The Death Knell

4473 - Unreasonable Stealing Spotlight

After chatting for a while and waiting for a while, Death won the game.

To celebrate, she drank a few sips of happy water, then put on a pair of white shoes barefoot, and nodded to the death knell to signal that she was ready.

The teleportation started, and the goddess came to the two of them, and only then did she burp full of carbonic acid.

"Your body is half dead, drink less carbonated drinks, it will make you flatulence." Su Ming shook his head, slowly flew down the big pit, and came to the center of the explosion point: "Come and feel it, I I always feel that the remaining cosmic energy here is very familiar, but a little strange."

"Oh? Are you concerned about me? Hehe, this is really rare for the position of the supreme mage, and Mysty will definitely not be happy if she finds out."

Hela also laughed, and as soon as she raised her hand, black spikes gushed out from the ground, carrying her to the bottom of the pit like surfing.

But as soon as she approached, she restrained her smile, and her slender eyebrows frowned:

"Ah, this feeling, yes, no wonder you came to me, this is the smell of death."

"Is it death? No, I know several deaths. None of them have this energy attribute. They are just similar, but it is definitely not her." Su Ming shook his head, indicating that Hela is feeling carefully.

At first, he also thought it was the residual energy of death, but he didn't need to distinguish carefully, and soon he was sure it wasn't.

The little thing left here, or the 'feeling', is more like a rigid concept, rather than some **** who gets hot every day.

"Oh, no, no, no, Slade, I'm not talking about the lady, but the concept of 'death' itself, which has died in the past."

The goddess wearing a cartoon T-shirt squatted down, but it was not enough, she simply lay down on the bottom of the pit, as if using her relatively sensitive cheeks to feel the coldness remaining in the high temperature environment.

She closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep suddenly, and even her breathing slowed down a lot.

"What does she mean? What is the concept of death that has died in the past?" Carol's head was about to have question marks. She knew nothing about occult science, and hearing Hela's words was like listening to a riddle.

But the death knell just shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he didn't quite understand Hela's meaning, because when he just heard the words "death will die", his thoughts went to the old man.

But it doesn't make sense, how could those indescribable things engage in suicide attacks? Even the 'that' who was expelled not long ago would not use such a low-end gameplay.

Hela needs to explain further, but she seems to be really asleep now, and her body is still curled up, like a fetus returning to the mother's body.

"Fack! Let him slip again!"

Red Hood was so angry that he lost both guns in his hand. He glared at Deadpool not far away, and angrily took off his helmet:

"I asked you to block the fire escape behind the alley, what about you? Then the doomsday blues slipped away again! It's all your fault! You said you were the most professional mercenary, but in the end you couldn't compare yourself to Deathstroke, but me This half-way monk is far behind, I really want to dig out your brain and see what's inside your skull."

After speaking, as if he was still angry, he kicked the trash can next to him away.

"But if someone picks up a watermelon, Doomsday Blues runs away, and sooner or later he can be found, but what if the watermelon is picked up by someone else?"

Deadpool didn't care about his teammates' complaints. He held a big watermelon in his arms, and happily called Xia Kela and Harry over to eat. He asked Mike to borrow a kitchen knife to cut the melon, and explained:

"You, you only thought of the first floor, and I have already thought of the fifth floor. You still messed with Batman like this? Hehe, sheep, Xinba. If I didn't make some mistakes on purpose, how could there be?" Camera? How do you show a story without a camera? Where do you get popularity without a story? How do you survive without popularity? Come on, wife, take this big one, and let me see how this idiot's ex-Robin refutes me."

After finishing speaking, he cut a large piece of watermelon for Xia Kela, and then gave Ghost Mian a small piece of leftovers.

"Are you **** sick?! What popularity? Do you think of yourself as some kind of singing and dancing idol? Harley! You hurry up and treat him! MD, I'm going to be driven crazy by you! I should have known, Deathstroke's money Not a good deal, Falk!"

Jason walked around anxiously. He hadn't worked with Deathstroke's cousin before, but today he formed a temporary team and found that the team was full of lunatics and monsters.

Well, the woman with scantily clad clothes is a monster, the real body of the devil makes people unable to eat, and the others, all of them seem to have escaped from Arkham, they seem to be able to kill anything, mentally The problems are more perverted than one.

"Hee hee, little Jason, why are you so serious? Are you imitating Batman?" Harley was not in a hurry, anyway, for her, the time back to Gotham was always happy, awakened A lot of memories.

"Me? Imitate him? Are you kidding me!" Red Hood immediately buckled his helmet, preventing Harley from seeing his expression again. He bent down and picked up his two guns: "I hate him, and will always I won't forgive him, of course, and you, when the clown killed me, you watched from the sidelines! I used to think you still had a little conscience."

"I tried to persuade him, remember? But, that idiot never listened to me!"

Harley also lost her smile for an instant. She cursed loudly, but then her mood suddenly improved and she smiled again:

"But the good news is that I killed him once three months ago, and I avenged you. Now, you are resurrected from the dead, and he is also resurrected from the dead. Then you can solve the next thing by yourself. What's the matter with me?"

"If I can solve it, can I use you to say it?"

The red hood took a deep breath, calmed down instantly according to the method taught by Batman, he took off the mask, and has recovered the expressionless poker face:

"Besides Batman, no one can touch him, so let's continue our mission, but now, it's wrong to give me a piece, why are there watermelons on the road in Gotham?"

"Oh, the yellow fairy came here not long ago. She used some magic, so this melon may have been transformed by some alien demon." Harry took a piece of melon from Deadpool, and she didn't think it was dirty, but He ate it with his head buried, and his big red lips were dyed, as if he was smiling more happily.

Jason narrowed his eyes, but he stretched out his hand without hesitating for long:

"A watermelon turned into by a hostile creature? I can eat it too~www.NovelMTL.com~ And I still have a lot of questions to ask you guys. Now that we've lost the doomsday blues, it's time to talk."

"Hey, that's right, little red bird." Deadpool handed Jason a big one, and wiped his hands on the Kevlar breastplate with the red bird printed on it: "You understand the true meaning of popularity." , is also popular to help you revive, eat this piece for you, and then enjoy the impromptu song and dance prepared by me, just treat it as my small apology for the previous dispute."

"Singing and dancing? Yes, I like singing and dancing!" Halle started clapping, her eyes widening again.

Anyway, Deadpool just informed Red Hood and didn't ask for his opinion. He immediately walked among the group of murderers and took a dance preparation pose:

"My brothers and I just thought of the name of our team, it's called 'Kill the Street Boys', now please enjoy our debut single, "I'm going to kill you like that", the music, from~~~ "

After finishing speaking, he patted the Walkman on his waist that appeared at an unknown time, and then started singing and dancing with a group of killers.

Gotham, it's going to be another happy day, and the lunatics love it.