"I probably understand what you think."

After thinking for a while, Fang Mo finally spoke again: "You guy... can't you just want to deliberately move shit to everyone, right?"

"Oh, don't be so vulgar."

Deadpool spread her hands and began to try to argue for herself: "This is called making the audience feel interactive. If I really just deliberately disgusted the audience... then why do they still laugh after watching it?"

"Nonsense, don't modern people have this kind of virtue?"

Fang Mo rolled his eyes when he heard this: "When I was shopping in the post bar at a high-intensity water group, I still couldn't walk when I saw shit. Isn't this really a dog on the Internet?"

"Then have you eaten the shit?" Deadpool asked curiously.

"No, I forwarded it all to my friends."

Fang Mo shook his head slowly and said, "For example, what are the criteria for choosing a blind date for older single cat lovers? The collection of artists under Southeast Asia AK Media's food broadcasts, videos of scattered soldiers crossing games and playing CPs with players' lives, domestic second-game manufacturers bring private goods and sarcastic collections, and Sister Yu wears 45-size milk dragon rubber shoes to cover her feet..."

"Damn you are just looking for shit king. Why do you want to move such a stupid thing to your friend?!"

Deadpool couldn't hold back after hearing this: "You're so bad that you're so bleed!"

"Then I can't do anything about it."

Fang Mo spread his hands with confidence after hearing this: "If I don't send it to my friends, my friends will send it to me. Am I innocent? This is the dark forest law of the Chinese Internet..."

This is just finished speaking.

Fang Mo raised his hand and prepared to put away the gold bars again.

But what he didn't expect was that Deadpool suddenly snatched the gold bars: "...Give it to you!"

"?"

Fang Mo glanced at the other party a little strangely: "Don't you no longer need these external things?"

"That's what I just thought."

Deadpool confessed: "Since you say you can resurrect Vanessa now, why don't I? She said she wanted to give birth to me before! If I don't make money, I can't even afford the baby's white powder... I can't even afford the baby's milk powder?"

“…Okay.”

Fang Mo didn't care much about this. There were tens of thousands of gold bars as big as before.

"Since we have similar situations, I suggest you learn from me occasionally."

After packing up the gold bars, Deadpool sat in a wheelchair and said confidently: "To be honest, it feels pretty good to have a few words occasionally with the audience. Think about it, you can interact with guys who will never meet in your entire life... Isn't that fun enough?"

"It seems... makes sense."

Fang Mo touched his chin thoughtfully: "I have already figured out how to do it..."

“How to do it?”

Deadpool asked curiously.

"That's it." Fang Mo said, suddenly, he found a hemp rope from somewhere, and then tied a round lasso like magic: "...You stand on this wheelchair first."

"I'm standing, then what?"

Deadpool's movement was fast enough, so he stood up in a wheelchair.

"First put this around your neck and then shape it."

Fang Mo handed the lasso that had been twisted with a thick hemp rope to the other party, then selected the beam and threw the other end of the hemp rope over, and tied a dead knot on the Roman pillar next to it.

"Wait, what are you going to do..."

Deadpool subconsciously put the rope into his neck, but when he saw Fang Mo passing the rope through the beam of the room, he obviously realized something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to say something, but before he could finish his words, Fang Mo suddenly kicked the wheelchair under his feet like lightning: "...uhhhhh!"

So Deadpool's whole body was instantly hung in the air, looking like she was hanging.

Because the wheelchair flew out directly, and inertia, Old Tang... Deadpool's body also shaking left and right like a sandbag.

Seeing this scene, Fang Mo immediately raised his right hand and compared it to some air, and then shouted: "...I'm optimistic... This wave is Deadpool's performance hanging! The old men double-click likes, comments, comments, and votes to me! "

"Thank you for your gift?"

The Deadpool finally realized it now, and began to struggle while cursing: "I can't get angry anymore! You idiot! Is it so good for you to break the fourth wall?!"

"Dear brothers give me some encouragement."

However, Fang Mo ignored this. At this moment, he clasped his fists and shouted directly to everyone: "Leave more than three messages, let Deadpool block the bullet with both swords next time...Leave more than thirty messages and directly changed to double swords to block the atomic bomb!!!"

"Damn it!"

Deadpool pulled his neck from behind and shouted: "Tennis! Where are you? Put me down quickly! I'm going to chop off the crazy man's head!!!"

"Oh, don't be angry."

However, after Fang Mo finished calling this wave, he walked over and patted the other person's thigh: "We are good friends, we are not angry. No, I will accompany you next time. You can put a sack on me and throw it to Hunhe... Uh, how about throwing it into the Atlantic Ocean?"

"You really want to ignite the Atlantic Ocean!!!" Deadpool couldn't help but roar.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fang Mo still couldn't hold back after all, and now he just raised his head and laughed wildly.

In fact, he didn't care much about Deadpool's statement. Even if there is a concept of information mapping in the multiverse, everything that happened here can be cast into art works in other universes. Fang Mo didn't care about it... After all, he couldn't care that far.

And the reason why Fang Mo deliberately tried to do a job just now.

It has nothing to do with the fourth wall, but he is preparing for his subsequent live broadcast on Baizhidi.

Yes, that's right. Fang Mo had made an agreement with Xiao Mo Mo on his academic performance. If the other party is indeed studying hard, then his father must not go back on his promise.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! He might really have to study the live broadcast of this other world in the White Earth. After all, Fang Mo had never done such a thing before, so this is considered a preheating in advance. First, find a way to get used to this kind of situation similar to live broadcasts, and don't wait until you can't let go.

The other bloodthirsty viewers in White Earth were nothing.

But if you want to disappoint your daughter, then your father will be a little incompetent.

“…What happened?!”

However, just as Fang Mo was thinking about these things, at the critical moment, Steelers hurriedly ran over from a distance, and seemed to be stunned when he saw this scene: "Wade! Why can't you think it anymore?!"

Of course it's all right.

The Steelers rushed over quickly and pulled off the hemp rope that Fang Mo had wrapped around the pillar next to him.

"Ahem... Damn!"

The Deadpool here fell to the ground with a thud, but fortunately he had an immortal body and quickly rubbed his neck and got up from the floor.

"Wade, what the hell is going on?"

After all, Steelers had just arrived and didn't know what was going on here. He spoke with a hint of concern: "Are you... okay?"

"I fucking..."

"Oh, that's it."

As soon as Deadpool's swear words came out, Fang Mo interrupted the other party: "Actually, there was one of the people who killed Vanessa that day, who was not dead."

"Wade, we will help you find the murderer." Steelers immediately comforted: "Although the X-Men cannot kill, I believe that the law will judge those guilty and give you justice so that all evil criminals can receive the punishment they deserve..."

"But that person is himself."

Before Steelers finished speaking, Fang Mo continued to add: "He killed all his enemies, but he could not kill himself. No matter how he used any method..."

"this……"

Steelers was stunned when he heard this: "Wade, you..."

"Shit!"

Unfortunately, almost the next second, Deadpool yelled, covering her neck and yelling: "It has nothing to do with Vanessa. It was this guy who tricked me into wrapping a hemp rope around my neck, and then kicked the wheelchair under my feet away! Where is my knife? I'm going to chop this guy into meat now!!!"

"What?"

When Genris heard this, he was stunned: "...Fang Mo? You?"

"I just want to help him."

Fang Mo spread his hands and said, "You see, it's the fact that he is seeking death, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't have blown himself into parts all over the floor. I understand that feeling very much, and I don't want to say anything like big principles. I just don't want to live at all. If I'm tired, I'll destroy the world quickly..."

"Well……"

Steelers looked at Fang Mo with some confusion.

His 304 stainless steel brain was running rapidly, thinking about Fang Mo's words, but since he was not actually very smart, he quickly misunderstood Fang Mo's meaning.

In the eyes of Grinders, Fang Mo wanted to hang Wade out of sympathy. After all, he didn't know the whole story of the matter. So logically, Grinders mistakenly believed that Fang Mo was tortured by his ability. He had been hurting black people for so many years, and this ability might have forced his spirit to collapse.

To put it simply.

He felt that Fang Mo was probably crazy too.

"Fang Mo..."

Thinking of this, Steelers looked at Fang Mo with sympathy and immediately said: "Actually, I understand you too..."

"You understand a few!!!" However, when I heard this, Deadpool next to me was unhappy: "You understand his desire for double-clicking 666, right? Get my equipment over quickly... Forget it, I can't help it anymore, just use this."

Having said that.
To be continued...