The first time he had blood stained on his hands, Rorschach was in a much calmer mood than he had expected.

He didn't feel panic, nor did he even feel guilty. Anyway, those guys were looking for death by themselves, and Roxa was also at ease.

He even had the intention to consider whether he was exposed to the camera, whether he left any clues, and whether he would be found by the police uncle.

Fortunately, the scene of the incident was a relatively backward and chaotic slum. Roxa also observed it when he left, and there were no cameras or anything else around the scene.

This is also a matter of course.

Those bad young people must have been waiting there to rob, so how could they have cameras or something?

Moreover, when he came back, Luo Xia also took some remote paths, leaving as few traces as possible.

As for the others.

Whatever you love, let it be fate!

Shaking his head and putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Rorschach changed his clothes with several bullet holes on his body and took a beautiful shower.

After finishing, I lay comfortably on the bed and started playing with my phone.

"Shop Manager! Are you there? Wade calls!"

Before I could play two games, a message from Deadpool suddenly appeared on the social software.

But this time Deadpool did not post in the group, but Rorschach who was chatting privately.

It seems that there should be something serious, not gossiping himself and Zhao Hailun.

Roxa was naturally able to distinguish between priorities, so he quit the game and responded.

"What's wrong with Wade?"

"I would like to ask, is there any devil fruit in our family that can give ordinary people a combat power? It is best to be able to deal with some killers."

Roxa couldn't help laughing.

Wade actually asked if there is any fruit to improve combat effectiveness?

This is the main thing that Devil Fruit does!

"Of course, with Wade, not only there are, but also many!"

"For example, the sickle fruit that arrives in the store now can make people vent sickle-like air waves. For example, the sound wave fruit can emit sound wave attacks from the mouth. For example, the thorn fruit can condense thorns as weapons..."

Rorschach briefly introduced several corresponding devil fruits to Wade.

"But Wade, I must also remind you that even if you eat the devil fruit, how much power a capable person can exert is closely related to the physical fitness of the capable person himself."

"All the devil fruits will not be too strong when they are eaten. They need to be continuously developed and trained to gradually become stronger."

"If you want to become a master overnight by eating the devil fruit, this is probably unrealistic."

"The devil fruit only opens a way to become stronger for you, but how far you can go depends on the will of the abilities themselves."

So that's the case.

Deadpool fell into deep thought.

He planned to buy another devil fruit, and the main consideration was to make Vanessa safer.

After all, Deadpool is engaged in mercenaries, and there are many enemies. In the past, there were no enemies coming, but they were all destroyed by Deadpool.

But Vanessa was also frightened a lot.

But Deadpool can't do more about this. There is no good way to do it except moving and keeping a low profile and not exposing it.

But now, the appearance of the devil fruit has made everything different, and he can completely transform Vanessa directly.

However, if it is the transformation, Deadpool doesn't want to change Vanessa's life, and he doesn't want Vanessa to suffer those hardships.

Attack-type demon fruits are a bit inappropriate.

"Then what if it is some devil fruit that enhances defense?" Deadpool thought for a while and asked again.

“Of course there are, too.”

"These devil fruits don't need hard training, right?"

"All the devil fruits need to be developed, otherwise they will only get a primary ability."

"However, even if it is some primary ability, it is enough to deal with some attacks such as swords and guns."

Deadpool knew it.

Just defend against devil fruits!

"I know the store manager, I know what to choose. In a few days, I may go to your place to buy a devil fruit again."

Deadpool knew it.

"Yes Wade? I'm looking forward to this day." Rorschach couldn't help but reply with a smile.

Deadpool looks unreliable, but unexpectedly, it is actually very, very reliable to do things.

Not only did I introduce a big customer to myself, I actually plan to come back in two days.

Not bad, good quality customer.

"Discount! Don't forget my discount then!"

Deadpool stressed this heavily and then quit the social software.

"It's time to do work!"

Sitting on the roof, basking in the moon, Deadpool whispered and began to dial a number.

After a while, a voice sounded inside: "Mr. Wade, have you changed your mind?"

"Yes Wesley, I've changed my mind. I can help you, but the price is low for 500,000. That's the famous Daredevil in Hell's Kitchen!"

"Mr. Wade, price has never been a problem, especially with legendary mercenaries like you. Our boss is even more stingy with money. I want to ask, what made you change your mind?"

"It's really annoying. Why do you guys who want to kill people always have so many problems... I'm short of money now, very short of money! OK?"

"Mr. Wade, do you have time now? Let's meet in the old place?"

"That's all!"

After hanging up the phone, Deadpool jumped down from the roof and disappeared into the night.

Two hours later, he appeared outside an abandoned building in Hell's Kitchen with a very coquettish pace.

But at the entrance, two guards stopped him.

"Mr. Wade, you can't bring any weapons."

In the compound, Wesley, who had been waiting at the scene for a long time, said to Deadpool from afar.

"What a sarcastic moment, the murderer is so courageous."

Deadpool made a sarcastic statement without any hesitation, but he took down the two swords he was carrying and handed them over to the guard.

Then he was put in.

"You should know that if I want to kill you, I can't use the sword at all, right?"

Deadpool sat down in front of Wesley without hesitation.

"I don't doubt this, if you are really Mr. Wade."

Wesley helped his glasses and made a request, "Now, please take off your mask."

"Sorry, are we here for a blind date? Do you still need to see if I'm handsome?"

"I'm just verifying your identity, please understand."

"The guy who ruled the kitchen of Hell is so timid? If you can't believe me, just let..."

"Shh, we never mention his name, and, Mr. Wade, if you want to continue talking, please take off your mask."

"OK, OK, it's really troublesome!"

Although it is a bit reluctant, who made this the employer’s request?

Deadpool eventually took off his mask.
Chapter completed!