"As the saying goes, Gotham City has simple, honest folk. I'd only just arrived here, and I already ran into a robbery?"
Deadpool arrived in Gotham City through a portal and immediately encountered highway robbers.
To avoid drawing attention for the time being, Deadpool had gone straight into an alley. Just as he was considering how to approach Batman, he was unexpectedly blocked in.
Well, by two punks.
Deadpool could not help marveling at how Gotham City truly was a place of simple, honest folk.
"Cut the crap. Hand over your wallet, or I don't mind making sure you never see tomorrow's sun!"
The two men blocking Deadpool's path looked like junkies. Their faces were full of ferocity as they made their blustering threat.
"Who would've thought I'd get robbed one day? Seriously."
Deadpool sighed. He had always been the one robbing others. Who would have thought someone would rob him someday?
This was downright disrespectful!
Although Deadpool had been wandering around this world under Deathstroke's identity, this incident still left him speechless.
Perhaps Deathstroke was not all that famous in this world!
"You two junkies, hand over all your money!"
Deadpool could not take it anymore. He pulled a handgun from his pocket and aimed it at the two men before him.
The two men robbing Deadpool only had daggers in their hands. Compared to the handgun in Deadpool's hand, those were nothing.
"..."
The two robbers looked at the daggers in their hands, then at the gun in Deadpool's hand. After exchanging looks, they promptly dropped to their knees. Hadn't they taken such a risk just to rob some loose change and trade it for drugs?
Yet who could have expected them to run into someone this tough?
Why the hell were you walking alone at night in