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Chapter 911 Deadpool's Changes

A remote desert in the United States.

In the laboratory.

"Am I dead? No, I seem to be alive again. Why am I not dead?"

A man with skin ulcers all over his body was muttering to himself in the sterile room, his expression sometimes painful and sometimes angry.

"Shit! Who is Amber? Why can't I remember her?"

The more he thought about it, the harder it was to remember. The harder it was to remember, the angrier he got. Finally, he stretched out his fingers, used all his strength, inserted them into his temple, and stirred them continuously.

"Ah, now I remember, I have to leave this shitty place!"

Wade put down his fingers. The hideous hole on his head was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a moment, it returned to the festering state after being burned by fire.

But just as he stood up, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground, and the collar around his neck made a dripping sound.

"Here. I need a key."

Wade looked down at his neck. This thing could suppress the abilities of mutants. Plus, those guys outside would come over every day to give him sedatives and some unknown drugs, which caused him to be in an extremely weak state every day.

In this situation, you have to hold on to your hands even when you pee, let alone escape.

No, you don’t need any help!

Wade defended himself and then walked towards the large glass not far away.

Perhaps in order to observe his condition at all times, the place where he was imprisoned was not a fully enclosed cage. There was a glass wall made entirely of bulletproof glass in front.

Through here, he can see what's happening outside.

"Hey, little guy!"

Wade waved to the little girl in the room opposite. She was about seven or eight years old, and her face was pale, without a trace of blood.

However, no matter how he acted, the person opposite him was like a dead person and didn't even raise his head.

How to do this?
Wade started thinking again.

The bald head began to turn red rapidly, and finally even emitted puffs of smoke.

"Shit, I have to get out! But I should lie low for a while now."

Thinking of this, Wade couldn't help but miss Amber.

If I had still followed that guy, I wouldn't have ended up like this!
perhaps
Wade's eyes began to brighten as if he was thinking of something.

He had a bad idea.

Stryker is frantically looking for mutants to conduct experiments, and he particularly likes those with strong bodies. If you tell him the location of the farm, given that guy's personality, he will definitely come looking for it.

By the time.
As for what would happen if Amber knew that he had leaked the secret, he could no longer consider that with his current brain.

Besides, what is more important than freedom?

No!

However, plans often cannot keep up with changes.

Charles and Max rarely get together after parting ways.

And the opportunity that led them to do so was the culprit of the Masonic tragedy.

"Is this the information you found?"

"Yes, through my investigation I learned that this person first appeared in Chinatown. After reading the memory of a related Asian, all the clues were connected together."

"So what should we do now?" "Of course, we should find someone who knows the target information. Mr. Yeshua has already been contacted."

Charles let out a long sigh and said, "It's my fault, I took it for granted. If I had asked more, I could have avoided this misunderstanding."

He was speaking from the heart. After hearing about that incident, he directly targeted his old friend. In fact, the Freemasons did have some intelligence, but it was too general.

For example, the town where a team of mutants died.

However, they have sent three waves of people to investigate, but apart from removing a mayor who had seriously violated the law, they have not gained anything else.

“I hope there won’t be a next time.”

Although he looked friendly now, Marx had not let down his guard. This could be seen from the fact that he did not take off his helmet and asked his capable subordinates to leave.

The opponent's ability is at the BUG level. Although the destructive power may not be strong, for humans, once hit, there is basically no solution.

"Of course, but I'm a little surprised that you're willing to stay and help."

Charles smiled and said, "Or what are you planning?"

"Don't make random guesses. I just want to see who the person who did these things is. Besides, he is our compatriot, so it is reasonable for us to meet him."

Of course Mark would not say what he was thinking.

Even if you have to do it in the end, you have to wait until you see the target and see the quality before you do anything.

Charles didn't think much about it. Perhaps because he had seen too much darkness, he always had expectations for his old friend and missed the old days.

While the two were talking, the door was pushed open and several men in black wearing sunglasses walked in, dragging a man with ulcers all over his skin and chains around his neck.

This scene made Max's face turn ugly, and Charles also pursed his lips.

"Mr. Yeshua asked me to say hello to you two and to bring you a message."

A man in black said indifferently, "Time is running out. If the murderer is not found in the next three days, he will have to resort to some extreme methods."

In fact, the reason why Amber has not been found yet is also related to Stryker.

The extreme general was not as respectful to Freemasonry as he appeared to be, and in some ways he even hindered it.

This can be seen from the fact that he caught Wade but did not force him to reveal the news about Amber.

"Hey guys, can you please take this thing off my neck? It makes me feel like a chained dog."

Wade started to chatter: "I'm sure you won't believe this, but I just escaped from a guy who likes to capture mutants for experiments. He's a pervert and he doesn't even let go of a three-year-old child."

pat!

With a crisp sound, the collar around his neck fell to the ground, as if it had been torn off by an invisible hand.

"Oh! Cool!"

Wade felt the strength coming from his limbs, and he became more energetic: "It turns out that we are all compatriots. Thank you for saving me. Really, I am very grateful!"

After gesturing with his hands for a while, he began to speak incoherently.

"What should I say? No, no, I just wanted to say something."

Wade hit his head with his fist, but he couldn't remember anything. As a last resort, he had to use physical recovery methods and inserted his fingers into his brain to stir it.

"Hushuang, now I remember, you guys want to ask me about my friend's whereabouts, right? For the sake of saving my life, I won't hide anything."

He was talking to himself, totally unaware of Max's gloomy expression and Charles' livid face.

Mutant experiments.
This is a taboo term for them, and many unpleasant memories arise from it.

(End of this chapter)