Mysterious Life Simulator

Chapter 181 Wade Wilson

It was a woman who opened the door.

She looked flustered, disheveled, opened the door and ran out.

George and Kara looked at each other.

Well, now everyone knows what Deadpool is doing inside.

"This is the temporary residence of another superhuman from another world. His name is Wade Wilson, and his nickname is Deadpool."

"Deadpool? That's weird."

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

Atreus was beside him, and he looked around from the corner of his eye, feeling more and more that the world was unfathomable.

Even if there is no arcane fluctuation, no hex breath, and no open flames, the wall lamps that supply energy with unknown principles can be seen everywhere, even in the most common houses of this kind. .

At this moment, a man in a T-shirt was already standing at the door.

His face was extremely ugly, his skin was atrophied and his muscles were in a state of necrosis for a long time due to the seesaw between the self-healing gene and the cancer cells, but it could be vaguely seen that his face and facial features were considered tough and beautiful.

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

George is suspicious again.

If it was Deadpool before the timeline was changed, his face shouldn't be like this, even if his mouth is not sewn up, he can chatter in the face of strangers or enemies who can beat him half to death-of course , even Deadpool after the timeline changes.

But the one in front of him was not only taciturn and sharp when he was fighting Atreus, but even now, he still didn't say a word.

As if hit by something.

Or again.
He wasn't Deadpool at all?
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"Orange juice?"

"I only have orange juice here."

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

George happened to be a little panicked in the heat—the air conditioner was not turned on here.

He then said:

"Give me a drink."

[Gulu Gulu Gulu——]

"Are you the George Osterman that Atreus said was willing to provide me with funds?"

Wade hands the glass to George.

Atreus met him privately after the gladiatorial fight just now.

So Wade knew that the benefactor who was going to provide [-] million US dollars was actually George from behind.

George nodded: "It's me. The person in charge here will soon ship gold worth [-] million U.S. dollars 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 the crisp clanging of swords could be heard.

George swallowed the drink in his hand in one gulp, and let out a comfortable voice from his throat.

"There are many things, but there are also many things that are not known," he said.

The Weapon X version of Deadpool is indeed dangerous.

But this is relative.

For ordinary people or ordinary superpowers, Deadpool with such things as Cyclops, Teleportation, Immortality, and Adamantium Alloy Bone Knife can be called a nightmare in head-to-head confrontation and assassination.

But now, from the point of view of George, who is under the protection of Kara and Atreus, the threat is actually close to zero.

"You first appeared and became active as an international mercenary in the middle of 2008. The first mission you took on was to help the military collect the tissue fragments and excrement left by the Hulk in local activities in Mexico. $50 bounty."

"In San Luis Potosi, you founded a San Luis Potosi Children's Orphanage, and single-handedly undertook the operating funds of the entire Orphanage, feeding more than 200 young children."

"At the beginning of this year, you accepted the mission of a drug lord in Mexico and destroyed three dens of another big drug lord."

"In March, the drug lord you provoked found that orphanage and threatened you with [-] lives to ransom you with [-] million dollars."

George said a lot of information in one breath.

This is all information shared by John Wick.

It's not that their people have never tried to contact Deadpool, it's just that Wade has no idea about joining a government agency.

Not only that, he may even have great hostility towards the American government.

That's why John was willing to disclose Deadpool's whereabouts to George.

"Are you investigating me?"

Although he tried his best to put on a fierce expression, George still keenly caught the flash of joy and joy in Wade's eyes.

He still has some secrets that are not known.

this deadpool
What's the past?
"George said, you are similar to our origin, not a native of this world."

Carla said suddenly.

She seemed to be thinking of something, or sensing something, staring at Wade's slightly cloudy eyes.

Dangerous colors appear around Deadpool's eyes.

That was a sign of Cyclops rioting.

But soon, he suppressed his impulse again.

"Aren't you a native of this world?"

he asked.

Kara nodded: "Yes, none of us are, and there are many people like us."

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

This kind of horror appeared on his face that looked like a dead old man, looking horrifying and terrifying.

"Here we come!" "Here we go again!"

he murmured.

Kara stood up abruptly:
"What's coming?! You are similar to me, you should also be a guardian?!"

"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.

A dozen cars, which would cost at least $200 million individually, rolled into the neighborhood of Hell's Kitchen.

The surrounding upstairs crowd pointed and pointed.

It's rare that such a luxury car will drive into such a ghost place.

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

And that was all years ago.

However, the punks and gangsters here are still somewhat modest.

They dared to rob Hanmer, a rich man who dug out the strong but did nothing, but if they were real big men, they would not dare to mess around.

For example, this time the team.

luxurious.

overbearing.

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

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

They eventually stopped at the entrance to the black market.

As soon as the convoy stopped, someone got out of the car immediately, opened a huge, black umbrella, and crowded together, covering the doors of the two cars in the middle.

Apparently, the big shots here are very reluctant to die, and at least more than 30 bodyguards have stayed in Hell's Kitchen.

And judging by their actions, they are almost all strong men at the level of retired special forces.

"I think we'll be running for nothing this time."

"No, I believe 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."

(End of this chapter)