An International Group Call! Who the Heck Are You, Deadpool?

Did he trade superpowers for two legs so he could walk?

Sing Sing's vision went black. Who was actually settling the accounts for this deal?

You have to throw in some scallions to buy two pounds of pork bones at the market, you must be out of your mind to lose this much money!

"Sir, I'm impressed by your move. What's the difference between a person without dreams and a salted fish? It's just a superpower loss syndrome, right? As long as you sign the contract and come with me, we in China will cure you!"

"Let's start with cupping and acupuncture. If that doesn't work, I'll prescribe two doses of a 'Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup,' guaranteed to restore your superpowers and cure your enlarged prostate while we're at it!"

Before Charles could even reply, the blue-haired behemoth beside him exploded.

The Beast exhaled hot breath from its nostrils, nearly blowing Sing Sing's hat off.

"Absurd! Utter nonsense!" Hank roared in a gruff voice.

"I'm a top scientist with six doctoral degrees! I've tried thousands of genome recombination experiments. If I can't do it, how can you?"

Sing Sing fanned the wind in front of his nose with disdain.

"Hey, hey, just talk, don't spit! So what if you have six PhDs? Can six PhDs make you cook a plate of shredded pork with garlic sauce?"

Comrade Old Zhou looked on with disdain.

"We have an old saying: 'Three cobblers with their wits combined can equal one Zhuge Liang.' If you're holed up in a basement doing research all by yourself, of course you'll go bald. We have Da Vinci in our department who specializes in counterintuitive medicine; when he gets into it, even the Yama would avoid him."

He pointed at Hank's blue fur, "Don't even mention curing the disappearance of superpowers. Even if you wanted to permanently neuter your fur, it would only take a few razors from Master Li at the village entrance!"

Hank was speechless for a long time after being rebuked.

Don't let his burly appearance and Blue-Faced Dou Erdun; Henry Philip McCoy is a civilized man!

If this were outside, he would have slapped the salesman so hard he'd be stuck in the wall and never be able to pry him out.

But it would be beneath Hank's dignity to make a move in front of the professor, so he swallowed his anger and stood aside, arms crossed, sulking.

Professor X sighed, "Mr. Zhou, I appreciate your kindness, but my old bones can't take any more strain."

"What's all the fuss about, Jimmy? Oh, you know, Logan, Wolverine! That hot-tempered guy's doing just fine here now. What do you former colleagues have to worry about?"

These words were spoken.

The professor's deep eyes narrowed slightly, filled with astonishment.

"What did you say? Logan? He went to China? That's impossible. He's a lone wolf; nobody can control him!"

"Ha! When you come to our area, even dragons have to coil up, tigers have to lie low, and wolves have to obediently put on their yellow vests and patrol the mountains."

To prove he wasn't involved in telecom fraud, Old Zhou took out his phone and opened the WeChat.

I directly initiated a group video call in the [749 Bureau Overseas Talent Re-employment Assistance and Loving Hearts Group].

"Come on, you don't believe me? Today I'll show you frogs in a well what it's all about!"

The notification sound lasted only a few seconds.

A large box popped up on the phone screen.

The image shows a large, unshaven face, with something crunching in his mouth.

"Are you crazy? What kind of trouble are you causing? I just started stewing a goose and was about to have a couple of drinks with Lao Zhao!"

Professor X almost dropped his cane as he stared at the man on the screen who was wearing a dog-skin hat and was even a bit overweight.

Is this the same Wolverine always seems so bitter and resentful, always ready to stab people with his claws?

Why is he chewing raw garlic?

What's with that serene and kind expression on his face?!

Has someone cast some kind of evil curse on this person?

"Jimmy, you have a few old acquaintances here. I bet you're living the high life here."

Sing Sing shoved his phone screen right in front of the professor and the Beast.

Wolverine in the scene stopped chewing garlic.

Logan... is it really you?

This touching reunion lasted less than three seconds.

"Beep beep!"

Several small windows popped up in the group video call.

"What's going on? Is Director Zhou giving out red envelopes again? I have to grab a big one this time!"

Deep Abyss appeared in the lower left corner of the screen with a head full of seaweed.

Soft Serve appeared in the bottom right corner, rubbing its eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Polaris, Toad, and several others joined in.

"Holy crap!" Deep Abyss was the first to clearly see the background and people on Sing Sing's side.

"Brother Zhou! That guy across from you, wait, that guy with the buzz cut... isn't that Professor X?! And that blue-haired guy next to him, is that Beast?!"

"Brother Zhou is awesome!"

The Toad yelled, "You even found Professor X? Is our department going to put on Mutants Spring Festival Gala?!"

Professor X looked at the group of compatriots on the screen who had once been displaced and lived in fear and flight every day, and now their faces were rosy and their eyes were full of vitality.

This former genius fell into a long silence.

The Beast watching from the side was so shocked its jaw almost dropped to the ground.

The villainous Riptide, who followed Magneto in countless evil deeds, is actually wearing a China firefighter's uniform?

That Toad actually became a technical advisor?!

Just as the atmosphere of this cross-border live stream was gradually heating up, and we were about to reach the happy ending of the "We are a loving family" duet, the moment had arrived.

A red and black head squeezed into the frame.

Deadpool is making a peace sign with both hands, his face pressed against the screen, and shouting wildly into the microphone.

"Family! It's me! Your beloved Deadpool! The sexiest mercenary in the Marvel Universe! Are there any long-time fans in the live stream here? Type '1' to show me your enthusiasm! Send a Rocket and I'll do the split for you!"

The group chat fell silent.

For a full ten seconds, no one spoke.

"Who is this red-skinned lunatic?" Deep Abyss broke the silence.

"Don't recognize her, looks like a WeChat seller of bodysuits?" Polaris curled her lip.

Wolverine recognized the bastard through the red hood, but he was now a proper forest ranger and had no intention of bothering with this jerk.

He scoffed, "Director Zhou, how many times have I told you? Stop bringing these shady characters into our unit's group chat. They're an eyesore and ruin the atmosphere! I'm hanging up now, my goose's cooked, Lao Zhao's calling me to get the plates. Gotta go!"

Everyone in the group video chat left, leaving only Sing Sing and Deadpool's reflection on the screen.

Deadpool maintained his scissor-hand pose.

A night breeze blew by, and he vaguely heard the cawing of crows flying by.

Sing Sing patted Deadpool on the shoulder sympathetically.

"You're not very popular, are you? I think you should go work as a night watchman in the morgue; the customers there are more tolerant of your noise."

Deadpool covered his face with his hands and let out a heartbroken wail. "Director! This scene has to be cut! My fanbase can't be that weak!"

Sing Sing ignored the guy and turned to look at Professor X and Beast, who were still questioning their existence.

"You two have seen the video and met them in person."

He took two contracts out of his briefcase and handed them to the two men.

"Signature or fingerprint?"