"At 3:00 p.m. on August 24, Los Angeles time, the owner of Sister Margaret Bar suddenly threatened to sell a spacecraft. Now this spacecraft is above us. Now it has attracted thousands of tourists to watch. Please come with me for details."

Eddie Brock said with a microphone, above him, a huge spacecraft covering the sky hovered over the block.

Eddie took the cameraman to a path that wasn't very clean, where the weasel was dealing with many men in suits and ties, shaking hands, and above them was the spacecraft.

"This spaceship belongs to the Dead Warrior, yes, it was given to me by my good brother Wade Wilson, but the price of 30 billion is not less than that. It is not easy for us to do a small business." The Weasel said while shook hands with the boss of a technology industry company.

The expression on the other person's face is very painful, and it seems that he is making a very, very big decision... But compared to the money spent, if they can buy such a spaceship, they will only get more or less! Wouldn't it be pleasant to make a difference by replacing the market?

Thinking of this, the boss of the science and technology industry nodded: "I agree, 30 billion, only 30 billion."

At this time, Qi Ji, who was watching TV and eating potato chips in the villa, burst into laughter, and the chips in his mouth sprayed on the sofa: "It seems that that thing is very popular. Humans are always interested in things other than themselves, such as I am with you, the Red Tank... But who would have thought that the race of the Iron-Defendant is a popular dreadlocker?"

The red tank sitting cross-legged on the ground did not say anything, and today the only two of them were at home.

"Look at this guy." Qi Ji patted a metal mask of the iron warrior on the sofa, "Kain, my big brother, is there any news about Evan?"

"No." said the Red Tank, "He has only been gone for two days and has left no news."

"Oh, okay." Qi Ji stuffed a crispy potato chip into his mouth again, then pressed the remote control and adjusted it, "This world is so interesting."

"Thrilling! Exciting! Thrilling! Strangeness and fear that you have never experienced before! Bloody haunted house, we welcome you in a scream!"

There are gloomy and terrifying indoor photos on the TV, which look a bit similar to the scene in Kunchiyan Mental Hospital.

Qi Ji shook his head while chewing potato chips, then looked at the Red Tank: "Brother, do you know the most haunted places in the world?"

The red tank shrugged: "Hall houses in Hong Kong, Polylay Dori, England, and Philadelphia Oriental State Prison, these are the most haunted places."

"Hey, I didn't expect that, Red Tank, my guy, you actually know this! It seems that I have been misjudging you before. Since I destroyed Kunchiyan Mental Hospital with a rocket launcher last time, these ghosts have never affected my thoughts anymore, but do you know the haunted school of stone hammers in the world?"

The Red Tank shook his head: "Ghosts are all fake."

"No, Red Tank, that place is called Hogwarts, and their magic history teacher is also a ghost." After Qi Ji said that, he put his legs on the coffee table and continued to eat potato chips.

The red tank twisted his facial features together, and he stared at Qi Ji for a long time before slapping himself: "I like Harry Potter, Wade."

"Sorry." Qi Ji said.

At this time, the phone rang. Qi Ji threw away the potato chip bag and patted his hands and picked up the phone. It was a close-up photo of the punishment person. In that photo, the punishment person's eyes should be disgusted.

"Frank, friend, how are you hospitalized in the Chinese Medicine Hospital recently?"

"Wade... Why do everyone's attitudes in this damn Chinese medicine hospital you mentioned are so bad? I'm paying them, but they are always very impatient with me...

And I have a serious language barrier with them. I hope you can come and let me rip your head off and give it to them so that they can change their bad attitude.”

"This is the characteristic of the hospital, wait for me." After Qi Ji said that, he ran upstairs to change into a red tights.

When I was fighting the apocalypse, a samurai sword was destroyed by the apocalypse, so Qiji traveled to a parallel space and snatched it two days ago.

After all, only those who have two at the same time can be called men.

When Qiji went out, he wanted to teleport to the hospital directly, but he held on.

He felt that he needed to enjoy the city sometimes, so he resolutely sat on the bench at the bus stop and made a black woman eating chocolate next to him.

"Do you know, Forrest Gump tells us that life is a box of chocolate, and you never know what kind of taste you will taste," Qi Ji pointed to the chocolate box in the woman's arms. The woman looked at Qi Ji with a confused look on her face. After a moment, she smiled.

"Do you also like "Forrest Gump"? Many of his words are very philosophical..."

"No, I just..." Qi Ji buckled his face, "I just want to eat your chocolate."

"Oh, sorry, I'll give it to you." The woman hurriedly took out a chocolate from the box and handed it to Qi Ji. After Qi Ji took it, she smiled kindly, then lifted up her mask and ate it in one bite.

The bus arrived, and Qi Ji took another piece of women's chocolate and got on the bus.

When he arrived at the position near the rear door, Qi Ji sat down comfortably, then let out a strange gasp. A bald man in the front row looked at him in confusion.

"Oh, don't look at Trevor." After Qi Ji said that, he lifted his hood and threw the second piece of chocolate into his mouth. "Do you know, I had a hungry dream last night. When I woke up, I quickly ate two burgers to get better... So, you know, I'm always hungry."

The uncle in the front row rolled his eyes to Qi Ji.

There were more people getting on the bus at the next stop, and the last one came up was a Chinese-style old lady with a staggering white-haired hair. Qi Ji stared at her eyes widened and looked back and forth. All the seats were just full, which means that the only old lady was standing alone!

The bus started driving, and the old lady barely grabbed the handrail in the shaking carriage, but she seemed to fall to the ground after a while.

Qi Ji, who couldn't stand it, quickly stood up and said, "Oh, damn it! It's so unrest! An old lady in her sixties and seventies didn't even give her seat when she got on the bus! Are you worthy of being the children of China... Bah, are you worthy of being the children of Adam and Eve? Grandma, come here quickly!"

Qi Ji hurriedly went to support the old lady, and the old lady nodded and thanked her.

At this time, Qi Ji, who was supporting the old lady, walked to the uncle in front of Qi Ji: "Treefer, get up and let the old man sit for a while."

The uncle was confused, but he still stood up. After Qi Ji helped the old lady sit down, the old lady didn't forget to say thank you.

After saying no, Qi Ji sat in the back seat, and then he continued to point at the uncle standing: "Do you have no parents? Do you have no seniors? You should give up your seat when you see someone older than you! Damn, I can actually stand on the commanding heights of morality and punish others. It's so good!"

"A bastard." The uncle cursed Qi Ji and then stood behind.

"Thank you for your praise," Qi Ji said.

Half an hour later, the bus stopped at the door of the Chinese Medicine Hospital. As soon as Qi Ji got off the bus, he attracted the attention of many people. After all, Qi Ji often appeared on TV recently, and many people already knew him.

"Hello everyone! It's Deadpool here!" Qi Ji said and patted his chest, "Famous anti-hero! Does anyone need my autograph? Yes, no? Oh, this is really embarrassing. I'll throw a grenade and blow it up here later."

According to the address given by the punishment, Qi Ji quickly found the inpatient department and found Frank's ward. As soon as he entered Qi Ji smelled a strange smell of medicine. The smell was familiar to Qi Ji and the smell of Chinese medicine.

And poor Frank was now sitting by the bed and looking at the strange bowl of evil-colored medicine on the bedside table, his left arm was hanging from his chest,

Next to his bed was a skinny and messy old man, who was holding a white teapot with the words "The most glorious labor" in his hand.

"Oh, I'll go, it's you again!" After seeing Qi Ji, the old man took another step back and almost smashed the teapot in his hand as a three-pointer on Qi Ji's head.
Chapter completed!