On the other hand, Wade earned $10,000 in extra money and bought some costumes for Vanessa that would bring fun to both parties. He spent two days happily.
That night, he and Vanessa were sitting on the sofa, each reading a book.
The quiet air was suddenly broken: "Tell me, does the author have a brain? Why do you want Derek Storm to die? Or let him die with a big hole in his head?"
Vanessa hummed lazily: "This is Kasol, his books are always beyond your expectations."
Wade threw the book away angrily: "But I didn't come to see a male protagonist with a hole in his head. Why did he die? Now unless it becomes magical, this series is over. What kind of dog is this? Shi plot?"
Vanessa hehe: "Remember, when you first saw this, you said it was not as good as "Adventure Time"?"
Wade: "Of course, that's one of my favorite cartoons..."
Vanessa could only kick over this kind of behavior of scolding her mother while eating: "Are you sure it's not good-looking?"
Wade insisted on his choice, nodded: "It's not good-looking."
Vanessa stood up suddenly: "What if it's like this?"
She picked up the book in her hand and showed him an illustration in the book.
When Wade saw the woman in the illustration, he curled his lips and turned his head: "This woman is really ugly."
Vanessa was extremely satisfied with his reaction: "What if I want to play the reenactment game?"
Wade sat up straight with a duang sound: "How to repeat it?"
Vanessa drew circles on the illustration with her finger: "Of course it's that kind of crime-solving game! But Sunflower's family doesn't have one, but we have roses. You can use ketchup for blood, or maple syrup. As for the victim , of course it’s me! How about you playing the murderer?”
Wade's head nodded wildly: "Okay, okay, you can have this."
Vanessa smiled sweetly: "I'm going to take a shower first, and then start to make up. You will prepare the props for the reenactment of other cases."
Wade immediately jumped up and ran to the kitchen: "Five minutes."
Vanessa just waved her hand and walked into the bathroom, and the sound of dripping water was heard.
Wade was in a hurry in the kitchen, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and kept saying, "Where's maple syrup? Damn, that's the only thing? Could it be tomato sauce? It seems sweeter is better..."
Suddenly, an authentic London accent sounded not far from him: "Mr. Wade Wilson, it seems that I came at the wrong time?"
Startled, Wade turned around abruptly, grabbing a kitchen knife in his hand.
A black figure just walked in from the balcony, and then closed the balcony door casually.
Seeing the person coming, the kitchen knife in Wade's hand fell to the kitchen counter with a clang, and he whispered softly, "The smiling man?"
Luke put down the big box on his hands casually: "As an uninvited big customer, you should know my official name V."
Wade was stunned for a moment, then looked at him suspiciously: "You, can't you be pretending?"
"That's up to you to guess, Mr. Wilson." Luke chuckled: "However, let's talk about a big deal first."
Having said that, he gestured to the bathroom behind him: "It will be finished before your girlfriend comes out."
Wade was startled: That's right, if this guy insists on not leaving, won't he suffer a blood loss when Vanessa comes out
He nodded decisively: "ok, what business?"
Do it? That is impossible.
Leaving aside the issue of who is stronger, just in Vanessa's current state, Wade would not do such a stupid thing.
I really want to punch this guy who broke in, and then find a time when Vanessa is not around.
And, this is Vanessa's home.
He has been eating here for several days. If there is another house demolition war, Vanessa will probably go crazy.
Luke first gestured to the big box on the left beside him: "I'll show you the deposit first."
With one hand pressing on the big box and one lift, stacks of faint green papers appeared in front of the two of them.
Wade's eyes straightened immediately, and he whispered unconsciously: "Wow~ oh~"
Luke: "Mr. Wilson, now I am officially proposing a top-level commission to you. Your rule is that for the highest-level commission, 50% of the remuneration must be paid in advance as a deposit."
Wade murmured, "How much is this?"
He had never seen such a large pile of money placed in front of him in his life.
Luke: "Two and a half million dollars, all of which are old bills without consecutive numbers."
Just right for your two hundred and five. He silently slandered a certain mercenary in his heart.
Wade's foot moved over unconsciously.
He couldn't resist the gravity of the big box of papers.
In front of money, he is as small and helpless as humans on earth.
After taking two steps, I heard a bang, and the pile of green paper disappeared, and the hateful big box covered their lovely figure again.
Luke: "Now, do you want to hear the content of the commission?"
Wade nodded without hesitation.
"Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the evening, I want you to stay in the southwest corner of Staten Island for an hour..." Luke said.
Wade nodded immediately: "I did it."
He inserted these words incomparably quickly,
At this time, Luke spoke the second half of the sentence at a normal speed: "...as V."
Wade continued to nod his head twice, and suddenly came back to his senses: "Wait, what are you talking about? As V, stay there for an hour?"
Luke: "That's right, I want you to stay there for an hour as the smiling man who was offered a reward of two million."
Wade's eyes widened: "Don't tell me, this commission is to find a scapegoat?"
Luke: "Do you die so easily? Does the person who claims to be the strongest Wade not even have the confidence to live?"
"Of course I have a letter..." Wade: "Ah, no! Now at least hundreds of people in New York are looking for you, but you let me pretend to be you and go out to die? I am the strongest Wade, but not Superman, that's hundreds of people Professional killers, not hundreds of pigs."
Luke shook his head hehe: "If there are hundreds of pigs, do I need to pay five million? There are a lot of people willing to do it for five hundred."
Wade was speechless.
The smiling face mask man, that is, the guy who calls himself V, has a reward of only two million, so there are hundreds of killers here!
Luke said again: "In addition, the number of killers is probably between 120 and 150, which is not as many as you think."
Wade: …how much of a difference? It's not a pig anyway.
Luke looked at his expression, and continued: "Also, these people will receive the news of your appearance at half past six in the evening."
Wade: "TF?!"
Looking at his disbelieving expression, Luke didn't take it seriously: "Now, you can choose whether to accept this commission. You'd better hurry up, this commission is only valid until the moment before your girlfriend comes out."