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"My phone exploded!!"

"Director Kennedy's head is broken!"

"Call an ambulance quickly! There might still be a chance to save him!"

"Boss? That guy looked like he was dead..."

Felicia spoke haltingly and indistinctly.

"Focus on your work and ignore everything else. It's just a little mouse."

Aaron was well aware of the situation, as he was the one who detonated the phone.

Is it really that hard to make a phone explode?

It's just a matter of a single thought.

Everyone else is using high-end phones, and you're using a four-star one. If you don't explode, who will? Serves you right!

Just add a little heat to the battery, and it explodes with a bang—it's so satisfying!

Aaron thoughtfully added a little heat to the other person's brain; if they still didn't die, one would have to wonder if they were a mutant with healing abilities.

However, while driving halfway there...

Aaron's eyebrow twitched. "Watch out!"

He grabbed Felicia, who was busy at work, and with a bang, he broke through the roof of the car. His right hand shot out a spider web that caught on a street lamp.

Next second,

A man descended from the sky and cleaved this specially made bulletproof Rolls-Royce in two with a single stroke!

"Hey buddy, you can actually spin webs like a spider? That's so cool!"

"But it could also be a silkworm? Should we call you Spider-Man? Or Silkworm Man?"

Aaron stared down at a man dressed in a flashy red bodysuit and wearing a sturdy hood. He seemed to have twisted his waist due to the exaggerated posture and was constantly swaying back and forth while holding his waist.

"Deadpool?"

"Wow, I never expected that the legendary Mr. Devil would even know my code name. I am so honored!"

"My God, are you a fan of mine? Is my fame so great that it's known among the upper echelons of the United States?"

"Perhaps I should carry two pens with me, one as a spare, specifically for signing autographs."

"So...do you need an autograph? I can sign it on your face, your palm, and if you have unusual tastes, PG isn't out of the question either..."

As he spoke, Deadpool suddenly straightened his back and limped quickly toward Aaron.

His twin swords, made of a special material, sliced ​​through the streetlights as easily as cutting through tofu!

"Although you're my fan, could you please stand still and let me slash you? Don't be afraid, my knife is very fast, it definitely won't get stuck!"

"One hand, just one hand!"

“My employer wants to teach you a lesson, keep your head to continue making money for him, and at the same time make you think things through, so don’t be afraid... you won’t die.”

"This is the first time I've encountered such a generous employer, a million in one hand! So, I'm sorry..."

With each swing of his sword, Deadpool's mouth rattles off like a string of arrows.

God knows how his speaking speed could keep up with the speed at which he wielded the blade.

Aaron held Felicia in one arm while easily dodging and weaving.

Even though Deadpool's knife is fast enough to accurately strike bullets, he can always easily dodge them thanks to his superhuman agility and spider-sense.

"What?! My one hand is worth a million? That's the greatest insult to me!"

Aaron was furious. They looked down on him so much that they thought they could buy his hand for only one million? What a stupid idiot with a hole in his head!

Oh, it's Kennedy. Then it's alright.

Who told you to share the same name as that person? You can't bear this karma!

and also

"Pay back my car!!"

Aaron's tone was chilling, and his only free right hand suddenly shot out like a venomous snake that had been coiled for a long time.

Within that curtain of blades, in an extremely bizarre posture, he simultaneously used his index and middle fingers, and his ring and little fingers to pinch the two blades that had just crossed!

"Watfak?!!"

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: I've laid my cards on the table; I'm a cheater.

Damn it!

What a hell!

How fast is Deadpool's knife? Slicing bullets and ricocheting them is commonplace for him.

He can swing his knife in milliseconds, using terrifying intuition and dynamic vision to toy with his enemies!

Both being super healers, Deadpool's mastery of fighting skills is so great that he could easily defeat Wolverine, who only relies on brute force!

In the past, Deadpool often used his impenetrable, airtight swordsmanship to outmaneuver other armed mercenaries.

Over the years, this is the only time I've ever been so thoroughly outshone by others!

"My knife...you can keep up with my speed!"

Deadpool looked at Aaron in surprise.

"I admit your sword is fast, but what can you do if I activate the magic card—Kato Taka's Hand?"

Aaron was quite confident.

His already superhuman reflexes, coupled with his incredibly nimble hands that even the Primordial Furnace admired, made him a formidable force.

Just as no one can hold back from ejaculating in front of his ten fingers.

Similarly, he can also clamp a sharp knife in an extremely bizarre way!

His incredibly dexterous hands allow him to perform all sorts of inhuman movements, combined with his superhuman strength far surpassing Deadpool's.

"If you can break free, I'll admit defeat!"

Deadpool's shrill voice rang out: "You're the boss of the Osborn Corporation, a prodigy! What are you doing competing with us mercenaries living on the edge of the slums for our livelihood!"

Do your parents know how good you are at fighting?

Deadpool instinctively wanted to grab the knife and do it again.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence?

He didn't believe Aaron was really that abnormal.

However, no matter how hard he tried, even if he held the knife with both hands and pulled it like a stubborn ox, he still couldn't get his beloved knife back.

It's as if the knife was originally a part of Aaron's body, inseparable!

"One hand...grabbed both of my knives!"

"His other hand was still picking up girls!"

"Fuck you! Is there no justice in this world? You're God's bastard son!"

and many more!

Deadpool's eyes suddenly widened.

"So that man was you... Even with a woman in my arms and the abyss on my back, I, Aaron, am still invincible in this world!"

When Deadpool realized he couldn't pull him away, he started reciting his lines while simply kicking him.

He wanted to use one foot to push against Aaron's rock-solid body for leverage, in order to reclaim his beloved knife.

Good grief, you just came back from passing through the fourth wall?

Aaron was a little surprised, but he was soon amused by how stupid this guy's actions were!

Who gave you the audacity to step on my body for support?

No, you can't say that.

Deadpool isn't stupid, he's just fearless!

Aaron knew exactly how powerful Deadpool's super healing ability was. This was even more powerful than his own, a bug-like healing ability that could quickly recover even if only a head or an arm was left!

Therefore, Deadpool is fearless because no one can kill him!

Deadpool knew full well that this action would invite severe retaliation, but he did it anyway.

As soon as his right foot was extended, Aaron quickly kicked out, his right leg, harder than steel, sweeping towards the opponent's shinbone.

As the two collided, Deadpool let out a heartfelt cry of pain as his right calf was easily broken like a piece of instant noodles.

"Hey buddy, I just wanted to use some leverage, and you broke my leg!"

Deadpool yelled, but his hands still didn't let go of his beloved knife.

Aaron's lips twitched, he swept his other leg across his arm, and swung again.

Deadpool saw it, but he was completely caught off guard!

Another crisp cracking sound, and the left leg bone broke too!

"Oh shit! This is outrageous! All I wanted was one of your arms, and you kicked both of my legs to pieces!"

"I don't care! Pay me back! I want medical expenses! I'm not getting up today unless I get a million!"

Deadpool starts teaching how to fake a fall on the spot: others fake it, but he really does!

He's a professional at staging accidents!

"You'd rather have a knife than your life?"

Aaron was speechless. Even with both legs broken, Deadpool still wouldn't let go, gripping the hilt of the knife tightly.

His entire lower body was held up on the ground, and he was screaming and wriggling like a caterpillar.

"This is my knife!"

"I've already lost my poor legs, I absolutely cannot lose my beloved knife too!"

Deadpool has this "I can die, but I can never lose my sword" attitude!

"As a swordsman, I live as long as my sword; when my sword breaks, I die!"

"Oh ho, you think this is a martial arts drama?"

Aaron had long known that Deadpool was shameless, slutty, and despicable, but after meeting him today, he felt that those people were still being too conservative in their assessment.

When a person is shameless enough, he becomes invincible!

My child, you are already invincible!

Given the current situation, no one else would have a good solution.

But... I'm not an ordinary person!

I am invincible!

Aaron put Felicia down, held the knife between his four fingers, and started spinning in place.

Now it's my turn, watch out for my—Spinning Top!

"Ahhhhh... This is so exciting! Faster! Faster! Oh no, I'm going to come! No! Stop! You're too amazing, oh~~ I can't take it anymore..."

"Ah—it's coming out! Almost out! This feels so good!"

Aaron took a deep breath; he couldn't stand this guy anymore!

A flash of electricity appeared in his eyes, and 100,000 volts surged into Deadpool's body along the blade, slicing him charred and his hair standing on end!

His whole face turned black.

But Deadpool remains remarkably resilient.

Even if you chop me into pieces, my hand will stay glued to my beloved knife!