Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

"Huh? Why is one box missing from the temporary shipment?"

Looking at the empty cubicle, Deadpool tilted his head in confusion.

Forget it, I don't want to.

Get your things and leave quickly.

Deadpool, having made a considerable profit, patted his belt and disappeared from the room.

He hasn't decided whether or not to go back.

How about we relax for a few more days?

Anyway, Deadpool isn't worried about dying.

Chapter 864, Section 885: Preparing to Escape

Let's call this a safe house for now, in a messy one.

Deadpool suddenly appeared in the room carrying a large bag.

"Phew~ Perfect."

Casually tossing aside the priceless Compound V and the temporary Compound V, Deadpool clapped his hands, expressing his immense satisfaction with his actions.

Although there were some minor surprises.

But there is no doubt that it was a perfect stealth maneuver.

Because everyone who saw him was already dead.

No one knows his true identity.

As expected of me.

Comfortably nestled on the sofa, Deadpool started looking at his phone and organizing his thoughts.

Although Deadpool looks like a crazy person who's having a lot of fun.

But as a former top mercenary.

Deadpool's brain is still pretty sharp.

It's just that most of the time Deadpool prefers to let his brain rust.

Vought International will definitely be furious tonight, and might even call in the Seven to search for them.

After all, the theft of Compound V was tantamount to digging up the foundation of Vought International.

Although many terrorists outside also possess superpowers and have Compound V.

But all of that was permitted by Water Corporation.

After all, they need a powerful enemy to demonstrate the necessity of superheroes.

Deadpool's act of taking both the data and the finished product together was enough to make Vought International issue a worldwide warrant for his arrest.

However, Deadpool said he felt no psychological burden at all.

This company is pretty bad to begin with.

Previously, the company's senior management even tried to use Homelander's force to coerce the US government into compromising with them, blah blah blah.

It's not that I encountered any unfair treatment, or that I was fighting for equal rights.

It's simply that I want more.

Of course, given their nature, those people would definitely target Vought Corporation behind the scenes.

For details, please refer to a certain black marinated egg.

He wished the whole world were under his control.

He wants to know whether you use single-layer or double-layer toilet paper after you poop.

"By the way, should I send these things back first?"

Deadpool sat up abruptly from the sofa, wondering if he should return these things first.

After all, the other superpowered individuals are relatively normal.

But Homelander is a completely overpowered character.

It feels like this guy wandered onto the wrong set.

This setting sounds quite familiar.

The guy next door who wears his underwear on the outside seems to be doing the same thing.

Speaking of which, there seems to be another guy with a similar setup, but that guy's battle suit is white and red.

Sitting on the sofa, Deadpool once again drifted off into daydreaming.

People tend to think a lot when they know and understand more.

It's easy for thoughts to go astray.

Why is it said that children have the highest plasticity?

Because they are exposed to relatively few things, they don't have that many ideas in their minds.

Scratching his butt, Deadpool decided to take action.

Although he himself didn't care, it would be a big problem if that Homelander found his loot here and lost it.

Deadpool might try using his somewhat unstable Space Belt to take his partner on an unforgettable and thrilling trip.

No one knows which part of his body will be left behind the next time he presses the button.

If you're lucky, you might lose your head on the first try.

If you're unlucky, you might start from your feet and gradually climb up.

That would be so exciting.

Without further ado, Deadpool once again hoisted the sack and pressed the belt around his waist.

In fact, Deadpool has the ability to travel between worlds.

Deadpool himself doesn't quite understand the principle behind this ability.

You might call it a superpower, but it doesn't seem like one.

You could say it's talent, but that doesn't quite seem right.

It feels like a plugin that works sometimes and doesn't work at all.

It's said to be my own ability, but it doesn't really feel like it's mine.

Sometimes it suddenly works, but most of the time it doesn't.

When can it be used?

Deadpool can use it whenever he wants.

What's the difference between this and it being usable all the time?

A few seconds later, Deadpool reappeared in the safe house.

The door to the safe house was blasted open by a terrifying force the moment I sat down on the sofa.

The door handle was twisted into a pretzel, and the entire door was removed.

"Deadpool, what have you been doing all night?"

Homelander casually tossed the door aside and stared intently at Deadpool, asking.

Homelander has wanted to get rid of this disrespectful guy for a long time.

Don't talk about a team or anything like that.

In the eyes of the Chinese people, everyone except themselves is insignificant.

You can kill them at will.

Locomotives, deep sea, and black are all just things that can be replaced at will.

Including this scoundrel in front of me who doesn't respect himself.

To borrow a phrase from a neighboring Kaigaku, those who have the discerning eye to recognize their own worth are good, while those who do not are absolutely evil.

This is the mentality of people from our motherland.

There was only one exception, the only one the Homelander could tolerate.

"Me? I've been playing video games all night."

Deadpool held up his phone and waved it, saying something very innocent.

Deadpool wasn't worried that this guy would cause him trouble.

He wanted to get rid of himself, but the higher-ups at Walter disagreed.

They won't break ties with themselves without a good reason.

"is it?"

Listening carefully to Deadpool's heartbeat, Homelander said with some skepticism.

Suddenly, the tip of Homelander's nose twitched twice.

"You are hurt?"

Homelander turned his head sharply and looked at Deadpool, asking.

A hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.

But that smile only sent chills down one's spine.

"Yeah, you know, I can't die, so I sometimes try to kill myself for fun."

With his hands outstretched, Deadpool said nonchalantly.

"Yeah, indeed."

Shrugging, Homelander pursed his lips and a relaxed expression appeared on his face.

He turned around casually with his hands behind his back and said:

"The intruder tonight was very careful, but it wasn't enough."

"I accidentally got injured and left blood on the spot."

"How careless of you."

As he spoke, Homelander turned and raised an eyebrow at Deadpool.

"Remember to come to the meeting tomorrow morning."

Having said that, the Homelander suddenly flew out.

He was incredibly excited at that moment.

He was pretty sure that the thief was Deadpool.

"Oh dear, looks like we can't continue playing like this."

Watching Homelander leave, Deadpool tossed his phone aside, somewhat bored.

I wonder how those rebels I sponsored are doing.

Previously, it was said that they had found Homelander's son?

Looks like there's going to be some good stuff to watch.

Forget it, I'll find a chance to leave.

This world has lost its meaning.

With his head resting on the sofa, Deadpool thought to himself.

As for why we're not leaving now?

Leaving sneakily is not Deadpool's style.

I will be leaving in the spotlight.