Aaron said, "If you can break free, I admit defeat."
Deadpool's sharp voice rang out. "You are the boss of Osborn Industries, you should at least be a quick guy. Why are you stealing jobs from mercenaries like us who live on the poverty line?"
"Do your parents know you're such a good fighter?"
Deadpool subconsciously tried to snatch the blades away and try again.
Maybe it was just a coincidence?
He didn't believe Aaron was truly that monstrous.
However, no matter how hard he pulled, even grasping one blade with both hands and yanking it with all his might, he still couldn't reclaim his beloved katanas.
It was as if the beloved katanas were originally an inseparable part of Aaron's body.
"One hand... grabbed both my katanas."
"The other hand is still holding a chick."
"Motherf*cker. Is there any justice left in this world? You must be God's bastard child!"
Seeing he couldn't pull the blades free, Deadpool simply used his feet.
He wanted to use one foot to push off Aaron's rock-solid body for leverage, thereby reclaiming his beloved katanas.
Aaron was quickly driven to tears by how stupid this guy was acting.
Who gave you the audacity to step on my body for leverage?
No, I shouldn't say that.
Deadpool isn't stupid, he's simply fearless.
Aaron knew exactly how powerful Deadpool's Super Healing ability was—it was even superior to his own, a bug-like healing ability that allowed him to recover quickly even if only his head or a single hand remained.
Therefore, Deadpool was fearless, because no one could kill him.
Deadpool knew full well that this action would provoke violent retaliation, but he did it anyway.
As his right foot extended, Aaron quickly kicked out, his right leg, harder than steel rebar, sweeping toward the opponent's shinbone.
When the two connected, Deadpool let out a heartfelt cry of pain, his right shinbone easily snapping like a cracker.
"Hey buddy, I just wanted some leverage, but you broke my leg."
Deadpool shrieked, yet his hands still refused to let go of his beloved katanas.
Aaron's lips twitched. He targeted the other leg and swung again.
Deadpool saw it, but he couldn't react in time. There was another crisp sound of bone cracking, and his left leg bone snapped too.
"Oh sh*t! Where is the justice! I only wanted one of your arms, but you shattered the bones in both my legs."
"I don't care! Pay me! I want medical fees! If I don't get a million dollars today, I'm not getting up!"
Deadpool immediately started a live demonstration of insurance fraud. Others fake injuries, but his were real.
When it came to insurance fraud, he was a professional.
"Are you prioritizing the blades over your life?" Aaron was speechless.
Even with both legs broken, Deadpool still wouldn't let go, gripping the hilts tightly.
His entire lower body was dragged along the ground, and he squirmed like a caterpillar while yelling loudly.
"These are my katanas!"
"I have already lost my poor legs, I absolutely cannot lose my beloved katanas!"
Deadpool looked like a man who was willing to die, but absolutely unwilling to lose his katanas.
"As a swordsman, where the man is, the sword is. If the sword breaks, the man perishes."
"Oh ho, do you think this is a shonen anime?"
Aaron had long known that Deadpool was shameless, flamboyant, and despicable, but meeting him today, he felt that what others had said was far too conservative.
A person who is utterly despicable is invincible.
Kid, you are already invincible.
In this state, if it were anyone else, they certainly wouldn't have a good solution.
But... I am no ordinary person.
I am above invincible.
Aaron put Felicia down, clamped the blades with four fingers, and immediately started spinning in place.
Now it's my turn. Behold—the Cyclone Top!
"Ahhhhhh... This is too exciting! Faster! Faster! Oh no, I'm about to come! No! Stop! You are truly amazing, oh~ I can't take it anymore..."
"Ah—I came! I'm coming fast! This is so satisfying!"
Aaron took a deep breath. He couldn't stand this guy anymore.
Electricity flashed in his eyes, and a hundred thousand volts surged along the blades into Deadpool's body, electrocuting him until he was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, his hair standing straight up.
His entire face turned black but Deadpool remained remarkably tough.
Even if you chop me into pieces, my hands will remain stuck to my beloved katanas.
Seeing this, Aaron immediately gave Deadpool a 'Loki slam.'
He grabbed the blade, yanked Deadpool up, and repeatedly slammed him forcefully from side to side.
Deadpool certainly didn't possess the divine body of Loki, the Frost Giant. After being slammed a few times, his entire lower body suffered comminuted fractures, and there wasn't a single piece of good flesh left.
But Deadpool was still brimming with vitality. This level of injury and pain was just an everyday occurrence for him.
Harder! Even harder!
I want more brutal treatment!
"Oh! So painful! My whole body hurts! But my will is still indestructible!"
"Devil, you cannot break my will!"
Deadpool wore a righteous expression, and his miserable state made Felicia feel physically ill. She immediately turned her back and covered her ears.
"Don't be afraid. This bastard possesses an immortal body. Don't let his miserable appearance fool you, it's nothing to him."
"Perhaps the harder I hit him, the more excited he truly gets."
Aaron offered a word of comfort, then glared at Deadpool.
"You want the blade more than your life, right?"
"I'll grant your wish."
Aaron was extremely annoyed. Deadpool's despicable behavior was challenging the limits of human patience.
You're forcing me to unleash my full power, so don't blame me.
"If you're so capable, grab my blade and pull it apart." Deadpool said.
His weapon was forged from adamantium, making it indestructible.
He admitted Aaron was strong, millions of times stronger than him, but he firmly believed his beloved blade could still easily slice open Aaron's body. Otherwise, Aaron wouldn't need to constantly dodge and avoid touching the blade.
Aaron was indeed thinking the same thing. Although he could recover quickly and wasn't afraid of pain, there was absolutely no need to engage in a direct confrontation.
Aaron smiled mysteriously.
You think I have no solution? Then open your eyes wide and watch closely.
"I'm laying my cards on the table. I'm a cheater. Melt."
"Oh my god! Shit! Fuck!"
"Stop it right now!"
"My blade!"
On the empty road, Deadpool's agonizing screams echoed.
Aaron's hands seemed like the giant maw of a man-eating demon, and right in front of Deadpool, he devoured him.
Oh wait, he ate his blade.
Deadpool watched helplessly as his beloved blade was "swallowed" little by little. He wondered if it was his imagination, but did he hear chewing sounds?
Crunch, crunch. Tastes like chicken, crispy and crunchy.
Got any more?
Oh no—
My blade!!!
Sob, sob, my heart aches.
He was beaten senseless, the mission wasn't completed, and his blade was gone. This deal was a massive loss, he lost everything, even his underwear.
For the foreseeable future, he would have to eat dirt to survive.