Everyone was an adult, so it wasn't strange for Deadpool to occasionally go out and have some fun.
In any case, compared to Tony Stark's indulgence, Deadpool was definitely much more restrained. Still, if the opportunity arose, there was nothing strange about having some fun outside.
After all, Deadpool was full of dirty talk. If anyone claimed he wasn't filthy, no one would believe them.
In any case, Harley Quinn left with Deadpool. After all, for Harley Quinn, there was probably nowhere safer than following Deadpool.
Meanwhile, Rick, who had split up from Harley Quinn, ran into serious trouble.
As a rough-and-tumble man, Deadpool couldn't be bothered to care whether Rick lived or died. So after Rick ran into the woods, a group of soldiers pinned him down so hard he couldn't raise his head.
And no one was trying to keep him alive, so those soldiers were shooting to kill. Every bullet was meant to take Rick out.
That caused Rick a great deal of trouble.
Before long, he had been hit twice and was hanging on by a thread.
Was this where I, Rick, was going to die?
Rick's heart was filled with misery. He regretted that he had not yet returned to see June. If he died, June wouldn't remain a widow for him, would she?
Uh, that was impossible just thinking about it. June would definitely find another boyfriend and continue living her life.
Tsk. Just thinking about that made Rick's teeth itch.
So he couldn't die. He absolutely couldn't die!
With that thought, Rick seemed to get a shot of adrenaline and rose to his feet again. He did not want June to find someone new after he died.
Although he would definitely be dead by then, he would still feel like he was wearing