Chapter 2045

The so-called disposal of failed products may have been easy in the past, but it is really difficult for Wade today.

The workers in charge of the inactivation test have tried all kinds of methods, from kitchen knives to chainsaws, from heavy machine guns to laser weapons, and even if Wade was burned in a crematorium, he would never die.

Even that guy is still chatting with the nonexistent audience in the fire, saying that he is performing the oven to burn himself and asking for a reward.

There's no way. If you can't kill it, you can't throw it out directly. So you have to find a place to lock up.

So Wade was anesthetized and transferred to a secret dungeon, where there was no light, and besides him, there were some strange experimental failures.

Each of them had a cell with a bed and a toilet, but it was not inhuman. Wade was provided with a large number of shame magazines in exchange for him to speak as little as possible.

There's no way. If he doesn't find something to do, even if it's his own, he'll talk to the prison guards and drive them crazy through endless nonsense.

After about a week, he has driven a company crazy. When people look at his rotten chrysanthemum like face and hear his cheap voice, they often have a blank brain and can't connect with each other.

Magazine for quiet, this is a deal, and mercenaries are always dissatisfied with the deal.

"I guess I look like a personal hot dog right now, or the one squeezed with mustard."

Wade was lying on the bed with his legs crossed and the fruit girl magazine in his hand. He was not dressed because of skin cancer, which made his chest and belly rot continuously. In recent days, he had been running yellow pus, which made his clothes sticky and uncomfortable.

, "old fellow iron, I feel that I'm worse than cancer. After all, I have cancer and freedom. I have no activity every day except for flying, and I'm going to gain weight if I exercise too low."

Quietly in the cell, Wade communicates through his own thoughts with the black and red dialog box that pops up over his head.

"What? You said let me escape? This can be. Why didn't I remember it before? I can escape from prison

Wade sat up with his arms on his thighs and his head lowered on the edge of the bed. He looked solemn and serious:

"I can see at a glance that the patrol guy is a fag. After all, the people who can tolerate my face are psychosis or abnormal. If I use my own chrysanthemum to seduce him, he should try to get into prison to do me harm. So I can kill him, take his keys and weapons, and release all the tests as cannon fodder, and I'll sneak out of the sewer, like in Shawshank Redemption. "

"I'm a fag, but I'm not retarded. What do you mean by saying the escape plan in front of me?"

A voice suddenly sounded beside him. Looking back, the fat jailer was looking at him out of the iron railing, and the electric stick was still beating in his hand.

Wade scratched his head with embarrassment:

"er... Did I just say that? Or do you have auditory hallucinations? If you need a doctor, I can also introduce you to one. "

"You said it. Although I have a special XP, the more dirty and disgusting things are, the more excited I am. Your chrysanthemum is no exception." The jailer licked his lips with his fat tongue and shook his head regretfully: "but now that you know your plan, you can't tempt me, silly X."

"Gan!"

Wade bared his teeth and stamped his foot. How could he not control his mouth?

At the same time, suddenly, the jailer rolled his eyes and his feet rose from the ground. He was still twitching like a fish out of the water, and his trousers were instantly wet.

"Hiss! Just imagine my chrysanthemum and air, are you in place Wade took a breath of cold air, admiringly compared a thumb on his face. After the thumb fell off, he quickly picked it up from the ground and put it together: "you can float in counter gravity by masturbation. I'd like to call you the strongest, but can you let me out for the sake of my fantasy side dish that makes you so happy?"

But the next second, the fat jailer burst into silence. A large amount of blood and meat flew over the fence, turning wade into a bloody man.

The large intestine full of feces and fat wrapped around his neck and almost choked him.

There was a red light in the dark corridor. Just where the fat boy had just stood, a figure in black and yellow armor appeared. The other party was shaking his brain. His hoarse voice sounded like a demon:

"Wade, are you ready to go home?"

"Wait, the death knell? I seem to know you. When did I get to know you... By the way, you don't mean to go home? Some places like to send people back to their hometown. "

Wade pulled the intestine off his neck and went to one side of the toilet to get his clothes and trousers. He was hesitant.

He tried to think, but he was clearly affected by brain cancer and experiments."What nonsense? I'm your cousin. I'm here to save you. "

Su Ming reaches out and grabs it. The lock on the prison door is like mud. Wade is free again.

The heavy iron door creaked and opened slowly.

"Those villains may have ruined my brain. I feel that you are familiar with me and have something to do with me, but I can't remember your real name and face." Wade knocked on his head and said in some distress, "let's not leave in a hurry. Shall we smooth the relationship between the characters? Because you didn't vomit when you saw me, I suspected you were mentally ill

"Whatever you want to ask." Su Ming walked into the cell with his arm in his arms. He picked up the magazine and looked at it. He found some suspicious white mucus on it. He threw it aside and wiped his hands on the wall: "I killed all the prison guards and destroyed the monitoring probe. We had at least half an hour to chat."

Wade nodded. He took his clothes as a package and packed the magazines:

"let's start with your name, and then introduce the basic information about your occupation, personal hobbies and the hand you like to use when shooting a pistol. If you say it's my cousin, you should have a lot in common with me, right? How else can they be relatives? "

The strangulation slowly penetrated into the skin, revealing the knell's face: "you're Wade Wilson, I'm Slade Wilson, we're cousins..."

"wait, if we're all Wilson's names, shouldn't we be cousins?"

Wade shook his head again and again. Although he lost his memory, it didn't mean he was stupid.

"You're wrong. That's the general situation." Su Ming shook his head calmly, took out a small pistol from his pocket and gave it to his cousin for self-defense: "in fact, we are half mothers. Your mother is a junior, so we are cousins."

Wade suddenly realized that just like Vanessa and her little sisters, a group of women might become sisters because of a man, so that their children would have cousins.

"It turns out that I am in a mess now. I only remember that I am an orphan. I can't remember many things clearly. Are my parents dead?"

"All dead."

The death knell opens its eyes and tells lies. Anyway, this is something that can't be proved.

"I see. You really look like the handsome I used to be, and the audience made me believe you." Wade put the bag full of magazines around his neck, picked up the gun on the bed and walked quickly outside the prison: "cousin, let's go. Some bitches have ruined my face, and I have to settle accounts with them..."

Su Ming raised his mask and kept up with Wade, whose voice was still so dark and hoarse. He said:

"here comes my brother."

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