I'm at American Comics, A New Identity Every Week

Chu Mu didn't know.

Mo Faith has sent Ghost Rider to capture him—Chu Mu, who returned to New York, washed and lay down on the bed, and then fell asleep staring at the [Almighty Eye] in his mind.

Really don't say it.

Looking at the [Almighty Eye], an artifact known as the Eye of God, spinning in his mind, Chu Mu felt that it was better than any Hypnotic Ability song.

Regarding the power of the [Almighty Eye], Chu Mu sometimes wonders whether this thing is really related to God.

Being able to fabricate an identity for a person out of thin air and change the history and process of the entire world is indeed like having the omnipotent power of God.

"Well, this God, it shouldn't be the God who pulls the hips in Marvel, how should I put it, I also come from a higher dimension..."

Chu Mu fell asleep amidst wild thoughts.

I don't know if it's because Psychokinesis has been used too many times today, and the task about [Hidden Super Ability] has not been completed.

Chu Mu felt that the nightmare he encountered tonight was more real than in the past.

"You failed my family! You failed her love for you!"

Superman was already roaring in the dream, punching and parrying Chu Mu, Chu Mu only felt that it was more painful than the previous dream.

"Fuck you! I can do whatever I want!" Chu Mu's role as Homelander these days is more or less affected by being too involved in the drama.

He punched back at Superman's face, and just like that, the two hit each other from the earth to a remote corner of the universe in a dream.

What life court and so on, I don't know how many times I died in my dream. The Dao has been wiped out, it should be said that the will of the universe has been broken up.

...

Texas.

After Chu Mu and Mo Faith left one after another.

The deserted ruins looked extremely silent.

After a while.

The sky began to rain lightly.

A young man in a brown windbreaker with an unshaven beard approached the ruins from a distance. He looked at the ruined wasteland and sighed heavily.

"You said there is my favorite bar here, and the big devil I need most now, man, it's not a good habit to like to lie."

The windbreaker man turned his head and looked behind him.

A guy wearing a red tights, whose whole body was wrapped in fabric, and who was still whimpering when he walked stepped into this wasteland.

If any Marvel fans here.

You can recognize him as the famous Marvel cancer-Deadpool.

"Impossible! You must have used some kind of magic! Deceived my eyes!" Deadpool glared at the man in the windbreaker with a tone full of resentment.

"What do you think my magic is? Wishes come true?" The man in the windbreaker didn't hesitate, he just stared back, he looked at Deadpool very seriously, "Okay, freak, whatever you want to do, now , Immediately, send me back to my world!"

Hearing the words of the windbreaker man.

Deadpool quit immediately, "You want to go back before you owe me the favor? What do you take Master Deadpool's favor for?"

The corners of the windbreaker man's eyes twitched.

"I don't think you broke into my house and killed my bed partner. It's a favor I need to repay." The man in the windbreaker's tone was full of helplessness.

"That's a succubus!"

Deadpool yelled.

He carried two cool long knives on his back. He looked like a cruel killer, but his behavior was as childish as a child.

Oh.

A Barbie doll pinned on the waist is even more funny.

"Have you ever thought that maybe I'm looking for the succubus?" The man in the windbreaker spread his hands and stared at Deadpool without blinking.

"Oh, well, I really haven't thought about it, but she will suck you dry, and you don't have the perverted vitality of Master Deadpool."

talking.

Deadpool drew a knife from his back and chopped off his own arm. After a while, a hand grew out of the severed wound.

This is clearly a self-proclaimed demonstration.

"I used to sell kidneys, buying one and getting one free for wholesale, earning a total of 20 million dollars!" Deadpool's tone was full of pride.

The man in the windbreaker had a complicated expression.

"Seriously, man, I know a pretty good psychiatrist, and I think you should go see his brain."

If the man in the windbreaker hadn't tested Deadpool's identity, he would have suspected that this freak was a demon. How could a normal person hack himself? And... the Ability with the re-growth arm doesn't look like a normal person no matter how you look at it.

"Okay, okay, how about this, you help me find the missing God in your place, and I will help you get rid of the demon king who is chasing and killing you!"

Facts began to talk about conditions with the man in the windbreaker.

"As I said, it is wishful thinking to use magic to divination God... You can only find me a big demon, and then I will use the big demon to fish an Angel out to ask." The man in the windbreaker repeated himself before requirements.

"There must be a big devil here! I won't remember wrongly, I use my hundred little brothers...you let me look at my diary first."

Deadpool suddenly took out a diary from behind his butt, "Yes, there must be one here, I'll bet you a thousand little brothers!"

Good guy!

A thousand little brothers!

Don't you think that others can only cut with one knife?

"I really don't know, why are you so obsessed with God, so what if you find him?" The man in the windbreaker didn't understand Deadpool's obsession.

"You don't understand, yes, you don't understand, I like to travel, you know, the kind of fun in various universes."

"Then I met a damn woman, she dared to pirate Uncle Deadpool's clothes, the most important thing is that she is not going to pay Uncle Deadpool the copyright fee!"

"The pirated version dares to be arrogant in front of the genuine one! I must make her pay the price! Let her be Master Deadpool's servant for a thousand years!"

"Do not!"

"Ten thousand years! I will make her work ten hours a day! Only give her two days off a week!" Deadpool's tone was full of teeth gnashing.

"Um, a woman, with your ability...do you need to go to God?" The man in the windbreaker just felt that the mental patient's thinking couldn't be understood.

Because of the problem of bumping into the shirt.

Going to God?

This is not the most absurd.

The most absurd thing is that there are girls who like this style of clothes? The man in the windbreaker looked at Deadpool's attire with as weird an expression as possible.

"I said you don't understand, that woman, only the omniscient and omnipotent God can deal with him." Deadpool grabbed the man in the windbreaker with his hands while talking, "I am very optimistic about your God, unlike ours, we The God of God is a hitchhiker."

"I learned this word from Ancient One. Well, it's not the one from this universe. It's an old man with a white beard. It's a scary guy."

finished.

It doesn't matter whether the man in the windbreaker understands or not.

"There is no big devil here, I will take you to a place where there must be a big devil." Deadpool reached for his luxury limited supreme upgraded version of time travel bracelet.

next moment.

The two of them disappeared in place, as if they had never appeared before.

at the same time.

New York.

Chu Mu woke up from the nightmare.

"Why the hell am I dreaming about Deadpool breaking in?"

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