"What's going on, Constantine?"
As a father, Tony asked when he did not understand. Being able to grab the thread was not necessarily a good thing.
"Hmm."
Constantine frowned and looked Anya up and down. Deadpool was extremely cooperative, holding Anya and flipping her around like an exhibit.
Please forgive an old father's anger. Unable to hold back for a moment, Tony moved with a dark expression.
Bang!!
The black shadow that flew out was Deadpool. The other little one was stuck by spider silk and pulled back into Peter's arms. Anya's eyes shone brightly, looking as if she had not had enough fun, and the sight made Tony's heart ache terribly.
Damn it, his own daughter had been led astray by two idiots!
Clap!
Constantine clapped his hands, the corner of his mouth lifting as an idea instantly came to him.
His eyes subconsciously drifted toward Anya. After thinking it over, he said, "Ahem. Tony, Chu Renmei's power resides in Anya. Maybe it's because of certain traits of Chu Renmei that she can grab that thread, and according to the theory I learned in East Country, perhaps we can—"
"Don't even think about it!"
Before he could finish, Tony flatly refused.
"There's no way I'll allow Anya to be brought onto a battlefield. She isn't even one year old yet!!"
"Uh... you've misunderstood me, Tony."
Seeing Tony get angry, Constantine's face stiffened, and he said seriously, "As her godfather, I was just wondering whether I should buy Anya some cute dolls or something next time."
"Like hell I believe you, Constantine! You're full of rotten ideas! You won't even spare a kid!"
Having been tricked too many times, Deadpool had the most authority to speak. He propped himself against the wall and stood up, shouting. Whatever Constantine wanted to