The problem was serious.
Duan Xinlan thought the main god was messed up, Deadpool and Russell were messed up, and even this world was messed up.
"What are you thinking about?"
Russell's voice came from beside her ear. Duan Xinlan shuddered violently and looked up to see his slightly narrowed eyes, which felt extremely dangerous.
Also, what an evil look...
I loved it!
Russell: "..."
Honestly, he really couldn't handle this type.
"Stop spacing out. Let's go after Venom."
Russell raised a hand, and the room's wall automatically crumbled into dust. He wrapped an arm around the slender waist beside him and shot straight into the sky.
He hadn't planned to do this, but glasses paired with office attire were just too unfair.
He made up his mind. Once he got back, he would try it with Supergirl X2. Maybe Olympus would work too, and there was the Marvel Universe—there would definitely be possibilities there.
After a string of thrilling, budget-burning car chases, Eddie, possessed by Venom, shook off the Life Foundation's pursuers. Feeling hungry, he took the opportunity to bite off a man in black's head.
The reckless street racing through the city drew the San Francisco Police Department's intense displeasure, and more than a dozen police cars gave chase and tried to box him in.
Beating up bad guys was one thing, but hurting police officers was another.
Eddie didn't want to become a complete bastard. He forcibly wrested control of his body back, leaped into the bay, and swam to a nearby pier.
"Damn it, what the hell happened today..."
Venom was like a superhero—or supervillain—suit that could be donned at any time. Soaking wet, Eddie crawled ashore and collapsed beneath a utility pole, gasping for breath.
In just one night, he had experienced too many