Tony returned to his villa with a sour face.
He went out for a while, but he didn’t buy the elixir that could heal his injuries. Instead, he was beaten up. Just thinking about it made him angry.
"Ah …
"You guys get out!"
Tony sat on the sofa with a dark face and shouted at the female models to leave.
"Hiss… Tony, you’re not quite right today."
Deadpool held his chin with his hand, looked at the two dark circles under his eyes, and said solemnly: "Let me guess, seeing your dark circles, did you go out to tease a decent man and then get beaten up by someone else’s girlfriend?"
"Hey, I’m not saying anything bad about you, it’s wrong to tease a decent man and woman, if you really can’t help it, Mr. Wade can…"
Bang!
Tony punched out expressionlessly.
Since he was still wearing steel armor at this time, the force of this punch was extremely heavy.
With a snap.
Deadpool was stuck to the wall in a big letter shape.
"Well done!"
[Constantine] gave a thumbs up and praised this fierce punch.
Tony rolled his eyes, took off his steel armor, and lay down on the sofa tiredly.
"Looks like you have something bothering you."
[Constantine] picked up a cigarette and lit it, raising his eyebrows and said, "What’s wrong with you? Tell us and make everyone happy?"
"I’m dying!"
Tony rolled his eyes again, stood up from the sofa with a stinky face, "The Ark reactor in my chest is releasing chemical toxins. Once the toxin concentration in my blood exceeds the standard, I’m dead~!"
"Is there such a thing?"
Constantine’s face suddenly sank.
Deadpool, who had just slid down the wall, also took a breath of cold air.
Seeing this scene.
Tony was a little relieved.
Thinking that he was worthy of being a friend he recognized. Although he was a little silly and funny at ordinary times, he was still reliable at critical moments.
"Actually…"
Tony opened his mouth and wanted to say that it was not that serious, and there might be a way.
But the next moment.
Constantine and Deadpool rushed over one after another, grabbed his hands, and said in unison: "Tony, don’t worry, your wife, children and money, we will help take care of them."
Tony: "…"
Half an hour later.
Constantine and Deadpool squatted in the corner, rubbing their dark circles and gasping for air, while Tony stood up refreshed and said unhappily: "Do you have any solution? If not, get out of here!"
"Well…"
Constantine touched his chin and pondered: "In terms of magic, I don’t have a good solution, but Wade is immortal and has a strong self-healing ability. I suggest slicing him and studying him. Maybe you can find a way to save yourself."
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Deadpool: "……"
"Tony, don’t mess around."
Noticing Tony’s sinister look, Deadpool’s mouth twitched and he waved his hand quickly, "I don’t mind. I can give you a sample of my blood or bone marrow fluid, but I’ve been studied before. My self-healing ability can’t be replicated at all. If you force it to be replicated, it will only turn into a tumor and explode and die."
"What should I do?"
Tony scratched his hair irritably.
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Deadpool rolled his eyes and laughed, "Constantine boasted last time that he was invincible in hell and even Satan was fooled by him."
"In that case, why don’t we let him summon a demon to help you heal."
"Well… this method seems to be not bad."
Although he knew that Deadpool was trying to trick him, Constantine was not annoyed. Instead, he said thoughtfully, "Tony, if you need it, I can help you summon a demon. Don’t worry, I am a professional in tricking demons."
"I don’t need it."
Tony shook his head and refused.
He didn’t want to deal with the demon for the time being, and the person who made the promise was Constantine, so he instinctively panicked.
"Then we have no choice."
Deadpool spread his hands to show that he had tried his best.
"Forget it, I’ll figure it out myself."
Tony sighed slightly, stood there thinking for a while, and opened the black suitcase sent by Coulson without much hope.
His father Howard Stark was indeed a genius across the ages.
But Tony didn’t think that the relics of his father who had died decades ago could help him solve his current problems.
Click!
The suitcase opened, and inside was a key and a small note.
The note read: Tony, the things Mr. Howard left behind are a bit big, so if you want them, you can come and get them yourself. – Left by Coulson.
"’Well, it seems that our Agent Coulson played a little trick."
Tony raised his eyebrows, put away the small note, and picked up the key in the suitcase.
"Tony, I can get it for you, Wade Express, you deserve it."
Deadpool straightened his waist, patted his space belt and volunteered.
"Can you do it?"
"What a joke, a man can’t say no."
Deadpool snortedHe heard a sound, grabbed the key, and pressed the button on the space belt.
Bang!
In an instant, Deadpool disappeared, and then his head was stuck on the wall dozens of meters away, with his butt facing outward.
Tony: "…"
Constantine: ".(Great Zhao)…"
"Accident, purely accidental!"
Deadpool smiled awkwardly, twisted his neck and pulled his head out.
Then.
Under the questioning eyes of Tony and Constantine, he pressed the belt button again.
qiu!
Deadpool disappeared again.
Tony looked around and didn’t find Deadpool’s red butt in the wall, but he was still a little worried. He touched his chin and said uncertainly: "Constantine, do you think Wade is reliable?"
"Is there any need to ask this? Do you think Sha Diao can be reliable?"
Constantine blew out a smoke ring, "If he can be reliable, I can quit smoking!"
"What… Constantine, what did you say just now? Speak louder. I can’t hear you."
Deadpool laughed triumphantly and appeared again carrying several huge architectural models.
"…"
Constantine remained calm, "You are hallucinating. I didn’t say anything.".
