Chapter 9: 09 - Legal Identification


    Seeing Wade''s terrifyingly disfigured face, Weasel gave up on the idea of persuasion.


    ''His face is'' Thinking about Wade''s face, Weasel suddenly looked at Derrick.


    "Wade, didn''t you say that the two of you have the same abilities? Why didn''t his face change?" After the two arrived, Wade told Weasel everything, including his and Derrick''s Ability.


    Wade thought that Derrick had a gic mutation just like himself.


    In this regard, Derrick exined while drinking water, "The cancer cells in Wade''s body have not beenpletely eliminated, they are just not as fast as the healing cells in his body, so, he became how he is now." "Poor Wade, I can understand you, really, after all, you look like a hybrid mutant avocado ghost." Weasel said.


    His words not only failed tofort Wade but aroused Wade''s anger even more.


    Wade mmed the table and stood up immediately, "I changed my mind. Before meeting Vanessa, I have to find that damn concrete and force him to fix my face. I will then return everything to him without reservation, finally use a gun to put a hole in his head and use his head as a shitting cup for the dogs in the motherfuckin future!"


    Weasel said, "Sorry, I didn''t want to know about that at all and I don''t want to imagine that picture either."


    "But, that Francis guy you just mentioned. He doesn''t know you''re both alive, does he?"


    "Yes, he should think we are dead." Derrick nodded.


    At that time, Derrick had heard what Francis said before he left with Angel.


    ording to Francis, Wade and Derrick already died in the fire.


    "As a friendly reminder, if you want to find trouble with Francis, remember to disguise yourself. Wear a mask or something... Wade, I''m not targeting you, it''s just that your current appearance is It''s easy to recognize."


    Wade was not angry, but nodded in agreement, "You are right, I want to give myself a stage name too. A code name simr to Captain America. Captain Wade? What do you think?"


    "Yeah, definitely no. It''s bad, we need to think about something else."


    "Let''s just name you Deadpool," Derrick said as he pointed to the ckboard above the bar.


    There are many names and bets on the ckboard. This was the characteristic gamey of this mercenary bar. The game was very simple. It is to bet on which mercenary will die within a certain period of time and the person who wins the bet will get double the money.


    Hearing the name, Wade''s eyes lit up.


    "Deadpool? That name sounds good. Okay, I''ll be Deadpool from now on."


    Derrick asked curiously. "It''s just that, how will you find Francis? Now that he has run away and the clues from the research institute have been burned, there shouldn''t be any traces of him left."


    "How do you think I got into thatb before?" Wade asked.


    He already had the means to meet Francis again.


    "They need arge number of experimental subjects but they are also afraid of attracting the attention of the government, so their recruitment is carried out in secret. As long as I follow a few clues, sooner orter, I will be able to find the exact identity and location of Francis." Wade answered while sipping on his wine.


    "Okay, then all the best to you. Call me when you need help, I wille for sure."


    Derrick did offer to help but Wade had no intention of asking Derrick to join.


    Although Derrick also had the super healing ability, in terms of other strengths, Derrick wascking. He had almost nobat ability.


    As an elite mercenary, Wade doesn''t need the help of Derrick, a novice.


    Therefore, the two of them did not talk about it much.


    As for Derrick, he has more important issues to resolve than taking revenge on Francis.


    That is, he needed some kind of legal document or some identity proof on him.


    It would be a problem for him, especially in the country of America where police officers often ask people to show their identity proofs. Under such circumstances, it may be a luxury for Derrick to live a normal life in theing times.


    Therefore, Derrick urgently needs some kind of legal identification or maybe, a forged identity.


    As for what to do...


    Derrick rubbed his chin and turned his gaze to look at Weasel. He suddenly had an idea when he looked at Weasel''s face.


    ''I...don''t feel very good.'' Weasel said in his mind when he noticed Derrick''s gaze.


    "I heard that you are recruiting mercenaries here. Do you think I am suitable for it by any chance?" Derrick asked as he put down the bottle of water.