"Uh-huh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info little ghost, let go of your hands, that's not something you should touch, I don't want to teach you a lesson, and I don't want it to go off fire in your head. Wade spoke, as if the words that came out of his mouth had not been thought by his brain, and after he finished speaking, his face became solemn, and he did not smell the strong smell of wine on this little ghost, but a trace of blood.

The smell of blood on his body, combined with the fact that his hand was on Wade's waist at this time last summer, touching the handle of the gun, all this was very dangerous.

"You seem to be at the lowest point in your life, and it doesn't matter if you lose anything, right?" Summer tucked the pistol into his waist and spoke.

"Ahh Wade's mouth opened wide, he didn't seem to have imagined that he had been robbed in a bar, and what made Wade feel even more incredible was that he was a little persuaded by this little ghost that his whole life was going to be lost, and a gun was nothing.

At the height of his mood, Wade may have done one of the most incomprehensible things: "Hehe, what you said makes a lot of sense. As he spoke, he picked up his glass and bumped it into a summer beer bottle, as if he had found a soulmate.

"Spit... Bah. Wade just took a sip and spat out the liquid in his mouth, "Hell, what is this?" You don't know my tastes? Wade looked at the weasel with a disgruntled expression.

"Juice, nutritious, you need this." The weasel obviously also knew the news of Wade's serious illness, and as a friend, he also felt deep sympathy for Wade's situation.

No matter how confused Summer is, she realizes that the dungeon plot here is about to begin, and Summer is going to take down the factory before Wade destroys it.

In fact, everything is very simple, as long as you come here every night in the summer and wait for a special character to arrive. That particular character is called Smith, and it is the mutant black factory that he leads Wade into.

"Damn, how can this kind of thing hold customers." Wade thought to himself, threw down his glass, and was in a very bad mood, as if he knew that he would never get any more drinks here tonight, and got up and left.

"Hey, where are you going?" The weasel asked hurriedly.

Wade glanced back at the weasel in disgust, made a very yin-dang waist movement, turned and walked out of the bar.

"Well, I'll admit, Vanessa is tempting." The weasel shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

Summer watched all this silently, looking up and drinking all his beer, he had no intention of wasting time, and was ready to do the easiest task in this dungeon.

"Is there any mission, there is anything about the gang boss. You know, it's better to be there in the Manhattan ghetto. Summer asked. If you can get the quest from here, you might be able to get some information in the summer, and you can save a lot of effort.

"Hehe, friend, you haven't made a name for yourself yet, and no one will want to pay you. But you can sign up with me now, and I can get in touch with you. The weasel said with a smile.

Summer frowned, got up and left. In this dungeon world, Deadpool was created. In the summer, when the mentality is gradually changing, I am very eager for this mutant manufacturing factory. If he can get the special potion that induces mutant genes in the human body, and get the detailed process of making mutants, he can also have a powerful mutant army of his own in the summer. After all, his organizational template and team template were not given for free.

Although, for a homeless man who has just settled, such an idea is ridiculous. However, for the summer, it is better to be ambitious than not to be ambitious.

"Are you going to go too? Looking for a hot chick? The weasel's playful voice came from behind him, but it didn't get any response from Summer.

"It's as cold as a stone." The weasel snorted coldly.

Summer strode out, looked left and right in the dark alleys, walked briskly to the main road, and took a taxi.

"Where are you going? Mr? The black driver asked in a good manner.

"This is New York, right?" Summer asked.

"Uh, yes?" The driver was stunned for a moment, but still replied.

"Manhattan, the slums, the very chaotic kind, like Harlem." Summer gives a definite location. It's the most chaotic area in New York, a gathering place for blacks, the kind where gangs gather.

"What do you say? Sir, I'm afraid I'll have to invite you out of the car......" Before the black driver could finish his words, he was pressed to the head by the muzzle of a black hole, "Choose, give you three seconds." ”

The driver didn't hesitate and started the car directly. Shootings are a topic that American society can never jump over, and every night, people may be shot. This is no joke.

As the devastated lights on the road faded and the avenue slowly became dark and damp, Summer knew that she was not far from the slum.

"You can park as far as you can afford, but remember, don't let me go too far. You know the consequences of cheating on me. "Summer doesn't want to be embarrassed for this driver, although he is already difficult for this ordinary civilian.

After driving for more than ten minutes, Summer got out of the car. The driver increased his horsepower and fled. Walking in this extremely desolate and dilapidated environment really makes summer feel like you've come to another world. The slums of Manhattan, which will never lose its reputation, remain as original as ever, a living hellscape.

Summer ravages the gangsters everywhere, his melee combat is amazing lv.6, and he is also injected with super soldier serum, and his physical fitness is bursting, and cleaning up these gangsters is naturally handy.

The well-populated thugs are very well-informed, and after Summer puts a gun to the head of the 17th thug, Summer finally gets the information she wants. It seems that the cousin of this little gangster is a subordinate of a drug-drug dealer, who is doing a good job and doing a prosperous business, and is very famous here. Although the gang doesn't have any name, there are many younger brothers under him, and he should be regarded as a gang boss.

Since you have a goal, you will do it in the summer. The current summer does not want to waste any time, and the summer even gives herself a challenge to complete this task overnight.

The betrayed cousin was directly blocked by Summer in a nightclub with pornography, gambling and drugs, in a high-end box, in the shrill screams of Miss Striptease, he was shot in the thigh by Summer, and then used his fist to directly beat the other party into a pig's head, and finally chose to sell his drug-dealer-child boss like his cousin. Sure enough, it's not a family, and it doesn't enter a family. Perhaps they are born with the genes of "betrayers".