Deadpool: Is This the Ultimate Powerhouse Who Subdued the Shadow Death God?

An hour later, at the Old Beijing Copper Pot Hot Pot Restaurant.

Deadpool lifted half of his mask, which just hit the bridge of his nose, revealing a pockmarked mouth.

This guy was wielding a pair of extra-long chopsticks like an excavator, dumping plate after plate of the mountain of fatty lamb rolls from the table into the pot.

"It's so delicious! It's a gift from God!"

Deadpool picked up a piece of piping hot mutton with his chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth without even blowing on it, and chewed it vigorously.

The high temperature caused blisters to form on his oral mucosa, but his self-healing ability repaired the blisters within 0.01 seconds.

The extreme, agonizing sensation of constantly oscillating between destruction and rebirth made this pervert roll his eyes in ecstasy.

After swallowing the mutton, Deadpool casually grabbed a bottle of green Yanjing Beer and poured a full glass for Cao Dahua next to him.

"Shadow Death God Reaper, I salute your ghostly and stylish footwork!"

Cao Dahua raised his wine glass, his face flushed; he was extremely pleased with the title "Shadow Death God."

"No problem, no problem! From now on, if you run into trouble in our bureau, just say my name, Cao Dahua! In both the legitimate and underworld circles, who dares to disrespect Uncle Da?"

Chan Ka-kui buried himself in his food, too lazy to pay attention to these two clowns.

The private room was steaming hot, and the aroma of meat filled the air.

Cao Dahua stood with one foot on an empty beer crate, holding a half-full glass of Yanjing Beer in his hand, his face flushed and spittle flying everywhere.

"Back in the day, when I was an undercover agent in Kowloon Walled City, dozens of gangsters chased me with watermelon knives! Did I, Cao Dahua, even flinch?"

"No! With a smooth slide tackle, I disarmed the attackers bare-handed, snatched two machetes, and hacked my way from Portland Street all the way to Causeway Bay! My hands moved swiftly, the blades fell, without even blinking!"

Deadpool rests his chin on his hands, and the eyepieces on his mask transform into stars of adoration.

"Shadow Death God, after all that fighting, aren't your eyes dry? Also, what kind of tactical bodysuit were you wearing? Was it bulletproof? Could you give me a link to buy it?"

"I said I kill without blinking, and you ask me if my eyes are dry?!"

Cao Dahua laughed in exasperation, but didn't refute anything.

After all, he only tells a limited amount of the truth.

"As for tight-fitting clothes... even a dog would hate those effeminate outfits! I was wearing a floral shirt with flip-flops, aiming for a casual look!"

Chan Ka-kui picked up a piece of mutton with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling indistinctly, "You were clearly hiding in the trash can, but I was the one who pulled you out in the end."

Too abstract

"Eating meat won't shut you up! That was tactical cover! What do you know about tactics!"

Sing Sing leaned back in his chair, looking helplessly at Cao Dahua's swaying figure.

This fat guy has completely entered an invincible state of bragging.

Pulling out a toothpick, Lao Zhou picked his teeth and said, "Alright, enough bragging. Remember to pay the bill later! This hot pot isn't cheap."

"Paying the bill is nothing! It's on me today! It's just a meal of mutton! After this, Uncle Da will take you to the second half of the night, so you can really experience the nightlife of China!"

Deadpool stood up, his eyes gleaming. "The second half? Fighting crime, or a secret assassination mission? Should I bring some high-explosive grenades?"

Cao Dahua patted Deadpool on the shoulder, revealing an extremely lewd smile.

"What crime are you fighting?! Uncle Da will take you to the shopping mall! Let's experience the unique traditional culture of China!"

"Shop K?" Deadpool tilted his head. "Sounds like some kind of underground fighting arena? Do you need to sign a waiver to go in?"

"Why sign a waiver?! All you have to do is sign a form! There are all sorts of lovely ladies inside, gentle and considerate, they can sing and dance, guaranteed to make this foreign country bumpkin forget all about home, even forgetting which way the front door of your United States home faces!"

Chan Ka-kui put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and said, "You guys go have fun. I have physical training tomorrow morning. I'm going back to sleep."

"Hey Chen, you're so boring! Sing Sing, let's take Wade and have some fun!"

Sing Sing noticed that Cao Dahua's shifty eyes kept glancing at his pockets.

Lao Zhou sneered inwardly.

Trying to play this game with me?

I know what color poop you're going to take the moment you stick your butt out, Cao Dahua.

They keep saying they'll treat us, but once we get to the mall, it's always, "Oh, Sing Sing, I forgot my wallet, you'll have to pay for it."

This old bastard is clearly trying to drag me into being a sucker!

He sneered and skillfully dialed a number.

When the call connected, Lao Zhou's voice carried a hint of anxiety, like that of a manipulator.

"Hello? Director Yu, yes, it's me Sing Sing. Cao Dahua's drunk at the Old Beijing Hot Pot near Dongzhimen, and he's demanding ten hostesses at a KTV! Nothing can stop him. Yes, I'll send the address to your phone."

The call ended with a beep.

Cao Dahua's fat twitched, and his rosy complexion turned deathly pale.

"Sing Sing! You... you... you betrayed me!"

Upon thinking of some terrifying event, Cao Dahua's legs went weak, and he knelt directly on the ground.

Deadpool was shocked and drew his twin swords from his back, standing in front of Cao Dahua:

"Lord Shadow Death God! Who injured you? Who is this Director Yu? Is he the ultimate assassin of your China?!"

Cao Dahua trembled all over, tears welling in his eyes. "Ten thousand times more terrifying than the ultimate assassin! That's a female demon who holds my economic lifeline and the power of life and death in her hands!"

About twenty minutes later, the door to the private room was pushed open with a "bang".

Yu Suqiu stood at the door, wearing a beige trench coat, her face ashen.

Sing Sing sensed the oppressive atmosphere emanating from the doorway. Seeing her murderous gaze, he leaned back in his chair with a smug look, ready to watch the show.

"Cao! Da! Hua!"

Cao Dahua, who was throwing a tantrum on the ground, sprang to his feet upon hearing the sound.

He stood with his legs together, ramrod straight, and raised his right hand in a salute.

"Madam!"

Yu Suqiu stepped forward, her gaze sweeping around the private room before finally settling on Deadpool.

Deadpool sensed the terrifying aura emanating from this woman, and his intelligence returned to its peak; she was definitely above Stephen Chow in terms of rank.

A sense of awe rose in Deadpool's heart as he sheathed his twin swords and, mimicking Cao Dahua, stood at attention and saluted.

"Good morning, sir! I'm Wade Wilson, the new unofficial agent! Codename Deadpool! Currently single, no vices!"

Yu Suqiu frowned and turned to Sing Sing: "Sing Sing, where did this person come from?"

"Oh, this is a local specialty I brought back from United States. I'm just about to send it on a mission."

Yu Suqiu snorted coldly, her gaze refocusing on Cao Dahua.

"Shang K? Ten hostesses?"

Yu Suqiu took a step closer and poked Cao Dahua's chest with her finger.

"You've really got some nerve, Cao Dahua. Is your allowance from the bureau enough to hire ten girls? Want me to approve some activity funds for you?"

Cao Dahua's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! I wanted to take my foreign friends to experience local life and learn about our grassroots entertainment industry!"

"I, Cao Dahua, swear to God! Those ten girls were ordered for the two of them! My heart has always belonged to only you, Yu Suqiu!"

"Understanding the people's sentiments?"

Yu Suqiu grabbed Cao Dahua's ear. "Come on! Come back with me and write a 10,000-word self-criticism! If you miss even a single punctuation mark, I'll skin you alive!"

"Ouch! Be gentle! Give me some face! There are people watching!"

Cao Dahua screamed Yu Suqiu dragged him out of the private room, his voice fading into the distance down the corridor.

Deadpool watched the two figures disappear into the distance, his eyes behind his mask filled with awe.

"That's terrifying! Is this the pinnacle of China combat power? She subdued the Shadow Death God with just a glance! Stephen, just what level is that woman?"

Just as Lao Zhou was about to answer his question, he realized something was wrong.

He glanced down at the empty plates scattered across the table, then at the open door of the private room.

"Cao Dahua! You Lao Wang! You skipped out on the bill again!"