Chapter 2550 (1/2)
”Alas...”
the dejected waiter walked alone on his way home. The moonlight in the middle of the sky pulled his shadow on the street for a long time.
He bored with his toes kicking an empty can, the little thing in the street in the middle of the night made a series of noises.
The interview failed. The Avengers didn't want to hire him. Today's dead waiter can only go home empty handed.
It's not entirely empty handed.
Yes, the nick Frey robot he got didn't sell at all, because the head of the machine was bitten off by the venom, and it was completely out of danger. Colson said that either Wade would take it back as a souvenir, or he would sell it to the aegis for $30 as scrap.
Although it was a little less, thirty was also money. At that time, his attention was focused on the three-way plan of applying for the Fu Lian Na Bing, and he didn't care about this little money at all.
However, he lost the election.
No matter Steve or Bucky, or Tony, who seems to be the most unreliable, they don't want to play with the dead waiter. They even kick him out of the gate of the stark building like they see rubbish.
The dead waiter never thought of this, and even he was full of confidence in advance, so he let Dupond drive away first.
Originally, he wanted to call the Indian back through the taxi software, but when he found the 30 yuan in his pocket, he decided to save a little and go to the roadside to steal a bicycle or a unicycle to ride home.
As a result, his brain, rotten from brain cancer, forgot about it and simply walked home.
”Sanofubichi! Wandering sb! Let people sleep or not?! What about kicking nm in the middle of the night? ”
The roadside window suddenly opened, and a fat woman with a perm curl on her head leaned out of her upper body from upstairs, put up her middle finger in the distance, and sprayed putrid acid on Wade.
”Alas...”
without looking back, the dead waiter shot a round the window. 45 bullets. Between the splashes of the bricks, the woman immediately drew back and screamed more than kicking the jar.
But it can't make the dead waiter happy. After all, he is not the dark pervert of his cousin. He likes to see others fear or fall into the dug pit. He prefers money.
, old fellow iron, what do you think brother is doing now?
He put the pistol back in his underwear and buttoned it.
”...”
”Oh, in Asgard? I don't know who he will think of when he is alone. ” The dead waiter didn't know where he got the answer. He looked up at the moon, turned on his MP3 and hummed to the music: ”do you want to find someone to accompany... Hi, bat.”
”Death servant.”
The black sharp eared figure stands in the dark alley, the long cape is like a curtain, which is lifted from the shoulder to the ground, and the dead servant passes by each other...
”!”
After more than ten steps, Wade suddenly froze, his head facing the nonexistent lens, the white eyes on the mask blinked:
”wait, am I dazed? Did the darkness invade? Warner and dibney working together? I saw people who shouldn't exist. I'll go back and have a look. ”
With that, he slipped back in MJ like space step, rubbing his eyes while sliding.