Marvel's Deadpool Reboot

Chapter 1 Deadpool restarts! ! The anti-hero must rise

In a mountainous area relatively remote from New York City, a World War II-era bomb shelter is isolated from the city.

It is located among mass graves in the mountains. Most of the graves here are of American soldiers who died during World War II.

Most of the tombs have no tombstones, so no one knows their names. At a glance, they are just uneven hills.

The desolate and silent atmosphere makes people have no desire to get close. Only some patriots will come here to send a bouquet of flowers to the souls who lie here.

Compared with the tomb, the setting of the air raid shelter is more eye-catching.

It is surrounded by large and small tombs, and the dark passage is like a devil's eye, always watching the humans who want to get closer.

There were rumors that the air raid shelters were filled with deadly poison gas developed during World War II.

As long as a person goes in and takes a breath, the poisonous gas will immediately attack the body, and the whole body will fester and die.

In response, the government also set up signboards around the air raid shelters to prevent curious people from intruding.

The perimeter of the air raid shelter is dilapidated and overgrown, retaining the atmosphere of decades ago.

But there is a strange world inside the air-raid shelter, because the place is remote and comes with scary rumors.

This makes this forgotten air raid shelter an excellent secret base.

"Where am I and why am I tied up?"

Wade woke up from his dream. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was not the flawless white ceiling of the hospital but the dark cement wall above his head.

He struggled hard and found that he could not break free from the shackles that bound his hands.

His head was not fixed. He slightly raised his head to the extreme position and began to look at this unfamiliar environment.

Doctors in white coats can be seen everywhere here walking back and forth, but no one noticed Weide's situation.

In other words, they have already become accustomed to such patients.

There are doctors wearing white coats, which proves that this may be a hospital with a not very good environment, or it may be an underground hospital.

From time to time, Wade would hear moans coming from other corners, which sounded very painful.

He couldn't help but think of what happened before he fell asleep. He only remembered that he fell asleep during the circumcision, and when he woke up, he found that the hospital had changed.

Not only is the environment here bad, the sanitation is extremely poor, even the air is full of musty smell, as if the windows have not been opened, allowing the air to die inside.

The lifeless atmosphere frightened Wade, and he began to wonder if he had been dragged into a small dark room by a black-hearted doctor to have his kidney cut off.

"No, I'm dead. Please let me go."

A man's crying plea came from beside Wade.

Wei De turned around and saw that there were white curtains hanging on both sides of him, preventing Wei De from seeing what was happening next door.

"He's not cured? It doesn't look like he's a kidney transplant doctor."

Wei De felt a little better when he thought of this. At least he knew that the man came here to treat a disease and not to sell his kidney.

"Do not."

The man's high-pitched scream startled Wade.

"The circumcision sounds so miserable. Could it be that the circumcision was done in the wrong place?"

Wei De also began to worry about his brother's comfort, but he was tied to the operating table and could not move at all.

After a while, the sound of equipment being packed came from next door.

"Okay, looks like failure, let's go. Angel, our new patient is impatient to wait."

Soon a young man wearing a white coat with a short haircut and obvious beard on his chin came over.

The gentle tone of his voice made Weide think he might be a kind doctor.

"I don't want to be treated anymore by the doctor. I found that it is beneficial to keep it. After all, it is also a part of the body. As the saying goes, the hair and skin of the body are inherited by the parents. How can we cruelly cut off a part of ourselves and not take good care of ourselves? How can my body be filial to my parents? Thinking about it, I really made a wrong decision."

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