The Days of Being King Elden in American Comics

"Ding dong!"

"Ding Dong!!"

The sledgehammer was raised high, dust flew everywhere, and a strong figure stood in the dust.

His face was expressionless, and even his breathing was extremely steady.

"boom!!"

The hammer fell and hit the wall hard.

The wooden wall cracked, exposing the ferocious stone bricks, and the whole house trembled.

"Hey, can you please tap a little, my main beam is cracked!" A tall and thin man wearing a red mask and red tights huddled in the space behind the wall.

"Huh?" The hammer man glared coldly.

This sharp look contained a hint of indifference to life. It was a kind of extreme indifference. The man in red tights who was watching was shocked.

At this moment, he felt like an antelope who was cornered in the East African canyon and would fall into a bottomless abyss the next second.

"You...continue...I won't say any more..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The hammer man was tapping, his gloves were tattered, and his ring finger and index finger were exposed.

The sawdust on the handle of the hammer protruded horizontally, cutting his hand open, and a large amount of blood seeped out.

But I still don't care about the heat...

He just stared at the wall in front of him, knocking and smashing!

"Drip drip!!"

"Well...someone is looking for you..." The man in red had no choice but to point to the visitor reminder at the door.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The hammering continued, but the hammer-worker paid no attention to it.

The hammer man put down his hammer and walked directly outside the house without caring about the dust on his body.

.......

"Frank? Do you know Wade too?" Curtis knocked on the door with his hand in the air.

"Curtis." Frank said calmly, as a greeting.

"Why are you at Deadpool's house?" Klein asked directly.

"He shot my target to death with one shot. Now I can't receive the reward and I don't have the money to give it to the charity orphanage."

After speaking, Frank entered the house again without looking back.

It seemed that the arrival of Klein and Curtis did not cause any disturbance.

"Huh?" Frank, who had just entered the room, couldn't help but frown when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Shet! My ass!"

Deadpool struggled to get out of the gap in the crossing steel bar, and a small piece of his butt was scratched off.

After he struggled out, he kept cursing: "Who made this safety door so that it can only be opened from the outside and not from the inside? I will settle the score with those Indian decoration workers, pull out their intestines and strangle them!"

Frank just raised the hammer, kept approaching him, then raised the hammer and hit it hard! !

"You're such a bastard. After all, we've gone on two missions together!"

Deadpool cursed, and when Frank's hammer was about to hit him, he suddenly knelt down!

"Woooooooooooo!!!"

Deadpool started crying.

This scene also left Frank a little confused.

"You are such a coward. I thought you were a lunatic who was not afraid of death, but now it seems that I think highly of you." Frank shook his head and waved the hammer in his hand.

"No, no, please, I thought we were comrades-in-arms... No matter how bad things are, we are still friends!"

Deadpool screamed and knelt down without caring about his own image.

"Oh! You damn bug, can you shut up and accept death like a man?"

"All right!"

Deadpool suddenly stood up, not looking as pitiful as before.

He opened his arms and made a hug gesture. He stared at Frank, looking like he was willing to die generously.

"Hmph!" Frank swung the hammer.

Swish! !

Deadpool took action and kicked Frank in the crotch.

"Fuck!!" Frank shouted.

Deadpool somersaulted back, putting distance between himself and Frank.

"I should have shot you to death!"

"It's a pity you didn't!"

Klein stood at the door, watching Deadpool and Frank fight.

Curtis was about to persuade him, but was stopped by Klein.

Deadpool kept screaming and moving around the room with funny and elegant movements.

Frank was too weak to speak. He looked at Deadpool who was constantly rolling to avoid, and slowly took out a special dagger from his waist.

"Ballistic knife? Frank is so cruel..." Klein thought inwardly.

"You lunatic, you killed a lot of people with those perverts from Weapon Come out, stab out with a knife.

"Whoosh!"

The cold light was dazzling, and Deadpool retreated to the corner, unable to escape.

Frank didn't notice that the gap in Deadpool's butt had grown.

"Pfft!"

Deadpool has a knife in his heart.

"Ah! You...you killed me!"

Curtis couldn't help being shocked when he saw this scene, "Frank, you're crazy!"

"Let's go, something will happen if you don't leave..." Klein caught a glimpse of a grenade in Deadpool's hand, and pulled Curtis out of the door.

Frank came closer, but before he could touch Deadpool, he turned over.

"Bingo! Got you!"

Deadpool raised his hand, grabbed Frank's left hand, and put the grenade ring on his ring finger.

"Marry me, dear Mr. Frank!"

"Madman! Get away!"

Frank kicked Deadpool away. Deadpool, who was holding the grenade, did not panic at all. The grenade exploded in mid-air.

Frank couldn't avoid it in time, so he hurriedly rolled over and raised the stool beside him.

"boom!!"

Curtis outside the door was confused. Didn't he come to introduce the work to his comrades?

As a result, they met Frank seeking revenge against Wade Wilson, and the two men were so ruthless.

"Fuck! My dick was blown off! I need to wait a few hours to recover!" Deadpool wailed.

Frank's face was charred, and his skin was scratched by shrapnel in many places, and he didn't look well either.

"Crazy! You crazy!"

Frank threw the hammer and was about to hit Deadpool in the head the next second.

"Shh!"

The broken door was kicked open.

Klein's feet moved, and he flashed in front of Wade. He raised his hand and held the hammer head in his palm.

"Wade Winston Wilson, nicknamed Deadpool, is known to the public as being able to do anything for money."

Deadpool looked up and no longer struggled with his Dick.

"This gentleman is very knowledgeable at first glance. I am very famous in the killer world, but the price is a little higher."

Klein threw a large bag of money and threw it in front of Deadpool.

"Your comrade Curtis introduced you to me. Since you are going to take a temporary job in our company, I hope you can prove your strength to me after you recover."

"Money!!!" Deadpool pulled off his hood.

The rotten face like an avocado was exposed in front of Klein.

"You'd better put it on, your face looks like an avocado!"

"It's not an avocado, it's what a mutated avocado looks like after one avocado dries another avocado!" Deadpool explained with a serious look.

Franky struggled to get up and asked, "You want to help him?"

"He is now the security consultant of our 'Cthulhu Resource Recycling Company'. Since we are all from the same company, we should stop shouting and killing."

"Who is in the same company as you!" Frank said angrily.

"I've printed the business cards for you, here you go!"

Frank took the card and said, "Cthulhu Resource Recovery Company, security captain?"

"Yes, you two should put aside your grudges. I have something I need to ask you both to help me with."