The Death Knell

[网] Meiman's death knell "Hey, do you know where Lord Marvel is? I have a good baby for him Kangkang!"

On the streets of New York, Deadpool carrying a box was sneaky, and when he encountered meatballs or meatballs, anyone who had one or a few hundred eyes would lean in and open the box to the other person. Look.

How to put it, I always feel that this posture is not drug trafficking, it is pimping.

No way, he can't do business, and he has no experience in screaming business. He can only imitate the businessmen he used to meet in nightclubs to maintain his life, and wants to sell the two heads in his hands.

"Squeak!"

The deformed human body passing by has five heads, and the lower body melted like mud. He answered Deadpool in a language that was incomprehensible, and then slowly continued his purposeless wandering, heading into the distance.

"Ugh!"

The thirsty Deadpool walked to the side of the road, found a broken staircase wrapped in flesh and blood, sat down, took out the wine from his pocket and drank his throat, and said to the communicator:

"Lex, this doesn't work for you. I can't communicate with them at all. These pieces of meat are not savvy at all, and they have no desire to buy. Have you ever seen someone who can sell ecstasy to Superman? It's impossible. ."

"No, it must be useful." Luther, who was still hiding in the invisible spacecraft, commanded remotely. He calmly replied: "According to my speculation, all the flesh and blood in this universe are connected, and can even be regarded as one. Overall, then you only need to keep trying, accumulate enough times, and you will surely be noticed."

As long as it is a living thing, it will definitely respond to external stimuli.

According to past experiments, even if it is a water bear, as long as it is often stimulated with electric current, it will have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid harm.

What Deadpool has to do now is to stimulate the world again and again.

Rather than showing the two heads to Lord Marvel, it is better to show them to the world and to the multi-horned ones.

Although, as a scientist, Luther doesn't quite understand what the old rulers are, but he thinks he should be similar to a devil like Satan?

Lord Marvel is the servant of the Demon King, doesn't he have to obey the order given by the above?

As long as the old rulers are interested in Deadpool, Lord Marvel must respond.

If it is someone else, Luther will cooperate with Deadpool to kill the other person, or in other words, give the other person a form of life existence.

"All right, but you didn't understand what I meant." Deadpool rubbed his fingers, suggesting something.

For professional mercenaries, there is really nothing impossible, but the pay and the reward should always be proportional...

Luther, who remotely monitored Deadpool through the eyeball spacecraft, laughed. This was also in his expectation. After all, mercenaries, who wouldn't want benefits?

"Just do your best. After it's done, I will help you buy an apartment in Gotham. The total value is in the level of one hundred thousand dollars. You know, even your cousin's death knell can't afford to buy a Gotham house."

The death knell is definitely affordable. The money he knocked from Batman is now invested in Barbara. He 80% doesn't want to live in a mentally ill city like Gotham.

But... Deadpool is just a mental illness, so it's okay.

"Really? Hey, you're such a good friend, Lex." Deadpool's enthusiasm suddenly came. The last house was given to Inez when he was divorced. He doesn't even have his own house now, Luthor's. This suggestion happened to be on the cusp of his heart: "If you treat me like this again, I will definitely fall in love with you, even if you are a gay, I don't care."

"...I'm not gay!" Luther frowned.

"Huh? Isn't it? I was moved by the relationship between you and Superman. It was like Batman and the Joker, Barry and Reverse Lightning, Shazam and Black Adam, Aquaman and... uh, Aquaman and who Here? It’s not important, anyway, it’s just falling in love and killing each other.

Deadpool seemed to feel love, and he gently rubbed his crotch, wiping away the moved tears.

"Huh! Arthur's opponent is the traitor, the black manta ray, but our relationship is more complicated than you think, and it's not the kind of situation you think in your rotten head. Now you shut up, someone is moving towards where you are. The location is gone, and I detected the energy response."

Luther covered his forehead. Although he only spent a short time with Deadpool, he felt an indescribable fatigue.

He had never felt this kind of feeling before, it was a tired heart.

Speaking of someone, Deadpool also took out the double guns given by his cousin and waited for it, after all, he never dropped the chain.

He also knew the person who came, and saw a portal with a golden halo opened, and a figure walked out of it. It was Strange wearing a dirty robe and a moustache.

This Doctor Strange was so thin that there were only bones, and his eyes were sunken deep, but his eyes were very big. From the eyes of Deadpool, he just had a long-lasting style of painting.

But looking at the tentacles that grow behind the opponent, the cute points seem to be shifted, or these tentacles are more cute, and their rhythmic frequency is like dancing in the water and grass.

"Strangulation often dances that dance by himself. It's cute." Deadpool turned his head to explain to the audience his mental journey, and scratched his **** with his gun: "Doctor Strange, is that you?"

Wei Wei replied, pointing only to himself and the box under the armpit of the dead servant.

I don't know if it was blood or sweat, making the suitcase wet.

Deadpool nodded repeatedly, UU read www.uukanshu.com but did not hand over the box, but asked seriously:

"Did Lord Marvel send you? If he wants the contents of this box, he should come and tell me in person. If he doesn't say, then how do I know he wants? If he wants, Why should you send someone who can’t speak? But why on earth would you refuse to call me Wade again? When you watch the moon together, you call me Xiao Tiantian, but now you only speak sign language, like you I can’t give you the box. It’s my fault if I give it to you. After all, this will encourage impolite arrogance. It is not good for the country and society, as well as the planet and the universe. Come, learn how I am polite. , You must first greet your acquaintances—what is your mother's last name?"

The other party did not speak, so the space was freed up, and Deadpool immediately said ten times more nonsense than in the past.

But it can actually be summed up in one sentence: ‘Want a box? You do not deserve! ’

In short, not only the face of Doctor Strange who was facing him was pale with anger, even Luther, who was remotely monitored, was bitter.

They have never seen such a mean person.

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