Moreover, he has a killer feature.

Pulling out a business card handwritten in a very funny font from the bottom of his desk, Frank quickly dialed the phone number written on it.

"Hello, this is Deadpool wearing a genuine red tights, as long as you have money, you will be your most intimate little padded jacket! To entrust kidnapping, press the number one button; To request stealing, press the 2 button; To entrust a killing, press the 3 button; For other requests, please take the manual service, and please hang up if you make the wrong call. ”

After patiently listening to this subdued 'recording', Frank said into the phone with a look of iron on his face.

"No more kidding, Deadpool! I'm Frank de Amick! ”

"Oh! It turned out to be Dear Frank Big Boss. For the sake of our past feelings, I will give you a 9.999% discount on this commission! ”

Frank, who knew that the other party was chattering as soon as he spoke, immediately interrupted him.

"Shut up! I don't want to listen to your nonsense now, come to me! ”

"What?! Are you not satisfied with this discount? Then I'll give you a 9.998% discount. This is already a jump price, and it can't be lower! ”

Deadpool on the other side of the phone had a look of pain on his face, and there was a tendency to talk to him for three days and three nights for this 0.001 discount, so Frank had to find another way to end this nonsense as soon as possible.

"I don't want a discount!"

"Aha, what a generous customer you are! Don't worry, I'll be there right away. ”

Deadpool over there cut off the phone, but half a minute later, his smug voice that made him want to beat him up when he heard it, and with a smug voice of 'I know you want to beat me but you just can't beat me', reappeared in Frank's ears.

"Dangdang, dangdang, dangdang! Your best friend and the world's best neighbor Deadpool is here! By the way, this sentence of mine is not a copy of a little spider! ”

Looking at Frank's face that wanted to eat people, Deadpool stopped being verbose and went straight to business.

"Solve the five people below, one million each, the total price is five million dollars."

"Why don't you grab it!"

Hearing the other party say this, Deadpool looked shocked (although he couldn't see his face): "What, how do you know I'm robbing?!" ”

Frank: "......"

Although the other party's asking price is very high, the problem now is that the lives of several of them may not be guaranteed. The green dollar is very glamorous and good, but life is more important.

"Okay, I promise you!"

So, Frank resisted the tempting idea of shooting Deadpool in the head and turning his red, black head into a hornet's nest, and gritted his teeth and agreed.

With a swipe, Deadpool pulled out a portable credit card machine out of nowhere and flew it to Frank.

"Pay half of it first, and pay the rest after the commission is completed."

……

On the other side, as soon as the door in the corridor opened, Joe quickly pressed the trigger of the bazooka in his hand.

Shout!

With a blinding flash of fire, the bottom of the rocket was hit by a ram. The gunpowder inside burned rapidly after being violently impacted, and it galloped forward with the warhead, blooming the brightest light of its own life in a brilliant show!

BOOM！！！！！

In an instant, the mahogany gate, which had been carefully carved by the craftsmen, was shattered by the impact of the explosion and the flames. Wood chips and shrapnel were given a great acceleration, and many of the books on the nearby bookshelves were blown off by the wind, and the sound of a page turning was heard.

"Is it solved?"

Looking at the destroyed corridor, the submachine gun in his hand was always aimed at the door, and the black fat man turned his head to Joe and asked.

In the next second, several bullets hit his body with spinning force, bringing up blood flowers.

"Damn it!"

Joe decisively threw the bazooka in his hand and retreated behind a bookshelf with agility that was extremely inconsistent with his body. A few bullets almost grazed his body, allowing him to escape in a single shot.

"Cut, let him run away."

Wearing a mushroom-shaped purple wig and covering her face with a black blindfold, Mindy put away the small pistol in her hand and stepped out of the side.

The big daddy who was following her expected the other party to attack when the gate opened, so he made a simple mechanism out of wire on the spot and tricked Joe's rockets.

"Oh, guess what I saw? Two black bats, a red bat, and a tender and delicious little mushroom! Let's approach them from behind, and then ...... Uh, how does it feel like there's one missing? ”

Deadpool, who had teleported to several people, scratched his head through the hood, and took the opportunity to raise the large pistol in his hand and shoot him repeatedly, and bullet after bullet was embedded in Deadpool's body.

"Ah, oh, don't, don't, don't, don't stop! Wow, yes, it's so cool, it's so exciting! ”

After a burst of reverie-inducing groans, through the protective suits pierced by the bullets, several people could see that the holes in each other's bodies that had just been punched by the bullets were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You're done with the massage, then it's my turn."

Deadpool shook his hands contrivedly, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was going to do it.

"A million dollars!"

Shouting slogans that only him, Frank and Chris knew, Deadpool teleported behind Big Daddy, pulled out the Edman Metal Knife inserted in his back at great speed, and his hand fell down, leaving only a piece of silver light flashing.

Deadpool's speed was too fast, coupled with his elusive teleportation ability, Erica, Mindy, Matt, and Big Daddy himself couldn't react at all, and could only watch as the Edelman Alloy Knife fell towards Big Daddy's neck.

"Daddy!"

"No!"

"Vigorously!"

With Matt's voice, Wang Dali, who had disappeared before, suddenly appeared next to Deadpool and pinched the Erdman Alloy War Knife in his hand with two fingers.

"Deadpool?"

Wang Dali frowned slightly, this guy is not easy to deal with.

If he hadn't been there, the big dad would have explained it directly.

"Who are you? Another fan of Uncle Ben? ”

Suddenly, Deadpool took out a black marker from his pocket, kept gesturing and said to Wang Dali very enthusiastically.

"Where's the signature? In order not to disappoint my 3D fans, I have prepared several art autographs to ensure that you will be satisfied. ”

"Oh yes!"

Speaking of this, Deadpool suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"As a thank you to my first fan, this is for you."

His figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he had an extra red sock with some water stains in his hand.

"My socks are still just taken off, you smell them, and they are guaranteed to be original!"

Boom!

Seeing Deadpool approaching him with his own socks that were emitting a strange smell, Wang Dali decisively knocked him away with a decisive punch.

"Sure enough, you guy is still better dead than alive!"