Chapter 1144: ?The origin of Deadpool?

A few minutes later, in a secluded grove on the side of the road came a middle-aged man carrying a sack and practising bumping the ball while walking.
He kicked a red irregular ball, and the ball seemed to be glued to his shoe upper, showing superb skills. If it weren't for a rotten head, the scene would be more pleasing to the eye.
"My stupid brother, do you think my guard looks like Henry?"
Su Ming asked Howard and the others to go first and let Gin continue the planned plan, while he carried the deadpool's body, kicked his head down the road, and asked Wade with interest.
Wade was kicked in his head and hit his knees again, finally remembering the horror of his cousin. He had forgotten this when he was crazy about his cousin.
Can this blame him? His brain has long been turned into a bubble of water by cancer. Isn't it normal to forget things?
"Like, too much, you are the emperor of football, right? Let me down quickly, I'm going to throw up."
Wade's voice is very painful, don't care how he can speak without lungs and only one head, he can, and this should also be a kind of super ability.
"It's okay, spit it up, your body is in a sack, what can you spit out without a stomach?" Su Ming patted the headless corpse on his shoulder, picked up a high ball with his ankle force, and used the corpse to fly it. God's head clicked and let the ball fall back to the feet.
Wade kept retching, the skin on his face fell all the way: "I was wrong, Slade, I shouldn't be joking with a dark person like you, let me down quickly, it's really good for me to find you , Don’t you want to see my origin story? Now it’s almost time."
Su Ming bent over and grabbed his head in his hands, and thought for a moment: "Are you sure it is now? You were born 80 years ago?"
"No, I think I should be a post-90s." Wade said he was very young.
"God TM ninety zero, guess, can I kick your head to the moon with this kick, so that you can be with the observer?"
Su Ming laughed. Wade doesn't even remember his birthday, so it's useless to keep it.
Deadpool rolled his eyes and thought for a while, and said tentatively: "I guess not, my skull is just ordinary calcium, it can't withstand your strength at all. If you kick it hard, it will burst open, and your brain will be confused. It’s all over, that’s not good."
"Well, it makes sense. I'd better throw your head in the toilet. Why is it so difficult to find a dirt toilet with a cesspool now?" Su Ming put on his chin and thought, as if he was around Look up.
"Oh, generally speaking, long-distance truck rest stops have such toilets, like independent outdoor cabins. The inside is extremely dirty, and there are so many flies that can fight you, but occasionally someone will leave behind some lace magazines or something. Sometimes I need to change my uniform inside when doing tasks, and my pants will get stained if I accidentally..."
Wade suddenly remembered where there is an old-fashioned toilet, and complained that he was too difficult. Once his thoughts were released, his mouth couldn't stop, and he couldn't wait to show his insight to his cousin.
The life of mercenaries is difficult, especially the mercenaries who have bad reviews from customers. Wade has almost all negative reviews on the "Mercenary Review Network". The business depends on acquaintances.
He often needs to go in and out of some very low-level places.
Not everyone can only do high-end business like death knell. From time to time, Deadpool himself has to grab some detective work to maintain his life, such as looking for cats and dogs, and he is often caught by Jessica for that meager reward. Jones beat up.
As a detective, Jessica was also working as a detective to solve the case and earn money. She had a very serious alcoholism problem, and she never had enough money.
Let her have no money to buy wine? She wanted her life, so she chose to beat the disabled Wade and the life back.
Even the mercenary imitation master who has the best relationship with Deadpool often snatches Wade's customers. When they ask, they always say:'Sorry Wade, business is business'.
All in all, Wade finds himself too difficult.
He didn't notice the smile on his cousin's face, thinking about it. He felt pain all over his body when he thought of Jessica, which was probably a kind of phantom pain.
"Thank you, I'm going to find the coach rest stop now."
Su Ming took Wade's head and started walking along the road in the woods.
Deadpool remembered what he had reminded of the death knell before, and he showed a horrified expression: "No! I don't want to swim in the yellow soup! Don't let flies lay eggs in my brain! Slade, I was wrong. I am guilty! I am a post-80s, I am a post-80s!"
Of course, Su Ming just said that he was not so dark yet that he could use his little cousin to fill the cesspit. Just frighten him, lest he dare to play routines in the future, to be honest, he is also quite curious about the origin story of Deadpool.
He poured Wade's body out of the sack, put his head back in, and pressed it hard to make sure the interface could be connected.
"Well, since you recognize the mistake, let's not take it as an example, let's go, it just happens that I have arranged my recent affairs, and I have a few years of free time."
Deadpool held his head with his hands and adjusted his trachea. Then he took out the red and black uniform from his pocket and began to change clothes on the spot, still whispering: "Does the top mercenary vacation count for a few years?" hateful......"
"Cough cough, didn't I tell you? Super soldiers have super hearing, let alone I'm still by your side!" Su Ming chiseled Deadpool's head with a knife and let him swish in. In the uniform.
Deadpool rubbed the top of his head and pinched his mouth helplessly. He just couldn't control his mouth.
Su Ming shook his head: "Okay, don't pretend to be innocent, then you will lead the way."
Vedra lowered his hood and narrowed his small white eyes. He took out an item from his backpack and handed it to Su Ming: "We use a time belt, and I stole the electric cable. Let me lend it to you first, turn this pointer to this scale, and then this knob..."
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The time is unknown in Kansas. At this time, the golden wheat fields represent another bumper harvest. A small blue truck is driving on a rugged dirt road. The truck is pulling a small walking tractor, which sways along with the road. Sloshing.
A man and a woman sat in the dilapidated cab. The man was very sloppy and ragged, wearing a baseball cap, and his checkered shirt was stained with oil from the car repair.
The blonde woman was a little sad holding a medical report~EbookFREE.me~ and couldn't accept the answer to her infertility, and kept crying all the way.
"Don't cry, we can raise one without a child, but we can't buy a Mexican baby." The man drove the car, comforting his wife.
The woman sobbed twice again when she heard the words, her expression softened: "Can you?"
"Of course, to be honest, if there is an abandoned baby on the side of the road, we can just pick it up and be our own child. Haven't they all played on TV? The rich can't handle the illegitimate child, so let the baby In the basket, and then delivered to the church or orphanage in the middle of the night."
The man answered very easily. He has always been an optimist and loves his wife very much.
The last time they went out to work together, he was shot three times and his wife was shot two. There was nothing wrong with him when he drove away with a few bags of money. However, this time the inspection revealed that his wife had lost her fertility.
This is a big blow, but as a male and female debut, three years of robbing them without knowing how many banks, they can withstand it.