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Chapter 410
Chapter 410: The Super Deadpool with Three Abilities!
"Director Michael, you should be very clear about the influence of these two newspapers in the United States. Simply put, no matter how big this incident gets, your Washington D.C. Police Department doesn't need to worry about public opinion pressure. Besides, with Superheroes involved, those so-called Gangs won't be able to cause any trouble at all."
At this moment, in the Director's Office of the Washington D.C. Police Department, dozens of kilometers away, Michael, dressed in a police uniform, had a look of astonishment and disbelief in his eyes.
He swallowed, his voice slightly dry, and said, "It seems you're planning to monopolize the American newspaper industry. Aren't you afraid the US Government will come after you?"
"Thanks to capitalism and freedom of speech, American Media are all private enterprises. None have a Government background, and they aren't subject to any official censorship or control. In other words, the US Government can't control me," Xia Shang said with a slight lift of his lips, chuckling softly. "Remember the 'Pentagon Papers' incident? The U.S. Department of Justice sued the New York Times back then. Who do you think won in the end?"
"Everyone in the United States knows the New York Times won," Michael said with a bitter expression. As the Chief of the Washington D.C. Police Department, he was certainly no stranger to the Pentagon incident.
At that time, someone stole a top secret report about the Vietnam War from The Pentagon, copied it, and gave it to the New York Daily News. Although the person who leaked the national top secret was never found, the Ministry of Defense suspected it was likely a Mutant, probably Mystique, who could imitate others' appearance. However, after catching Mystique, they interrogated her, but she simply didn't admit it.
Afterward, the New York Times, having obtained the classified document, published it in the newspaper without hesitation, greatly angering the US Department of Defense. In their fury, they teamed up with the Department of Justice to pressure the New York Times, demanding that the newspaper containing the document's contents immediately stop serialization. But facing the joint pressure from the two giants, the New York Times didn't back down at all. They even publicly challenged the Government in the next day's newspaper, stating that the Government demanded this newspaper stop publishing the classified document, but this newspaper flatly refused.
As soon as this report came out, there was an uproar throughout the United States. Public opinion, like a tide, surged madly towards the US Department of Defense.
In the end, having no other way, the Department of Justice sued the New York Times in Court. Their demands were incredibly humble, merely asking the New York Times to slightly delay the publication of the top secret document. However, even such a request was met with strong opposition from the New York Times. What was even more outrageous was that on the second day of the Court session, The Washington Post, through its own 'effort,' also managed to obtain a copy of the Pentagon Papers and impatiently serialized it.
Ultimately, the Court's final judgment was to support complete and thorough press freedom.
"That was truly a great victory for journalism," Michael exclaimed.
Half a minute later, he nodded. "Okay, I agree to cooperation with you to jointly clear out the Gangs. But you must guarantee that innocent public will not be affected, and the Superhero you send cannot kill indiscriminately. They must obey the command of our Police Department."
"No problem, Deadpool is very professional, and I'm also looking forward to him becoming famous overnight through this matter," Xia Shang said, then hung up the phone and looked at Deadpool with a smile. "You are the second Superhero of my Jie Er Company. If you dare to mess up the company's reputation, I guarantee I'll stuff your head into your butt, roll it into a ball, and then send it to a garbage incinerator for harmless incineration."
Looking at the smiling Xia Shang, Deadpool felt a hint of chill and shrank his neck, muttering softly, "Damn smiling tiger, I don't think you can stuff my head into my cute butt cheeks."
Saying this, he stuck out his butt and wiggled it.
"Smiling tiger, is that how you evaluate your Big Boss?" Xia Shang's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone chilling.
"Who? Who dares to say that about the Big Boss! I'll definitely cut him into pieces," Deadpool did a carp flip, stood on the sofa, and then peered around, looking everywhere.
"It's a guy wearing a red bodysuit with a quite lewd demeanor. Perhaps you can find him in the mirror," Xia Shang reached out and turned the mirror on the table. However, just as the mirror surface was about to point at Deadpool, Deadpool bent down and looked behind his crotch. "No, Big Boss, he doesn't seem to be in the Room."
"Are you sure?" Xia Shang threw the mirror out in annoyance.
The mirror happened to land between Deadpool's legs.
"Reporting, Big Boss, I only see a very handsome person. If he walked onto the Street, I estimate many beautiful women would have a close encounter with a utility pole."
"That sofa under your feet was air freighted from Italy and is valued at sixteen thousand dollars. If you step on it and break it, I'll deduct it from your salary," Xia Shang said lightly.
"What the f*ck!"
Deadpool jumped up on the spot like he had stepped on a poisonous snake. "Damned capitalism, one sofa is worth more than my month's salary."
"Close call, close call this thing isn't broken. Italian goods are indeed sturdier than American goods." Standing on the floor, he put his head close to the sofa, checked it carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief. If he really lost a month's salary because of a broken sofa, Deadpool felt it would be more uncomfortable than killing him.
"This mission must succeed, no failure allowed. Once this mission is successfully completed, I'll give you paid leave for a month."
Hearing he could get paid leave for a month, Deadpool instantly stood up straight, raised his right hand with a swish, placed it at his brow, and looked directly at Xia Shang, his gaze as firm as if he were joining the party. "Your most loyal subordinate, Superhero Deadpool, guarantees to complete the mission!"
"Not bad, very spirited," Seeing this, Xia Shang nodded his head in satisfaction.
Xia Shang was quite reassured about this guy Deadpool's ability. After all, this guy is proficient in demolition, sniping, hand-to-hand combat, sword arts, and all weapons. Sending him to clear out the Gangs is completely overkill. Moreover, according to Deadpool's own confession, at Stryker's place, he not only obtained a powerful regeneration ability but also White Queen's diamond form and Azazel's teleportation.
However, the only thing that made Xia Shang feel a bit regretful was that Deadpool didn't have Adamantium implanted in his body and Scott's Cyclops like in the original plot.
Otherwise, this guy's combat power would even be stronger than his.
"Stryker probably also anticipated that Deadpool would be difficult to control, which is why he didn't inject him with Adamantium," Xia Shang muttered in his heart.
(end of chapter)
"Director Michael, you should be very clear about the influence of these two newspapers in the United States. Simply put, no matter how big this incident gets, your Washington D.C. Police Department doesn't need to worry about public opinion pressure. Besides, with Superheroes involved, those so-called Gangs won't be able to cause any trouble at all."
At this moment, in the Director's Office of the Washington D.C. Police Department, dozens of kilometers away, Michael, dressed in a police uniform, had a look of astonishment and disbelief in his eyes.
He swallowed, his voice slightly dry, and said, "It seems you're planning to monopolize the American newspaper industry. Aren't you afraid the US Government will come after you?"
"Thanks to capitalism and freedom of speech, American Media are all private enterprises. None have a Government background, and they aren't subject to any official censorship or control. In other words, the US Government can't control me," Xia Shang said with a slight lift of his lips, chuckling softly. "Remember the 'Pentagon Papers' incident? The U.S. Department of Justice sued the New York Times back then. Who do you think won in the end?"
"Everyone in the United States knows the New York Times won," Michael said with a bitter expression. As the Chief of the Washington D.C. Police Department, he was certainly no stranger to the Pentagon incident.
At that time, someone stole a top secret report about the Vietnam War from The Pentagon, copied it, and gave it to the New York Daily News. Although the person who leaked the national top secret was never found, the Ministry of Defense suspected it was likely a Mutant, probably Mystique, who could imitate others' appearance. However, after catching Mystique, they interrogated her, but she simply didn't admit it.
Afterward, the New York Times, having obtained the classified document, published it in the newspaper without hesitation, greatly angering the US Department of Defense. In their fury, they teamed up with the Department of Justice to pressure the New York Times, demanding that the newspaper containing the document's contents immediately stop serialization. But facing the joint pressure from the two giants, the New York Times didn't back down at all. They even publicly challenged the Government in the next day's newspaper, stating that the Government demanded this newspaper stop publishing the classified document, but this newspaper flatly refused.
As soon as this report came out, there was an uproar throughout the United States. Public opinion, like a tide, surged madly towards the US Department of Defense.
In the end, having no other way, the Department of Justice sued the New York Times in Court. Their demands were incredibly humble, merely asking the New York Times to slightly delay the publication of the top secret document. However, even such a request was met with strong opposition from the New York Times. What was even more outrageous was that on the second day of the Court session, The Washington Post, through its own 'effort,' also managed to obtain a copy of the Pentagon Papers and impatiently serialized it.
Ultimately, the Court's final judgment was to support complete and thorough press freedom.
"That was truly a great victory for journalism," Michael exclaimed.
Half a minute later, he nodded. "Okay, I agree to cooperation with you to jointly clear out the Gangs. But you must guarantee that innocent public will not be affected, and the Superhero you send cannot kill indiscriminately. They must obey the command of our Police Department."
"No problem, Deadpool is very professional, and I'm also looking forward to him becoming famous overnight through this matter," Xia Shang said, then hung up the phone and looked at Deadpool with a smile. "You are the second Superhero of my Jie Er Company. If you dare to mess up the company's reputation, I guarantee I'll stuff your head into your butt, roll it into a ball, and then send it to a garbage incinerator for harmless incineration."
Looking at the smiling Xia Shang, Deadpool felt a hint of chill and shrank his neck, muttering softly, "Damn smiling tiger, I don't think you can stuff my head into my cute butt cheeks."
Saying this, he stuck out his butt and wiggled it.
"Smiling tiger, is that how you evaluate your Big Boss?" Xia Shang's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone chilling.
"Who? Who dares to say that about the Big Boss! I'll definitely cut him into pieces," Deadpool did a carp flip, stood on the sofa, and then peered around, looking everywhere.
"It's a guy wearing a red bodysuit with a quite lewd demeanor. Perhaps you can find him in the mirror," Xia Shang reached out and turned the mirror on the table. However, just as the mirror surface was about to point at Deadpool, Deadpool bent down and looked behind his crotch. "No, Big Boss, he doesn't seem to be in the Room."
"Are you sure?" Xia Shang threw the mirror out in annoyance.
The mirror happened to land between Deadpool's legs.
"Reporting, Big Boss, I only see a very handsome person. If he walked onto the Street, I estimate many beautiful women would have a close encounter with a utility pole."
"That sofa under your feet was air freighted from Italy and is valued at sixteen thousand dollars. If you step on it and break it, I'll deduct it from your salary," Xia Shang said lightly.
"What the f*ck!"
Deadpool jumped up on the spot like he had stepped on a poisonous snake. "Damned capitalism, one sofa is worth more than my month's salary."
"Close call, close call this thing isn't broken. Italian goods are indeed sturdier than American goods." Standing on the floor, he put his head close to the sofa, checked it carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief. If he really lost a month's salary because of a broken sofa, Deadpool felt it would be more uncomfortable than killing him.
"This mission must succeed, no failure allowed. Once this mission is successfully completed, I'll give you paid leave for a month."
Hearing he could get paid leave for a month, Deadpool instantly stood up straight, raised his right hand with a swish, placed it at his brow, and looked directly at Xia Shang, his gaze as firm as if he were joining the party. "Your most loyal subordinate, Superhero Deadpool, guarantees to complete the mission!"
"Not bad, very spirited," Seeing this, Xia Shang nodded his head in satisfaction.
Xia Shang was quite reassured about this guy Deadpool's ability. After all, this guy is proficient in demolition, sniping, hand-to-hand combat, sword arts, and all weapons. Sending him to clear out the Gangs is completely overkill. Moreover, according to Deadpool's own confession, at Stryker's place, he not only obtained a powerful regeneration ability but also White Queen's diamond form and Azazel's teleportation.
However, the only thing that made Xia Shang feel a bit regretful was that Deadpool didn't have Adamantium implanted in his body and Scott's Cyclops like in the original plot.
Otherwise, this guy's combat power would even be stronger than his.
"Stryker probably also anticipated that Deadpool would be difficult to control, which is why he didn't inject him with Adamantium," Xia Shang muttered in his heart.
(end of chapter)
