Chapter 978: Imitation Master and Deadpool

A partnership between Harry Osborne's Center for Regenerative Medicine and Tuvalu has created a storm bigger than the unification of the beauty world. Because they announced that the new drug that will be put into experimental production is a drug that can help people rebuild their immune system.

Compared with thinning, these external things become beautiful. Humans are more concerned about how long they can live. Especially patients with stage III cancer and advanced AIDS. Countless people seek medical advice and medicine just to treat this disease.

At the entrance of the cancer hospital, there are always some "experts" who sell secret recipes handed down from their ancestors, and various "masters" with qigong will always advertise that they have various methods to treat diseases.

This kind of medical scammers, especially the scammers who want to squeeze the last penny from the dying people, should be regarded as the most hateful group of people in the world.

And there are such people in all countries in the world, and they can tell all kinds of big lies for money. Give patients all kinds of hopes, and finally push these patients who put their last hopes on them into hell step by step.

These people don't feel an iota of guilt about what they've done. In China, there are "Qigong masters" who seek "well-being" for the majority of patients. In the United States, there are also various "witch doctors" from the Mayan civilization and Indian mythology who perform psychic manifestations for everyone to heal various incurable diseases.

For example, somewhere in Arizona, a witch doctor named Majima is showing his magical powers.

In a closed room, steam permeates. Majima, who was dressed as a Mayan wizard, was sitting on the stage. He twisted his body in a daze, and at the same time muttered: "Gods from ancient times, listen to me..."

At the beginning, he was still chanting some normal vocabulary, but the tone became more and more strange as he went on. It's like the witch doctor and the gods are psychic.

And in the whole closed room, the steam diffuses and the temperature is very high. Many cancer patients endured the high temperature and listened to Majima's prayers. Most of them are stage III cancer patients, basically people who have no hope of cure in the hospital but don't want to die.

Some people don't want to die by themselves, and some people don't want to die simply for the sake of their families. Desperate, they spent tens of thousands of dollars to attend this so-called Mayan psychic session.

The entire course of treatment lasted seven days, and there were many inhuman tortures for the patients during the process. For example, the current sauna is one kind. Some pervert came up with the idea of ​​putting stage III cancer patients in a sauna to endure the heat.

And it is clearly written in this course of treatment that the psychic will only be effective after completing the entire seven-day course of treatment. Obviously, the physical strength of patients with stage III cancer has dropped significantly. They simply don't have much strength to support this kind of treatment.

People keep fainting in the sauna, but Majima seems to have really communicated with the gods. He turned a blind eye to those who fell and was still babbling.

Hanks, who was suffering in the sauna, was still gritting his teeth. He didn't know what he was holding on to, but he was pretty sure he didn't want to die. He still has a wife and children, what will happen to them if he dies?

Radiotherapy and chemotherapy do not cure cancer, they just delay the spread of cancer cells so that you can live longer in pain. In fact, living like this is more terrifying and painful than dying.

And while Hanks and several other patients were still gritted their teeth and persisted. boom! The door of the sauna room was violently kicked open, and the cold air instantly poured into the high temperature room, making the air in the whole room fuzzy.

A guy in a red and black tights strode in, and directly dragged Majima off the stage, who was playing tricks.

"Aha! Look what I found, a clown in cross-dressing? Guess what he's performing? I guess it's role-playing." Agent Deadpool of S.H.I.E.L.D. jokingly pointed his pistol at Majima's head.

"Am I right? Great Wizard!" Although Deadpool said this in a greasy and unscrupulous tone, the cold touch of the gun muzzle still woke Majima up instantly. He doesn't dare to play tricks now.

He yelled: "Don't, don't shoot! Just take what you want!" He took the Deadpool who came to disrupt the situation as a robber.

After hearing what Majima said, Deadpool directly pulled his hair and walked out: "Really? Then I think you are pretty good. I just need a beautiful decoration in my garden."

Ignoring Majima's screams, Deadpool dragged him out. Before leaving, he said to the patients in the sauna room: "Why are you still staying here so stupid? Are you going to steam them all into Chinatown buns?"

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The master of imitation finished his day's work and spent time drinking wine in the bar inside S.H.I.E.L.D.

He loves his job at S.H.I.E.L.D., teaching new agents. Including grappling and fighting, the use of various vehicles and various hot and cold weapons. The Master Imitator is a highly gifted individual with superb muscle memory.

Captain Rogers' own shield fighting technique can be quickly imitated after he sees it.

The salary is good, the treatment is also good, the key is that this is still a serious job. The master of imitation feels that he can retire in S.H.I.E.L.D. And the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., or all the agents trained by him, still respect him. Because he is indeed a good teacher.

Just like now, a passing agent greeted him, and at the same time greeted the bartender to count the money for the imitation master's drink on himself.

Compared with the courtesy received inside S.H.I.E.L.D. by imitating the master, his friend Deadpool is not so popular.

When Deadpool walked into the bar clattering, the other agents avoided him intentionally or unintentionally. Because of Hawkeye, many people in S.H.I.E.L.D. don't like him.

But due to the problem of public opinion (after all, when Deadpool smeared S.H.I.E.L.D., public opinion overwhelmingly condemned S.H.I.E.L.D.), so S.H.I.E.L.D. needs to accept him like a piece of shit.

But came in, and arranged him as a member of the Avengers, and beat him out as a signboard. But that's all there is to it.

What should be hated is still hated, no one will have a better relationship with him just because he has become a colleague.

Even the bartender who had been chatting with the imitation master walked away when he saw Deadpool sitting next to the imitation master. It wasn't until Deadpool ordered a martini that he came over. But after pouring it, the bartender left again. I don't want to spend more time with Deadpool at all.

The imitation master took a sip of the Chivas Regal in his glass: "Are you back? Did you have a good time?"

Deadpool leaned back on the bar: "Everything is fine except for the anger of a group of idiots who pin their hopes on magic sticks."

"I heard that you got fifteen million?" The imitation master still asked unhurriedly.

"Yeah. It's really a lot of money." Deadpool didn't hide it: "I can probably buy a nice mansion with this much money."

The imitation master squinted at Deadpool: "So what about the mansion?"

"Stayed in Caesars Palace in Las Vegas." Deadpool said carelessly: "I suspect they have tampered with the game. I will never get the points I want."

"Hey~" The imitation master sighed: "Wade, isn't your life tiring?"

Deadpool waved his hand: "When you can have an immortal body like me, you will understand what lightness is." There is something in Deadpool's words.

The master of imitation shook his head, he patted Deadpool on the shoulder after killing the remaining Chivas in one gulp: "I'm getting some money. Tommy, Jimmy and the children of our former comrades-in-arms are still waiting Pay tuition and summer camp money."

Deadpool said in a very discouraged tone: "My God! Why do we have to pay for the alimony of these little kids and the wives or lovers of those dead ghosts? We have to keep raising these little kids until they are ten years old. Eight years old?!"

The master of imitation waved to Deadpool before walking out of the bar: "Don't forget, you were the one who proposed the [Mutual Assistance Agreement] at that time. Whoever among us is still alive in the mercenary career has the obligation to support the children and wives of his comrades in arms. Whoever proposes it will be responsible to the end. Stop talking nonsense, if you spend 15 million in Las Vegas, go to Atlantic City to win it back."

The impersonator strode out of the bar. Deadpool drank a martini, although the bar was very noisy, but he was alone.

PS: The thing about cancer patients being duped is very real, and there are relatives in my family who are like this. He is a very shrewd elder, he is the only one who plots against others in his life, and no one has ever plotted against him.

But when life has reached that point, then all wisdom is completely unimportant. Even the people around are seeing through but not telling the truth.