"Hey—"

Deadpool turned his head when he heard the sound, glanced at the smirking little ghost next to him, and turned back again, waiting intently for the light.

"Hello, do you also worship superheroes?"

The boy twisted the mountain bike under him, approached Deadpool's beloved car, and babbled, "I've always dreamed of having a suit like Captain America, but my pocket money doesn't support me to do so." ”

"Maybe I can save the money, but I can't help but buy Iron Man and Skywalker figurines, especially Iron Man's figurines. ”

"You know, there's no steel suit for sale, so figurines are some of the best collectibles I can get my hands on. ”

"Sometimes I think it would be nice if I had a signed photo of Mr. Tony Stark or Mr. Evan Glazer, especially Mr. Evan Glazer. ”

"Oh my God, he's about my age, and he's become a world-renowned inventor. ”

"Actually, I tried to make some things, but it was too hard, but it worked, I mean, I was lucky. ”

"Did You Know ......"

"Listen kid," Deadpool interrupted the little boy angrily, "I have a very important fact to do, and if I go late, I will probably be deducted by some stingy guy, so don't take my arm and say something that has nothing to do with saving the world, just stand aside obediently, and I'll give you a signed photo of a superhero when I get back." ”

"Really? Miss Natasha?"

The boy asked for the first time, and after reacting, he explained to himself: "Ah...... I think her pictures might be more collectible, and of course Miss Vi's would be better, or Tony Stark's or Mr. Evan Glazer's, I mean, Hulk's?"

Deadpool squinted at the boy beside him and interrupted, "It's your favorite and favorite Mr. 'Deadpool', sandwiched in an illustrated physical health textbook and given to you!"

"Deadpool?" the boy looked confused, "Who's that?"

“......”

"Hey," Wade tapped his clothes and reminded, "Look here, boy, don't you remember anything?"

Seeing that the boy was still shaking his head, he said in a tone that you can't help: "You are so outdated, you don't know Deadpool, the appearance and strength of the Avengers, and the dream lover of countless and girls." ”

"By the way," Deadpool, who turned his head, suddenly turned back and asked, "Since you don't know, why are you holding me and touching my arm!"

"Because of this dress," the boy said, pointing to Deadpool's clothes and in an envious tone, "I don't know which superhero it is, but it's really beautiful." ”

"I love the red suit, like Mr. Tony Stark's steel suit. ”

"Can you tell me where I bought it, I'm going to start saving pocket money from now on. ”

"Don't be delusional, you can't buy this thing!"

Deadpool flicked the shoulder corners of his tights like a suit, and pretended not to care about showing off: "This is my exclusive suit, which is out of print for countless evil villains." ”

"You're a superhero too?"

The boy looked at him with a surprised expression, and his slightly childish voice was full of surprise.

"Oh~ just kidding, I'm a line!"

"Does the Avengers know?"

Deadpool asked, saw the boy nodding, pointed to himself and introduced: "Deadpool, an indispensable member of the Avengers, is as important as butter between two slices of bread." ”

"Wow~"

The boy looked yearning, and then as if he thought of something, he asked suspiciously, "Why do you want to butter when you eat bread?"

"You have tuna too?"

Bad memories swirled through his mind as Deadpool looked at the boy's somewhat old mountain bike and raised his voice several times.

"I eat it directly, but it's actually ......"

Before the boy could finish speaking, Deadpool reached out and rubbed his hair, interrupting him: "Okay boy, today is your lucky day, and when I come back, I'll give you a suit that looks exactly like mine, as well as an autographed photo of the Avengers." ”

"Really?"

The boy was pleasantly surprised to hear Deadpool's promise.

"Of course!"

Deadpool waved his hand arrogantly, signaling that these were trivial matters.

"Can I be an Avenger then?"

"Of course...... What do you say?"

Deadpool wanted to agree, but quickly realized what the other party was asking for.

"I mean, can I join the Avengers and become a superhero as well?"

The boy looked at Deadpool expectantly and asked cautiously.

"No, you're too young, at this age you are going to a hotel with a fifty-year-old woman, and people won't give you the key if you want a room. ”

"Huh?"

Of course, the boy couldn't understand Deadpool's yellow tone, so he could only look at each other ignorantly.

"Don't be delusional boy, go back to class!"

Deadpool makes a chaser gesture to signal not to be whimsical.

"Aren't you going to test it, or maybe there's a quota for supernumerary staff?"

The boy did not give up and tried to convince the other party in his own way.

"Brush—"

Deadpool suddenly turned around, bent his middle and ring fingers down, made a funny gesture, and voiced loudly in his mouth, startling the boy next to him.

"Okay, the test is over, you're not qualified!"

After scaring people, Deadpool turned around like nothing and came to an unconvincing conclusion.

"Huh?"

The boy looked confused, and still hadn't realized what was going on.

"Okay, you go back to class, it's time for me to go, it's the third light!"

Seeing that the traffic light was passable, Deadpool patted the boy in front of him on the shoulder with his side, signaling him to get out of the way and leave.

"Wait a minute, sir," the boy argued by holding Deadpool's arm, "I wasn't ready, I thought you were joking with me." ”

"If I don't try again, I'm going to do well this time. ”

"By the way, what are we testing?"

"Emergency response capacity, or psychological capacity?"

"No, it's just just playing tricks on you!"

“......”

Such a straightforward answer was silent even for a long time, and after a long time he continued: "Sir, I really want to join the Avengers, even if it is a supernumerary. ”

"And I think I'm still capable, I usually like to DIY things, and I've made a super powerful electric stunner. ”

"Why don't you go to my house with me and I'll show you my inventions?"

"I don't have time right now, little ghost," Deadpool nodded at the finger that grabbed his arm and motioned for him to let go, "And it has nothing to do with your abilities, it's that you're too young, unless you're another Evan." ”

"Uh......"

"Alright then, excuse me, Mr. Deadpool, the lights are ready, I mean, you're welcome to my house. ”

The boy tried to say something more, but in the end he didn't say anything, let go of his grip on Deadpool, and dodged away in frustration.

The green traffic light flashed and turned red.

"Listen boy," Deadpool tapped him on the chest and admonished, "never look like a loser, it won't do anything but attract ridicule and unnecessary sympathy, aren't you going to be an avenger, you're going to be a superhero, show off your strength." ”

"Do I still have a chance?"

The boy looked at Deadpool with reddish eyes, like a discarded puppy.

"Not now because you're young, and when you grow up, you may not be able to become a superhero," Deadpool said, half cheering and half admonishing, "Even if you can't become a superhero in the eyes of everyone, you can become a superhero for your family." ”

"So...... Do you know what you're going to do?"

"Righteousness and courage, fighting evil?"

The boy replied tentatively.

"Shit!"

Deadpool reached out and slapped the boy on the head, causing him to let out a snort.

"That's our business, it's none of your business, what you have to do is to protect yourself, don't worry your family, and then be the strong man in life!"

"I ask you, do you have someone you like at school?"

"I didn't ...... Oh-"

Before he finished saying the negative, he was beaten again, and the boy grinned and rubbed his head, not daring to be hard again.

"Go and chase her down, so that you have one more person you need to protect, and you have a better chance of becoming a superhero like the Avengers. ”

"But I ......"

"It's nothing, but is there anyone bullying you at school?"

Deadpool didn't give the other party a chance to refute and continued to ask.

"There is ......."

"How did you clean them up?"

"My uncle said that when I go to high school, I won't meet those bad kids, tell the teacher if there is anything, don't fight and cause trouble. ”

"Let's eat!"

Deadpool scolded viciously, and seeing the boy's sluggish face, he explained in a perfunctory tone: "Ah, I mean those little bastards who bullied you." ”

"Whatever you do doesn't mean you have to go along with it, you should press them down the toilet one by one and spit on them. ”

"But, my uncle ......"

"You listen to your uncle for everything, isn't your aunt angry?"

"Huh?"

It's yellow again, but luckily the boy didn't understand.

"Listen boy, you're no longer a cutie who needs to sleep with Donald Duck in his arms," Deadpool put his palms together and pressed his cheeks together and made a sleeping gesture, "You're going to be a superhero, how can you fight evil with your cowardice, by dancing?"

"Listen to me, you go and win over the other classmates who have also been bullied, and then call your friends, and block the leading idiot in the toilet and beat him hard!"

"......"

Deadpool didn't care how much of an impact his words had on the good boys, and continued to teach the experience: "If he takes someone to take revenge on you, you run, and then find a chance for them to be left alone and call them back one by one, so that they know that you are not easy to mess with." ”

"Remember, you are not causing trouble, you are trying to save more people who are being bullied, you are a partner of justice, and you are not in the same position as evil. ”

Looking up at the traffic light that had changed back, Deadpool touched the boy's head and said goodbye to him: "I'm leaving, you be smart, don't be stupid and self-righteous, when you grow up, you will save the world, so protect yourself." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Deadpool, no one has ever told me so much, I'll do my best. ”

"By the way, I haven't told you my name yet, my name is ......"

The sentimental boy looked up, only to find that Mr. Deadpool, who was in a hurry, was already gone, so he had to whisper his name out in a somewhat embarrassed voice: "Peter Parker." ”

......

On the way to school, Peter thought about Andrew's fat and strong appearance, and instead of being as frightened as before, he was full of strength.

"I am a partner of justice, and if I don't share the sky with evil, justice will win!"

Silently cheering himself up, Peter pedaled the bicycle fast, and he couldn't wait to give the guy who bullied him with his age and size advantage to look good!

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