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Chapter 135; Are you short of salted fish who can shout 666?

"Peter, how are you doing there? Have you caught Francis?" Katie asked in the car.

After spending a little time, Lu Yifang finally finished the work of the institute. At this time, he was gathering with that side according to the coordinates sent by Steelers.

"We're a step late. Francis has captured Wade's girlfriend." On the other side of the communication, Pete's low and honest voice came. "By the way, the coordinates just now are gone. Now we are heading to Wade's apartment. This guy is already crazy. He said he wants to bring all the guys that can be blown up and then have some art with Francis."

"What? The position has changed, so it shouldn't be driven back." Lu Yifang turned his head and said.

"Drive well." Katie said that, after lifting the pedestal to the steering wheel, pulling the car that was about to hit the guardrail back. At this moment, because it deviated from the lane, a car had already appeared in front of him.

The mother driver with the child in the car was already screaming in horror when he saw this scene. However, the expected impact did not appear, and Lu Yifang's car passed through the car directly.

"I won't make a small mistake next time." Lu Yifang grabbed the steering wheel again and said a little embarrassedly.

"Is there any next time?" Katie rolled her eyes at Lu Yifang. At first she believed that Lu Yifang could learn to drive well after driving for a while, but now she was already desperate about Lu Yifang's talent for learning to drive.

"Along the way, you rushed out of the road three times, almost caused a car crash twice, and almost hit a guardrail or a pillar four times. If we were ordinary people, we probably had at least ten car accidents a day today."

"All right, didn't there be a car accident?" Lu Yifang said with a shameless face. As long as Katie sat in the car, the car would not hit any car or building. For those accidents that may cause between other cars due to the road, as long as the road uses a little wind, it can easily avoid collision accidents.

At most, it will only cause a little traffic congestion. Well, this is no big deal. Will it be deducted to create traffic congestion?

"Katie, you have to believe me, give me more time to practice *** One day I will cross the road and become a new generation of roads... Fuck, what the hell, the tunnel lights are broken, and the damn high beam dog on the opposite side.mmp! You actually want to die, then come and hurt each other~!"

So after a little twists and turns, Lu Yifang finally drove the car to the apartment where Deadpool lived.

"That bitch Francis, I must beat him up, then dress him up beautifully, buy an underground stripper, and make him the top player in the dance." As soon as he walked in, Lu Yijian heard Deadpool swearing while packing his weapons.

"Are you coming again?" An old black lady with sunglasses walked out at this time. "Wade, this is the first time I have seen you bring so many guests. Are you going to have a dance party at home?"

"No, I'm going to go to someone else's dance." Deadpool, who was loading bullets, turned around and said to the blind old lady.

"The guys in the room are here, they're such a bastard."

"No, there are even more bastards, call that out too." Seeing the blind old lady leaving, Deadpool hurriedly called her.

"It's really a bastard." The blind old lady lifted her skirt and pulled out a pocket pistol with a super small caliber from her boots.

"Don't say that, I still love you very much. For example, I buried 116 kilograms of cocaine in this apartment to cure blindness. Good luck!"

And when Deadpool finished speaking, the cell phone on the table rang. "Oh, let me see if our dance invitation has arrived. Do you want us to meet him at this place? Of course there is no problem. I must give it to... Hey, what is this brown thing, is chocolate ice cream?"

"Well, if my eyes are not blind, this should be a piece of smiling feces." Lu Yifang said suddenly.

Deadpool; "······"

"Well, it seems that my mercenary life has left me behind, so let's go now." Deadpool said as he strided out.

A red Rolls-Royce Phantom was docked on the road at a large abandoned industrial base in the suburbs of New York.

"It's here." Looking at the various scrap iron machinery filled with vision, Lu Yifang frowned. "I have picked up a lot of garbage. This scene is in line with the true nature of this group of mice living in the shadows and surviving in the cracks."

"Then it's time for our mouse squad to appear." Deadpool said as he walked out of the car.

"Of course, before that, I still had a suggestion, whether you wear women's clothing next time you drive, I think it's quite suitable."

"If I really did that, then next time I will strip your pants and use the thing below to brake. Let me ask here, will the thing below recover quickly?" Lu Yifang smiled and fought back without being outdone.

"Okay, let's change the topic, for example, how about Francis? I heard that he has no sense of consciousness and I don't know if that thing is the same. Oh, if you think about it this way, our Francis is really miserable, so let's not let him go." Deadpool stretched and his tone became cold.

"If you meet someone who will disfigure you, destroy your mind, and steal your child from the fuck, he will do it eight times you are unlucky. Then believe me, and you will build happiness into his pain as happily as me."

The game has begun, so let’s have some music, my bjm home court.

x gon’ give it to ya

fuck wait for to get it on you owm!

x gon’ deliver to ya········

Dada~! As the gunshot came, Deadpool, who had just swayed to the rhythm, immediately rushed with a carp and found a bunker skillfully.

"It's time for the appetizer to arrive. It's time for me to take out everyone. Don't get me wrong. It's not the one below, but... Wait, where's my guy?" Deadpool, who had just hid behind the bunker, was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned his gaze to the car.

"Stop watching, you forgot to be in the room when you went out." Lu Yifang said lightly.

"Fuck, why don't you remind me?" The blinded Deadpool pointed at Lu Yifang and said heartbrokenly.

"My car is very expensive. What if so many of you put it in my car and it goes off the fire? Isn't it common sense to prohibit flammable and explosive items when taking a car? Besides, can you bring those things?"

"Oh, you really cherish your car. So can you tell me how we fight without a gun? Is it using a fist? If so, let me see the color of my underwear today, haha~, it happens to be white, so what do you think of the idea of ​​us holding up the white flag?" Deadpool yelled as she grabbed her head hood.

"If you want to do this, I won't stop you. At most, I'll take a photo and post a Twitter and miss you. In addition, I'll correct it. Isn't fists much more useful than guns?" Lu Yifang said and looked at Katie and Pete. They nodded with deep understanding. What's the best gun?

Ignoring Deadpool, who was hiding behind the cover and seemed to be in deep thought, Lu Yifang picked up Deadpool's phone that had just dropped, activated the music playback button again, and strode forward.

i’m a wolf in sleep clothes

only nigga that you kmow who can chill

Come back·······da da da da~!

Seeing that Lu Yifang and the three men ignored them, the mercenaries fired again. However, all the bullets hit either went straight through, or even produced inconspicuous flames, or bounced back according to the original trajectory.

"So are guns and other things useful?" Looking at the fallen mercenaries, Lu Yifang turned around calmly and said.
Chapter completed!
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