"...Huh?!"
Fang Mo was a little surprised when he saw the familiar figure in the distance. "Logan?"
That was right. The person trimming the bushes was none other than Wolverine Logan, whom Fang Mo had lured here from the X-Men movie universe. After all, a Cuban cigar with built-in enchantments was a one-of-a-kind marker even across the vast White Earth.
"Wait, who did you say?"
Upon hearing Fang Mo, Deadpool suddenly perked up. "Don't tell me it's the little Wolvie I know? How did you trick him into coming here... Did his wife die too?"
"No, quite the opposite."
Fang Mo shook his head and walked toward the distance.
"Wasn't he already dead?"
Deadpool hurried after him, firing off questions like a machine gun. "Didn't he get impaled by a tree stump while saving his precious little daughter? So he was only pretending to die back then, right? Heh heh... I knew it. That old bastard was too popular. The movie studio would never give up such a cash cow!"
"You're talking about Old Man Logan, I think."
Fang Mo glanced at Deadpool and gave a brief explanation. "That should be a storyline from an independent universe. I haven't been there yet, but that Logan is probably really dead."
"Fuck!"
Deadpool immediately cursed. "I bet that bastard Hugh Jackman couldn't resist donuts and didn't want to keep in shape, so he turned down 20th Century Fox's contract... and made them write him to death! Just like Marvel thought Robert Downey Jr.'s salary was too expensive!"
"The thing is, Iron Man's salary really was expensive..."
Fang Mo spread his hands.
"How is that the same? Iron Man was Marvel's goddamn parent!"
Deadpool said without hesitation, "I admit Marvel solved the Original Avengers' salary problem... but what about afterward? What were they