End of the Sky

Ding Ding Ding!

Dumbledore! !!

In the basement of the second-floor building, Russell dismantled the operating table and knocked a set of armor with existing materials.

Helmet face armor, breastplate, shoulder pads, hand protection, leg armor, 360 degrees without dead corners, protect every corner of the body in all directions.

I sprayed it with black and red matte spray paint. A set of body armor modeled on the death knell was completed. On the helmet, because Russell's eyes were sound, it was different from the death knell and opened two breathable sunroofs.

With his own ability, the decoration of this armor is more important than practicality, and it doesn't matter. But Deadpool likes to play, and he also finds it very interesting, so he creates a set on the spot.

Don't say that, two sand eagle gods are placed on the sides of the thighs, and behind them are Edelman alloy knives. There is a bit of cold-blooded cousin.

Originally, according to the meaning of Deadpool, superhero uniforms only need to be prominent and prominent, and do not need to be too complicated, such as tights, but Russell decisively refused.

It's too shame to wear tights, no matter if you wear four corners or triangles inside, it is easy to show traces. It ’s not good if you do n’t wear it. If you do n’t get used to it, you will feel insecure.

"Russell, how did you do that?"

Grim Reaper was aggressive, because he watched the whole process and found that Russell's tool for building armor was only a hammer.

"Isn't this a superhero's professional skill?"

"what?"

"In any case, there is a brand new uniform."

"..."

Deadpool was speechless, bowed his head silently, and stitched his hood with a needle and thread.

I was too bad. The new member was very talented. He could create the world with a hammer. As a captain, he was under great pressure. But he couldn't say, he had to pretend he could, but the armor was heresy, and he was just like the proudness of tights.

When I saw Deadpool squirming uniforms, poking her fingers from time to time, her whole body was ridiculous, Russell sneered, smelling the pleasant lemon sourness in the air, and turned to take a bottle of red wine from the bookcase.

"Wade, would you like a 82-year-old Lafite?" Russell rang the two goblets.

当然 "Of course, in order to celebrate the return of Agent X, we must have a drink."

The death squad filled a glass, drank it with a grunt, and felt his tongue taste wrong. He didn't show it, fearing that he had been drinking fake wine before, and questioning would seem to force him not enough.

"Wade, how does it taste?"

"It's okay. It's almost the same as I used to drink."

"Really, then I'll try it too ..." Russell took a sip and frowned. "Raffy at $ 82 is just average, and it doesn't feel worth the price."

等等 "Wait, you just said ... 82 Lafite ..."

"Yes, Lafite at $ 82!"

"..."

Grim Reaper gritted his teeth and sewed his uniform, and Ma Ma put it on his body. The actual action showed that there was no underclothing in the superhero's tight uniform.

"Now, superhero interns, let Deadpool predecessors teach you. On the road of professional heroes, you have successfully taken your first foot, and then the second step. As a team hero organization for collective action, we You have to have your own unique pose. "

"Uh, this is not necessary."

Russell was cold all over his body, and he intuitively told him that Deadpool's so-called pose must be very pitted, and his mind was flashed by the JONO team of top-level difficulty, and his eyes were immediately alert.

不 "No, this is the only way for heroes."

"I'm not a hero, I want to be a villain!"

"..."

Two minutes later, a camera was placed on the roof of the second-floor small building, and the two funny nine-segment figures greeted the rising sun, earnestly in a concave shape.

Kick the dead servant kneeling on one knee, with his hands tilted flatly behind his back, making the bird spread its wings. Russell was standing behind him with his chest raised, one fist closed in the abdomen, and one fist held high.

"How do you feel, Russell?"

"I feel like my IQ is decreasing!"

"Relax, man, let me raise the average."

"No, my IQ was pulled down by you." Russell put down his **** hand and covered it on his face.

"..."

"Wade, is this really good, isn't it too shameful? I even heard someone laughing!"

"That's the laughter of the sand sculpture audience. I can often hear it. It will be fine after a while. I guarantee that if you don't listen to it several times a day, you will feel uncomfortable."

The deadpool said, stopped the pose at hand, walked in front of the camera, admired his heroic posture, and soon became dissatisfied.

Because he showed only two hands in the photo, he was shooting Russell almost the whole time.

嗨 "Hey man, this is not right! I'm in the wrong position. As the captain, the soul of Agent X, I should be in the C position."

"Oh, Green Lantern can't stand in the C position!"

"I don't care, I just want to stand in the C position, and do it again, I will stand behind you this time."

"No, absolutely not behind."

"I'm the captain !!!"

"Captain, it's almost all right. The neighbours should get up and go to work. They will call the police when they see it."

Russell put away the camera and pushed Deadpool back to the second floor, the latter loudly BB vented his dissatisfaction. After a while, he closed his mouth and stopped talking. He took the picture and looked at it. The look was half an hour.

A normal person is an eleven constellation plus Virgo. Deadpool is different. He is a neurotic. Therefore, when he exudes the solitude of seeking comfort, he must not take care of him, otherwise he will use the topic to play, often out of control.

Russell knew that at this time the deadpool was left for a while, and no one took care of it, and he was just fine.

Strangling to death for half an hour, he was uninterested in asking himself, sneaking up to Russell, holding a photo and saying, "Man, I finally know where the problem is."

"Yes, it's your brain."

"I know, but I'm not saying this ..." Deadpool poked at the photo: "Two people can't pose well, because the triangle is the most stable structure, and Agent X needs Parker!"

Russell: "..."

"Just do it, let's go to Parker now. As far as I know about Wild Parker, in addition to newspapers and schools, his only place of residence is the single dormitory."

"Do you know where his dormitory is?"

当然 "Of course, he has everything under my control. I lurked in the past two days, but unfortunately he was not at that time. I only found one original flavor ..."

"Ahem!"

"An original Spider-Man uniform ..."

"..."

Uh ...

The wrecked apartment building ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Financially-stretched Peter Parker sat on the bedside with a stubborn hair, messy hair, and bloodshot eyes lost their highlights.

It has been more than 40 hours since Mary Jane was captured by Dr. Octopus. Parker tried to search for the whereabouts of Dr. Octopus, but they met each other and escaped.

After a while, Dr. Octopus never appeared again. Parker searched the streets of New York all night. The thief and robber caught a lot, but he didn't even find Dr. Octopus's shadow.

Parker is depressed, after all, it is 40 hours, and God knows what will happen during this period.

Although Dr. Octopus is a science madman, he loved his wife before madness and disdain other women, but he was not afraid of 10,000, just in case, after all, Mary Jane was so excellent and perfect.

Huh!

The gate was knocked down!

Yes, the whole door fell to the ground, a big foot slowly retracted, and Deadpool walked into the room with an uproar.

"Spider-Man Peter Parker, I looked at your resume, and congratulations, your agent team has accepted!"

"..."

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