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"I had heard that you were out of your mind, but I must also be out of mine to have hired you." Chess was expressing his disapproval of the way Deadpool had been going about his job.
Slurp.
"And must you bring some kind of food every time we meet?"
"Sorry. Missed lunch. Want a fry?"
You better not be handing him one of my fries.
They belong to each of use. How could you own one, and how can you tell it apart from the others?'
It's the principle of the matter. Don't hand him the box! He'll take the toy!
"He wouldn't do that." Chess raised an eyebrow. He just couldn't understand this man.
"I would appreciate it if you were to stop the heroics. I want that bank, and everyplace that will not join ARK, to go out of business."
"What's it madder to du if day in ARK door not?"
Don't talk with your mouth full. It's rude.
And I don't think he understood you.
"Sorry." Deadpool said after he swallowed the mouth full. "What's it matter to you if they are in ARK or not?"
"That's none of your concern. You only have to worry about killing The Cape. I will be taking the price of dealing with the other three out of your pay."
"Then it just became my concern." Deadpool's voice became cold and very matter of factly. "If you want that bank closed, that's your business, but how I get The Cape is mine. If my heroics are interfering in your other plans, then I suggest I be let in on some of them so I can be in a different area."
"I'm in charge of all the crime in Palm City. Any one you stop from committing a crime is someone I under my influence. Even if they don't know it."
"Then I guess it's a good thing I didn't kill them."
"It would have been better for me if you had. I'm supposed to be dead, and if those incompetent idiots had blabbed to the police about me being alive, it could ruin my game plan." That's when a cell phone started ringing. Chess shot a look at his men.
"Sorry again. That's me. Hello, Deadpool speaking. I thought I canceled that subscription? No, just use a different credit card. Hold on and I can give you the number."
"I'm sorry but he's busy and will have to call you back." Chess grabbed the phone from Deadpool and hung it up.
"You shouldn't have done that." Deadpool stood up and started slowly drawing a sword.
"Don't get hasty now. You kill me and I can't pay you."
He's got a point.
"But he stole my phone. I was renewing my Netflix subscription. I haven't gotten all the Golden Girls DVD's yet."
Kill him. No one shall come between us and Bea Arthur.
"What are you guys waiting for?" With the ok given, the men Chess had guarding Deadpool drew their guns on him. They didn't even get a shot off
Chess had been more cautious to deal with Deadpool this time, and brought seven men to guard him, and two others who were off at a distance. Deadpool dispatched the seven around him in a quick circular motion. When he came to a stop, even the metal chair was cleanly sliced into little pieces. Deadpool didn't know about the two snipers so he was unable to disappear before he took two bullets to the chest.
"You were cutting it a little close."
"Not as close as you think." It couldn't be him, but it was his voice. No one else has a voice like Deadpool. It's kind of like a mix between gravel and gasoline. As this thought ran through Chess's mind, he felt cold metal at his throat.
Hey, Hey, Hey, One of a Kind
"Care to hand me my phone? That ring is set up for someone trying to get in touch about The Cape."
"Sure. Here." Chess handed Deadpool the still ringing phone.
"Hello. Yes this is Deadpool. Can you hold on for a second? I have another guy on hold and I'm trying to decide if I want to cut him off or not." Deadpool held the phone away and hit mute. "Well?" He said to Chess.
"Point made. Now can you take this blade from my throat?"
"Sure. Hold my phone." Deadpool handed his phone back to Chess, and vanished in a puff of red smoke. The next second the warehouse was filled with the sound of small arms fire. When silence reigned again, Deadpool appeared to Chess's left. "Phone please. Sorry to keep you waiting. Don't worry about the other guy. I'll just leave him hangin. Yeah that would be great. Hold on let me get something to write with. I'm not familiar with the area. Ok. Ok. Ok. Got it." Deadpool hung up and looked at Chess. "Looks like my way worked after all."
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