It was a woman who opened the door.

She looked panicked and disheveled, pushed open the door and ran out.

George and Carla looked at each other.

Well, now everyone knows what Deadpool is up there for.

"This is the temporary abode of another otherworldly superpower, his name is Wade. Wilson, nicknamed Deadpool. ”

"Deadpool? It's weird. ”

Except for those great evildoers who do all kinds of evil, who would take such a nickname.

With Atrius beside him, he looked around him out of the corner of his eye, feeling more and more unfathomable that the world was unfathomable.

Even if there were no arcane fluctuations, no hex's breath, and no open flames, the wall lamps that supplied energy without knowing how they were supplied could be seen everywhere, even in the most ordinary dwellings.

At this time, there was already a man in a wide shirt standing at the door.

His face is extremely ugly, his skin has atrophied due to the tug-of-war between self-healing genes and cancer cells, and his muscles have been in a state of necrosis for a long time, but he can vaguely see that his face shape and facial features are tough and good-looking.

At this time, Deadpool didn't see any expression on his face, but without saying a word, he turned sideways to make room for a little space, and motioned for the three of them to enter the room and talk.

George felt suspicious again.

If it were Deadpool before the timeline was changed, his face shouldn't have been like this, and he could babble even when facing strangers or enemies who could beat him half to death without his mouth being sewn up - even after the timeline was changed, of course.

But now the one in front of him is not only silent and sharp when he fought with Atrius, but even now, he still hasn't said a word.

It was like something had hit.

Or......

He's not Deadpool at all?

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"Orange juice?"

"All I have here is orange juice."

Wade brought a whole bottle of chilled orange juice out of the fridge.

George was a little panicked in the heat - there was no air conditioning in here.

He then said:

"Give me a drink."

[Gurgling Purr-Purr-]

"You're what Arteres said was going to give me the money George . Osterman? ”

Wade handed the cup to George.

After the gladiatorial fight just now, Atrius met with him privately.

So Wade knew that the person who was going to provide $100 million was actually George in the back.

George nodded: "It's me, the person in charge here will soon ship a hundred million dollars worth of gold to you, as for how to bring it to Mexico, it's up to you." ”

"What do you know?"

Wade's hands were hidden in the shadows, but he could hear the crisp clash of swords.

George took a sip of the drink in his hand, and a pleasant sound came out of his throat.

"A lot of things, but also a lot of things I don't know," he said. ”

The X-weapon version of Deadpool is indeed dangerous.

But that's relative.

For ordinary people or ordinary superpowers, Deadpool, with things like Cyclops, Teleportation and Immortality, and the Edman Alloy Bone Knife, can be called a Dream Demon in head-to-head duels and assassinations.

But now, with George under the protection of Carla and Atrius, the threat is approaching zero.

"You first appeared and became active as an international mercenary in mid-2008, and your first assignment was to help the military collect tissue debris and excrement left behind by Hulk's activities in Mexico, for which you received a bounty of half a million dollars."

"In San Luis Potosí, you founded a San Luis Potosí Children's Welfare Home and single-handedly financed the entire orphanage, feeding more than 200 young children."

"Earlier this year, you were tasked with a drug lord in Mexico and destroyed three dens of another big drug lord."

"In March, the drug lord you provoked found the welfare home and blackmailed you with 200 lives to ransom you with 100 million dollars."

George said a lot of information in one breath.

It's all John. Intelligence shared by Wick.

It's not that their people haven't tried to reach out to Deadpool, it's just that Wade has no idea about joining a government agency.

Not only that, but he may even be extremely hostile to the American government.

It is precisely because of this that John is willing to reveal Deadpool's whereabouts to George.

"You're investigating me?"

Although he was already trying his best to make a fierce expression, George still keenly caught the gleek of happiness and joy in Wade's eyes.

He still has some secrets that are not known.

This Deadpool ......

What is the past?

"George said that you are from a similar background to us, and you are not native to this world."

Carla said suddenly.

She seemed to remember something, or sense something, and stared at Wade's slightly cloudy eyes.

Dangerous colors appear around Deadpool's eyes.

It was a sign of a Cyclops riot.

But soon, he suppressed his impulses again.

"You're not native to this world either?"

He asked.

Carla nodded, "Yes, none of us are, and there are many others like us." ”

But unexpectedly, there was no surprise or joy on Wade's face, just great horror.

This horror appeared on his face, which looked like a dead old man, and it looked terrifying and terrifying.

"It's coming!" "Here we go again!"

He muttered.

Kara stood up reluctantly:

"What's coming?! You're similar to me, so you're supposed to be a guardian too, right?! ”

"Yes and no."

Wade seemed to be paralyzed in an instant, he sighed deeply and said,

"I am the guardian of another world."

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It's raining.

Heavy rain.

Twelve cars, which cost at least $2 million even if they were bought individually, drove slowly into the Hell's Kitchen neighborhood.

The crowd upstairs around them pointed and pointed.

It's rare for such a luxury car to drive into such a hellish place.

Last time, an arms dealer surnamed Hammer drove his car into here, but when he left, he walked out.

And that was years ago.

However, the gangsters and underworld here are also quite measured.

They dare to rob the nouveau riche like Hammer, but if it is a real big person, they don't dare to mess around.

"Green Sword Fairy"

For example, this time the team.

Luxury.

Overbearing.

Obviously, everyone can see that only the two cars in the middle are the main owners, and the other cars are full of stout men in black suits.

The headlights were all turned on, and the raindrops were falling drop by drop.

They ended up stopping at the entrance of the black market.

As soon as the convoy stopped, someone got out of the car, opened the huge, black umbrella, and hugged it densely, blocking the doors of the two cars in the middle.

Obviously, the big man here is very desperate for his life, and he has at least thirty bodyguards who have stayed in Hell's Kitchen for at least thirty times.

And looking at their movements, the orders are forbidden, and almost all of them are strong men at the level of retired special forces.

"I think we're going to run for nothing again this time."

"No, I'm sure not."

The old man pushed the wheelchair down,

"If they dare to lie to me, I will kill all the family members of that liar."