America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“Thanks to you, otherwise I might be finished,” Peter whispered to Li Qun.

“I was just thinking a little more about the possible unexpected situations,” Li Qun whispered to Peter.

“You two are back!” Gwen called out to Liqun and Peter.

Gwen's move was also part of Li Qun's plan, in order to let Ben Parker know the reason why the two of them left the game.

“The restrooms are packed with people, so we’ll have to go outside to take care of our needs,” Li Qun said to Gwen.

“Don’t explain this to me,” Gwen said, feigning anger.

“Peter, your face is a little red, like you have an allergic reaction.” Uncle Ben looked at Peter.

“Uncle Ben, it’s probably some kind of chemical substance here that’s causing my body to react, which is why this place was just renovated,” Peter explained.

"Shouldn't watching a game be exhilarating?" Walter White chimed in, his cheeks slightly flushed.

"It's a bit hot, shall we go outside?"

Harry's face was also red; he looked like he was the one who was really having an allergic reaction.

“No, I feel like I really can’t breathe,” Harry said.

Walter White looked at Harry and frowned.

"Take him out of here quickly."

Li Qun and Peter each held Harry on either side and led him out of the factory.

"Slight swelling, but it can't be described as just a mild allergic reaction," Walter White said, checking Harry's condition.

"What's going on?" Ben Parker also became nervous.

"It might be a problem with the interior decoration materials; Harry had an allergic reaction," Li Qun said.

"Does he need to go to the hospital? I'll take him," Uncle Ben asked.

“No need for that, just take me home,” Harry said.

“I’ll drive,” Li Qun said.

“Take my car, I’ll go with you,” Gwen said.

“Me too…” Peter pointed at Harry and then looked at Uncle Ben.

“Dad?” Stephanie looked at Walter.

"Don't go and cause trouble," Walter White said, pulling Stephanie back.

"Let's go!"

“Uncle Ben, Peter might not be coming back tonight,” Li Qun said to Ben Parker.

“I’ll be with you too; you all need an adult to come with you,” Ben Parker said.

“No, no, no…” Harry cried out.

“Uncle Ben, I get nervous with you around. My allergic reaction is also related to my emotions,” Harry shouted to Uncle Ben.

“There are such cases,” Walter White said, turning to Ben Parker.

“If there’s an emergency, remember to call me,” Ben Parker instructed Peter.

"I understand. I will definitely call if anything happens."

Li Qun and Peter carried Harry away, with Gwen following behind them, heading towards the parking area next to the factory.

Gwen opened the car door, and Li Qun and Peter put Harry in the car. Li Qun sat in the driver's seat, Gwen sat in the passenger seat, and Peter took care of Harry in the back seat.

"Harry, do you have any medicine with you?" Peter asked with concern.

"Have……"

Harry took a small bottle from his coat pocket, poured out a few pills, and swallowed them.

“Harry, you really are having an allergic reaction? I thought you were just acting.” Gwen turned around and looked at Harry Osborn in surprise.

"What do you mean by 'acting'?"

"I really have an allergic reaction!"

“When I sat down in the stands, I could feel something in the air, and my throat felt a little itchy,” Harry said.

“I really wish someone could figure out exactly what the mechanism of an allergic reaction in humans is,” Harry complained.

"We'd have to use living people to study it," Li Qun said, driving the car.

“…Uh, I’m looking forward to technological advancements,” Harry said.

Harry's special allergy medication worked immediately after he took it. By the time Li Qun drove to Harry's mansion, Harry's allergic reaction had subsided considerably.

Harry sent a message to his butler Bernard from the car. When Harry got out of the car, Bernard and Norman Osborn were already waiting for him at the door.

“Thank you so much for your help,” Norman Osborn said to Li Qun, Gwen, and Peter.

Norman looked into the car to make sure there were only the four of them inside.

“Stephanie wanted to come too, but her father stopped her,” Harry explained to Norman.

"And what about Stephanie?" Gwen muttered softly.

Gwen's voice was very soft, but Li Qun and Peter both heard it.

Chapter 199 Wishing you a long and happy life

Wade knocked on the car window, and Peter opened the door to let Wade in. They planned to talk in Gwen's car.

After dropping Harry off at his house, Li Qun and the others didn't stay there. Li Qun then drove Gwen home. Li Qun and Peter were left alone, and they drove to Wade's house to wait for him to come home.

"I didn't give anything away, everything is fine."

Sitting in the car, Wade reassured Peter and Li Qun.

“Mr. Wade, do you want to make some money?” Peter asked, looking at Wade.

"Continue to be your stand-in?" Wade asked, guessing.

"No."

“You be Red Spider,” Peter said to Wade.

"What do you mean?"

Wade Wilson glanced at Peter Parker, then at Li Qun.

“I’m a little overwhelmed,” Peter said.

"You can't even handle this level? Peter, you're so useless!" Wade said.

“I’m still a student, and I worry about coming home late every day,” Peter said.

“He’s really too well-behaved.” Wade looked Peter up and down.

“So, Peter, do you want me to take your place in the final championship game?” Wade asked.

“It’s not about replacing you, it’s about you being me,” Peter said.

"To be precise, it's a red spider," Li Qun said from the side.

"You gave me your masked identity? But I prefer the name Deadpool," Wade said.

"Okay then..."

"The prize money from the overall championship is all mine, you guys don't get any," Wade said with a smile.

“Hmm.” Peter nodded.

"They're so young," Wade remarked.

"Since that's the case, then I'll go all the way and do a good deed."

"If I lose the next game, I'll take off the mask and let people see my face; if I win in the end, I'll also take off the mask and completely bind myself to the identity of Starscream. Peter, you don't mind, do you?" Wade asked seriously.

“I don’t mind,” Peter replied.

"I'm the one who took advantage of you."

“Wade, aren’t you worried?” Li Qun asked.

"What are you worried about?" Wade asked Li Qun.

“If you replace Peter, the opponents you’ll face next will be formidable,” Li Qun said.

“I wasn’t serious when I played Peter that day; I really underestimated him.” Wade looked at Li Qun earnestly.

"Trust me, I won't be so easily defeated once I'm in serious fighting mode."

“You don’t need to pay the hire fee this time. Consider it money I used to buy a spot in the final championship game,” Wade said to Li Qun.

“I’m handing all the materials over to you.” Peter handed his backpack to Wade, and as he made this decision, he silently began to pack.

“The phone number is the only two clues…” Peter said.

“It’s simple. Just tell everyone you’re my assistant. I’m a fool, and you’re a smart, soon-to-be college student. I really need a smart person to help me with the work,” Wade told Peter.

"OMG, I quite like this scenery."

“Peter, do you know what you’ve missed? I could have lived off the title of Queens Street Fighting Champion, Red Spider, for the rest of my life.”

Wade leaned back in his seat and began to dream about the future.

The four divisions in New York have already produced their own regional champions. In the upcoming championship battle, each of the four regional champions will receive an appearance fee, earning several thousand US dollars per appearance.

"Is there anything else to discuss?" Wade turned to look at Peter.

"The most important, but also the most likely to expose, step: the redemption of the bonus."

“Whoever’s account the cashed check bonus goes into will be the real Red Spider,” Peter said.

"Do you trust me?" Wade asked.

“If we didn’t trust you, how could we dare to ask you to do this kind of thing?” Li Qun retorted.

“Give me the bonus check, and I’ll handle it for you. No one will find out,” Wade said.

“IRS?” Li Qun asked.