Players In Marvel

"Let's go." Francis grabbed Vanessa and pushed in Wade's direction, "Look at how considerate I am."

"Now you're like a man, our personal grievances will be resolved later."

Wade grabbed Vanessa and took two steps back, keeping a safe distance from Francis.

He originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to rescue Vanessa, but he never thought that Francis would let her go so easily.

"I'm not someone who threatens women." Francis said with narrowed eyes.

He seems to have forgotten what he said to Tao Baibai in the car before.

Did you see it?

He is a man through and through!

Damn the pink **** who only knows how to collect money!

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"Wade? Absolutely, you are Wade!"

Vanessa's eyes widened, excitedly wanting to tear off Wade's unsightly red mask.

"Hey, honey, wait!"

Just as Wade was about to say something, Vanessa's expression suddenly changed, and she slammed a fist into Wade's face.

Then, the fist that didn't stop like a rainstorm slammed into Wade's head and slammed down on his chest. This woman was frantically venting her dissatisfaction with Wade.

Just when Vanessa was about to kick Wade under him, Wade quickly covered it with his hands, shaking his head like a wave.

"No, no, dear, listen to me, don't fight there, this will be your happiness for the rest of your life."

"Explain, explain, say it!" Vanessa grabbed Wade's neck and shouted loudly.

Two years ago, there was no reason, let alone a goodbye!

Without warning, Wade disappeared from her world.

This **** is simply unforgivable!

Vanessa's eyes were flushed, and tears kept swirling in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I should have solved the trouble sooner. You and I have had a hard time these past few years. I'm sorry, I left at the beginning."

Wade's voice trembled slightly.

"I should have confessed to you a long time ago, but baby, you have to know that the person under the mask may not be what you are familiar with in your memory."

"You mean this mask?"

Vanessa reached out to take off the mask, but Wade seemed to be frightened and took two steps back subconsciously.

Vanessa paused slightly, but reached out to Wade again firmly.

"Are you sure?" Wade's voice trembled.

"Of course." Vanessa took off Wade's mask with a smile.

Looking at the face in front of her, which was full of pits and pits, and even had no hair, she suddenly smiled.

"Wow~ I think after a short adaptation period, I can drink a lot of wine, and I can't make do with it."

Before she finished speaking, Vanessa suddenly tiptoed around Wade's neck and closed her eyes.

What?

Wade was stunned for a moment, and when he felt the familiar and soft touch from his mouth again, the pain that had been tightly suppressed in his heart instantly disappeared without a trace, and he put his arms around Vanessa, deepening the touch.

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"Hello?" Francis raised his eyebrows, "Although I don't want to interrupt you, can you pay attention to the people next to you?"

The romantic atmosphere was stabbed abruptly, and Wade pulled Vanessa behind him and raised his eyebrows provocatively.

"Oh, I get it."

"It looks like you were dumped by Little Rabbit Man. The air is really sour."

Wade fanned his hand in front of his nose, the irony inside and outside of his words is self-evident.

"Heh." Francis sneered, "Let's play tricks now, and you might be able to be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks later."

"Come out, zombie army!"

The voice fell, and countless dark shadows crawled out of the narrow alley.

The corpses stitched with black thread climbed out of the trash can, the abandoned open space next to them, and the corners of the shadows.

The re-stitched corpses were stuffed with souls that didn't belong to them.

They are the most terrifying zombie army.

It will tear the enemy in front of her into pieces with its sharp claws.

"Roar~"

A low growl in his voice.

The zombies stared at Wade and Vanessa who were in the encirclement, as if they saw lambs in captivity.

This is a sumptuous and delicious "meal".

It will inevitably become the pedal for them to no longer be failures.

"What is this?"

Wade looked at the thing covered with white bandages not far away, and his face suddenly showed disgust.

After all, this is a humanoid creature.

But what are the others?

What the **** are things with tiger heads, elephant trunks, and crocodile tails?

Even uglier than Wade's graffiti.

"It's unappetizing, I'm going to spit out the sandwich I ate in the morning. I said Francis, your hobby should really change, it's too low."

"Also, don't you think you can beat me with these rubbish?"

Wade looked up at the sky and corrected it very seriously.

"People say that whimsical things are daydreams, but now it's obviously night, can you be a little bit aware?"

It seems that Wade's words made the zombies feel insulted, and all kinds of strange-shaped guys howled at Wade.

"How dare you underestimate zombies!"

"Fuck him!"

"Kill him to death and bite him with your mouth!"

The zombies roared and rushed up.

However…

"Watch me cut you into strips!"

Wade pulled out the two knives behind his back and threw himself into the zombie swarm.

The two knives in their hands flew up and down, and with the cold light flashing, the zombies were cut off their heads, arms, and legs.

For a while, there was blood and rain in the alley, and this scene was simply tragic.

…

What is this?

With her back to the corner, Vanessa, who was hiding behind Wade, stared at the darkness in front of her in disbelief.

These monsters that seem to be sewn together with corpses, why do they seem... an inexplicable sense of joy?

She even saw two old acquaintances among the zombies.

The Jackman and his wife, who danced in the bar for a lot of age, ended up drinking too much and died on the way.

What's this?

Carnival of corpses?

The question is how do these corpses move?

The key still speaks?

This is totally against common sense!

Vanessa was stunned, she even began to wonder if she was dreaming now.

All this is really too magical.

…

Wait a minute?

This guy looks familiar.

Wade slashed at the zombie's head, holding the dry head in his hand, tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"Cunningham?"

"Hey, friend, how long has it been since we met?"

"It seems like we haven't seen each other since we split up in that **** lab last time."

"Don't answer me, I know what you want to say."

Without waiting for the other party to say anything, Wade cut off his head mercilessly.

Although he did not know how these corpses were resurrected.

But obviously.

This Cunningham wasn't the man he was familiar with who "planned to go home and make banana pancakes for the kids."

That man is no longer there, only the desecrated body survived.

Wade doesn't have any psychological burden when he cuts.

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