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Deadpool and Bobo looked at each other in silence, the tiny eyes on their red-and-black masks blinking rapidly. Their gaze met for only an instant, yet it surpassed countless moments in this world.
Wade tossed away the monkey hair and said speechlessly, "Lucky for you, I'm an animal rights activist now, and I'm trying to get a PG-13 rating for my movie. Otherwise, for a naughty monkey like you, I'd definitely pluck you bald and turn your fur into a wig."
"I'm an ape. You can't insult me by calling me a monkey." Bobo hugged Deathstroke's thigh, his face full of righteous indignation. "Would you be happy if I called you a monkey?"
"Is that so?" Deadpool tilted his head and thought for a moment, as though recalling something. "That's true. In that case, I was wrong. Next time, I'll introduce you to a few female apes too. I heard from the audience that you like beautiful women best."
"What audience?! Are there no normal people in this world?! Ahhh!!!"
Bobo clutched his head and ran off, leaping onto Cloak floating nearby and lying flat on it as if sheltering from an air raid.
"Stop screwing around and use your MP3. Isn't that what you've been waiting for me to say?" Su Ming covered his face and rubbed his nose hard. He could feel his patience dwindling.
They had barely done anything to The Spectre after bringing Deadpool here, yet he was already close to losing his mind.
"Hehe, then I'll use it."
Just as Su Ming had said, Deadpool had been waiting for those words. In the past, Cousin never let him use that MP3 and even yelled at him. It was so unfair.
This time was different. He was acting under orders. A Mercenary had to