Ryan couldn't be bothered to waste words with these two mentally ill guys, so he directly chose the simplest and most crude method of questioning.
That was to let the Symbiote enter their bodies through the Silver Blade and directly read their memories.
Reading Captain America's memory presented no issues, including the entire process of Captain America being brainwashed by HYDRA; he read it all successfully.
As Pierce, the head of HYDRA, had said, he had no further intentions in letting this brainwashed Captain America join the Spider Family; HYDRA simply wanted to form an alliance with the Spider Family, or rather, with Ryan.
Heh, Pierce knows his place...
If he had read Captain America's memory and found that what Pierce told him before was even slightly inconsistent with Captain America's memory, Pierce's corpse would have been skinned and hung on a streetlamp tomorrow to cos-play as cured meat!
But since Pierce was so sincere, it wouldn't be impossible to cooperate with him for mutual benefit.
If nothing else, in terms of intelligence, HYDRA is definitely far more professional than S.H.I.E.L.D.!
Even S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intelligence comes from HYDRA agents lurking within S.H.I.E.L.D.!
But saying it that way doesn't seem quite right, because if he remembered correctly, there seemed to be more HYDRA people in S.H.I.E.L.D. than S.H.I.E.L.D.'s own people?
So... Nick Fury actually built a S.H.I.E.L.D. on top of a snake pit?
Heh, Ryan could only say... as expected of you, that useless motherf*cker who's more than capable of ruining things but incapable of achieving anything.
Ryan thought disdainfully in his heart...
And after reading Captain America's memory, it was Deadpool's turn next...
Compared to Captain America, Deadpool's appearance was actually what Ryan cared about the most!
Because one must know that in this Universe he was in, there were no Deadpools or Mutants!
So there was a high probability that this Deadpool who appeared now came from another Universe...
Speaking of which... there seem to be quite a few people traveling to his Universe lately...
First it was Tony and the others from another Universe, then Gwen, and Inheritor who had one foot in Gwen's memory, and now Deadpool...
What do these guys think his Universe is?
A famous tourist attraction in the Multiverse?
So come on, let me see what kind of sacred being you, this Deadpool, are.
With this investigative mindset, Ryan read Deadpool's memory...
Immediately, Ryan's brow furrowed tightly.
Messy! Too messy!
Deadpool's memory was like a sewer, with all sorts of filthy things inside!
The experience of being violated by his own uncle as a child, the experience of becoming a bounty hunter as a youth, the perverted experience of becoming Deadpool in middle age, all mixed with various Marvel comic and Marvel movie scenes that looked like hallucinations!
It gave Ryan a bit of a headache just looking at it!
No wonder in one comic, Professor X was scared to death after reading Deadpool's memory; this Deadpool's memory is too f*cking perverted, ordinary people really can't handle it!
But fortunately, Ryan was no ordinary person, and he had long known that this World might also be a Truman Show World created by someone, so he could still hold on!
This was the advantage of Ryan's personality; he was a pure optimist. As long as he lived smoothly, what did it matter even if this World was a fictional World created artificially?
At least he could do whatever he wanted in this fictional World, instead of being an NPC bound by rules in the so-called real World.
At this moment, Deadpool, who was skewered on the sharp blade, suddenly poked his head over and said to the air in front of Ryan: "What are you looking at? He's talking about you, the beasts of burden in the real World!"
Ryan took a deep breath and violently flicked the blade, tossing the skewered Deadpool away: "You motherf*cker, don't drag me into your death-seeking. Don't you know that if there really is an Upper-level Narrator, they are the ones who decide our life and death?!"
Saying that, Ryan flicked his other hand again, throwing Captain America, who was skewered on the other blade, onto the ground as well.
After the Symbiote left his body and Captain America regained his mobility, he quickly felt his stomach where he had just been stabbed through, only to find that there was no blood hole at all; aside from his perfect eight-pack abs, there wasn't a single wound!
And this, naturally, was Ryan using the Symbiote to repair Captain America in passing.
After all, he just wanted to obtain the memories of the two and give them a lesson, not actually kill them!
These two were still useful to him...
Especially Deadpool!
Just now when he read Deadpool's memory, although he could read most of it, a part of it seemed to be locked, and the Symbiote was completely unable to read it...
Ryan looked at Deadpool, who had completely recovered from his wounds and was jumping around even without Ryan using the Symbiote to heal him. He pointed the blade at him and said indifferently: "Speak, who sent you, and what is your purpose..."
Deadpool, who was just talking to the air and saying incomprehensible things like 'please give tips', 'please generate power', and 'please don't drop the book', immediately raised his hands obediently upon hearing Ryan's words:
"Oh my god! Officer, don't shoot! I'm not thug, and I've never done a 'Zero-dollar Shopping' spree. I'm a Five-star Citizen of New York!"
Ryan:...
Whoosh—
Puchi—
Duang—
A silver light flashed, blood splattered out, and before Deadpool could even react, one of his legs was severed by the blade Ryan shot out!
Unable to stand steadily, Deadpool fell to the ground instantly, clutching his right leg severed from the knee, and let out a howl like a slaughtered pig!
"Aaaaah! My leg! My leg is broken! I won't be able to use my size 45 sweaty feet to kick enemies in the face anymore! You have to compensate me with a wheelchair just like Professor X's, otherwise I will never forgive you! Never!!"
Hearing this, Ryan didn't buy Deadpool's act at all. Dragging the blade, he came before Deadpool and said coldly: "Stop faking. You, who constantly endure the pain of cancerous cells in your body, how could you scream like this over such a small injury..."
"Now answer my question from before. I won't ask a third time, otherwise the next strike won't be to cut off your left leg, but the one in the middle!"
Ryan's threat was enough to make even a hard-boiled warrior piss himself, so even Deadpool couldn't help but clamp his legs together.
Deadpool stopped faking, but he didn't get up either. He just propped up his head and struck a 'sleeping beauty' pose on the spot, looking up at Ryan from a low-angle 'toilet' perspective and said leisurely:
"Has anyone ever told you that looking at your crotch from this angle makes your crotch look exceptionally majestic?"
Ryan: (Raises blade.jpg)
Swish—
Deadpool: ∑(ΦдΦlll)
Looking at the blade that was only 0.01mm away from his Tiger-skin crotch, Deadpool only wanted to say that if the god could give him a chance to start over, he would definitely never act smart in front of this Spider Monarch again!