Players In Marvel

"Go." Francis grabbed Vanessa and pushed towards Wade, "Look, how understanding I am."

"Now you look like a man, our personal grievances will be resolved later."

Wade grabs Vanessa and takes two steps back, keeping a safe distance from Francis.

He originally thought it would take a lot of trouble to rescue Vanessa, but he didn't expect Francis to let her go so easily.

"I'm not someone who threatens women." Francis said with narrowed eyes.

He seemed to have forgotten what he had said to Tao Baibai in the car.

see?

He is a man through and through!

Damn pink bastard who only knows how to take money!

...

"Wade? Absolutely, you are Wade!"

Vanessa's eyes widened, excitedly trying to tear off Wade's obtrusive red mask.

"Hey honey, wait!"

Just as Wade was about to say something, Vanessa's face suddenly changed, and she punched Wade hard in the face.

Then, like a torrential rain, fists hit Wade's head fiercely, and his chest hit. This woman was madly venting her dissatisfaction with Wade.

Just when Vanessa was about to kick Wade, Wade quickly covered it with his hands, shaking his head like a wave.

"No, no, listen to me, my dear, don't hit there, this will be your happiness for the rest of your life."

"Explain, explain, explain!" Vanessa grabbed Wade's neck and shouted loudly.

Two years ago, there was no reason, let alone a farewell!

Without warning, Wade disappeared from her world.

This bastard is simply unforgivable!

Vanessa's eyes were red, and tears kept rolling in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, I should have solved the trouble earlier, you and I have been very difficult in the past few years, I'm sorry, I left at the beginning."

Wade's voice trembled slightly.

"I should have confessed to you a long time ago, but baby, you have to know that the person under the mask may not be the one you are familiar with in your memory."

"You mean the mask?"

Vanessa reached out to take off the mask, but Wade subconsciously took two steps back as if frightened.

Vanessa paused slightly, but reached out to Wade firmly again.

"Are you sure?" Wade's voice trembled.

"Of course." Vanessa took off Wade's mask with a smile.

Looking at the face in front of her, which was full of potholes and even hairless, she suddenly smiled.

"Wow~ I think it's not impossible for me to drink a lot of wine after a short period of adaptation."

Before the words finished, Vanessa suddenly tiptoed around Wade's neck and closed her eyes.

What?

Wade was taken aback, and when he felt the familiar and soft touch from his mouth again, the pain that had been tightly suppressed in his heart dissipated without a trace in an instant. He hugged Vanessa with his back, deepening the touch.

...

"Hello?" Francis raised his eyebrows, "Although I don't want to interrupt you, can you pay attention to the fact that there are people beside you?"

The romantic atmosphere was abruptly inserted, and Wade pulled Vanessa behind him to protect him, raising his eyebrows provocatively.

"Oh, I get it."

"It seems that you were dumped by the little rabbit man. There is really a sour smell in the air."

Wade fanned his nose with his hand, the irony inside and out of the words was self-evident.

"Oh." Francis sneered, "Let's play tricks now, and you may become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks later."

"Come out, zombie army!"

The voice fell, and countless black figures crawled out of the narrow alley.

The corpses stitched with black thread crawled out of the trash can, the abandoned space next to it, and the shadowy corners.

Souls that did not belong to them were stuffed into the re-stitched corpses.

They are the scariest army of zombies.

It will tear the enemy in front of it to pieces with its sharp claws.

"Roar~"

There were low growls in the voice.

The zombies stared at Wade and Vanessa in the encirclement, as if seeing lambs in captivity.

This is a hearty and delicious "feast".

It will also inevitably become a pedal for them to no longer be failures.

"What the hell is this?"

Wade looked at the thing covered with white bandages not far away, and his face suddenly showed disgust.

After all, this is still a humanoid creature.

But what are the others?

What the hell is that thing with a tiger's head, an elephant's nose, and a crocodile's tail?

Uglier than Wade's graffiti.

"It's disgusting to look at. I'm going to spit out the sandwich I ate in the morning. I said Francis, you should really change your hobbies. It's too low-level."

"Also, don't you think that you can defeat me with these rags?"

Wade looked up at the sky, and corrected him seriously.

"People say that whimsical dreams are daydreams. Now it's night, can you have some idea?"

It seemed that Wade's words made the zombies feel insulted, and all kinds of strange-looking guys howled at Wade.

"How dare you underestimate zombies!"

"Fuck him!"

"Kill him, bite him with your mouth!"

The zombies roared and rushed forward.

However……

"Watch me cut you into strips!"

Wade drew out the double knives on his back and threw himself into the crowd of zombies.

The two knives in his hands flew up and down, and with the cold light shining, the zombies had their heads cut off, their arms removed, and their legs broken.

For a moment, the alley was filled with blood and rain, and the scene was simply extremely miserable.

...

What is this?

With her back against the corner, Vanessa, who was hiding behind Wade, her pupils widened, she looked at the blackness in front of her in disbelief.

These monsters that seem to be stitched together from corpses, why do they seem to have an inexplicable sense of joy?

She even saw two old acquaintances among the group of zombies.

A lot of Jackman couples who were dancing in the bar at a young age, and ended up drinking too much and died on the way.

What's this?

A dead party?

The question is how do these corpses move?

The key is still talking?

This is totally against common sense!

Vanessa was stunned, and she even began to wonder if she was dreaming now.

It's all too magical.

...

Wait a minute?

This guy looks familiar.

Wade paused suddenly when he chopped off the zombie's head, pinched the withered head in his hand, tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Cunningham?"

"Hey friend, how long has it been since we saw each other?"

"It seems like we haven't seen each other since the last time we parted ways in that damn lab."

"Don't answer me, I know what you want to say."

Before the other party could say anything, Wade cut off his head mercilessly.

Although he didn't know how these corpses were resurrected.

But obviously.

This Cunningham was not the man he was familiar with who "planned to go home and make banana pancakes for the children".

That man is no longer there, what is alive is only the desecrated body.

Wade didn't feel any psychological burden at all when he cut it.