"Tell me, what exactly did you come looking for me to do? As you can see, I'm enjoying my vacation." Su Ming switched to another lounge chair, lay back wearing sunglasses, one hand resting on the massive sword beside him. "And you've ruined the mood like the droppings of a stray dog after eating a moldy mexican burrito. Give me one reason not to chop you into filling."
Beside him, Wade, whose upper head was somewhat smaller than his lower head, spread his hands and opened his case to dig out a fresh pair of sunglasses.
"Me? Of course I came to vacation with you. You gave me some commission before, but when I went back, I found that the purchasing power of the fucking dollar was dropping faster than an elephant with diarrhea. So I decided I might as well spend that money in this era. That way I won't lose out."
As he spoke, Wade patted his Teleportation Belt.
"No, don't you still have things to deal with over there? Thanos killed Spider-Man. Weren't you going to avenge him?" Su Ming had no desire whatsoever to vacation with Deadpool, and Gin in the distance clearly felt the same.
Vacationing with family was nice, but that did not apply to the Wilson family.
Honestly, rather than sunbathe with stinking Wade, Su Ming would rather play beach volleyball with Joker.
"Oh, that purple-skinned Cable? I took care of him. Originally, I was planning to gather a team and beat him up the traditional Superhero way. But once everyone got together, wow! The Avengers insisted on using some quantum technology to go back in time, mess around with Infinity Stones and a glove. Way too troublesome. Do you remember my hot 'Chika'?"
Deadpool pulled an inflatable sofa from his little case,