Jackson Awad's brain had completely turned into a boiling mess.
Fear.
This was an emotion he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Ever since he gained the ability to devour energy, he had been the embodiment of fear, a walking disaster.
But now, an uncontrollable fear, stemming from the most primal instinct of life, was shooting up his spine to the top of his head.
This thing in front of him… wasn't human at all!
It was a monster!
It was a demon!
It was an eternal, incomprehensible nightmare, clad in a red bodysuit!
"Why did you stop absorbing?"
Wade Wilson used his newly grown left hand to pat his stomach, making a crisp "pat, pat" sound.
"Keep going, Mr. Power Bank. I feel like the little toe on my right foot is still a bit weak. Give it your all, how about a full foot massage for me?"
"You... what exactly are you..."
Jackson's voice trembled with extreme fear. His proud energy control ability had turned into a ridiculous circus act in front of his opponent.
Every bit of vitality he absorbed would regrow tenfold in the next second.
He was like a fool trying to scoop out the ocean with a cup.
Not only did the ocean not diminish, but his foolish actions stirred up monstrous waves.
"Me?"
Wade dropped his playful grin. He leaned close to Jackson's ear and whispered in a magnetic voice, as if from the depths of hell.
"I am the man behind the man that you can never afford to provoke... the man he hired. Do you understand? It's a long tongue twister, but you only need to remember the last three words — you're finished."
"No!!!"
Jackson completely broke down, letting out a Beast-like roar.
He unleashed all the energy he had just absorbed and hadn't yet digested, as well as all his accumulated power, without holding anything back!
He gave up on devouring and instead chose the most primitive, most violent release of energy!
A dazzling, blinding torrent of green energy erupted from his body, instantly engulfing Wade.
The violent Impact wave instantly pulverized the surrounding trees, benches, and statues!
This was his last trump card, the strongest blow he could unleash!
He refused to believe that any life could exist under such pure, destructive energy Impact!
The light dissipated.
Jackson knelt by the pit, panting heavily, his body shriveled and gaunt from the depletion of energy, as if he had aged decades in an instant.
He won... didn't he?
"Cough... cough cough..."
A cough came from the center of the deep pit.
Jackson's pupils instantly constricted to pinpricks.
Wade Wilson was slowly climbing out of the bottom of the pit, his red and black uniform tattered, revealing skin covered in horrific burns underneath.
But those fatal wounds were healing at an anti-physical speed.
Charred rotten flesh fell away, and pink new muscle regenerated.
"Wow, that's some force."
Wade stretched his neck, making a "crack, crack" sound.
"Much more professional than that gua sha master just now. That hit felt like all my pores opened up, completely comfortable. It would be perfect with an essential oil massage."
Jackson Awad opened his mouth, unable to utter a single word.
All his pride, all his reliance, all his trump cards, were crushed to dust at this moment.
"Alright, warm-up's over."
Wade picked up his twin katanas from the ground, their blades glinting with a cold light in the moonlight.
"Now, let's talk about my sugar daddy's last request — to destroy the body and erase all traces."
...Fifteen minutes later.
Wade Wilson looked at the scattered "parts" on the ground, falling into a rare moment of contemplation in his professional career.
"Alright, Mr. Narrator, and everyone in front of the screen, it's 'Deadpool's Little Classroom' time."
He said to the air with a serious face.
"When your client asks for a 'physical disappearance,' what do you do?"
"Option A: Dissolve with sulfuric acid. Too old-fashioned, and it smells bad."
"Option B: Throw it into the ocean to feed the fish. Not environmentally friendly enough, what if some diving enthusiast discovers it?"
"Option C: Make it into Mexican tacos... Hmm, that's a creative idea, but Master Jose might fight me, and what if a customer eats something strange, like a kidney stone or something, it would affect the reputation of our food truck."
As he spoke, he kicked a rolling head back with his foot.
"So, as a professional, ethical, and trusted contractor by my sugar daddy, we must choose the most efficient, cleanest, and least traceable method!"
He snapped his fingers.
"Ta-da! Interdimensional waste disposal solution!"
He turned the teleporter's power to maximum and began his busy "packaging" work.
"The torso, quite muscular, looks solid. Let's send it to Hulk as a punching bag, hope he likes this new toy."
"Poof!" A blue light flashed, and Jackson's torso disappeared.
"This left leg... hmm, looks very strong. Send it to The Flash in the DC Universe next door, let him see what a real 'speedster' is!"
"Poof!" The left leg also disappeared.
"As for this head..."
Wade picked up the head, whose eyes were still wide open in death, and said to its eyes:
"Your expression is full of a thirst for knowledge, and I've decided to satisfy you! I'm going to send you to a place full of wisdom and logic... like, Spock's crotch!"
"Poof!"
After a series of imaginative "trash sorting," only a mess remained in the deep pit of the East Harlem Art Park.
"Perfect!"
Wade clapped his hands, satisfied, and put away the teleporter.
"As clean as an editor's conscience! Oh no, much cleaner than that thing! My sugar daddy will definitely give me five stars!"
He pulled out his phone, found the number he had saved as "Dear Dad (Sugar Daddy Edition)," and dialed it... Office.
William was looking at the computer screen in front of him.
On the screen was a live feed of the park, transmitted by Jarvis via military satellites and urban surveillance systems.
He saw the destructive green light, and he also saw the red figure climbing out of the deep pit unscathed.
Everything was under control.
"Risk hedging," using an uncontrollable risk to eliminate an imminent risk.
Now, it seemed the return on this investment was astonishingly high.
The phone rang.
William glanced at the caller ID and pressed the answer button.
"Yellooo! My dearest sugar daddy! Your loyal, handsome, invincible Deadpool reports to you!"
Wade's voice, so excited it cracked, came from the other end of the line, mixed with strange "poof, poof" sounds in the background.
"Your green power bank has... *hiccup*... been completely recycled by me! Absolutely environmentally friendly! Absolutely zero emissions!"
"I promise, from now on, you will never see him, hear him, or even have his genetic sequence pollute our beautiful Earth again!"
"Very good, Mr. Wilson, mission accomplished cleanly and efficiently."
"Of course! When I do things, you can rest assured!"
Wade's voice was full of a desire for praise.
"So... my dear... partner, about that... final payment..."
"Processing now." William lightly tapped on the virtual keyboard in front of him. "Jarvis, pay the final installment."
"Command confirmed, sir. Two hundred and fifty thousand U.S. dollars has been transferred to the target account."
"Fantastic! I thought I was going to turn into a jackal!"
A wail, even more shrill than before, as if he had won the lottery jackpot, instantly erupted from the other end of the phone.
"Ah ah ah ah—! I love you! Dad! You are my reborn parents! I'm going to erect a pure gold statue for you! Right next to my pure gold toilet!"
"I feel like my life has reached its peak!"
Wade's happy groan, tinged with tears, came from the other end of the line.
"I'm going to tell Jose right now! I'm going to make him use money to make me a bed! I'm going to sleep on money! Eating tacos! Dreaming sweet dreams of you!"
William quietly hung up the phone.
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