Holloway is in quite a fix now. The Magic Floating Cloak took advantage of Su Ming distracting the enemy and airdropped a doctor into their circular formation.
Then the cloak slipped away, off to find Deathstroke.
For someone like Holloway, a staunch materialist, this was a -100 in terms of goodwill.
The doctor looks at the three women fighting furiously in the center of the formation, without a good plan. If it were an ordinary catfight, he could step in and break it up, his fighting techniques were decent.
But none of the three before him were ordinary people. Their fight was earth-shattering, with bullets flying everywhere, making it impossible to get close.
Even though he wore the chain armor given by Deathstroke, it's best not to test its defense capabilities.
"What to do?"
The doctor lay prone on the ground pondering.
While he was figuring things out, he felt the ground before him move—turned out Deadpool, who had become a pancake, finally started regenerating some muscle.
Using the relaxation and tightening of his muscles, he wriggled over like a worm on the ground.
"Wade, what's up with you?"
The doctor, exasperated, pulled him over as if dragging over a foul-smelling red and black carpet.
Wade's mask displayed an innocent expression, with tears of blood streaming down from his eye sockets, looking very pitiful.
It's all the world's fault, entirely unexpected events.
................
After parting with Su Ming at the restaurant, he grabbed some cash intending to book a nice hotel and have some fun with Inez.
However, after booking a room at the hotel, he figured, since it's 1942, why not seize the opportunity. So he called room service, thinking of booking a couple massage or a candlelight dinner.
But as he waited outside to open the door for room service, the one who came in was Domino, which was a bit awkward.
As he was considering coaxing Domino into the next room, Inez, equally anxious, had just finished showering, and bumped right into Domino, making the atmosphere awkward.
Wade decided, why not have both. Isn't it just a matter of a shattered pelvis and a streak of bad luck? Deadpool could handle it!
Domino and Inez were actually okay with it, both being adults who don't care much about rules or morals, so the three of them together was fine.
Inez and Wade were divorced, occasionally having a fling as friends. Domino went with her mood, finding it relaxing to fool around with Deadpool when in a good mood.
So Domino undressed and went to shower, leaving Cable and the others to wait in the hotel lobby downstairs. She intended to enjoy herself before anything else.
Inez planned to chat with Domino and went in for her second shower.
Wade was kept outside the bathroom by the two women and continued to wait for room service, though the couples massage was no longer an option for him.
However, moments later, when he opened the door again, Vanessa stood there with a strange, sinister smile, a group of giggling X-Men girls behind her, pointing and occasionally gagging at his towel-clad, exposed skin.
Vanessa had spotted Weasel and Cable in the hotel lobby, recognizing both teams as they recognized her.
Noticing they avoided looking her way, she naturally realized who was missing from their team.
Considering Wade's reckless nature, she immediately understood.
Originally, she planned to drag Deadpool away herself, to keep him away from those "Green Pools," but Little Rascal promptly volunteered to teach him a lesson.
"He might already be crushed by Inez; Vanessa, hold on. We'll head up in a bit, you knock, and if he doesn't open the door, Secret Guest will break it down with the Great Sword, and I'll grab him bare-handed and temporarily steal his self-healing ability to give him a hard lesson."
Fortunately, things hadn't escalated that far when they got upstairs, and Vanessa breathed a sigh of relief, avoiding embarrassment in front of her friends.
Just then, the two women emerged from their showers, large patches of bare skin gleaming, as fresh and enticing as a lotus emerging from water.
Wade, surrounded by women, found that the scene suddenly quieted. He just wanted to lift the carpet and hide underneath...
Domino's halo shone over Deadpool's head, concentrating everyone's bad luck on him, ensuring nothing would go his way...
Luckily, Cable reacted quickly, bringing the others upstairs from the lobby to block the three women's argument.
Otherwise, the hotel would be razed to the ground. To change the subject, Wade took out Su Ming's map, using it as a task excuse to divert their attention.
He chose the nearest target, Paris, and naturally, the three women wanted to come. Cable and Weasel gave him helpless looks, so off everyone went to Paris.
Once there, the atmosphere slightly improved, as the feeling of being deep behind enemy lines made the three women temporarily restrained.
The trouble started with an artist. I mean, Germany occupied Paris, and you're still painting for the invaders on the street? Don't you have any self-respect?
"Sir, would you like to have a portrait painted with your lady? This fountain is a very famous attraction."
A flamboyantly dressed artist was soliciting clients street-side, spotting a huge group led by a masked Deadpool and called out.
Wade immediately felt his left arm dislocate, as Inez's immense strength pulled him, wanting him to join her for a painting.
Then Inez's hand slipped, and Wade fell into Domino's embrace. Domino raised her eyebrows at him, knowing that luck was to blame.
He then felt his skin twist 180 degrees at the waist, with Vanessa smiling slyly behind him.
A gentleman and his lady, sounds nice, famous attraction, a rare opportunity...
The three women picked up on each other's little actions, sparking a verbal battle, one claiming the other was older, the next saying another was shameless.
Then Su Ming saw this outcome before his eyes. Wade's verbal skill check rolled a critical failure, and Inez turned him into a pancake.
Vanessa, both angry and distressed, then attacked Inez, while Domino, already upset, naturally retaliated in the chaos.
The artist witnessing the ground fall apart bolted long ago...
Weasel and Cable were in no position to join in, knowing as best bros that Wade would face this, just at the wrong time.
They could only join forces with the X-Men, forming an outer defense line, preparing to face the surrounding Germans.
..........
Wade now laid with shattered bones, unable to speak, yet the doctor, as if reading his mind, sighed seeing the events unfold through Wade's eyes.
"Seems the only option is for you to die...."
Holloway asked himself internally what Deathstroke would do in this situation. Emulating Deathstroke's thought process, he suddenly had an idea.