Chapter 1041: ?Kind Deadpool

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Perhaps living here, shotguns are enough when facing polar bears or other beasts, but when Santa went out, he was almost instantly held up by four guns.

The four hands holding guns in a standard posture are naturally Su Ming, and he is also the fastest.

Although I don’t know what the specific situation is, it’s not wrong to take advantage and speak first.

And like an energetic black group, it is Wade who holds the gun in both hands. Although his marksmanship is not as good as his cousin, there is no reason for him to miss the target so close.

Most people have a sense of fear of guns, and non-ordinary people will also see which side has more guns and which side has fewer guns.

Guns are not very useful for superheroes, but they have left a violent image in people's hearts for years and years. They are synonymous with threats.

Even if you can blow someone's head with one punch, you can put your fist on someone's head, it is not as shocking as a small-caliber pistol.

Wade turned his head to where no one was, and said very seriously, "Audience friends, at this moment, our muzzle is only one centimeter away from the old man’s head, but I know the next second, this Santa Claus will love Fuck me, he will still say three words to me, the goose loves you, and if there is a deadline for this love, I think it will last until I shoot."

Clang, this is the sound of Santa Claus's shotgun landing. The moment he saw Deadpool and the death knell, he seemed to have lost his strength. He did say three words, but it was not what Deadpool thought.

"kill me!"

That's what Santa said, and he wanted to grab Su Ming and Wade's guns and plan to pull the trigger for them.

Wade pulled away in a series of small jumps, he put away the gun and sighed, and still communicated with the non-existent audience, "I guessed the beginning, but didn't guess the end. My sweetheart she would wear a bikini and step on her feet."

"boom!"

Strangling quickly picked up the shotgun on the ground and blasted Deadpool out, while Su Ming himself used a trick to capture Santa Claus and pushed him into the house.

Peter glanced sympathetically at Deadpool in the snow. It must be fatal to someone else's neck being broken, but not for Deadpool.

I have to say that guns are also a good way to stop Wade's nonsense, so this sympathy is very limited. Peter is still a little gloating, and he followed the death knell into the house with some joy.

It was much warmer in the room, and Peter closed the door easily. He had always been concerned about the good habits of the door.

Throwing Santa Claus back on his sofa again, Su Ming also put away his gun, because he knew Santa Claus' abilities in advance and he had a plan.

As a **** and mutant, Santa Claus has some very weird abilities, such as moving instantly into any chimney on the earth, such as being able to talk to reindeer, such as being able to make candy canes with his bare hands, and so on.

But now that Santa Claus is in his state, he doesn't want to live anymore, and Su Ming has already determined that he really drank alcohol, and the alcohol concentration in his blood should be above 20, which means he would walk around.

"Let's talk about it, old man, how did you succeed in losing weight, and why did you seek life and death?" Su Ming picked up a bottle and smelled it. The quality of the inferior ouzo, which even the watchdog of Su Ming's own winery would not drink.

"Could it be that you lost your weight too much? He was cheated by the personal trainer?" Peter also had a big brain. He didn't find a place to sit, and simply sat on the floor.

"Damn me, I will destroy this world, kill me, I am already a useless person." Santa Claus cried to them, cried twice, seeing the death knell without any response, he immediately called the Lord cry target 'Locked up Spider-Man.

"Speak slowly, don't worry, I will help you." Peter was most enthusiastic, and he immediately promised to help.

"My Christmas gift factory is occupied. I can't even afford to eat. My wife ran away, Rudolph ran away. Today is Christmas after midnight. I don't have a gift. I am a sinner."

Rudolph is the red-nosed reindeer, the one that acts as the headlight of the sleigh.

Santa told Peter very clearly about the problem he was facing, and then he blinked at him.

"But you have wine to drink, isn't it rich." Peter pointed to the empty bottle, and he smelled the wine when he entered the room.

"You can't fill your stomach with alcohol, you can't imagine how much Rudolph's feed will cost a year." Santa Claus changed the subject.

Peter thought for a while, and it made sense. He had heard Iron Man say how much it costs to raise a pony every year, and reindeer should cost more.

Before he could say anything to Santa, Deadpool, with his head under his arm, pushed in. He held his head like a headless horseman, and sat naturally on Santa's lap.

"This time you are lucky. The best mercenary in the world is here. I'll negotiate with you."

"???"

Santa Claus looked at the dead man's head, then looked at the death knell walking around the room with his arms, and he didn't understand.

As we all know, talking about terms is a death knell, and Deadpool only recognizes US dollars. Why has it changed today?

"Originally, a few kids hired me to kill you, and they paid fifty thousand dollars, but I think you are a good person, so you add ten thousand more and I will kill them for you." Deadpool put his head back. , But because the wound has not healed yet, it needs to be supported by hands.

That's right, Santa's expression has eased a bit.

"Hey!" Peter hit Deadpool. It was too dark. How could you kill a child?

"Well, don't kill them." Wade waved his hand, but quietly handed Santa a business card and whispered, "Call afterwards."

"I won't hurt the children, you kill me, I don't want to live anymore." Santa closed his eyes, maybe because he was drinking too much, maybe because Deadpool jumped into his arms just now. So at this time I vomited Deadpool.

Deadpool stood up calmly, took off in an instant, and was still soliciting customers. "Well, let's not talk about it. If I help you recover your own factory, wife, reindeer, can you satisfy my wish?"

"Of course." Santa nodded very surely.

Wade took out a new uniform from his black strawberry **** and put it on. Then he took out a pen and paper from his uniform pocket to draw up the contract. Although his words were as ugly as chicken feet, various contracts The details are really unambiguous.

After all, he was also a mercenary for so many years.

After he finished writing, he handed the contract to Santa Claus, then rubbed his hands and waited expectantly for the other party to sign.

However, after seeing Deadpool's wish for Santa Claus to kill him, the old man put down the contract in despair, and shook his head, "Sorry, I can't realize your wish. How about you make a wish for world peace?"

"Can you do it for world peace?" Peter opened his glasses wide. Is this God?

Clinker Santa Claus shook his head again, "I can't do it, because these conditions are equally excessive, and I can't do any of them."

Deadpool sighed and drew out his pistol to kill Santa Claus. "Then I want you, what's the use of this trash, I'll choose fifty thousand dollars."

"Kill me, there will be no Christmas for children in the world. They will all know that I am dead in your hands. Congratulations, you are going to be famous." Santa Claus struck his neck and put his head to the gun. Mouth.

Wade froze for a moment, then gasped violently, "I hate other people threatening me the most. Do you think I dare not shoot? Does anyone care about me at Christmas?!"

"You shoot, what nonsense, if you dare not shoot, it will be stinky shit!" Santa Claus drank alcohol and was not afraid of Deadpool at all.

"I killed you!" Deadpool broke the pistol insurance.

"Fight, fight here, if you don't shoot, you are just as useless as me." Santa Claus has already seen that Wade can't shoot anymore, he slams his head against the muzzle, leaving a three-dimensional style between his brows Red circle.

Seeing the louder and louder, the death knell not far away was still appreciating the antique furnishings in the house, Peter could only intervene by himself, he shot the spider silk, entangled Wade's pistol and snatched it off.

"Wade, let's help him, think about the children in the world." He began to persuade Deadpool to help.

Deadpool didn’t move at all. He drew another gun. "You still don’t understand. I knew that Santa Claus doesn’t exist since I lived in the orphanage at the age of four. What we are talking to now is the imagination of the universe. You don’t know what kind of existence is behind him. He can do the trading conditions I proposed."

"If he is really that strong, he can take back everything he has lost. Have you ever thought about this? Now that he has fallen into this field, it means that he is not omnipotent."

Peter immediately snatched Deadpool's gun again and pointed out the problem.

"This makes some sense. Okay, I won't kill him, but I will definitely not work in vain. The mercenary must be rewarded." Wade thought for a while, stood up and moved his neck. "Are you right? Brother? The mercenaries cannot be in arrears."

"Hmm."

Su Ming lowered his head to play with a weird statue near the fireplace, asking Wade's question only to fool.

The statue in his hand was a familiar image of an ancient god. A winged monster with an octopus head squatted on the base of the cube with his eyes closed. The base was also engraved with some unknown words.

He is a little interested in this, which may be the most valuable thing for Santa Claus.

No wonder Santa seems a little crazy~www.NovelMTL.com~ may be the function of this gadget.

After abruptly memorizing the above patterns and words, Su Ming calmly put the statue back to its original place. Perhaps the secret agent can understand this information, and she does need to be strengthened as the lord of the **** border.

Holding a plane of **** in his hand is the key to the death knell to deter other **** lords.

Regardless of whether this territory is directly or indirectly in the hands of Su Ming, only with a territory with **** attributes can it launch a war of annexation of the plane of **** and completely eliminate a certain demon king.

Su Ming is incomparable with Gu Yi in magic, and can't deter those restless guys with strength like she did, so only layout can be used to gain an advantage.

The specific point is to win over the secret guest and let the two supreme mages join hands.

As of 1955, although the surface of the 40k earth did not appear to have developed by leaps and bounds, in fact, its defensive capabilities against different dimensions, other planes, and even parallel worlds have reached a higher level than during Gu Yi's tenure.

While Su Ming was checking other things, Deadpool and Spider-Man's mouth shots were almost the same. Wade was just stiff. It is impossible for him to keep children all over the world without Christmas presents.

However, don't think that it is Deadpool's conscience or humanity, but because of another point.

From the perspective of Deadpool, if there are scenes of killing children or killing Santa Claus in the movie, they should be properly rated above r18. But what he wants is to fight for the g13 rating, which is related to the number of audience groups and popularity.

"Well, if you are willing to give me free mints for life, we'll close the deal."

Wade tentatively reached out his hand to Santa Claus.

The old man squeezed his hand and shook it up and down with a smile, as if he was afraid that Wade would regret it.

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