"Dude, you come to New York, don't you even know me?"
Wade pointed to his mask, and pulled the uniform on the upper half of his body to show the color: "You take a closer look at what I'm wearing, come, say the name on your lips, and tell me out loud, who am I?"
There is a prize for a correct answer!
”The midnight roadside lights flashed across the driver's face, and he focused on driving, glancing at the red and what color uniform, and suddenly realized: "Spider-Man!
You're Spider-Man, right?
Hehe, superheroes, the kind that can swish around!
”Deadpool's head tilted to the side, the outline of the smile under the mask disappeared, is his uniform so similar to Spider-Man?
Although everyone is a good friend, but he obviously debuted earlier, and he is more handsome and intimidating, what does Peter's little virgin compare to himself?
He adjusted his seat belt and leaned his back against the door so that his upper body could face the driver: "Friend, what's your name?"
”"Dupende, Mr.
Spider-Man."
The driver smiled and changed gears, and he had already shaken off the terminator behind him, so he could drive slower, otherwise he would be fined if he was caught in the speeding video.In the city, you can drive to 120 miles, well, as long as it's fast enough, the surveillance can't shoot you."
Du Pengde, the name is good, but I'm afraid you don't have any research on New York, and the immigration strategy is not good."
Wade pointed to his face, and his little white eyes widened: "I'm Deadpool, not Batman, not Spider-Man, I'm a mercenary, a super anti-hero." ”"Oh, Mr.
DP, I remember, isn't it American to call you that?"
The smiling Duppon turned on his turn signal and drifted around the corner, not taking Deadpool seriously in the slightest, it seems that he had never heard of it.“......
Didn't you hear clearly?
I'm a mercenary, an anti-hero, the kind that has killed a lot of people. ”Deadpool was disappointed with the driver's bland reaction, could it be that he didn't have any cards for ordinary people?
He should cheer and then ask for autographs to take a photo, real Americans are obsessed with serial killers, and an Indian who wants to fit in with American society has to imitate others!
Du Pengde looked at him incomprehensibly, pulled the handbrake to stabilize the body, and slammed the steering wheel: "But what does this have to do with me as a taxi driver?"
”Wade, who stretched his neck, covered his mouth and was speechless for a while, yes, what people said makes sense.Taxi drivers are not a high-income group, and no one will hire an assassin to kill a driver, according to the normal trajectory of life, he and Du Pengde should be two parallel lines, and there will never be a business intersection.In the dark, Deadpool seems to feel something called fate, which connects the two together."
What is this?"
He suddenly reached out and pointed at the steering wheel."
What?
Ah, daydreaming daffodils can make you feel like you're wandering on the banks of the Ganges. ”Duppon happily introduces the little jar to the passenger, the scent on the dashboard he thought Deadpool was referring to.Wade shook his head and pointed again, "I mean the picture on your keychain, who is she?"
”It was a typical Indian woman, with a ring on her nose and a scarf on her head, and she looked a little fat, but she was pretty anyway.At the mention of this topic, the smile on Du Pengde's face faded, and the street lamp outside the window could not illuminate the darkness in front of him."
She's Geeta, she could have married me as a good wife, but unfortunately, she fell in love with my cousin, Bandu, Bandu's despicability and shamelessness are as superb as his sister's skills, so ......"
Deadpool with his hands on his chest nodded: "Man, I think it's really fate that made us meet today......"
The driver blinked: "I thought it was a taxi app." ”"Don't worry about the details!"
Deadpool stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, as if to erase the darkness in front of the driver's friend: "In addition to being a super mercenary, I am also a well-known expert on gender feelings, I can help you recover the guitar, love, you have to hold it tightly in your own hands!"
”As he spoke, his raised hand clenched into a fist, as if it had choked the throat of fate.Du Pengde also learned Deadpool to clench his fists with a suspicious expression: "So, can you help me persuade Geeta?"
”"What?
No, man, I'm a mercenary, and you can't afford my price, so I can't break the rules. ”Deadpool shook his head, he clasped his nostrils through the mask: "But I can teach you how to do it, my cousin often says, if you can't solve the problem, just solve the person who caused the problem, you can ......
Bandu" While squeezing his eyebrows and hinting, Wade turned his fist into a palm and made a back and forth motion on his neck."
Do you have a cousin too?"
The Indian driver was a little confused, and he really started to think about Deadpool's advice: "Did you kill him too?"
”The collapse of adults was in an instant, and the body fragrance on Wade's body made him flutter even more.He loves Geeta so much that he can't stand it just thinking of Geeta being with his cousin!"
Uh......
My cousin is fine, and besides, it's not a problem that happened to me. ”Deadpool's voice was much quieter, and he looked at it: "Your problem, it's not enough to kill Bandu, you should disemboweled your cousin and skin it like you make roast beef, and put the corpse to rot before throwing it in front of Geeta's house." ”"Is that all it takes?
Will Geeta change her mind?
”The driver licked his lips and moved his Adam's apple up and down: "But we Indians don't eat beef, and it may be difficult for me to implement this method." ”"Then it's grilled fish!
Anyway, this plan is in place, and if she doesn't want to, I have a backup plan to teach you. ”Deadpool patted the driver on the shoulder and proudly cocked Erlang's legs."
Huhuhu......
I see, thank you, Mr.D. ”The driver's brother took a few deep breaths and squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth, his eyes changed and became full of murderous energy.Deadpool is very pleased with this, and every time he sees someone walking on the bright road, he feels a sense of accomplishment in helping others, which is a pleasure that mercenary work alone cannot bring him.However, at this moment, he seemed to see an acquaintance outside the car window."
Wait, Dupponde, park the car on the side of the road, I see a friend."
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He motioned for the driver to pause, and after the car came to a steady stop, he slipped down: "You hit the watch first, and I'll be back right away." ”"I know, you see the mission goal, right?
I don't know anything, you just go about it. ”The Indian driver lowered his head and played with his keychain, looked at the photo with a broken smile on his face, and whispered, "Gita ......
Geeta ......
"Deadpool didn't know what was going on behind him, and he saw Fury, who was also wearing a black leather trench coat at night, passing by the roadside alley.Anyway, if you want to sell symbiotes, sell them to S.H.I.E.L.D. too, and if you can make a deal halfway, you can save a few dollars on the taxi fare."
Fury!
Don't go, I want to make a deal with you!
”Wade shook his head and ran to the back in front like a Korean drama male protagonist, and the black braised egg also slowly turned around like another Korean drama male protagonist, the surrounding time seemed to slow down, and the garbage bins on the side of the road were all with a high-gloss and white beauty effect.It was supposed to be a scene of victory.But just as the two were about to shake hands, venom suddenly burst out from Deadpool's body, and the fangs and sharp teeth tumbling in the black waves bit Fury's head off with just one bite, chewing like jelly beans.'
Before, it was this black man who locked himself up and bullied me when I didn't have a host, and now I've been caught, right?'
Give me death!
’Venom thinks so, after having a host, it is no longer the original it, three hours to the west of the river, three hours to the east of the river, don't bully the symbiotic poor!"
Holy......," Deadpool looked at Fury, who had no head and upper half of his chest in front of him, but kept spewing electric sparks from his body, falling in front of him, feeling a little confused.