SWNOVELXO Mei Man: Starting from the Dimension Demon
Chapter 132 "How many bottles do you have? I want them all!"
Chapter 132 "How many bottles do you have? I want them all!"
boom!
The body forcibly twisted in the air, and Nobunaga's left waist was pulled out by the bullet with a scorching scratch.
The incoming arc pulse was long overdue, and it exploded between the two with a bang. Nobunaga rolled back, with his toes touching the ground, just taking advantage of the shock wave to recede behind him.
Deadpool was a bit miserable. First, he was blasted with dirt on his face, and then the shock wave came, and his body was lifted into the air and rotated 720 degrees with his face down, and his neck broke on the spot with a click.
[Mood value from Wade Wilson +1245]
[Mood value from Tony Stark +1288]
"Uh Wade, I'm sorry, I'll compensate you $10 for this blow!"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, he spread his palms, and Tony slowly descended from the air.
Hmm. And this good thing?
With a click, he straightened his head, and Deadpool happily jumped up from the ground like a rabbit in excitement.
Snapped.
He put his arm around Tony's shoulders, and smiled as brightly as he was embracing the patron's father.
"Yo Tony, I love you so much, trust me, I'd marry you if I were a girl!"
Open the brain hole, Deadpool fell into fantasy.
"You think if we have a child, what about Viggo Stark?"
"not so good!"
Too lazy to complain about his level of naming, Tony pushed it away, opened the mask and showed a confident expression.
"Wade, you should keep your Brother Wei to yourself. A man like me doesn't need this kind of thing!"
"Come on? You are already in your 30s, make up for it properly and no one will laugh at you."
Glancing disdainfully at Tony's lower body, Deadpool sighed, and patted him on the shoulder heavily to remind him in the tone of a person who has been there.
"Pepper is not young anymore, as the saying goes, women in their 30s are as fierce as tigers, can you really subdue her?
If you don't like Brother Wei, I still have a bottle of Indian oil for you to try."
"."
Shet, this is the battlefield, you are here to tell me about these bed things, is it really okay?
Respect your opponent, okay?
Feeling speechless in his heart, Tony waved his hands righteously and scolded.
"Wade, take a good look at the battlefield and our enemies!"
With a sudden step back, Nobunaga: "."
"Hey, don't be shy~ Tonight, I'll secretly send you the Indian oil, the genuine product, I promise to let you sing and sing every night!"
Glancing at Nobunaga, he found that the guy was a little further away unconsciously, Deadpool didn't care, and patted Tony's shoulder with a lewd smile.
"."
Looking at him, Tony wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end. He thought of Pepper Pepper, his mouth twitched slightly, and his voice was lowered.
"How many bottles do you have? I want them all!"
"atmosphere!"
He took out half a bottle of Indian oil from his crotch, and Deadpool sneakily stuffed it into his hand.
"Last night, I dedicated myself and used half a bottle, and the effect is very good!"
hey. you?How did you use it.
With a look of disgust on his face, Tony gripped tightly.
"The effect. Is it really as good as you said?"
"Leverage!" Thumbs up, Deadpool guaranteed with his reputation.
"."
It's your reputation, I don't believe it, Wade!
Tightening the half bottle of oil in his hand, Tony decided to verify it by himself tonight!
Da da da da
In the distance, an Apache gunship is flying towards here.
Nearer, a large number of policemen came from all directions, holding guns and yelling.
Click.
Standing up straight, Nobunaga slowly sheathed the knife, staring at Tony's face with a satisfied expression.
If Wojin had died at the hands of some potbellied, fat-brained unknown, he would have had his head cut off.
But Wojin's death during the mission to assassinate Tony Stark has a different meaning.
Those of them who came out of Meteor Street, which one is not a murderous character, every member of the brigade has long been prepared to die at any time.
It's like being hit and killed by a motorcycle or a Rolls-Royce when you go out. You will die anyway. If you choose one, you must choose the right one!
Nobunaga's thought at this time was very simple, Wojin wanted revenge, and he would go to S.H.I.E.L.D., but Tony Stark, a world-renowned guy, Wojin died in the mission to assassinate him. That said, it's not considered a scapegoat.
This is the magic of his brain circuit. He doesn't know if other members of the brigade will seek revenge from Iron Man, but as a warrior, he has no killing intent.
"Tony Stark, send a message to S.H.I.E.L.D. for me, Wo Jin's revenge, I will definitely visit the door in person someday!"
After leaving this sentence, Nobunaga jumped straight into the audience stage behind him. Seeing that he was about to escape, a large number of police officers hurriedly raised their guns to shoot, but they were easily dodged by the other party.
His speed was extremely fast, and his body was extremely dexterous. He stepped on the heads of several audience members and hurried upwards, and quickly turned over the audience stand and came to the back of it.
The few police officers deployed here wanted to shoot to stop him, but they couldn't keep up with his movements. They could only helplessly watch him rush into the crowd in the street behind, and disappear after several consecutive dodges.
[Mood value from Wade Wilson +1273]
[Mood value from Tony Stark +1291]
on the field.
Rubbing his face, Deadpool looked puzzled.
"So, why did this guy come here today?"
After pondering for a while, Tony thought of some possibility: "...afternoon."
"To whom?"
"SHIELD!"
"Then who are you looking for us?"
"Through us, to show SHIELD his power, just like scolding each other before a basketball game." Touching his chin, Tony saw it very clearly.
"Ah? What about that pole dancer dressed in avant-garde, holding two small lightning whips, as proud as if he just got off work from a nightclub?" Deadpool asked doubtfully, pointing to a guy who had just woken up.
"Uh..." Tony glanced at Ivan Vanke lying on the ground, and said in an uncertain tone, "A gigolo whose head has been messed up by persecution paranoia?"
what? !
As soon as he regained a little consciousness, Ivan Vanke suddenly heard Tony's heart-rending evaluation.
Think of me, Ivan Vanke, a majestic technical genius, who made a set of mourning whip armor by using only a little of the Ark reactor technology left by his father.
Now, you actually slander me as a gigolo? ! !
puff~
Furious and furious, he spat out a big mouthful of blood. After Ivan Vanke opened his eyes and cursed Fake loudly, his eyes darkened and he fainted again.
"Uh Tony, was that gigolo scolding us just now?" Pulling out his knife, Deadpool seemed to hear a sound. Falk?
"."
Unexpectedly, that person's heart is so fragile, Tony originally wanted to ask where the other party's Ark reactor came from, but now it seems that it may be time to find another time.
Step on.
The pouring police officers quickly surrounded the scene. They handcuffed Ivan Vanke and carefully looked in Tony's direction.
Facing this world-renowned superhero, they still need to wait for orders from their superiors before they can react.
Da da da.
With strong wind pressure, an Apache gunship hovered over the arena.
He raised his hand to block his eyes, and amidst the fallen leaves all over the sky, the door of the helicopter was pulled open.
Click.
Leaning on the hatch, Nick Fury looked down and met Tony instantly.
"Tony Stark, we...need to talk."
(End of this chapter)
boom!
The body forcibly twisted in the air, and Nobunaga's left waist was pulled out by the bullet with a scorching scratch.
The incoming arc pulse was long overdue, and it exploded between the two with a bang. Nobunaga rolled back, with his toes touching the ground, just taking advantage of the shock wave to recede behind him.
Deadpool was a bit miserable. First, he was blasted with dirt on his face, and then the shock wave came, and his body was lifted into the air and rotated 720 degrees with his face down, and his neck broke on the spot with a click.
[Mood value from Wade Wilson +1245]
[Mood value from Tony Stark +1288]
"Uh Wade, I'm sorry, I'll compensate you $10 for this blow!"
A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, he spread his palms, and Tony slowly descended from the air.
Hmm. And this good thing?
With a click, he straightened his head, and Deadpool happily jumped up from the ground like a rabbit in excitement.
Snapped.
He put his arm around Tony's shoulders, and smiled as brightly as he was embracing the patron's father.
"Yo Tony, I love you so much, trust me, I'd marry you if I were a girl!"
Open the brain hole, Deadpool fell into fantasy.
"You think if we have a child, what about Viggo Stark?"
"not so good!"
Too lazy to complain about his level of naming, Tony pushed it away, opened the mask and showed a confident expression.
"Wade, you should keep your Brother Wei to yourself. A man like me doesn't need this kind of thing!"
"Come on? You are already in your 30s, make up for it properly and no one will laugh at you."
Glancing disdainfully at Tony's lower body, Deadpool sighed, and patted him on the shoulder heavily to remind him in the tone of a person who has been there.
"Pepper is not young anymore, as the saying goes, women in their 30s are as fierce as tigers, can you really subdue her?
If you don't like Brother Wei, I still have a bottle of Indian oil for you to try."
"."
Shet, this is the battlefield, you are here to tell me about these bed things, is it really okay?
Respect your opponent, okay?
Feeling speechless in his heart, Tony waved his hands righteously and scolded.
"Wade, take a good look at the battlefield and our enemies!"
With a sudden step back, Nobunaga: "."
"Hey, don't be shy~ Tonight, I'll secretly send you the Indian oil, the genuine product, I promise to let you sing and sing every night!"
Glancing at Nobunaga, he found that the guy was a little further away unconsciously, Deadpool didn't care, and patted Tony's shoulder with a lewd smile.
"."
Looking at him, Tony wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything in the end. He thought of Pepper Pepper, his mouth twitched slightly, and his voice was lowered.
"How many bottles do you have? I want them all!"
"atmosphere!"
He took out half a bottle of Indian oil from his crotch, and Deadpool sneakily stuffed it into his hand.
"Last night, I dedicated myself and used half a bottle, and the effect is very good!"
hey. you?How did you use it.
With a look of disgust on his face, Tony gripped tightly.
"The effect. Is it really as good as you said?"
"Leverage!" Thumbs up, Deadpool guaranteed with his reputation.
"."
It's your reputation, I don't believe it, Wade!
Tightening the half bottle of oil in his hand, Tony decided to verify it by himself tonight!
Da da da da
In the distance, an Apache gunship is flying towards here.
Nearer, a large number of policemen came from all directions, holding guns and yelling.
Click.
Standing up straight, Nobunaga slowly sheathed the knife, staring at Tony's face with a satisfied expression.
If Wojin had died at the hands of some potbellied, fat-brained unknown, he would have had his head cut off.
But Wojin's death during the mission to assassinate Tony Stark has a different meaning.
Those of them who came out of Meteor Street, which one is not a murderous character, every member of the brigade has long been prepared to die at any time.
It's like being hit and killed by a motorcycle or a Rolls-Royce when you go out. You will die anyway. If you choose one, you must choose the right one!
Nobunaga's thought at this time was very simple, Wojin wanted revenge, and he would go to S.H.I.E.L.D., but Tony Stark, a world-renowned guy, Wojin died in the mission to assassinate him. That said, it's not considered a scapegoat.
This is the magic of his brain circuit. He doesn't know if other members of the brigade will seek revenge from Iron Man, but as a warrior, he has no killing intent.
"Tony Stark, send a message to S.H.I.E.L.D. for me, Wo Jin's revenge, I will definitely visit the door in person someday!"
After leaving this sentence, Nobunaga jumped straight into the audience stage behind him. Seeing that he was about to escape, a large number of police officers hurriedly raised their guns to shoot, but they were easily dodged by the other party.
His speed was extremely fast, and his body was extremely dexterous. He stepped on the heads of several audience members and hurried upwards, and quickly turned over the audience stand and came to the back of it.
The few police officers deployed here wanted to shoot to stop him, but they couldn't keep up with his movements. They could only helplessly watch him rush into the crowd in the street behind, and disappear after several consecutive dodges.
[Mood value from Wade Wilson +1273]
[Mood value from Tony Stark +1291]
on the field.
Rubbing his face, Deadpool looked puzzled.
"So, why did this guy come here today?"
After pondering for a while, Tony thought of some possibility: "...afternoon."
"To whom?"
"SHIELD!"
"Then who are you looking for us?"
"Through us, to show SHIELD his power, just like scolding each other before a basketball game." Touching his chin, Tony saw it very clearly.
"Ah? What about that pole dancer dressed in avant-garde, holding two small lightning whips, as proud as if he just got off work from a nightclub?" Deadpool asked doubtfully, pointing to a guy who had just woken up.
"Uh..." Tony glanced at Ivan Vanke lying on the ground, and said in an uncertain tone, "A gigolo whose head has been messed up by persecution paranoia?"
what? !
As soon as he regained a little consciousness, Ivan Vanke suddenly heard Tony's heart-rending evaluation.
Think of me, Ivan Vanke, a majestic technical genius, who made a set of mourning whip armor by using only a little of the Ark reactor technology left by his father.
Now, you actually slander me as a gigolo? ! !
puff~
Furious and furious, he spat out a big mouthful of blood. After Ivan Vanke opened his eyes and cursed Fake loudly, his eyes darkened and he fainted again.
"Uh Tony, was that gigolo scolding us just now?" Pulling out his knife, Deadpool seemed to hear a sound. Falk?
"."
Unexpectedly, that person's heart is so fragile, Tony originally wanted to ask where the other party's Ark reactor came from, but now it seems that it may be time to find another time.
Step on.
The pouring police officers quickly surrounded the scene. They handcuffed Ivan Vanke and carefully looked in Tony's direction.
Facing this world-renowned superhero, they still need to wait for orders from their superiors before they can react.
Da da da.
With strong wind pressure, an Apache gunship hovered over the arena.
He raised his hand to block his eyes, and amidst the fallen leaves all over the sky, the door of the helicopter was pulled open.
Click.
Leaning on the hatch, Nick Fury looked down and met Tony instantly.
"Tony Stark, we...need to talk."
(End of this chapter)
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