The so-called disposal of failed products may have been easy in the past, but it is really difficult to put it on Wade today.The workers in charge of deactivating the test subjects tried all sorts of things, from kitchen knives to chainsaws, from heavy machine guns to laser weapons, and even if Wade was thrown into the crematorium and roasted, he would not die.Even the guy was chatting with the non-existent audience in the flames, saying that he was performing a barbecue to burn himself, and asked for a reward.There is no way, you can't kill it, and you can't just throw it out, so you have to find a place to lock it up.Wade was anesthetized and transferred to a secret black cell, where there were some other strange failed experiments.A cell for each of them, with a bed and a toilet, but not a dehumanizing captivity, the prison provided Wade with a large number of shame magazines in exchange for him talking as little as possible.It can't be helped, if he doesn't find something to do, even if it's to himself, he'll talk loudly to the prison guards and drive them crazy with endless nonsense.After about a week of detention, he had already driven a company of people crazy, and when people looked at his rotten chrysanthemum-like face and heard his voice, their minds would often go blank, and their minds would not be able to connect with each other.Magazines for quiet, it's a deal, and mercenaries are always not satisfied with a deal."
I guess I look like a human hot dog right now, or the kind with yellow mustard squeezed."
Wade was lying on the bed with Erlang's legs crossed, flipping through the fruit girl magazine in his hand, he was not wearing clothes, because the skin cancer had caused him to rot on his chest and belly, and he had been bleeding yellow pus for the last few days, making his clothes sticky and uncomfortable."
Speaking of old iron, I feel that I am more terrible here than having cancer, after all, I have freedom with cancer, here I don't have any activities except for jerking off every day, the amount of exercise is too low, and I will gain weight after a long time."
Quietly in the cell, Wade communicated through his own mind and the black and red dialog box that popped up above his head."
What?
You said I should be jailbroken?
This can be there, why didn't I think about it before?
I can break from prison!
”Wade sat up, his arms on his thighs, and sat on the edge of the bed with his head bowed to think, he looked solemn and serious: "I can tell at a glance that the patrol guy is a faggot, after all, the people who can put up with my face now are mentally ill or perverted, if I tempt him with my own asshole, he should find a way to go to prison and fuck me."
This way I can take the opportunity to kill him, take his keys and weapons, and release all the test items as cannon fodder, while I sneak out of the sewers, like in The Shawshank Redemption. ”"I'm a, but I'm not mentally retarded, what do you mean by saying the prison escape plan to my face?"
A voice suddenly sounded beside him, and when he turned around, the fat jailer was watching him unkindly from outside the iron bar, and the electric baton was still slapping in his hand.Wade scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Uh, did I just say that?"
Or are you having auditory hallucinations?
If you need a doctor, I can also introduce you to one. ”"You said it, although I have a special X, the more I am excited about the dirtier and more disgusting things, and your chrysanthemum is naturally no exception."
The jailer's fat tongue licked his lips and shook his head with some regret: "But now that you know your plan, you don't want to tempt me, stupid x." ”"Gan!"
Wade grinned and stamped his foot, why couldn't he control his mouth?
And at this moment, all of a sudden, the jailer rolled his eyes and feet off the ground, and twitched like a fish out of water, and his pants instantly became wet."
ShhhAre you in place just by fantasizing about my and air?
”Wade gasped, and gave a thumbs up with admiration, and after the thumb fell off, he quickly picked it up from the ground and put it together: "You can float against gravity by obscenity, I would like to call you the strongest, but for the sake of me making you so cool as a fantasy side dish, can you let me out?"
”But in the next second, the fat jailer exploded silently, and a large amount of blood and flesh flew over the fence, turning Wade into a bloody man in an instant.A large intestine covered with feces and fat wrapped around his neck, almost suffocating him.A red light lit up in the dark corridor, and where the fat boy was standing just now, a figure in black and yellow armor appeared, the other party was shaking the brains on his hands, and a hoarse and rough demonic voice sounded: "Wade, are you ready to go home?"
”"Wait, Deathknell?
I seem to know you, when did you meet and by the way, you don't mean 'going back to your hometown', do you?
Some places like to call the killer back home. ”Wade ripped off the intestines around his neck and went to the toilet to get his clothes and pants, looking a little hesitant.He tried his best to think, but it was clear that brain cancer and experiments had affected his memory."
What stupid things are you talking about?
I'm your cousin, I'm here to save you. ”Su Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the lock on the cell door was crumpled like soft mud, and Wade regained his freedom.The heavy iron door creaked and slowly opened."
Those scoundrels may have ruined my brain, I feel like you're familiar with me, and have something to do with me, but I can't remember your real name and face."
Wade knocked on his head and said with some distress: "Don't leave in a hurry first, let's take a look at the relationship between the characters, okay?"
Because you didn't throw up when you saw me, I suspect you're mentally ill. ”"Whatever you want, just ask."
Su Ming walked into the cell with his arms crossed, picked up the magazine on the bed and looked at it, found some suspicious white turbid mucus on it, threw it aside, and wiped his hands on the wall: "I killed all the jailers in the prison and destroyed the monitoring probe, we have at least half an hour to chat." ”Wade nodded, he took his clothes as a package, packing those magazines: "Let's start with your name, and then introduce the basic information about your profession, personal hobbies, and the hand you like to use when handjob, if you say it's my cousin, you should have a lot in common with me, right?"
Otherwise, how can they be relatives?
”The strangulation slowly seeped into his skin, revealing a death knell's face: "You're Wade Wilson, I'm Slade Wilson, we're cousins" "Wait, if we're all surnamed Wilson, shouldn't we be cousins?"
”Wade shook his head again and again, although he had some amnesia, it didn't mean that he was stupid."
You're wrong, that's the general situation."
Su Ming shook his head very calmly, and took out a small pistol from his waist bag to defend his cousin: "Actually, we are half-brothers, and your mother is a junior, so we are cousins." ”It dawned on Wade that, just like Vanessa and her little sisters, a group of women could become sisters because of a man, so that their children would be cousins."
I see, my mind is very messy now, I only remember that I am an orphan, and I can't remember too many things, so are my parents dead?""
It's all dead."
Death Knell opens his eyes and tells nonsense, anyway, this is something that cannot be proven."
I see, you do look like me who was handsome before, and the audience made me believe in you."
Wade put the burden full of magazines around his neck, picked up the gun on the bed and walked quickly outside the prison: "Cousin, let's go, some sluts have ruined my face, I have to settle accounts with them" Su Ming raised his mask and followed Wade who was running wildly, his voice was still so dark and hoarse, he said: "Here comes brother." ”