American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

“No need... I live in S.H.I.E.L.D., and it feels pretty good.

It gives me the feeling of a mental hospital, with a lot of interesting characters!”

Li Ang's answer caught Deadpool's attention, and he retorted.

“What mental hospital? That place is full of agents with extremely dirty minds. You won't even know when they sell you off!”

He pointed at Tony, revealing a knowing expression.

“Listen to me, just live here. Tony has a lot of fan parties lately, and we can have fun at night~”

As soon as he said this, Pepper gave him a fierce glare.

“Cough cough!”

Tony quickly coughed twice. Since replacing the new energy reactor, the pressure of death in his heart had suddenly disappeared, and he had already resolved not to hold those crazy parties anymore.

“Wade, I am a father now. How can you slander me like this!”

Tony said with righteousness, as if this had never happened.

“Wow, Tony... how have you become so abstinent in just a few days?”

Leaning back, Deadpool exclaimed exaggeratedly.

“Have you forgotten our happy times a few nights ago?

Especially that bottle of Indian God Oil, I haven't asked you about its effects...呜呜呜......”

Before he could finish, Tony pounced on him and tightly covered his mouth.

Pepper gave him a strange look, and Tony quickly turned his head to explain.

“Ah... that... don't misunderstand.

What Wade just said was an oil tea from India. I think it tastes good, and I plan to buy more next time so you can try it too!”

Trying to fool a ghost, Pepper rolled her eyes and coldly snorted, expressing her dissatisfaction very well.

Forcing a smile, Tony quickly went forward to coax her.

“Okay, it seems our playboy Tony can't escape the grave of marriage after all......”

Looking at Tony's appearance, Deadpool covered his chest with both hands, feigning heartache.

“Look at Tony's abstinent little face now, I almost can't recognize him!”

“Understandable, understandable. After all, you always have to maintain a sense of restraint in front of your woman. I understand~”

Li Ang shrugged his shoulders and nodded, casting a look of understanding.

“......”

Enough, you guys!

Staring, Tony couldn't stand these two guys.

“By the way, what do you do while living in S.H.I.E.L.D.?”

If Nick Fury, that black bald egg, didn't take the opportunity to do something, Deadpool would find it impossible.

And Li Ang's answer also proved this point very well.

“Giving lessons to those agents~ More than 100 students, Coulson is also there......”

Seeing everyone's surprised gazes, Li Ang spread his hands triumphantly.

“I only need to teach for two hours a day and I can get ten thousand dollars. Director Fury is really generous~”

“Li Ang, what kind of class are you teaching? It's not catching ghosts, is it?”

His heart skipped a beat, and Deadpool thought of some bad experiences.

“The last time you left, you told me that chocolate should be used to fight ghosts, and plastic wrap should be used to catch ghosts.

I personally tested it afterward......”

“How was it? Very effective, right? This is my many years of experience, I don't tell just anyone!”

Li Ang smiled modestly, and the lilies in the pot swayed along, but Deadpool wanted to hit him.

Was that the problem of effectiveness or not?

In one encounter, his lungs were pierced by the evil spirit.

Speaking of which, he was still wondering why Li Ang could do it with milk and plastic wrap, but he couldn't?

Was his posture not flamboyant enough, or was he not handsome enough?

Given that he possessed immortality, Deadpool changed several poses and made extra efforts twice. Unfortunately, each time was worse than the last!

Constantine couldn't stand it anymore and patted him on the shoulder with a caring-for-the-mentally-challenged look, saying earnestly.

“Wade... people are different. Sometimes, the gap between people is greater than the gap between people and dogs!”

Deadpool said that he didn't understand. He felt that Constantine must be calling him a dog, and he was depressed for several days because of it. Now that the person involved has arrived, he needs to talk about it properly.

“Why?”

Searching through his box, Li Ang took out a bottle of milk and a roll of unopened plastic wrap, handing them to Deadpool himself.

“Next time, you can take what I give you and see if it works!”

Hmph... Deadpool wouldn't fall for his trick. He had fallen into the same pit three times in a row, even the stupidest person would wake up.

He put these things on the table, refusing to accept this tempting challenge.

Speaking of which, those were his tears. He had originally thought of becoming popular because of Tony's topic, but unexpectedly, in the subsequent live broadcasts, it was either him who died or him who died.

In short, those three live broadcasts where he used milk and plastic wrap to fight ghosts according to Li Ang's advice marked a “perfect” end to his career.

His dream of becoming an internet celebrity was shattered that day. Thinking about it... it was all a big, tragic word!

“Okay... if you don't accept milk and plastic wrap, I have even better methods!”

Snapping his fingers, Li Ang took out an egg from his pocket, mysteriously saying.

“Let me tell you, this time after I went back and discussed Taoism with those Taoist priests, I specifically researched a whole new theory......”

Especially his massage technique, even Coulson praised it, but... he couldn't learn it no matter what.

“No wonder the last time I saw him, he looked listless, with dark circles under his eyes.”

It matches, it completely matches.

At that time, Tony was curious and asked Coulson the reason, but Coulson just shook his head bitterly, saying nothing.

Thinking about it now, that's how it was!

【Emotional value from Tony Stark + 1155】

“Wait, so you mean that you spend two hours every day simply talking about how to massage chickens and earn 10,000 dollars?!”

Feeling a shiver, Deadpool's reaction arc was a bit long. He suddenly realized, really? Is Fury, that black bald egg, brain-dead?

Does he have too much money to wipe his ass, or what? Doesn't he want to give it to me? I don't mind having more!

【Emotional value from Wade Wilson + 1166】

“That's right, Wade, don't underestimate this massage technique......”

Moving his fingers, Li Ang posed in a flirtatious massage stance, with a very smug smile.

“This is at the forefront of human technology, a cross-era product!

In the future... it will win the Nobel Prize!”

“Tony, I'm not bragging, if you bring me a sow, whether it's producing piglets or milk, I can do it!”

As if discovering a huge business opportunity, Deadpool reached out his hands and quickly massaged Tony's body.

Pushing his hands away, Tony twitched his mouth speechlessly.

What's up... am I a pig? You're already experimenting on me so quickly?

Giving him a disdainful glance, Li Ang made a chicken shape with both hands.

“I'm talking about a rooster, do you know what a rooster is? Is a rooster laying eggs the same as your sow giving birth?”

At this time, Deadpool instinctively retorted, pointing at Tony: “My boar!”

“......”

Full of black lines, Tony couldn't stand it anymore and quickly interrupted.

“Wade... listen carefully, he's saying to make a rooster lay eggs. Do you still need to show your massage technique if you bring a sow?”

“......”

Opening his mouth, seeing Li Ang nodding, Deadpool's heart felt like it was being trampled on madly by a herd of alpacas.

He couldn't help but take a step back and shout that it was impossible, unless he used the water from the Zimu River, otherwise it would be too Arabian Nights!

Holding the sleeping Anya, Pepper also nodded silently, that's right, roosters don't lay eggs, that's science.

【Emotional value from Wade Wilson + 1173】

【Emotional value from Pepper Potts + 1148】