Chapter 20: Sad Wade

"Really," seeing that his girlfriend still looked worried, Wade Wilson patted her hand lightly and said with relief, "The communication between the two of us is very ...... Pleasant. ”

Thinking of the boy who pretended to be at a loss and confessed that he was not bad for money, Deadpool was speechless, and it took a long time to use the word "pleasant" to summarize the conversation between the two.

"Yes, you have bought more than 700 physiological health books at one time," Vanessa, who let go of her worries, wiped her tears and glanced at her lover, and said angrily: "I don't even have an illustration, and I don't know what this kind of book looks like." ”

"It would be better if the number of those textbooks could be a little less," Wade also sighed: "More than 700 copies, still textbooks, just rely on the Internet to deal with, when will they be sold." ”

"However, it is better than him pursuing the matter of infiltrating the villa. ”

"What are you doing at Evan Glazer's villa?"

Vanessa doesn't have the big-picture view of Wade Wilson, but she knows just as well as she watches TV at home when she's okay that the genius scientist is hot in the United States and around the world.

What's more, the news also claimed that visitors from other worlds would stay in Yiwen's villa, and if this matter was really big, I am afraid that they would only have to pack their bags and go to the Middle East.

"I was going to look for the Hulk, but when I arrived, the Hulk had already left. ”

Wade picked up the empty wine glass on the table, stared at the friend opposite for a long time, and found that he had no intention of inviting himself to another drink, so he glanced at the stingy other party and threw the wine glass back on the table.

"Hulk?"

Hearing his girlfriend's voice, Wade secretly screamed badly, turned his head cautiously, and met his girlfriend's gaze as if he was going to eat people.

"Honey," Vanessa said in a creepy and soft tone, without giving Wade Wilson a chance to defend herself, "If you really don't want to live, I can rip out your heart tonight and squeeze it into meat sauce and spread bread and eat it, and you don't have to go to the Hulk to die." ”

"I ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Vanessa's raised fingers were in front of Wade's lips.

Ignoring her boyfriend who was stunned there, the woman took a sip of champagne from her glass and got up to leave.

After taking two steps, she stopped, turned to Wade Wilson and said, "Push it away, I don't care how big the list is, or you won't come back to see me again." ”

"Of course, if you think that I can look at those physiology and health textbooks and give birth to a child by myself without you, then I haven't said anything!"

After saying that, Vanessa turned away without hesitation, she was forcing her lover to make a choice, because she didn't want the other party to live this life and death dilemma again.

Looking away from his girlfriend's departing figure, Wade shrugged his shoulders helplessly at Wither.

"I think she's right," advises the barkeeper, who is a friend, "you don't think about yourself, you have to think about her, and the children you might have in the future." ”

"The black market is suitable for animals to make a living, and we accept villains here to make extra money, but if you want to support your family and make a steady living, it's best to stay as far away from here as possible. ”

"How do I feel like you're scolding me on the ground?"

Wade glanced at Wither, and both of them burst out laughing.

After laughing, Mr. Deadpool, who is notorious both in the black market and around bars, sighed unwillingly: "$300,000 ......"

"yes, how many girl friends can you buy!"

Glaring at the friend who answered indiscriminately, Wade took out his phone.

Of course he heard the ridicule in Wither's words, but he really couldn't refute it.

The queen of the family has already spoken, what can he do but give up this task.

You can't really drive away your lover who is worthy of being entrusted for life and spend 300,000 yuan to spend all day and wine, right?

What's more, with his current appearance, 300,000 people who want to find a girlfriend who satisfies him may not be able to do so.

Coupled with the uncertainty of the private commission, maybe after I insist on completing this task, I will not be able to get back the 300,000 US dollars at all, and the hard-earned task items can only be smashed in my hands.

When the time comes, he will really be gone to his lover and the money will be gone, maybe he will only be able to take the Hulk's shorts for the rest of his life.

After his own cranky thoughts, which were half relieved and half self-deceptive, Wade Wilson's heart was much more comfortable.

Except for a little pain, mixed with suffocation, and tingling, it was not uncomfortable at all, really, he wanted to open it very much.

"Are you alright?"

Wither looked at Wade Wilson, who was holding up the phone and crying as if he had suddenly discovered that his dog was male, and he didn't know how to persuade him for a long time.

He knew his friend well.

To sweep the graves of his biological parents, he has to take away the bouquets he brought with him when he leaves, and freeze them in the refrigerator when he goes home, so that he can use them again in the next year, and now let him give up a large order worth $300,000, how can he not be sad.

Especially at this time, all the savings of him and his girlfriend have already made an early investment for the healthy growth of the next generation, and in this case, letting him give up such a huge amount of commission is no less than taking a needle to prick his heart into a hedgehog.

"Bang bang bang-"

Pounding his chest hard, the muffled sound made Wither's heart ache faintly just by hearing it, but Wade Wilson didn't realize it, holding tears of humiliation while pressing the digital buttons on his phone under the spur of love.

"Waitβ€”"

Wade Wilson stopped what he was doing, flipped through the photo for a long time, and then said to his good friend with teary eyes: "Wither, you can refer to it for me." ”

"On the back of this photo is the address of a villa and a phone number that eventually contacted him, and he didn't tell me that the villa belonged to Evan Glazer and not to Bruce Banner, so you say, is he responsible for the textbooks I had no choice but to buy?"

"What do you want to do, put on your tights, touch the head of his bed in the middle of the night and stab him into a shower?"

"Why do you think that," Wade Wilson wiped the corners of his eyes, giving me a look of pity, "You actually doubt me?"

"Give it," Wither took out another bottle of champagne from behind and handed it over, waving his hand angrily: "Go home and complain about your Vanessa, don't come to disgust me." ”

"I'm still suspicious of you, you go around our neighborhood and ask, who doesn't know what kind of character you Wade Wilson is. ”

"It's all you, a guy who hates out of love, who is ruining my reputation!"

Wade took two sips of champagne to the cow, with a look of disgust, the black-hearted thing on the other side was becoming less and less a thing, and the taste of this champagne was not much different from pure water.

"I'm one of the few good gentlemen here, and I didn't say anything when the military's mutant research lab tricked me into doing gene transplant research, and I didn't say anything, let alone some insignificant dollars. ”

"Yes, good sir. ”

Wither wiped his glass and chimed in with no sincerity.

"It didn't take long for the inside of the laboratory to be exposed to the public, the general who presided over the experiment also died in the assassination, and then there was an inexplicable mutant riot, all of which had nothing to do with 'Mr. Yes' Wade Wilson. ”

Wade didn't bother to pay attention to this bad friend who exposed his old background, and pressed the buttons one by one according to the numbers after the photo, and dialed the client's emergency contact number for him.

The middle-aged man who had just come out of the wetland park rang the phone, he took out his mobile phone, groaned for a while before connecting, and put it to his ear, but did not speak.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

A perverted voice that he could hear when he turned to ashes came from the other end of the phone, and his nerves, which had been a little relaxed from the completion of a task, immediately tensed.

Secretly turned on the positioning equipment, and the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice: "Who?"

"Deadpool!"

"Of course, familiar friends also call me Britney, in fact, you can also call me that, but you didn't pay the money last time, if you are qualified to be called like this this time, then at least you need to pay ......"

"Got the cane?"

The middle-aged man asked, his expression a little solemn.

He knew what kind of protection level that boy's villa was, and the other party could get the "Force Field Cane" in just a few days, which was really worthy of his big name on the black market.

"Cane?" Wade Wilson was confused by the client's question, "Aren't they Hulk's shorts?"

"Doot-doo-"

Stunned for a moment, Wade Wilson took the phone from his ear, looked at Wither's inquiring gaze, coughed dryly, took out a book from his backpack at his feet, and slapped it on the bar.

"This is today's wine money, and you don't need to give me change for the rest, just put it in the account first and use it as the wine money when I come next time." ”

With that, Wade picked up his backpack and ran, fleeing the bar in the blink of an eye, without giving Wither a chance to keep him enthusiastically.

"Count you as fast as you run!"

Wither, who was about to smash, put down the wine bottle in his hand, picked up the book on the table and flipped through it, and then threw it aside angrily: "Who made up this broken book, there is not even an illustration, it is strange that children can learn things with this kind of textbook, it is better to buy two discs and read them for yourself if you have that spare time!"

PS: Today's Dragon Boat Festival, I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival.

Originally, I wanted to add more to the Dragon Boat Festival, but I had to go out in two days, so I saved up a manuscript first to ensure that I continued to update this week, and after this weekend, I should be able to be free, and then I will add more to everyone.

In addition, this year's World Cup is toxic, you who play football should pay attention to it, entertainment can be, there is no need to make a fortune by pointing to this thing in a desperate way, and those who are vain are prone to misfortune, and we encourage everyone.

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