Bang!

The body was forcibly twisted in the air, and Nobunaga's left waist was pulled by the bullet with a burning scratch.

The arc pulse was belatedly fired, and it exploded between the two of them with a thud, and Nobunaga flipped backwards, his toes touching the ground, just in time to use the shock wave to retreat behind him.

Deadpool was a bit miserable, first he was blown up with dirt, and then the shockwave came, his body flew in the air and rotated 720 degrees, face down, and his neck broke on the spot with a click.

[Sentiment from Wade Wilson: +1245]

[Mood from Tony Stark +1288]

"Uh... Wade, I'm sorry, I'll compensate you $100,000 for this blow!"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and Tony spread his palms as Tony slowly descended from the air.

Well... And this good thing?

With a click, he straightened his head, and Deadpool jumped up from the ground like a rabbit in excitement.

Syllable.

He put his arm around Tony's shoulders and smiled as brightly as he hugged his father.

"Yo... Tony, I love you to death, believe me, if I'm a woman, I'm going to marry you!"

Turning on the brain hole, Deadpool falls into fantasy.

"What do you think we're going to do if we're going to have a baby, how about calling Vego Stark?"

"Not good!"

Not bothering to complain about the level of his name, Tony pushed it away and opened the mask with a confident expression.

"Wade, your Wei Ge should keep it to himself, a man like me doesn't need this kind of thing!"

"Come on, huh? You're in your 30s, make up for it appropriately, and no one will laugh at your ......."

Glancing at Tony's lower body with disdain, Deadpool sighed and patted him on the shoulder in a passer-by tone to remind.

"Pepper's age is not too young, as the so-called woman in her 30s is as fierce as a tiger, can you really submit her?

If you don't like Vego, I have a bottle of Indian oil for you to try......

「......」

Shet... This is the battlefield, and you're here to tell me about these things on the bed, is it really good?

Respect your opponent, okay?

Speechless in his heart, Tony waved his hand in awe-inspiring and scolded.

"Wade, take a good look at the battlefield and look at our enemies!"

The retreating footsteps slammed down, and Nobunaga: "......"

"Hey, don't be shy~ Tonight, I'll secretly send it to you, Indian divine oil, genuine goods, guaranteed to let you sing every night!"

Glancing at Nobunaga, he noticed that the guy was a little farther away unconsciously, and Deadpool didn't care, patting Tony on the shoulder and showing a smile.

「......」

Looking at him, Tony wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, he thought of Pepper Pepper, his mouth twitched slightly, and his voice was lowered.

"How many bottles do you have?" I want them all!"

"Atmosphere!"

He pulled out half a bottle of Indian oil from his crotch and stuffed Deadpool into his hand.

"Last night, I dedicated myself and used a small half bottle, and the effect was very good!"

Ay... You? How have you used it......

Obviously disgusted, Tony's hand was clenched tightly.

"Effect... Is it really as good as you say?"

"Leverage!" Thumbs up, Deadpool guarantees with his own credibility.

「......」

It's your credibility, I don't believe it, Wade!

Tightening the half bottle of divine oil in his hand, Tony decided to verify it by himself tonight!

Dada......

In the distance, an Apache helicopter gunship was flying towards here.

Closer, a large number of police officers with guns and shouting and screaming from all directions poured in.

Click.

Standing up straight, Nobunaga slowly sheathed his sword, and he stared at Tony's face with a satisfied expression.

If Wojin dies in the hands of some big-bellied, fat-headed unknown person

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, then he will definitely cut off his head.

But Wogin's death in the middle of a mission to assassinate Tony Stark takes on a different meaning.

None of these people who came out of Meteor Street were not murderous characters, and every member of the brigade was ready to die at any time.

It's like going out and being hit by a motorcycle and a Rolls-Royce, and you're going to die anyway, so let you choose one, and you must choose it!

Nobunaga's idea at this time is very simple, Wojin's revenge will be avenged, and he will go to S.H.I.E.L.D. in person, but Tony Stark, a world-famous guy, Wojin died in the mission to assassinate him, which is not considered a burial for a warrior.

This is the magic of his brain circuit, he doesn't know if the other members of the brigade will seek revenge on Iron Man, but as a samurai, he has no killing intent.

"Tony Stark, send a message to S.H.I.E.L.D. for me, Wojin's revenge, I'll definitely visit you in person another day!"

Leaving this sentence, Nobunaga jumped straight into the audience behind him, and a large number of police officers rushed to see that he was about to flee, and hurriedly raised their guns to shoot, but they were easily dodged by the other party.

He was extremely fast and dexterous, stepping on the heads of several spectators and hurrying upward, and soon crossed the audience platform to the back of it.

Several police officers assigned here wanted to shoot to stop him, but they couldn't keep up with his movements, so they could only helplessly watch him scurry into the crowd of people on the street behind him, and disappear after several consecutive dodges.

[Sentiment from Wade Wilson +1273]

[Mood from Tony Stark +1291]

on the field.

Rubbing his face, Deadpool looked inexplicable.

"So, why did this guy come today?"

After a pause, Tony thought of a possibility: "...... The next war letter."

"To whom?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D!"

"Who are you?"

"Through us, to show S.H.I.E.L.D. his prowess, just like the yelling before a basketball game." Touching his chin, Tony saw it thoroughly.

"Huh? That... What about the pole dancer who was dressed very avantly, holding two lightning whips, and proudly looking like he had just gotten off work from a nightclub?" Pointing to someone who had just woken up, Deadpool wondered.

"Uh......" Glancing at Ivan Vanko lying on the ground, Tony said in an uncertain tone, "A victim paranoia who messed up his head... Dancers?"

What?!

As soon as he regained a little consciousness, Ivan Vanke suddenly heard Tony's heart-piercing evaluation.

Think of me Ivan Vanko, a dignified technical genius who made a set of mourning whip armor with only a little bit of the Ark Reactor technology left behind by his father.

Now, you're slandering me as a... Gigolo?!!

Burst~

Angry and angry, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and after Ivan Vanke stared at him and scolded Fake, his eyes went dark, and he fainted again.

"Uh... Tony, was that dancer scolding us?" Drawing his knife, Deadpool seems to hear a sound... Fack?

「......」

Thinking that that person's heart was so fragile, Tony originally wanted to ask where the other party's ark reactor came from, but now it seems that he may have to find another time.

Stomp ......

The incoming police quickly surrounded the scene, handcuffed Ivan Vanko, and watched carefully in Tony's direction.

In the face of this globally renowned superhero, they still need to wait for orders from their superiors before they can react.

Da Da Da ......

With strong wind pressure, an Apache helicopter gunship hovered over the arena.

Raising his hand in front of him, the helicopter's hatch was pulled open in the falling leaves.

Click.

Holding on to the hatch, Nick Fury's gaze turned downwards and instantly met Tony's.

"Tony Stark, we... We need to talk about it."

......

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