The four of them returned to the United States once more, currently standing in a desert in Texas.
The land was vast and sparsely populated, with wind and sand filling the sky. The few cacti looked like people raising their hands in surrender beneath the night sky, while the tumbleweeds had long since vanished without a trace in the gale.
"Ah, Texas. I like it here."
Deadpool, whose festering and bleeding skin had finally healed after he ate too many egg yolks and turned into shark-bait fish food, slung an arm around Deathstroke's shoulders and said, "This place has the most guns, the hottest-tempered people, and tons of big-breasted girls in little boots. Slurp. But out here in the middle of nowhere, there aren't even any nice places like nightclubs. What are we doing here?"
Su Ming took out the Cosmic Cube and lovingly stroked it in his hand. "I checked the weather forecast and came here specifically to shoot a movie."
A little lizard had come out to hunt in the cool of the night. It happened to pass Wade, looked up at him, then vomited its guts out and died.
Deadpool picked up the dead lizard, fell silent for a moment, then turned toward the empty air beside him. Stroking his chin, he said solemnly, "Dear viewers, I suspect Cousin wants to film Animal World, and there's evidence that perhaps I'm the animal being observed."
Tonight brought high winds and a sandstorm, leaving visibility extremely limited. The gale hurled grit and dust against everyone's bodies with a sound like sandpaper.
Daisy pulled up her Cloak to cover her nose, fastened her helmet more tightly, and leaned toward Deathstroke. "Is something wrong here? Other than a tornado being on its way."
"Didn't you want to know how I planned