool's stinky face instantly changed, and he happily shook hands with Saitama.

"Here, here's the pizza you ordered."

Saitama presented the pizza to Deadpool.

"strangeness……"

"I remember not booking it..."

Deadpool was thinking to himself, and suddenly he thought of another possibility.

"Damn old woman, why don't you confess and why are you ordering pizza?"

Deadpool suddenly yelled towards the living room, but he didn't expect to be faced with a dark muzzle.

"Boom!"

After Al killed Deadpool with one shot, he strolled up to Saitama humming a tune and took the pizza.

“This pervert still has some money left, so let’s use the extra money as a tip~”

Al was unexpectedly generous today. Not only did he pay the money quickly, but he also gave Saitama a little extra tip, even though it was all Deadpool's money.

"Thank you Ms. Al."

Saitama's business level has gradually improved, and he no longer looks jerky at the beginning.

Deadpool's order was also Saitama's last order today. After finishing this order, Saitama rode his motorcycle in the direction of Pizza King. He was in a good mood after earning a lot of tips.

"help me……"

However, what was waiting for him at the Pizza King was the Rakshasa girl, Anna Marie. She was hiding in the alley next to the Pizza King, where Juan would only visit occasionally when he asked Saitama to throw away kitchen waste.

"what happened to you?"

Saitama helped the injured Anna up, and he found several deep wounds and many bruises on Anna's back.

"Because I concealed your existence in the mission report, Hawkeye discovered a loophole. They linked the matter of the Hoffman Laboratory to me. I am now wanted by SHIELD and the Avengers..."

"Cough cough..."

After speaking, Anna spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.

"Why don't you use your powers?"

"Aren't you a mutant?"

Saitama dragged Anna behind the trash can to avoid being spotted by passers-by.

"This is not like the monster in the ditch that provides me with life energy."

"And I can't hurt civilians, can I?"

Anna struggled to get up from the ground, but she fell down as soon as she stood up straight.

After hearing what Anna said, Saitama felt it made sense, so he called Deadpool.

"Hey……"

The Deadpool on the other end of the phone had just taken out the bullet from his brain and was crawling towards the bedroom dying against the smell of pizza coming from the living room.

"Hey, Deadpool?"

"I have something to ask you for help with."

"You ask what happened...?"

Saitama glanced at Anna lying on the ground and thought for a while.

"There is probably an injured person who needs you to donate some blood."

"When can you come over?"

"What? Still crawling out on the ground?"

"Can you climb to Parker's apartment before six o'clock in the afternoon? Oh, okay, then six-thirty~"

Saitama calmly communicated with Deadpool about the "blood donation" matter, and then asked Parker to take Anna back to the apartment to settle down, and then go to work.

"Boss, let's get off work~"

At six o'clock, Saitama and Parker found Juan.

"Well, you go ahead and be careful along the way."

Today, Saitama and Parker both went to deliver food, so Juan also let them off work early as an exception. After that, orders will be completed by the old employees who still stay in the store. Pizza King is not open 24 hours a day. The restaurant is only open until ten o'clock in the evening, so the subsequent work is not so tiring.

"Hey, wake up, Deadpool."

Parker patted Deadpool who fell at the door of his home.

"Uh……"

"The old lady is so cruel. I suspect she changed the bullet type. I still have bullet fragments in my head."

"I feel very sleepy..."

Deadpool turned over like a salted fish, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Wait until we get the shrapnel out of your head, we have business to do."

Parker opened the door and dragged Deadpool into the room.

"I do..."

Deadpool was slurring his words as if he was high, and was dragged straight into the bathroom by Parker.

Anna was lying weakly in the bathtub. Although Parker had specially provided life energy and a large amount of food to her just now, it seemed that it was not enough to repair the fatal wound.

"Deadpool……?"

Anna instantly recognized the pervert in the red tights that was thrown in front of her.

"Is this the blood donation you were talking about, Saitama...?"

"I fucking..."

Deadpool said this before he was on the verge of losing consciousness. He never thought that one day he would be plotted against by Saitama, a harmless little bald man.

"Parker, isn't this called blood donation?"

In fact, Saitama simply regarded this as a blood donation. He looked at Parker innocently and asked.

"kindness……"

"I think it's quite appropriate..."

Parker left the bathroom. He closed and locked the door despite Deadpool's frequent screams. Deadpool's miserable screams suddenly dropped eight degrees.

His melancholy voice contained resentment towards Parker and Saitama. While his life energy was being sucked away by Anna, he secretly vowed that next time he would not only sing in front of their window, but also bring a group of dancers. Have a party.