Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Chapter 651 653. Decadent Wade
"Aaron, can I advance some pocket money?"

"What's the matter, the fines are over again this month? I didn't say that, you need to pay attention to your spoken language."

"Oh, no more..."

Coming and going like the wind, the mysterious square-faced, bearded cowboy shot the audience, shocked all eyes, and finally walked away, leaving like the wind.

However, doubts remained about his identity, why he appeared there, why he just ran into the abandoned factory and disappeared without a trace...

Or what he said.

However, a certain person pretended to be cool and ran away. After returning home, he was still thinking about his next move, so Lorna Da Lolita came to him.

"Always tell me what you want to buy, or donate to an event or something?"

However, Lolita Lorna didn't say that she wanted to advance her pocket money, and she hesitated to say why.

"Didn't you have a boyfriend? Kuo Yi, you."

"Go, go, cut, those little kids in school with pimples and cock-duck voices, who cares about them?"

That's right, I'm in the second year of middle school.

"Could it be your former friend?" Aaron asked casually.

Lolita Lorna was still humming and haha, looking at her eyes, Aaron knew he had guessed right.

"Did someone come to you? What's the situation? Is it just asking for money, or do you really need help?"

This has to be asked clearly. The children on the street, even if they are bad children, are always half-grown children. There are pitiful things about hateful people. If he is really forced to do so, Aaron will not look at people with colored eyes.

But if there is that bad boy who wants to pester Lorna based on his previous relationship...

The square-faced, bearded man will tell them what it means to cum on a horse.

"Well, that's how it is..." Lorna finally nodded and explained the reason.

Brooklyn.

A certain neighborhood where fish and dragons are mixed, and people of all religions and religions often mingle here.

The Wayward Sisters of Sister Margaret's School.

...and said that Sonic Boy Warhead is the coolest nickname, that's too modest, buddy.

The square-faced beard looked at the bar's sign and thought so.

"Friend, new face, although you look cool, you want to say that the first cup is free, but we only serve regular customers here, do you have a friend to introduce you?" Dude, said that while wiping the counter.

"I'm looking for Wade Wilson, and he told me that I can come here to find him." The square-faced bearded man lit a cigar, his sad eyes and melancholy roots were short of a martini. The young lady and sister glanced at this side.

"Wade? I'm not very familiar with him. He hasn't been here for a long time."

This guy is also talking nonsense... "Then you can help that black hoodie over there who can't see his face, order a glass of 'Blowjob'." The square-faced bearded man smiled half-smile, and took out a twenty-dollar note , Throw it on the table.

"You really know him? Are you really his friend?" Hu Zhazi's glasses became more serious now.

"I still saved him, the fire yesterday."

"Oh! You're that guy who talks about pretending...whoops, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Hu Zhazi covered his mouth with glasses, and apologized without sincerity.

I bother!The only one who doesn't have the right to say that other people are goddamned... Aaron has black lines on his face, you bastard white-eyed wolf king bastard, the choreographer behind it, brother should let you be buried in that factory building as a beggar!

"Now I'm serious, give him a 'blowing job'." The square-faced bearded man stared angrily at his bearded glasses.

"...okay okay coffee wine, Baileys, whipped cream, your 'blowjob' ready...why is everyone making me do this?"

The square-faced beard gave him the middle finger as an extra tip.

The guy in the black hoodie who couldn't see his face felt bad all over.

It wasn't that he saw someone asking him to "blow the cock", he was in a bad mood.

Instead, he exudes a sense of depression, which makes people think that he must be ill all over.

Without even raising his head in the hoodie, he just stared blankly at the glass of "blowing flute" in front of him, and suddenly felt stuffy.

Just a mouthful of stuffiness.

I'm bored.

bored...

The strange thing is, no one laughed at him, and no one watched the fun, but subconsciously stayed away from him.

It was a very lively bar, but there was a small space around the hoodie, as if he was alone in the world, and he was decadent there alone.

"What's the matter, weren't you quite happy before, let that Francis run away?"

"No."

I...it's not this, it's such a big blow! ?
Hearing the one-word answer from the guy in front of him, the square-faced bearded man was really shocked!
Didn't you admit the wrong person?
"Why the hell do you think I'm so unlucky? I finally got my life back, but my face turned into the skin of a 60-year-old ball. The avocado beat another uglier avocado!"

"Finally caught the culprit and wanted him to change back to me, but he told me no way, in this life, if I want to have this life, I can only live on Elm Street and fuck Utah's face Already!"

"How the hell am I going to meet Vanessa? Huh? You think I'm a righteous man anyway? When I was a mercenary, everyone liked to come here. I didn't give money for meals. What the fuck? That's all..."

Listening to the endless chatter of the hoodie, the square-faced bearded man patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief. This rhythm is right.

"Do you think there is anyone worse than me? When I was three years old... when I was 15 years old..."

Wonima... so fucking good at spraying...

This guy can't stop spraying. When he said that his mouth was numb and his tongue was cramping, he immediately slapped his big mouth left and right. After he recovered, he continued to spray, which was enough.

"Stop, stop, stop."

Hearing this stuff and shaking off all kinds of indescribable details, Aaron quickly stopped.

"Francis is not a special case."

"Ah? Really? Does that mean there is still hope for Mr. Wade to save me? Let me just say, how could I be abandoned by the heavens for such a good person, brother, dear brother, please tell me, who can save me ? Don't talk about drinking 'blowing job', you ask me to give you..."

Wade, that bitch, was speaking in front of the square-faced bearded man, with his mouth open, his hand on the side of his mouth, and his tongue pressing against the other side of his face...

"stop!"

The square-faced, bearded man covered his face, really wanting to knock him down.

"I don't know if anyone can save you. I just want to say that there are many people who do similar things to Francis, New York, Jersey, a large number of street homeless, regardless of the elderly and children, quietly disappearing, mutants The same is true for people, what will happen, I don’t need to tell you who have experienced it personally.”

"I'm already like this, don't you still want to play superhero games with me? What can I be? The avocado man who got blasted? My f*cking background story is quite dark, but this is not the next door... Hey, the next door What's next door?"

Having said that, Wade's eyes, which were like a pool of stagnant water, were a little lively.

"Someone has to do something, right? And you're not angry? It's better to let out your breath than to pretend to be dead here, and you only have to breathe?"

"But I've got my revenge. Francis made me toss to death. Oh, no, I don't know what happened to Francis. I don't know him very well. You are not a serious undercover agent, are you? Probably not, the news didn't say , but the gossip has said about you, you are quite fierce..."

"There's always going to be another Francis, and there are plenty of Francis."

"That's what I said, but..."

(End of this chapter)