Chapter 2475: Dislike each other

"Broken, I was so happy to kill, I forgot these guys are going to sell money..."
In the wreck of the spaceship filled with flames and smoke, Deadpool suddenly realized a serious problem.
According to the original plan, if the cable teleported itself here, he should seize the opportunity to catch more Skrulls and sell them to Tony Stark or SHIELD.
But after being beaten for a few rounds, he couldn't control the hunger message from the symbiote. He lost control. Not only did he kill all the Skrulls on the spacecraft through nonsense and disgusting means, he also allowed the venom to eat them all. Corpse.
How to sell it now?
"The enemy's spacecraft was beaten into a pile of broken pieces of iron, and all the targets were dead. Together, these two things should have brought me twice as much happiness, but why is it so?"
The uniform on his body has completely disappeared. It looks like the deadpool with a rotten corpse sat alone on a big rock not far away. He stretched out his hand to catch the snow falling from the sky, and muttered to himself:
"It's really a bit cold here, I blame this symbiote, even if I eat the clothes of the Skrulls, don't you know how to leave one for me? If you are stupid, you know how to eat, bad review."
"...Trash host, bad review."
The Venom also thought about it at the same time. After eliminating the enemy, it only ate a three-point full, and the host forced Lai to stay awake, annoying!
The most important thing is that I still can't eat him, and I feel sick when I eat it, which is really unfortunate.
The Skrull's spaceship base is anchored in a col between high mountains, above the snow line, and off the beaten track. If it were not for a conveyor belt, Deadpool would not have come here.
Can't figure out the specific location, how should I return to the United States?
"Forget it, if you can't find the shoes to lose, then make a call." Wade took out the phone from the remaining silk pouch and dialed the number expertly with his hands that were frozen like chicken paws: "Midnight Express? I want to deliver a uniform from home to my current location...Well, I am an SSVIP user, should I turn on my mobile phone to locate it? Okay, hurry up."
Why can you find yourself when you open the phone to locate the other party? It should be high-tech, Deadpool didn't think anything was wrong, on the contrary, it felt very convenient.
After the phone call, he went back to a burning machine and stretched out his hand to warm up the fire: "Venom, why are you so weak? Shouldn't the thousands of enemies be dealt with in one swish?"
"..."
Venom doesn't bother to communicate with him. That's the Super Scroo, and cooperating with the host can destroy them. Is it super strong?
Why swish to wipe out the enemy? Impossible, I have eaten the Cree, the Shia, the host of various races and the same kind that have been digested in the past has no less than hundreds of people, knowledgeable, and there can be no symbiont stronger than myself!
Deadpool, who didn't get a response, was even more unhappy. His symbiosis was so weak that he wouldn't be screaming.
I can't even hold my hand, what's the use of coming?
Even without it, it would only be a matter of time before these Skrews were killed by oneself, and the role of the symbiote would be almost non-existent.
Ok?
Suddenly, a light flashed through Wade's mind, because there is a saying in the United States called ‘Others’ trash may be your treasure.’ This sentence brings inspiration.
Your symbiote is undoubtedly rubbish, but what if you sell it to Tony? Will he be willing to bid? After all, this is also an alien creature, and it looks weird in appearance.
His eyes are getting more and more dangerous, with the smile of a weasel greeting the rooster on his face, looking at his shoulder, he said softly:
"Dear, wait for the uniform to arrive, I found the way back to the United States, I will take you to a good place, hehehe..."
"..."
Venom doesn't bother to care about him, doesn't this silly host X know that any of his thoughts are shared with the symbiote?
But this may be a good opportunity to get out, maybe I can take this opportunity to parasitize the burrito...wait! Why do I suddenly think so? ! What did he do to my thinking? !
It's no good, you must get out as soon as possible! The thinking has become more and more chaotic, and it is about to lose its sanity. Is this what humans call crazy?
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"Jessica, do you think the man in the alley over there is Nick Fury?"
Just coming out of the Stark Mansion, the bug, who hadn’t figured out where to investigate, suddenly found a black bald head, which flashed by in the alley not far away, and the corners of the black windbreaker flung out during walking. After a chic arc, disappeared into the darkness.
Jessica, who was still holding the kraft paper bag with wine in her arms, raised her eyes: "Looks a lot like the person in the photo, but only saw a figure from the back. The black bald head looks the same, and it's still night."
"I feel like it, and my feelings have always been accurate in the past." The little insect walked towards the alley, waving his hands in front of him to strengthen his persuasive power: "But maybe my own heart is too dirty, I heard you It’s probably because I feel wrong to say that black topics always feel racist."
Jessica followed Peter indifferently. Her private detective certificate hadn't been tested yet, and she was now a mercenary with money. Anyway, the private detective agency brand on the Hell's Kitchen was basically the same.
As long as taxes are paid on time, no one will care.
Mr. Stark, the employer, said that he was looking for someone, so he followed him out. She was completely unfamiliar with Nick Fury and Avengers, let alone any sense of urgency.
"You are too sensitive, Peter. You must have watched too many Captain America educational videos to make your moral alarm too sensitive. Relax, you know I didn't mean that, like'Black people all look the same. ','It's too dark at night to see clearly' and the like, simply because of individual visual differences and the different levels of brain memory of portraits."
"That's it..." The little insect nodded. This is correct. Some people are face blind plus night blindness, but when the object described is black, he is too sensitive.
Can't you watch more of the captain's educational film? I learned it and I won't watch it again.
While talking, UU reading www.uukanshu.com two people caught up with the sneaky Fury. Peter was able to carry out "three-dimensional maneuvers" between tall buildings, and Jessica was able to fly because of their movement. The speed is much faster than those who run on two legs.
"Sir! Director Fury! Wait!" Peter in midair pulled the spider silk down his hips with both hands, flipped 720 degrees, and suddenly fell in front of Fury with a gymnastic motion: "Is that you sir? "
Hei La Dan was expressionless, his one eye seemed to have no focus: "It's Spider-Man, what are you looking for me?"
Peter squinted his eyes. This is not quite right. Fry separated from everyone not long ago, and it was he who ordered to deal with the Skrullians. Of course he should know what is going on.
Well, this is a fake.
If this is a fake, then the real Fury has been taken away, so that the Skrulls can transform into him.
"I fight!"
Imitating the actions of Bruce Lee in the movie, Peter jumped up and turned around and kicked, and then Jessica who rushed to see him doing it, naturally, without a doubt, pounced on him, and confronted him who was beaten to the wall. Rui made up a quick combo.