The Death Knell

The rotten female orangutan wore a black leather jacket and was not pretty at all.

Most people will have concerns when facing zombies, because if there is no chance to kill them with a single blow, once they are scratched by the opponent, there is a risk of infection.

Jessica Jones thought so too.

This girl who couldn't do anything in the past always said, ‘It’s boring to live’, ‘boring’, and ‘boring’. When she was in the crisis of life and death, she had a strong desire to survive.

To put it simply, it is to run desperately in the ruins, not to give another ape-man version a chance to come into contact with it himself.

She didn't want to wrestle with the gorilla at all. Although she mastered good fighting skills, the difference in strength was particularly obvious at a glance. People's arm is thicker than her waist. This is not a problem of joint skills.

Her eyes, which seemed to always be awake, also widened, and she was gasping for breath in her nostrils, but the gust of wind behind her made her dare not stop, so she took the shock wave and flew again. The apes who ran back went round and round.

So, Su Ming asked the strangulation to fix the treasure ape, and threw a shotgun to Miss Jones.

She was really much more crisp than Miles. As soon as the gun was in hand, she immediately loaded the gun skillfully, pressing the muzzle on the female orangutan’s forehead and firing again and again, until she broke the other’s head and neck to pieces, then stopped. .

There was no sign of discomfort. After killing the ape-man, she cutely used her little hand to give a thumbs to the death knell.

Very good, just practice leveling like this. After 1610 Iron Man cleans up the Iron Ape and installs the planet bomb, everyone can evacuate.

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Outside the multiverse, in Sepulk.

At this time, the fate is too big to see the edge, and the people who come and go here are probably counted in units of 100,000, and except for the people who have just been rescued, each is a superhero wearing a tights.

However, some of them were sorrowful at this time, attending a simple funeral next to the pillar area where the master weaver was located.

Not long ago, the Captain America who called on everyone to try to prevent the earth from colliding, died in the mouth of a zombie during the action. His friends did not even **** any of his meat. Now only the half-faced one is coming back here. Shield.

A falcon from an unknown world burst into tears, fell to his knees and cried with the shield in both hands: "Captain! We have failed you! After all, we still failed to prevent the collision of the earth!"

Just like what he said, they have been fighting against the army of zombies, looking for a way to prevent the collision of the two earths, even if they did not give up at the last second.

If the adjutant hadn't evacuated them urgently, I'm afraid these enthusiastic heroes would have died.

Another thing that made them feel uncomfortable was that they put their energy on fighting zombies and preventing the fusion, and they did not rescue a few civilians at all.

During the time they were wasted, other teams often went back and forth between fate several times, and the rescued people could circle the earth several times hand in hand.

Therefore, the pain of this team now lies not only in the sacrifice of the captain, but in reality proved that the choice of the captain was wrong, which collapsed their beliefs.

However, at this time, the kindly adjutant lady appeared. Although she looked like a cold doll girl, she had a motherly compassion. She put her porcelain white hand on Falcon's head and touched:

"Don't cry, brave Sam Wilson, because while you are crying, thousands of worlds are being destroyed. The time you waste will only cause more people to suffer misfortune. That Captain America is a hero, don't let He was disappointed."

How should I put it, maybe it is that ai really won't comfort people. This is too realistic and cruel.

But after all, Falcon was born in the army, his willpower is not bad, and his ability to understand is no problem. He can recognize reality and is not an idealist like Captain America.

He just froze for a moment, then stood up with the help of Sergeant Bucky, and put the half shield on his arm:

"I understand that now we should save people, not when I cry like a maiden, I will inherit the captain's will and go on a more realistic path."

The adjutant withdrew his little hand, the data in his eyes nodded, and he smiled gently and said: "It's better if you can figure it out. Then, does your team want to act now or take a rest? I have food and Water, cigarettes and cigars."

"No, let's set off now." Falcon turned to look around his teammates. Although they were equally embarrassed, everyone's eyes were full of determination, which gave him a lot of support: "Let's go, To save more people, thank you, Miss Adjutant."

"Good journey." The adjutant just nodded, and then immediately teleported them away.

She is still busy, tens of thousands of teams are waiting for her arrangements, how can there be so much thinking about acting.

Looking at the teleportation light that lit up in the hall from time to time, and listening to people's howls and gasps of rejoicing, she was very happy, because the sheriff saved a lot of humans this time, and everyone will be good friends in the future.

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"Dark, too dark."

In New York at 40k of the earth, Deadpool is drinking with Captain America in the Big Bird Turning Around the Bar. The white eyes on his face mask show a frightening look:

"I just threw the envelope into the toilet through the sewer, and Fury actually suspected that I would touch his black ass? Our earth is too cruel and dark, right? What is the necessary trust between people?"

"I want to ask this sentence too... so I can't answer you."

Steve lowered his head and drank silently, because his perceptual ability trained on the battlefield reminded him that at this time, many unkind eyes in the bar were on his American ass.

Vaguely, UU reading www.uukanshu.com through the chaotic dynamic music, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of others swallowing saliva.

Those who made these sounds were brawny men who dressed very strangely.

They all have greasy smiles. When the captain looks at them, these guys will show intoxicated expressions, touching their heart-protecting chests with their hands, or turning around and twisting at Steve's big one. Butt...

They are not enemies, and Steve couldn't even teach them. He has realized that he has been pitted by Natasha. This is not a serious bar at all, but a gathering place for gays.

No wonder the store name is so strange.

Deadpool's mask was lifted halfway, he drank a glass of wine, rubbed his thigh with his palm, and sighed:

"Okay, I will only send e-cards in the future. This is all right? Really, let's go, don't you want to see Xia Kela? I will take you to meet her, but she has a bad temper, so don't care. Also, if she wants to sleep with you, I will watch it from the sidelines."

"Pay attention to the language, your thoughts are too abnormal, I won't do that." Steve's expression was very disgusting.

"Okay, your loss, by the way, I know I'm very perverted, the audience friends all say that, Captain, do you like me like this?" Deadpool blinked quickly, looking cute.

The captain also drank an empty glass, pulled his leather jacket, took out the dollar from his pocket and pressed it under the glass, just about to speak.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw two women, Peggy and Sharon, standing not far behind him.

His eyes were full of disbelief and disappointment. In short, they were very strange.

Steve’s pupils quaked, he opened his mouth, and looked at the Deadpool who didn’t know why he was holding his arm around him:

"Ladies, I think I can explain."