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"Mr. Wade, has your face recovered?"

Wesley only glanced at it and immediately showed a very surprised look.

Two months ago, Wesley had approached Deadpool, who at that time still had a moon face that was hated by everyone.

As a result, after two months, everything was cured!

This is incredible.

Wesley simply couldn't imagine that a face that was disfigured and disfigured like that could actually be cured?

Can current medicine even do this?

Of course, what Wesley couldn't have known was that Deadpool wasn't healed in two months at all, but in just one day!

"Haha, it's this expression again! Even though I've seen it many times, it's still the source of my happiness! I knew you would let me take off my mask, and I have been waiting for this moment."

"How about it, are you surprised?"

Deadpool just leaned on the chair, knocking his legs high, pointing at Wesley, as if he was looking at the clown.

Wesley: "..."

He swore that if he was not a gentle man, he would definitely kill this guy with one shot.

So damn cheap.

"Congratulations, Mr. Wade, then, we can talk business now."

Wesley continued to speak to Deadpool in an expressionless tone.

"Wait a minute, aren't you curious about how I did it? Aren't you curious about where I healed my face? You don't play by the rules!"

Deadpool interrupted Wesley and shouted very dissatisfied.

He originally planned to do some sales for the store manager. The guy in front of him was nothing, but there was a big boss behind him.

A proper rich man.

"Mr. Wade, can I be honest? This is something that has nothing to do with me and I don't care."

"Also, I am very willing to communicate more with Mr. Wade in private, but right now, we are talking about business."

Wesley reminded Deadpool seriously.

"OK, let's talk business."

Deadpool spread his hands. After all, he was also the father of the sponsor, so it was better not to offend anyone.

"One price, one million US dollars!" Deadpool said solemnly.

"Mr. Wade, this is a very expensive offer."

"But I think we all know that what I want is not high, right? Daredevil has caused far more damage to your boss than this!"

"You are right, so Mr. Wade, as I said, the price has never been an issue. As long as you get Daredevil's head, you will pay one million cents for it."

One million does sound like a lot, but for a person like Kingpin, it is nothing.

Wesley can make the decision himself.

"Besides, if Mr. Wade needs it, we can also lure Daredevil out." Wesley suggested from the side.

Daredevil just loves to meddle, and it's so easy to do that.

"It seems that you really want Daredevil to die. It's unfortunate that he offended someone like you." Deadpool sighed sincerely, "But, you don't get paid for this, right?"

"No charge, Mr. Wade."

"Your service is really good. In this case, of course I don't mind saving some money." Deadpool agreed without thinking.

Intelligence investigation and so on are actually very expensive things.

"Then Mr. Wade, I suggest you stay in Hell's Kitchen tonight. I may contact you at any time." Wesley said to Deadpool with confidence.

They had dealt with Daredevil many times, or rather, Daredevil had sabotaged their operations too many times.

They know Daredevil's behavior patterns all too well.

How can I put it, sometimes the person who knows you best is often your enemy, and sometimes that is indeed true.

"No problem, your boss probably owns a high-end hotel, so can I be reimbursed for my stay?"

Deadpool really doesn't know what shame is.

"Simon." Wesley casually ordered a subordinate next to him.

The subordinate understood and immediately came out and came to Deadpool: "Mr. Wade, come with me."

Just like that, he took Deadpool and disappeared into the night.

At this time, Wesley took out his cell phone and dialed the numbers one after another.

Hell's Kitchen, which was not very peaceful at first, became increasingly chaotic.

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"Help, help! Someone help me!"

"Stop fighting, please stop fighting!"

"No, don't kill me, I can give you money!"

"You dare to steal our things? Are you tired of living? Kill them!"

On the roof of a building on a certain street in Hell's Kitchen, a guy wearing a black mask and tights squatted on the top.

But his expression was very restless, even a little irritable.

This night was particularly chaotic!

Under his strong attack, Hell's Kitchen has become much better. It turns out that the rampant criminals have restrained themselves a lot, and many of them dare not come out to do evil again.

But who would have thought that we would go back to before liberation overnight!

Sinful sounds were heard from everywhere!

It seems that the previous efforts are still not enough!

Daredevil's face was a little downcast, and even more fierce.

Then he was like a dexterous monkey, quickly running over the uneven roofs.

His figure was quickly submerged in the night and disappeared.

One criminal after another was knocked to the ground by Daredevil.

But suddenly, Night Demon's body stopped, turned around suddenly, and looked at a place.

His super hearing has already heard that a guy has followed him two blocks away.

"You discovered me just like that? Wow, you are really surprising!"

Following this sound, a man wearing a red uniform and carrying two swords jumped down from the wall on one side.

It was Deadpool.

Deadpool was really surprised. He thought that he had followed him very covertly, but he didn't expect that he could not hide it from the other party's eyes and ears.

No, not the eyes and ears, Deadpool could see clearly, that guy was blindfolded.

There is no "purpose".

A blindfolded man could be so nimble and sharp. Deadpool was really curious, how could he do this?

"You're not from Hell's Kitchen, who are you?"

Daredevil looked at Deadpool and asked in a low voice.

"Let me introduce myself. I am a mercenary who is skilled in my business and never fails. You can call me Deadpool. Yes, I am here to kill you."

Deadpool was leaning against the wall and hugging his arms as usual, "And can you tell me why you are blindfolded? Are you blind? But you don't look like it?"

"Who asked you to kill me, Mrs. Gao? Or Wilson Fisk?"

Daredevil ignored Deadpool and just asked him in a deep voice.