Before him was a red mask, with black around the eye sockets and white over the eyes.
Lower down was a red-and-black skintight suit, two long blades in his hands, and pistols tucked along the outsides of his thighs.
Hong Fei's palm was pressed squarely against the other man's left chest.
The Dragon Seizing Hand required all five fingers to curl, so his fingers naturally bent inward.
It did look somewhat questionable.
But it was nowhere near as exaggerated as the other man made it sound.
His words were like those clickbait accounts that started with a single picture and made up the entire story, capable of churning out all manner of outrageous, jaw-dropping scenarios in the blink of an eye.
He looked down at Hong Fei's hand again and said, "I'm serious. Think it over?"
Hong Fei drew a soft breath.
"Fifty thousand, right? Are you sure?"
"Of course. I never lie. If you give me fifty thousand, I'm yours tonight. If you give me five hundred thousand, I don't care how many of you there are. If you give me a million, I don't care whether they're human. And if there's five million, then please, whoever you are, don't treat me like a human being."
"..." Hong Fei could not help raising an eyebrow.
Deadpool grinned. "Well? Isn't this a wonderful surprise? Which service would you like? One million? Or five million? I strongly recommend five million, because I'd also like to take the chance to unleash my true nature. I've always been curious about where my limits lie."
"So what you want is money, or an excuse?"
"Wow, that's a very wise question." Deadpool raised a hand over his mouth and actually began pondering it seriously.
Hong Fei withdrew his hand.
Deadpool hurriedly grabbed his wrist and