"No need. I'm staying at S.H.I.E.L.D., and it feels pretty good."
"It gives me the feeling of a mental hospital. There are tons of interesting people there!"
Li Ang's answer caught Deadpool's attention, and he quipped, "What mental hospital? That place is where a bunch of filthy-minded agents hang out. You wouldn't even know when they sold you off!"
He pointed at Tony and gave him a look every man understood.
"Listen to me. Just stay here. Tony's been having a ton of fan parties lately. At night, we can have some fun too~"
He had only just finished saying that when Pepper shot him a vicious glare.
"Ahem!"
Tony, who was standing nearby, quickly coughed twice. Ever since he had replaced his old reactor with the new energy reactor, the pressure of death in his heart had suddenly vanished, and he had already made up his mind not to hold those crazy parties anymore.
"Wade, I'm a father now. How can you slander me like that!"
Tony spoke with righteous indignation, as if nothing of the sort had ever happened.
"Whoa, Tony, it's only been a few days since I last saw you. How did you get so abstinent?"
Deadpool leaned back and cried out exaggeratedly.
"Don't tell me you forgot the fun we had the other nights?"
"Especially that bottle of Indian god oil. I still haven't asked you about its effects, mmph mmph mmph—"
He had only gotten that far when Tony pounced over and clamped a hand tightly over his mouth.
Pepper gave him a strange look, and Tony hurriedly turned his head to explain.
"Ah, that. Don't misunderstand."
"What Wade just mentioned was an oil tea from India. I thought it tasted pretty good, so I was planning to buy more next time and let