The Death Knell

Just as the death knell group was walking around the Everglades, Wade in New York City had just walked out of a bank. He squinted happily and was planning how to spend this newly earned money.

After running into the world of Star Wars and successfully disgusting Palpatine again and again, Deadpool successfully settled the commission from the adjutant. Today is another day to take care of Vanessa and her little sisters. .

"Huh? Is it to me?" He turned his head alertly to the empty air, and blinked his eyes a few times: "I thought there was nothing wrong with me recently. It just so happened that the old guys will help me analyze it, and I will give After Inoz bought the house, she divorced me within a few days, but occasionally we still sleep together. Is she cheating of me?"

"..."

"Yeah, if you say it like this, you really don't lose money. US$2.7 million in exchange for life-long free prostitution sounds good."

Wade nodded, leaned his hands behind his head again, and went on shopping staggeringly.

Every time he went to take care of the street girls’ business, he would spend tens of thousands a night, and 2.7 million would be 70 or 80 times. According to the frequency of "helping" three times a week, it was probably only enough to play outside. Half a year?

If you convert this, you feel good.

So Wade, who thought he had made money, became in a good mood, ready to go to Spider-Man to play. Today is the weekend, the weather is very good, the wind is sunny, and there are no valuable targets in the city.

You can take a shortcut to Peter's house and go from this alley.

"Robbery!"

After a few steps, a black man jumped out from behind the trash can, holding a pistol on his head horizontally.

"Robbery? Me? Dude, are you serious?" Wade was stunned, and he pointed to his face: "Don't you know me? I'm Deadpool, the hottest mercenary in the city, who likes to kill. And **** is like a raging fire, don't you want it because of chrysanthemum?"

But the little black guy in front of him should have been knocked out of the medicine, his whole person was too crazy, full of courage:

"Then hand over your money and chrysanthemums!"

"I hate robbery the most. I don't have any technical content. The one who robs Chrysanthemum is an annoying one." Wade turned to no one and said helplessly. He took out his pistol and confronted the robber with his backhand: "How dare you My Nen Ju hasn't even touched my cousin! How dare you!"

He seemed to be possessed by a certain Nordic girl, hoarsely craned his neck and called out, even wearing a headgear, still showing that hideous look.

"You asked for my chrysanthemum first!" The robber slammed the dead servant's head with a gun and shouted in a louder voice: "I don't care! I see you come out of the bank, you have money! Don't force me, you Don't force me!"

"I am rich, but I earn that money by killing others hard. Even a dollar is soaked in my sweat and other people's blood. I will not give them to you who try to get something for nothing."

Wade's two mouth corners rolled down, he opened the pistol safety, and his thumb buckled the hammer.

However, the black man was also excited, and his gun hand was trembling slightly, and he quickly retorted with a speed like RAP:

"I'm also working! Do you think robbery is easy to do? I have to go out every night to search for prey. After I find the target, I have to stay and track. I often don't sleep for several days and rely on drugs. Every time I rob the target. My exchanges are all a psychological game! I will also encounter you carrying weapons like this to resist! Every time the robbery ends, I have to go home to keep accounts, make a summary of actions, and strive to improve my business ability. Do you think I have not paid any labor? ?!"

"..."

Deadpool fell into silence. He seemed to be speechless, his eyes turned to the sky, and he became dodging.

As a result, the robbers are even more energetic. He feels relaxed that he has never had in a long time. He wants to express his views and let the **** white pigs understand the seriousness of the problem:

"Do you understand now? Just because I am a black, no one has ever respected my labor! The life of a black is also a life! I also want to live!"

"..."

Deadpool rubbed his nose through the mask, as if he was moved.

"It seems you understand, **** white pig, can you take out the money now?"

The robber said that Emotional Office couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. He was deeply moved by his own difficulties. If the target of the robbery had human nature, he should also understand his urgent desire to respect, right?

The best way to respect is to hand over the money and chrysanthemums without resistance.

"Sneez! Bang!"

However, what responded to him was a sneeze from Deadpool, and a gunshot, followed by Wade's relieved voice:

"Oh, it was finally typed out. It's so cool. Huh? Why is there a hole in your head? Wow, I just walked away for a while. Without hearing what you said, you were so excited to commit suicide. What a cruel person , UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I’m dead serving!"

After speaking, he gave the corpse a thumbs up, then put away the smoking gun, and shook his head in admiration as he stepped over the corpse.

At this time, the patrol who heard the gunshot also came. A fat policeman ate the donuts and asked the witnesses present:

"Deadpool, you killed someone?"

"No, brother policeman, I'm a mercenary. No one pays me. I don't know how to kill. Look at this poor creature. Does it seem that someone will pay for his life?"

Wade stretched his hands and said that he was very innocent. He just wanted to sneeze, looked at the sun, and then the man committed suicide without knowing anything.

The two police officers watched the scene with coffee. The fat policeman handed the drink to his partner and picked up the walkie-talkie pinned to his shoulder:

"Main station, we are 1203 car. A black man in the back alley of the bank committed suicide after taking drugs. Send someone to deal with the body."

"Received by the main station, support will arrive within two hours. Please protect the scene."

Listening to the voice on the walkie-talkie, the fat policeman waved to Deadpool and signaled that he could go. This is New York. What day will the black man not die?

He is a veteran policeman. Of course, he knows that Deadpool is suspicious, but he is investigating a poisonous nigger? Enough support? Ask the forensic doctor to make a report at random, and then treat it as suicide. This person is 80% also an orphan, and it is good for everyone to take it to the funeral home for a burn.

Wade was also very happy. He felt that the two policemen were very clear about the matter and he could finally go to play with Peter.

It’s not far from Queens, but it’s better to take a bus. It’s not good to always encounter such ruthless people in the alleys, and commit suicide at every turn. It’s crazy. New York is really a terrible big city. , How many young people have disappeared in this steel jungle.

Ugh!