One punch bald head in Marvel

Saitama picked up the cardboard box filled with Deadpool's remains and left the dark corner. At the same time, he put on the hood of his sweatshirt so as not to attract attention. The moment he left, the homeless people finally lowered their guard and took off their shields. The paper shell on his body was talking about the battle that just happened here, and there were a few friendly guys who went to check if Moon Knight was still alive and if he needed help.

"Who's that guy with Deadpool?"

Saitama was walking on the street. He took out his phone and checked the time. Parker was probably sitting on the sofa waiting for him to go back.

"Little bald head~"

"How is your and Parker's new apartment?"

At this time, the flesh and blood in the box gradually formed the shape of a head, and Deadpool's ugly face was propped up by the flesh and blood. He said with a smile.

"Deadpool, I think you can recover other parts first and then talk."

"This is a bit disgusting..."

Saitama felt that the carton was penetrated by warm blood. He took out a hand and raised it to check, and found that it was all covered with blood.

"Uh... maybe little bald guy, you can take me to a clothing store or something first?"

"I don't have anything to wear later."

Deadpool's arms also gradually formed, and he raised his arms to point at a women's clothing store on the corner.

"Are you sure you want to go to that store?"

"There are all girls' clothes in there."

Saitama squinted his eyes and confirmed again and again that all the items hanging in that store were women's models, and there were even women's underwear displayed in the window. The prices were written in big red letters on cardboard, standing in front of the store. , looks cheap too.

In fact, Saitama himself still has some private money. Before the Pizza King was destroyed by the Quetzalcoatl, he had been receiving wages on a daily basis from the kind-hearted store manager Juan. However, the money that was intended to be used to pay the rent is now unavailable. Because when Stark prepared a new apartment for Parker, he seemed to have paid off the rent, so there was really no pressure on Saitama to buy a set of clothes for Deadpool. It just made Parker's and his own living standards drop a little bit. That’s all.

However, the fancy style of that store really made Saitama not want to step in.

"Hmm, are there any other clothing stores around here?"

Deadpool's ugly face without a mask forced out a smile and pointed to the women's clothing store again.

"Hey……"

"I always feel so embarrassed..."

Due to Deadpool's repeated insistence, Saitama finally walked into the store. Saitama doubted from the bottom of his heart whether Deadpool had a cross-dressing fetish.

"Hello, do you need anything?"

"Are you buying underwear for your girlfriend?"

The friendly store clerk approached Saitama, the iPad in his hand still playing the new "The Gifted".

However, when she got close enough to see what was in Saitama's hand, she screamed in fear.

"what!"

"What the hell is this!"

The carton that was still dripping with blood really startled the clerk. She dropped her iPad and ran behind the counter to pick up the phone and prepare to call the police.

"No... not."

"This should...probably...be a prop for filming a movie..."

It was embarrassing enough to enter a women's clothing store, but now the other party wanted to call the police. Saitama quickly waved his hand and lied that he was the prop master of the film crew.

"Oh……"

"call……"

"I just said...how could someone go out on the street with this kind of shit..."

The clerk put down the mobile phone beside her ear. She stroked her chest and slowly calmed down.

"Hey, hello."

"I'm Deadpool."

At this time, Deadpool's right arm had almost recovered. He stretched his arm in front of the clerk, and his ugly face showed white teeth with a smile. Of course, his face was still sunk in the flesh and blood of the cardboard box.

"Oh, hello, sweetheart."

"My name is Mary, that tacky name from the bad streets, Mary."

"Working in this clothing store..."

The clerk slowly shook hands with Deadpool and introduced himself.

However, before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes, fell heavily, and foamed at the mouth.

"Looks like he's too scared."

"Now we have free clothes to wear."

Deadpool propped up his incomplete upper body, looked at the fallen clerk inside the counter, and nodded slightly.

"Deadpool, you really..."

"Hey……"

"I'll pay you later."

Saitama sighed helplessly, he had absolutely no way to deal with Deadpool.

As Deadpool recovered, the cardboard box in his hand gradually became unable to bear the weight of Deadpool's bones. Saitama simply pulled Deadpool out of the box and let him heal on his own in the clothing store.

"It's a little cold here."

As a result, Deadpool, whose upper body was covered with flesh and blood and whose lower body was only a skeleton, was exposed to the air. With his hands on the ground, his muscles were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Within a short while, it began to take shape and was able to walk on its own.

"Saitama, please help me see if I have any nice clothes."

Deadpool was posing in front of the life-size mirror, using a tape measure to measure the various data of his new body.

"No, you do it yourself."

Facing Deadpool's request, Saitama just shook his head and walked out of the clothing store indifferently.

He looked back at the store. The naked man walking around was obviously a head shorter than usual. He took this opportunity to try on some girly suspenders, and he wore them right away. They seemed to fit well.

At the same time, Deadpool also noticed Saitama who was looking at him, and gave Saitama a wink, which brought a strong visual impact to Saitama.

"I do not see it……"

"I do not see it……"

"I do not see it……"

Saitama quickly turned his face and lowered his head, pretending not to see the ugly humanoid female creature.

But a moment later, someone patted his shoulder again. Saitama didn't want to see the other person. He knew that once he did, he would probably lose his appetite and even have nightmares for a few days.

"Let's go."

"Little bald head."

Deadpool changed out of the girl's suspenders and walked out in a youthful and lively Japanese school uniform.

When Saitama saw the Deadpool standing in front of him, he felt as if his heartbeat stopped for a moment, followed by the feeling of a foreign body welling up from deep in his stomach.

"vomit……"

Saitama pushed Deadpool away, leaned over, and spit it out.

"What's wrong with you, little bald man?"

At the same time, Saitama also saw from the corner of his eye that Deadpool's strong legs were covered with a layer of pure white stockings, surrounding him, and he was very anxious.

"vomit……"

Saitama spat harder.

"Little Baldy, we have to leave quickly. The Water Man still needs our help."

Before Saitama could empty his stomach, Deadpool pulled Saitama and ran towards the Marava Art Center, completely ignoring Saitama who was vomiting all the way.

"What... water... people?"

When Saitama felt that Deadpool who was pulling him finally stopped, he covered his mouth and asked intermittently.

"Hold……"

However, Deadpool did not answer Saitama's question and just cursed in surprise.

"what?"

After Saitama wiped his mouth and cheered up a little, he stood up and looked at Deadpool, only to find that Deadpool was looking up at the sky.

So Saitama followed Deadpool's gaze and saw the towering giant monster and the cloaked figure fighting with it.

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