"Tick"

"Tick"

In the quiet little room, there were the rustling sounds of small creatures crawling, and the crisp sound of unknown liquid constantly dripping on the ground and splashing small water.

Qi Ji was exhausted. How long has he been hanging here? Anyway, when he was bored, he counted his heartbeat and counted 53,671 times, but it was broken because a cockroach crawled over his face. Now he has to count again.

At this time, his face, whose face was ruined, was already over-congested and was about to explode.

And his mouth was dry as if it was cracked, and drops of blood were flowing out of the cracked mouth of his lips.

"Bang"

At this time, the door of the small room was kicked open by a strong man, and the loud noise broke the silence in the room.

"Thank God! Is God finally merciful to me? Virgin Mary, is it you?"

"Bang!"

A fist as big as a casserole hit Qizhi's belly, and his body began to shake due to the impact of this punch, because of inertia.

When Qiji was swinging, he saw clearly that the person who was raiding him was the sandstorm angel.

"It's you again? Are you still holding a grudge against me because of a punch in the morning? Can you let me go? I'm really super..."

"Bang!"

The second and third punches followed one after another. This time Qi Ji was hit in the face with a punch. A big yellow tooth flew out of his mouth, outlining a beautiful arc in the air, and finally two ding-tone bullets fell to the ground.

The moment Qi Ji held the fist with his face, he seemed to see God calling him... No, a pretty woman was looking at him in a corner of the room! She must be an angel!

Only a large golden wave like a waterfall sprinkled on her shoulders, a black slit long skirt made her bulge in front and back, making her figure as curved as a classical vase to the fullest.

The faces of European and Americans are beautiful that cannot be described in words. This beauty is not different from race or skin color. It is a beauty that can be appreciated by the whole world.

Wait a minute, why do I see the angel?

Who are you seeing? Real hallucinations?

Am I really going to die? Why do I think of women at this time?

"Bang!"

The fourth punch of the Sand and Dust Angel came, and this punch fell on Qi Ji's forehead and directly wiped Qi Ji's eyes out of the blue...

In just one day, Qi Ji had fainted twice in a row, setting a new record. If Qi Ji had friends here, they would definitely cheer for him.

Half-dream and half-awake, Qi Ji felt five cold and slender fingers stroking his face.

At this moment, Qi Ji was no longer hanging upside down, but lying on a slightly hard wooden bed.

He was locked up in a small ward with a very poor environment. The whole room was only able to barely see something by a small light bulb with a weak light that could be turned off at any time.

At this moment, Qi Ji felt pain all over his body was about to fall apart.

Qi Ji opened his eyes hazyly. He saw the blond angel in a black slit skirt he saw when he was beaten up as a human body sandbag. The first moment Qi Ji saw only one skeleton when he saw her face, but the skeleton face quickly turned into a beautiful face...

So beautiful... Are all angels in Europe and America so beautiful?

I decided to leave here and look at the European and American areas.

When the woman saw Qi Ji open her eyes, she seemed to know what Qi Ji was thinking. She chuckled softly. Her voice seemed to be a good medicine to cure her stubborn disease. Just her clear bell-like laugh made Qi Ji feel refreshed!

There was still a faint smell in the air, but the smell was mixed with the faint body fragrance of the woman in front of her.

I am still in that laboratory here. Is my soul about to be stripped away?

But the woman at the head of her bed...

"Who are you?" Qi Ji sat up and stared at the woman in front of him.

The woman tilted her head slightly and looked at Qi Ji. Her eyes smiled like crescent-shaped, "Did you forget me so soon?"

"You can't be what I fantasized about, right? It must be, it seems that I'm crazy about women..."

"Then I'll leave?" the woman chuckled when she heard this.

Qi Ji sighed after hearing this, and then looked at the beauty at the bedside.

He gently patted his forehead with one hand and sat up straight: "Am I crazy? I can actually see hallucinations. What should I see next? Alice, who is 300 pounds next door? Who else? I heard that the beast girl is good..."

"You are really cute. You are deliberately making trouble with me, right?" The gentle voice appeared again, and she gently touched Qi Ji's ear.

At this time, the woman's movements were very ambiguous, and Qi Ji could even feel the heat emitted when the two fragrant lips opened and closed.

"Wade, we finally meet again... I miss you." Death gently opened his arms and hugged Qi Ji, who was confused, into his arms. "The contract we signed a year ago will take effect in one month of Earth Day. At that time, I will be able to meet you at any time... But I am sorry, Thanos' curse on you..."

"Contract? Is it the same trick as the British merchants who sold slaves to America back then? No, Oh, God, please pity me... Wait, you say I was cursed by Thanos?"

"Ah," the woman was a little helpless. She gently stroked the long hair on her forehead to the ears, and easily opened Deadpool, revealing her smooth forehead. "Wade, once the contract takes effect, you will become my messenger, and Thanos will never hurt you again."

"Oh, that's great."

"Wade, you know, there is only one thing in this world that can satisfy me," a woman's face gradually showed a flurry of excitement, "That is the end of life - death... You keep walking between life and death, and you are the most humorous and excellent hunter I have ever seen, so I decided it's you."

"So...you let me be your Pokémon?"

"You make people feel more secure than Thanos. You will become the messenger of death. Reap the creatures for me. Wade, be strong." Death said, gently hugged Qi Ji's face and kissed him deeply...

...

After death disappeared for a long time, Qi Ji suddenly opened his eyes. He took a breath and sat up as if he had reborn.

Death... He actually saw death! And death really loved Deadpool!!

Qi Ji lowered his head and looked at his spreading hands, then clenched them tightly into his fists...

I am already an immortal body cursed by Thanos... So what is the contract of death...? It has not been mentioned in the comics...

He slapped himself in the face to calm himself down. At this moment, he suddenly found that other places on his body that had been beaten by the sand angels did not hurt anymore... That level of injury would never be able to recover from just waking up!

Then there is only one possibility - my ability has awakened, has my death helped me just now?

Have you gained the ability to heal yourself?

Qi Ji raised his right hand and decisively took a bite on his wrist. Anyway, the pain was nothing to him.

This bite made my wrist blood flow, but after a quarter of an hour the wound recovered as before, leaving only dry blood stains.

Yes, I already have the ability to heal myself!

Next he tried to wave his fists and feet, and found that today's fists were quite light, and a light punch could make a hole in the stone wall...

Wade's fighting skills were played back in Qi Ji's mind like a film projector, and it was firmly imprinted in his mind, and his body could easily display it. These memories were very vague before!

After swinging two punches, Qi Ji lay on the bed again, thinking about what he should do next, which caused him to toss and turns and still couldn't sleep.

He didn't hurt or itchy, so he chose to sit up and scanned the small ward that was only five square meters to find out if there was a way to escape from the prison.

The walls everywhere are filled with moss and a disgusting fishy smell. Outside the small window of the ward door is a dark corridor. There is a pitiful candle lamp every few meters. The candle lamp can only barely illuminate a small area.

From time to time, a few flying insects rush to the candle and are immediately burned into black residue, which is like saying that the end of these people who are being used as experiments want to escape.

But Qi Ji is different, he will not die.

Just as Qi Ji felt sad for the flying insects that had just been blowing the fire, a dirty hand that had scabbed suddenly squeezed out the candle.

Then a young, delicate face with delicate facial features as if cut by a knife appeared outside Qi Ji's ward. What impressed him the most was his bright blue eyes.

When both of them were sitting on the bed in Qiji's ward, Qiji finally couldn't help but speak: "Who are you here? How did you come in? Before I could see clearly, you came in through the wall and sat on my bed,

Also, since you are so powerful, why don’t you leave here? Fly away like a moth, okay, I admit that this is not a good description, so who is you?"

"Francis didn't know that I was awakened, but there were thick protective walls and a lot of guards around his lab, and my penetration ability could not pass through the outer barriers of the lab."

The young man with dirty face said that because Qi Ji's disfigured face was so special that he glanced at him secretly for several times.

The young man's accent was very strange. Qi Ji thought he might be Russian. He always spoke with a slut and slim tongue, just like a Russian-made RPK machine gun.

"Wait a minute... Then what are you doing for me? I have nothing," Qi Ji said, pointing to his face. "You see, I only have this face, just like being bitten by a mutant Sharpee who drank Japanese sea water. No, it's like Freddy of the Ghost Street who fucked the Utah map."

"No, sir... I saw it," the young man sat upright, his eyes still so vivid, "You smashed the wall with your fists."

Qi Ji sighed and ignored the young man and lay directly on the bed: "I actually peeked at me, have you ever considered that I was really bitten by the radiated Sharpee Dog, and became Sharpee Dog Man, just like Spider-Man, but I can't spit white silk... Wait, I will~"

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Chapter completed!