I Sell Devil Fruits At American Comics

"Mr. Wade, has your face recovered?"

Wesley only took one look, and immediately showed a very surprised look.

Wesley had approached Deadpool two months ago, when Deadpool was still a moon face that everyone hated ghosts.

After two months, everything was fine!

It's incredible.

Wesley couldn't even imagine that a disfigured face could be cured like that?

Can current medicine even do this kind of thing?

Definitely, what Wesley couldn't have known was that Deadpool wasn't good in two months at all, but in just one day!

"Haha, it's that expression again! Even though I've seen it many times, it's still the source of my happiness! I knew you'd let me take off the mask, and I've been waiting for this moment."

"Well, are you surprised?"

Deadpool just leaned on the chair like that, Erlang kicked his legs high, pointed at Wesley, and looked at Joker.

Wesley: "..."

He swore that if he wasn't a gentleman, he would have shot this guy to pieces.

It's so cheap.

"Congratulations Mr. Wade, then, we can talk about business now."

Wesley continued to speak to Deadpool in a deadpan tone.

"Wait a minute, don't you wonder how I did it? Don't you wonder where I cured my face? You don't play your cards according to the routine!"

Deadpool interrupted Wesley, shouting in great displeasure.

He originally planned to do another round of sales for the store manager by the way. The guy in front of him is nothing, but behind him is a big boss.

Properly rich.

"Mr. Wade, can I be honest? It's none of my business. I don't care."

"Also, I personally would very much like to have a little more emotional exchange with Mr. Wade in private, but right now, we're talking about business."

Wesley reminded Deadpool solemnly.

"OK, let's talk about business."

Deadpool spread his hands, after all, he is also the father of the patron, so it's better not to piss him off.

"Buy it now, one million USD!" Deadpool said emphatically.

"Mr. Wade, this is a very expensive offer."

"But I think we all know that I don't ask for much, right? Daredevil has done more damage to your boss than that!"

"You're right, so Mr. Wade, as I said, the price is never an issue, as long as you bring Daredevil's head, it's a penny for a million."

One million sounds like a lot, but to someone like Jin Bing, it's not a drop in the bucket.

Wesley can make his own decisions.

"Besides, if Mr. Wade needs it, we can also lure Daredevil out." Wesley made another proposal on the side.

Daredevil is nosy, and it's all too easy to do that.

"It seems that you really want Daredevil to die. It's unfortunate that he offended someone like you." Deadpool sighed sincerely, "But, these don't charge money?"

"No charge, Mr. Wade."

"Your service is really good. Since this is the case, I definitely don't mind saving some expenses." Deadpool agreed without thinking.

Intelligence investigation or something is actually a very expensive thing.

"Then Mr. Wade, I suggest you settle down in Hell's Kitchen tonight, and I may contact you anytime." Willis said to Deadpool confidently.

They have dealt with Daredevil many times, or rather, Daredevil has sabotaged their operations too many times.

They know all too well how Daredevil behaves.

How should I put it, sometimes the person who knows you best is often your enemy, and sometimes what you say is true.

"No problem, your boss should also have high-end hotels, so, can I be reimbursed for my accommodation?"

Deadpool really doesn't know what shame is.

"Simon." Wesley casually ordered a subordinate beside him.

The subordinate understood, came out immediately, and came to Deadpool: "Mr. Wade, come with me."

Just like that, he took Deadpool with him and disappeared into the night.

But at this moment, Wesley took out his mobile phone and dialed one number after another.

Hell's Kitchen, which was not very peaceful at first, became more and more chaotic.

...

"Help, help! Someone help me!"

"Stop hitting, please stop hitting!"

"No, don't kill me, I can give you money!"

"Dare to steal our things? Are you tired of living? Kill them!"

On the roof of a building in a certain street in Hell's Kitchen, a guy wearing a black mask and tights squatted at the highest point.

But his face was very restless, even a little irritable.

What a mess tonight!

Originally, under his vigorous attack, Hell's Kitchen has become much better. It turns out that those rampant criminals have restrained a lot, and many dare not come out to do evil again.

But who would want to go back to before liberation overnight!

Evil voices came from everywhere!

It seems that the previous strength is not enough!

Daredevil's face was a little gloomy, and even more ferocious.

Then, like a dexterous monkey, he quickly galloped over the uneven roofs.

His figure was quickly submerged in the night and disappeared.

One criminal after another was knocked to the ground by Daredevil.

But suddenly, Ye Mo's body stopped like that, and turned around suddenly, looking at a place.

His super hearing has heard that there is a guy who has followed him two streets.

"That's how you found me? Wow, you guys are really amazing!"

Accompanied by this sound, a man wearing a red uniform and carrying two swords jumped down from the wall on one side.

It was Deadpool.

Deadpool was really surprised. He thought he was following him very covertly, but he didn't expect to be able to hide from the opponent's eyes and ears at all.

No, not eyes and ears, but Deadpool can see clearly, the guy is blindfolded.

There is no "purpose".

A blindfolded person could be so agile and sharp, Deadpool was really curious, how did he do it?

"You're not from Hell's Kitchen, who are you?"

Daredevil "looked" at Deadpool in a deep voice and asked in a low voice.

"Let me introduce myself. I am a mercenary with excellent business skills and never misses. You can call me Deadpool. Yes, I am here to kill you."

Deadpool leaned against the wall and hugged his arms as usual, "And can you tell me why you are blindfolded? Are you blind? But you don't look like it?"

"Who told you to kill me, Mrs. Gao? Or Wilson Faith?"

Daredevil ignored Deadpool, but asked him in a deep voice.