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Chapter 605
chapter 0266 part 2
"How could I not be able to? This is slander, blatant slander. I just got back from a mission, I'm tired and came here for a drink. You don't know, S.H.I.E.L.D. caught a fat guy who is said to be from another Parallel Universe. I led a team to receive him—"
"Another Parallel Universe, sounds much more terrifying than Vanessa. But I remember the last time Vanessa kicked you out, your excuse was to eradicate some Cult of Dormammu, and you ended up being pinned down by Vanessa on a Model's bed."
Listening to Deadpool's explanation, an old regular at the Bar bluntly exposed his past.
Another burst of laughter filled the Bar. At the Bar Counter, the seemingly drunk Thor's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness. He turned sideways to stare at Deadpool, remembering his appearance, or rather, his unique tight-fitting jacket outfit.
Ding-a-ling! The wind chimes outside the door jingled, and a man with shoulder-length hair, a scruffy beard, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth pushed the door open and walked in.
The moment he entered, an invisible small thing also quietly slipped in.
"Johnny! Long time no see, same as usual?"
The man in the leather jacket walked straight to the Bar Counter, pulled up a high stool, and sat down.
The bartender skillfully mixed a drink and handed it to him. Johnny downed half the glass in one gulp, bit the decorative fruit inside, and turned to look at Thor beside him, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "You look a bit like an acquaintance of mine?"
"Hiccup!" Thor gulped down a pint of beer, patting his greasy belly. "Who do I look like? Thor? A lot of people have been saying I look like him lately!"
Johnny looked at his belly, shook his head, and withdrew his gaze. Stroking the glass, he took out a phone from his pocket, a look of struggle flashing in his eyes, but ultimately dialed the number.
"Boss, yes, things are going smoothly. With their help, the Cult that worships Dormammu has been completely wiped out. However, Kaecilius's side, they dare not offend the Sorcerer Supreme. It would be best if you stepped forward—"
"Yes, I have one more matter. I heard from the Speaker (Dark Council) that there is a method to retrieve my Father's soul from Hell. I would like to ask for your help!"
After Johnny finished speaking, there was no sound from the other end of the phone.
Johnny held the phone, silently waiting for his Boss's reply. He wasn't sure if his Boss would agree, but even if his Boss didn't agree, he wouldn't complain.
Although his Boss had used him before, he also helped him kill Mephisto, his enemy.
Moreover, he also helped him resolve the Spirit of Vengeance on his body, allowing him to freely control the Hellfire on his body. He is now married and lives with the woman he loves in this Raccoon City.
However, he definitely had to get his Father's soul back. Even if he had to go himself, it was because of his youthful ignorance that his Father's soul fell into Mephisto's hands.
Many times in midnight dreams, he would always dream of his Father's figure suffering in the raging fire of Hell.
If his Boss didn't agree, he would go himself. Listening to the long silence on the other end of the phone, Johnny sighed, making up his mind.
"Hmm! Hooked, a big Carp..."
After a burst of noisy splashing sounds and hearty laughter on the phone, Tang Song's voice sounded: "Go to Hell? Then go to Selene's place later. A batch of Golden Warrior Puppets has just been refined there. Take them with you. Oh, right, come to Lake Heart Manor tonight. Since you're going to Hell, bring some things back! Get me some local specialties! Hurry, don't let this fish die. Tell the kitchen tonight, we're having boiled fish, add lots of chili!"
"Yes, Boss!" Listening to the slightly noisy voice on the other end of the phone, perhaps because he choked on his drink, Johnny felt his eyes well up.
After drinking two glasses of wine, Johnny left the Bar. Thor, who had been sitting next to him and overheard most of the phone conversation, felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, instantly sobering him up.
Mephisto, Hell, and Dormammu, oh, and they also mentioned the Dark Council and the Sorcerer Supreme.
Sorcerer Supreme, Doctor Strange? Hearing these familiar names, the more Thor thought about it, the stranger it felt. He looked at Johnny's retreating figure, hesitating whether to chase after him to find out more.
Suddenly, an angry roar came from the Bar:
"Hey, who stole my drink!"
Thor looked over at the sound and saw a furry hand disappear under the table.
"Boss, another beer, and the check!" Thor took out a few dollars to pay for the beer and tip.
Then he walked over to the customer who was yelling about his stolen drink, and patted him on the shoulder:
"Mate, your drink's gone, I'll treat you!"
As Thor spoke, he subtly kicked the table underneath with his foot. Amidst the praise and compliments from the Bar patrons about his generosity, Thor draped his denim jacket over his shoulder and walked straight out of the Bar.
Thor pulled open the driver's door and sat in the driver's seat. Shortly after, the passenger door of his car suddenly opened out of thin air.
A furry Rocket Raccoon, wearing armor and reeking of alcohol, slumped into the passenger seat.
"I told you to stay put in the car!"
Thor looked at the drunk Rocket Raccoon and scolded him.
"Oh, come on, Big Guy, you drank plenty at the Bar Counter yourself. I saw it clearly!" Rocket Raccoon rolled over on the passenger seat, muttering.
Thor took a bottle of wine from the storage compartment in the driver's seat and bit off the cork with his mouth:
"I was gathering information!"
"Gathering information? Did you find any information about Star-Lord?"
Thor gulped down half a bottle of Asgardian Fine Wine and said somewhat smugly:
"I've found the Target. I believe he can help us find Star-Lord's whereabouts!"
Hearing Thor's words, Rocket Raccoon did a Carp flip and sprang up from the passenger seat.
"You found Star-Lord? Where is he?"
For Rocket Raccoon, half of his family-like friends disappeared in Thanos's finger snap.
Although Star-Lord is usually unreliable, he is also like family to him.
"Calm down, little guy. There's someone in the Bar who should know Star-Lord's whereabouts. We'll follow him, and then we'll definitely be able to ask him where Star-Lord is."
Thor was grabbed by the neck by Rocket Raccoon, and he shook the wine bottle in his hand.
"The Bar! Then I'll bring this guy out! If he doesn't talk, I'll kill him!"
Rocket Raccoon bared his teeth, took out the oversized Energy Gun from his back, and put on a fierce expression.
"Although he was baring his teeth, he didn't look threatening at all."
"Calm down! Little guy, this Raccoon City isn't as simple as it looks!" Thor's drunk expression became serious for a rare moment, and he said to Rocket Raccoon solemnly:
"We'll wait here. When he comes out, we'll follow him quietly. Don't alarm anyone!"
............
"Who are you?"
Deadpool's piercing scream even drowned out the few call girls beside him.
He shrank his naked body, pulling a corner of the blanket to cover himself.
On the other hand, the few call girls, completely naked, closed their mouths after the initial fright.
"Hey, you guy, do you wear a hood even when you're breeding, or is this a tradition among you Earthlings!"
Rocket Raccoon stood on the bed, pointing the gun, which was taller than his body, at Deadpool's head.
Although he was baring his teeth, he didn't look threatening at all.
"Raccoon Dog, or rather, an alien Raccoon Dog! Kawaii!"
"So cute..."
"How could I not be able to? This is slander, blatant slander. I just got back from a mission, I'm tired and came here for a drink. You don't know, S.H.I.E.L.D. caught a fat guy who is said to be from another Parallel Universe. I led a team to receive him—"
"Another Parallel Universe, sounds much more terrifying than Vanessa. But I remember the last time Vanessa kicked you out, your excuse was to eradicate some Cult of Dormammu, and you ended up being pinned down by Vanessa on a Model's bed."
Listening to Deadpool's explanation, an old regular at the Bar bluntly exposed his past.
Another burst of laughter filled the Bar. At the Bar Counter, the seemingly drunk Thor's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness. He turned sideways to stare at Deadpool, remembering his appearance, or rather, his unique tight-fitting jacket outfit.
Ding-a-ling! The wind chimes outside the door jingled, and a man with shoulder-length hair, a scruffy beard, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth pushed the door open and walked in.
The moment he entered, an invisible small thing also quietly slipped in.
"Johnny! Long time no see, same as usual?"
The man in the leather jacket walked straight to the Bar Counter, pulled up a high stool, and sat down.
The bartender skillfully mixed a drink and handed it to him. Johnny downed half the glass in one gulp, bit the decorative fruit inside, and turned to look at Thor beside him, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "You look a bit like an acquaintance of mine?"
"Hiccup!" Thor gulped down a pint of beer, patting his greasy belly. "Who do I look like? Thor? A lot of people have been saying I look like him lately!"
Johnny looked at his belly, shook his head, and withdrew his gaze. Stroking the glass, he took out a phone from his pocket, a look of struggle flashing in his eyes, but ultimately dialed the number.
"Boss, yes, things are going smoothly. With their help, the Cult that worships Dormammu has been completely wiped out. However, Kaecilius's side, they dare not offend the Sorcerer Supreme. It would be best if you stepped forward—"
"Yes, I have one more matter. I heard from the Speaker (Dark Council) that there is a method to retrieve my Father's soul from Hell. I would like to ask for your help!"
After Johnny finished speaking, there was no sound from the other end of the phone.
Johnny held the phone, silently waiting for his Boss's reply. He wasn't sure if his Boss would agree, but even if his Boss didn't agree, he wouldn't complain.
Although his Boss had used him before, he also helped him kill Mephisto, his enemy.
Moreover, he also helped him resolve the Spirit of Vengeance on his body, allowing him to freely control the Hellfire on his body. He is now married and lives with the woman he loves in this Raccoon City.
However, he definitely had to get his Father's soul back. Even if he had to go himself, it was because of his youthful ignorance that his Father's soul fell into Mephisto's hands.
Many times in midnight dreams, he would always dream of his Father's figure suffering in the raging fire of Hell.
If his Boss didn't agree, he would go himself. Listening to the long silence on the other end of the phone, Johnny sighed, making up his mind.
"Hmm! Hooked, a big Carp..."
After a burst of noisy splashing sounds and hearty laughter on the phone, Tang Song's voice sounded: "Go to Hell? Then go to Selene's place later. A batch of Golden Warrior Puppets has just been refined there. Take them with you. Oh, right, come to Lake Heart Manor tonight. Since you're going to Hell, bring some things back! Get me some local specialties! Hurry, don't let this fish die. Tell the kitchen tonight, we're having boiled fish, add lots of chili!"
"Yes, Boss!" Listening to the slightly noisy voice on the other end of the phone, perhaps because he choked on his drink, Johnny felt his eyes well up.
After drinking two glasses of wine, Johnny left the Bar. Thor, who had been sitting next to him and overheard most of the phone conversation, felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over his head, instantly sobering him up.
Mephisto, Hell, and Dormammu, oh, and they also mentioned the Dark Council and the Sorcerer Supreme.
Sorcerer Supreme, Doctor Strange? Hearing these familiar names, the more Thor thought about it, the stranger it felt. He looked at Johnny's retreating figure, hesitating whether to chase after him to find out more.
Suddenly, an angry roar came from the Bar:
"Hey, who stole my drink!"
Thor looked over at the sound and saw a furry hand disappear under the table.
"Boss, another beer, and the check!" Thor took out a few dollars to pay for the beer and tip.
Then he walked over to the customer who was yelling about his stolen drink, and patted him on the shoulder:
"Mate, your drink's gone, I'll treat you!"
As Thor spoke, he subtly kicked the table underneath with his foot. Amidst the praise and compliments from the Bar patrons about his generosity, Thor draped his denim jacket over his shoulder and walked straight out of the Bar.
Thor pulled open the driver's door and sat in the driver's seat. Shortly after, the passenger door of his car suddenly opened out of thin air.
A furry Rocket Raccoon, wearing armor and reeking of alcohol, slumped into the passenger seat.
"I told you to stay put in the car!"
Thor looked at the drunk Rocket Raccoon and scolded him.
"Oh, come on, Big Guy, you drank plenty at the Bar Counter yourself. I saw it clearly!" Rocket Raccoon rolled over on the passenger seat, muttering.
Thor took a bottle of wine from the storage compartment in the driver's seat and bit off the cork with his mouth:
"I was gathering information!"
"Gathering information? Did you find any information about Star-Lord?"
Thor gulped down half a bottle of Asgardian Fine Wine and said somewhat smugly:
"I've found the Target. I believe he can help us find Star-Lord's whereabouts!"
Hearing Thor's words, Rocket Raccoon did a Carp flip and sprang up from the passenger seat.
"You found Star-Lord? Where is he?"
For Rocket Raccoon, half of his family-like friends disappeared in Thanos's finger snap.
Although Star-Lord is usually unreliable, he is also like family to him.
"Calm down, little guy. There's someone in the Bar who should know Star-Lord's whereabouts. We'll follow him, and then we'll definitely be able to ask him where Star-Lord is."
Thor was grabbed by the neck by Rocket Raccoon, and he shook the wine bottle in his hand.
"The Bar! Then I'll bring this guy out! If he doesn't talk, I'll kill him!"
Rocket Raccoon bared his teeth, took out the oversized Energy Gun from his back, and put on a fierce expression.
"Although he was baring his teeth, he didn't look threatening at all."
"Calm down! Little guy, this Raccoon City isn't as simple as it looks!" Thor's drunk expression became serious for a rare moment, and he said to Rocket Raccoon solemnly:
"We'll wait here. When he comes out, we'll follow him quietly. Don't alarm anyone!"
............
"Who are you?"
Deadpool's piercing scream even drowned out the few call girls beside him.
He shrank his naked body, pulling a corner of the blanket to cover himself.
On the other hand, the few call girls, completely naked, closed their mouths after the initial fright.
"Hey, you guy, do you wear a hood even when you're breeding, or is this a tradition among you Earthlings!"
Rocket Raccoon stood on the bed, pointing the gun, which was taller than his body, at Deadpool's head.
Although he was baring his teeth, he didn't look threatening at all.
"Raccoon Dog, or rather, an alien Raccoon Dog! Kawaii!"
"So cute..."
