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Chapter 89 Carter's Flaw, Deadpool's News (Please Subscribe)

Brooklyn, New York.

The rising sun illuminated a charred, abandoned factory.

A rustling sound rang out, and then a black brick wall collapsed with a crash.

"Cough cough cough..."

Mark, covered in dust, staggered out of the ruins and waved to clear the dust from his face.

"Finally back!"

Under the sunlight, Mark opened his arms wide, wanting to embrace the world.

Although I've been stuck in the game for so long, the gains have been quite good.

The immense power within him constantly reminded him.

He will continue to work hard to become an excellent witcher.

Then stand at the very top of the Marvel universe!

"Coo coo..."

""

Mark's stomach was protesting, and he figured the most important thing right now was to eat two hamburgers.

No, three!

Let's keep four.

He ran to a nearby street, found a tap at the corner of an alley to wash his face, and then went into the nearest burger shop.

Mark, who was sitting in a corner with a plate of hamburgers in his hand, heard a couple arguing next door.

"I've already said I don't like eating this."

"Then let's go eat something else."

"Steve, do you even understand? When I say I don't like it, I mean that kind of dislike. Don't come looking for me again."

"Carter, explain yourself clearly, I don't understand."

"Okay, I'm telling you now, I'm not interested in men like you."

"No, Carter, you weren't like this before. Tell me, what kind of person do you like?"

I like him just the way he is.

The girl next door casually pointed at Mark.

Mark sensed the strange looks and instinctively glanced at the two of them.

"Me?"

His mouth was full of food, but his smile was genuine.

"Sorry, you look older than me. I like that type of girl."

Note that it's a girl.

Mark gestured with his hand in an arc, rejecting the other person's advances.

Carter: "...

""

Steve, on the other end of the line, was startled. "Mark, you're back?"

Mark asked in surprise, "You know me?"

"I am Steve Rogers."

"Oh, sorry, you weren't wearing any clothes, I didn't recognize you."

Mark then explained, "Well, I wasn't wearing my battle suit."

"Wait, have we met before?" he wondered again.

How did I recognize the other person?

Okay, it doesn't matter.

Steve sat down enthusiastically next to Mark. "Hey, man, we've met at S.H.I.E.L.D."

Mark frowned. "Really?"

"Of course."

Steve brushed it off and then introduced, "This is Peggy Carter, my comrade from seventy years ago. I just found her again."

"Seventy years ago?"

Mark sized up Carter across from him.

A long black dress accentuated her perfect figure, exuding an elegant yet capable air, and beneath her long golden hair was a classic Western beauty.

That's right, he likes to look from the bottom up.

So Mark still prefers girls with softer facial features.

Well, Agent Carter is already an old man.

He nodded slightly. "I am Mark, Mark Parker, a... Paladin."

This is how he introduced himself.

Carter smiled and said, "The Holy Knight of New York, I've heard a lot about you these days."

"Yeah?"

Mark straightened his back and took an elegant "big bite" of his burger.

He was so hungry.

Carter smiled, seemingly unconcerned by Mark's expression.

"In my time, there were very few men like you."

"Thanks, but I'm just average," Mark replied vaguely.

Steve, who was standing nearby, noticed that Carter's eyes looked strange and immediately knew something was wrong.

"Ahem, Carter, let's go for a walk outside." He wanted to pull Carter away from here.

Carter remained seated and continued chatting with Mark.

"I heard your ability can glow; could you demonstrate it tonight?"

"At night? That's not a good idea, is it?"

"It's okay."

Carter looked at the somewhat anxious Steve and said, "Captain, this is a time of peace now. You can live the life you want and don't need to dwell on the past."

Steve looked dejected. "But to me, it feels like those things happened yesterday."

"But I can't remember at all."

"I'll make you remember."

During the struggle, Mark roughly understood what was going on.

In short, Steve discovers Agent Carter frozen in ice during a mission.

But Agent Carter's brain must have been frozen; he's forgotten everything from before.

So Steve has to start all over again.

But Carter refused.

But why would someone who rejects another person agree to eat hamburgers together?

Mark immediately noticed the flaw.

"Captain, I don't think she's Peggy Carter at all!"

He suddenly stood up, his face full of determination.

"What?" Steve stood there, stunned.

Carter was also startled, but he still tried to remain calm.

As expected of Spider-Man, he possesses such wisdom even in his Paladin form.

I really underestimated you.

Carter's secret passage.

However, she soon realized she was overthinking things.

Mark analyzed seriously, "The probability of amnesia is too small, especially for a super soldier. Even if she has memory problems, her body's instincts won't completely turn against you."

He pointed at Steve, a glint of intelligence in his eyes.

Therefore, there is only one truth.

"You, Peggy Carter, you're just a clone, so you don't have the real Carter's memories!"

He pointed to the bewildered Carter, his tone resolute.

This left Carter and Steve completely bewildered.

"Mark, your logic seems... quite reasonable." He began to look at Carter with suspicion.

Carter snapped out of his daze and said blankly, "I don't understand what you're saying."

"I know what he's talking about."

Steve frowned. "If Carter is a clone, then everything makes sense."

After all, Carter wasn't a Hydra agent, so how could he suddenly appear in a Hydra hibernation pod?

"Steve Rogers!"

Carter said sternly, "You're slandering your superior. Do you realize how serious this is?"

Steve immediately stood up and saluted, his movements precise and standard.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it, but what he said makes a lot of sense."

"Go to the solitary confinement room yourself," Carter said with a dark expression.

"yes!"

Steve turned and jogged away.

Carter then put on a smile.

"Paladin, you have a vivid imagination. See you again sometime."

"Um."

Mark nodded, not dwelling on the matter.

Because he was full.

"The taste is just so-so, you might as well switch to running a barbecue restaurant."

He muttered something to himself, then got up and left.

At the door, he saw the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents next to Carter.

The other person also saw him.

"mark!"

Sharon Carter was startled.

Mark noticed the other person's gaze and slightly raised his hand in greeting.

"I don't sign."

Sharon Carter: "...

""

"You two know each other?" Carter asked.

Sharon nodded. "We knew each other, back when he wasn't a paladin."

Carter seemed thoughtful. "Hmm, let's go back!"

"Okay, Auntie."

The two got into the car.

Mark looked at the sports car's taillights with a hint of envy.

They're fucking rich.

"Oh, right, the final payment for Tony!"

He thought about it.

He entered the game temporarily and had no idea what happened next.

Even if you don't settle all the remaining balance, you still have to pay at least a portion of the money.

Well, I'll get paid whether I do it or not.

Thinking this, Mark burst forth with holy light, activated his Dragon Wings, and soared into the sky.

"Oh, it's a paladin!"

Amidst the gasps of passersby, Mark flew between the tall buildings.

Since their true identities have already been exposed, there's no need to hide them anymore.

Shortly after, at Stark Tower.

"I'm looking for Tony."

He landed by the rooftop pool and found Happy.

Happy seemed to have received the news long ago.

The appearance of Spider-Man was not unexpected.

"Tony's inside, come with me."

"Um.

""

Soon, he met Tony in the armor laboratory.

Tony is repainting his armor.

Seeing Mark return, he turned around and smiled, "You've been missing for a month."

"A month?"

Mark was taken aback for a moment, then shrugged and said, "Sorry, something came up."

"It's okay, the matter has been resolved anyway."

"How was it handled?"

"Spider-Man came, and he took care of it for me."

Tony took out the check and handed it to Mark without turning his head.

"If you encounter Spider-Man, please give him this as a token of my gratitude."

Mark grinned and quickly pocketed the check.

"No problem, he and I are very good friends."

"So Tony, what about mine?" he asked again.

Tony squints at Mark.

This guy wants double?

"Fine, take it!"

He handed Mark a custom-made card directly, saying, "That way, you won't have to bother me to write checks for future business."

"This is a very good product."

Mark accepted the bank card with a worthless smile.

"You can come to me again if you need business next time." He waved and prepared to leave.

Tony called out to Mark, "By the way, your buddy hasn't shown up in a while."

"My buddy? Who?" Mark scratched his head.

Tony chuckled. "Your mercenary brother."

"Oh, that bitch."

Mark waved his hand, "It's okay, that guy won't die."

Tony shook his head. "What I mean is, you should give him some money."

"I know."

After Mark finished speaking, dragon wings bloomed behind him.

"Buzz~"

Holy light streaked across the city sky.

Hell's Kitchen, 3rd Street.

"Bitch, you slut, you little bitch, open the door! I know you're home."

Unable to get a response at the door, Mark had no choice but to kick it open.

But the room was deathly silent.

A layer of dust covered the table, indicating that no one had lived there for a long time.

"That's strange, could he be away on a business trip?"

Mark was puzzled.

I remember last time at the abandoned factory...

No, it's an abandoned factory!

He suddenly slapped his forehead.

He suddenly remembered that the explosion had affected the entire abandoned factory.

So Wade....

...They should have been blown up.

"Is he/she dead?"

Mark shook his head.

He simply didn't believe it.

But what if?

After all, Agent Carter has shown up.

The storyline of this Marvel Cinematic Universe has long since gone astray.

It's not impossible that Deadpool will disappear.

If Deadpool disappears, then...

Mark grinned.

Then we don't need to share his money.

The moment the thought crossed Mark's mind, he was jolted awake.

"Ward, how could I have such an evil thought?"

I am a righteous witcher!

He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, then began to repent.

"Bitch, I will find you."

He silently murmured "Amen" to the fan in the vent before leaving.

After Mark left.

The fan slowly turned, and in the reflection of the blades, a figure carrying two swords appeared.