The Death Knell

[网] The death knell of Mei Man walked in the ruins of the city by himself while the funeral knell group was playing the sacrifice ceremony.

This used to be New York, at least geographically, but now there are only broken bricks and broken walls, and the smelly wind blows through the ruins, making the sound of ghosts crying.

Wade seemed to have lost his soul. He crouched on his back and slumped his shoulders, dragging heavy steps forward. Compared with the homeless tramp, he was almost dragging a torn sack in his hand. .

"Ugh!"

After walking for a while, he sighed, and from time to time he looked up at the sky full of weird noodles, as if he didn't want his tears to flow down.

There is the wreckage of a shop not far away. Probably, the building has collapsed anyway. Only the half-pull vending machine at the door is left. The machine is also covered with mushrooms, red umbrellas, and white poles.

Coming to the machine to look at it for a while, he reached out his hand to take a pack of cigarettes from it, unpacked one, and held one in his mouth, then fumbled his whole body.

Afterwards, I still use the plot gems to set fire.

"Fur~~~" he spit out a mouthful of smoke and leaned against a poisonous mushroom. He tilted his mouth: "Old irons, I don't want such a world. The Deadpool and Vanessa here are not as good as dead... ...But I can't save them. I found that this gem is good for everything, except that it can't be used to save people, because it doesn't have that function."

The street is not empty. Just a few steps away in front of them, some cancerous, pus-filled fleshy people rolled across the street. They rolled and laughed like a barbell.

Hearing Deadpool talking to himself, they glanced at him curiously, then chirped, as if they wanted Wade to join them in their blind and boring wanderings and enjoy the simple joy of being loved.

"Thank you for your kindness. I can understand your body language. It's like going to an African indigenous tribe. The action when the chief asks me to eat human flesh is as easy to understand, but I am performing a task and it is not a good time to go shopping. "

Deadpool spoke to these meatballs. They should be able to understand English anyway:

"I'm just a little bit tired in my heart. I smoke a cigarette and take a break. By the way, do you know where Lord Marvel is? I want to kill him and restore the earth to its original state."

"Chi Chi Chi!"

The meatballs answered him with weird language, and then left happily, as if nothing had happened.

Deadpool took another puff of cigarette, frowning together:

"I found that I didn't understand what they were saying. I really regret it. My cousin kept asking me to learn a few more foreign languages, but I spent all the time other people study on shit, and only now I found out that I am the protagonist of the waste department. ."

"..."

"It's used, I just used gems. I'm not stupid. Can I forget this? But I still don't understand them. Our language is like two parallel lines, never intersecting. Sure enough, alien Everyone speaks English, and it's the most difficult communication between people on the earth."

Wade scratched his face, spit on the side, licked his rotten lips and said:

"But they are very friendly. Seeing them bounce while puss, I already have ideas. According to my strict logical thinking ability, as well as the precise intuition of mercenaries, plus the identity of the protagonist between heaven and earth, and handsome With an incomparably charming face, I have a way."

The wind was blowing, and there was silence all around.

"..."

"Don't pay attention to those details, I have an idea anyway." Deadpool took off the boot on one foot and threw it up into the sky: "My cousin once used this trick of losing shoes to show the way. There is no reason why he can do it. Anyway, as the protagonist, there is the will of the universe, and follow its meaning."

The red and black high-barreled military boots were spinning in the air, landing steadily in the eyes of Deadpool's expectation.

But he forgot one thing. In the cancerous universe, even the earth was corrupted. The ground was covered with soft and sticky fungus blankets. His shoes were like falling into a cesspit, and the heel of his shoes clicked. On the ground, the toe was pointed directly at the sky.

"This is to make me go to heaven! I can't fly, not this time."

With that said, he relied on the bill, jumped on one foot to pick up the shoe, and threw it again.

"Puff!"

"...No, I'm going to go underground again this time. I'm not Slade. I am totally different from the kind of ‘hole’ he is good at drilling."

Deadpool shook his head again and again, and winked at no one's eyes and said something nasty.

Anyway, there is nothing to drill in this sewer. I've already lost my way on the ground. Wouldn't it be even worse to go underground?

Pick up the shoe and throw it away.

"Puff."

"Not counting."

"Puff."

"Not counting!"

.......

Lost a dozen times, anyway, either went to the sky or went to the ground, the dead servant rolled his eyes, blew the whistle of Susanna's little song, and put his shoes back without a trace:

"Old irons, the weather is pretty good today. Look at the bugs in the sky, they look very comfortable, hehe, by the way, do you know how many ways to write the word ‘love’?"

"..."

"Who said that I changed the subject? Who said that? I didn't! Look at how clear and pure my eyes are. I can't lie, don't believe me? Then I'll give the old guys a split, regardless of you Believe it or not, I believe it anyway."

After that, he had an aerial split on the spot, even if it was revealed unilaterally.

But the problem has not been resolved. Although the cousin did not give a clear task, he only said that he should come to the earth to play and play in a high-profile manner.

But after seeing another miserable situation of his own, Deadpool spontaneously decided to kill Lord Marvel and return the world to a quiet state. Therefore, he must first find where the opponent is.

The best route is not too complicated, even the subway is out of service here, the traffic is not very convenient.

Turning his back to the camera position, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, he put his head on the vending machine, took out the gem and whispered:

"Gems, gems, can you send me directly to Lord Marvel? Let me hack him to death? I am embarrassed now. I can't use the trick of losing my shoes, so I can't get off the stage!"

Well, the story continuity gem is not a panacea. Another flaw is that it can't speak.

So it didn't move, and it seemed to be passively resisting.

"Cough! I have a way." Deadpool coughed, turned his head, pinched the cigarette in his mouth, took a violent sip, threw it on the ground and trampled it out, making a slimy foot: "Just now Gem secretly told I'm here, let me go south, so we will go south now."

After speaking, Deadpool probably recognized the direction, but because he couldn't see the sun and the sky, a lot of ways to recognize the direction were out of conditions, so he could only move forward intuitively.

He headed to the north in the ruins of the city. Anyway, New York must be a special place with disasters. Just look for it in the city. That's right.

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