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What you need to know: Deadpool's assigned job has gone haywire. Charles Leeds of Leeds Fisheries has just copped two bullets in his legs and the Mafia man has spotted Deadpool by the pier and is going over to silence him for good.
Chapter 4
Deadpool swung around from the wooden beam and introduced his fist to Shiny McBald's precious facial features. "Who the crap are you.Spiderman or something'?" said baldy, bloodily spitting out his two front teeth while soaring up to take a swing at Deadpool's belly. "Can Spiderman do this?" he said while dodging Baldy's knuckleduster and landing the butt of his pistol square on his head and tripping him face first into the sand. "Since you've now got a loaded weapon pointed at the base of your spine, I advise you say the right things and play along with me or you'll be the next Little Miss Intensive Care, kapeesh?" "Screw you" "Beeeeep! Wrong Answer!" Deadpool shouted while getting him in an ankle lock, one of his favourite wrestling manoeuvres. There was a muffled groan as Baldy ate a mouthful of sand. "Now I'm gonna ask you one last freakin' time, are you going to tell me what I want to hear or do you want to be perpetually seated for the rest of your life?" "No.uh.I'll talk.I'll talk!" he screeched in intense pain and discomfort. "Alright then, now were on the same wavelength, I want you to take me to you're bosses headquarters and I might consider sparing your life. Does that sound ok?" Deadpool enquired sarcastically.
Without speaking Baldy rose from his position very slowly and steadily with a gun still in the small of his back and a grimace of anxiety on his face he headed off to the headquarters. "Now I'll be trailing you like a deranged stalker till you get there so don't even fantasise about squealing on me like the schoolgirl you so clearly resemble!"
Fifteen minutes they were deeply engulfed in the city, Baldy on the left side of the street and Deadpool on the right pursuing and scrutinising every move he made. Weaving in and out of the general population like aroused pythons, Deadpool begun to wonder if Baldy was taking him the headquarters or straight into an ambush, Baldy's life depended on it being the former rather than the latter. Another five minutes elapsed and there was no sign of any HQ anywhere but that was probably the point. Baldy stopped in front of a door with a small sign reading GIZMOS and ELECTRONICS hidden behind a Chinese restaurant. Deadpool waited intently next to a hotdog stand watching Baldy do some sort of a secret knock, slid the money envelope under and then let inside without a fuss. Not giving Baldy too much time to spill his guts to the Boss he sprinted across the congested road and searched for a way in that did not involve learning the secret knock and entering through the front. That was a certain deathwish even Deadpool knew that. He skimmed round the side and found just what he wanted to see the air vent. Bruce Willis in Die Hard eat your heart out and spit it in the sidewalk. He unlatched the entrance gate and squeezed his way in headfirst silently and swiftly.
What you need to know: Deadpool's assigned job has gone haywire. Charles Leeds of Leeds Fisheries has just copped two bullets in his legs and the Mafia man has spotted Deadpool by the pier and is going over to silence him for good.
Chapter 4
Deadpool swung around from the wooden beam and introduced his fist to Shiny McBald's precious facial features. "Who the crap are you.Spiderman or something'?" said baldy, bloodily spitting out his two front teeth while soaring up to take a swing at Deadpool's belly. "Can Spiderman do this?" he said while dodging Baldy's knuckleduster and landing the butt of his pistol square on his head and tripping him face first into the sand. "Since you've now got a loaded weapon pointed at the base of your spine, I advise you say the right things and play along with me or you'll be the next Little Miss Intensive Care, kapeesh?" "Screw you" "Beeeeep! Wrong Answer!" Deadpool shouted while getting him in an ankle lock, one of his favourite wrestling manoeuvres. There was a muffled groan as Baldy ate a mouthful of sand. "Now I'm gonna ask you one last freakin' time, are you going to tell me what I want to hear or do you want to be perpetually seated for the rest of your life?" "No.uh.I'll talk.I'll talk!" he screeched in intense pain and discomfort. "Alright then, now were on the same wavelength, I want you to take me to you're bosses headquarters and I might consider sparing your life. Does that sound ok?" Deadpool enquired sarcastically.
Without speaking Baldy rose from his position very slowly and steadily with a gun still in the small of his back and a grimace of anxiety on his face he headed off to the headquarters. "Now I'll be trailing you like a deranged stalker till you get there so don't even fantasise about squealing on me like the schoolgirl you so clearly resemble!"
Fifteen minutes they were deeply engulfed in the city, Baldy on the left side of the street and Deadpool on the right pursuing and scrutinising every move he made. Weaving in and out of the general population like aroused pythons, Deadpool begun to wonder if Baldy was taking him the headquarters or straight into an ambush, Baldy's life depended on it being the former rather than the latter. Another five minutes elapsed and there was no sign of any HQ anywhere but that was probably the point. Baldy stopped in front of a door with a small sign reading GIZMOS and ELECTRONICS hidden behind a Chinese restaurant. Deadpool waited intently next to a hotdog stand watching Baldy do some sort of a secret knock, slid the money envelope under and then let inside without a fuss. Not giving Baldy too much time to spill his guts to the Boss he sprinted across the congested road and searched for a way in that did not involve learning the secret knock and entering through the front. That was a certain deathwish even Deadpool knew that. He skimmed round the side and found just what he wanted to see the air vent. Bruce Willis in Die Hard eat your heart out and spit it in the sidewalk. He unlatched the entrance gate and squeezed his way in headfirst silently and swiftly.