The Collection of The End

——Marvel, 2015——

Tokyo, Minato.

It was past midnight. Although there were still a few ships entering and exiting the port, it was far less busy than during the day. The relatively remote maritime logistics warehouse was only occasionally patrolled by one or two security personnel who seemed to have no energy.

And on the top of a large gantry crane, where these patrols would hardly look up, squatted a strange man wearing a red and black tights and a hood.

"It's not the one that Holmes is following, and it's not the one that Moriarty is following," the weirdo muttered, staring at a list in his hand: "As for the one who is following Murdoch - although she is 99.7% likely to be Black Sky' Erica, but there is still a slight possibility that she is my dear~"

The cold sea breeze blew by, but his words received no response.

"Damn it!" After staring at the list for a while, the weirdo in red and black tights angrily crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his belt: "Why are there so many beautiful girls suspected of being the 'Goddess of Death'? How can Mr. Deadpool tell the difference? Who is my dear?"

Under the gantry crane, there are wild cats chasing mice passing by.

"Ah? What else?" He turned his head and stared at the port behind him: "As the goddess of death, my dear can be ever-changing. The only thing that will not change is the countless 'breaths of death' wrapped around her - damn, last If I could really recognize him at a glance, he would definitely not tell me so easily."

The cruise ship entering the port late at night emits a low whistle.

"Hmph, even though Uncle Deadpool doesn't recognize my dear, she knows me. Compared to a mortal, I am like the fluorescence of rotten grass compared to the bright moon in the sky~" Deadpool put his hands on his hips and pointed at a piece of hanging hanging on the gantry. Xiuzi said: "I can't die anyway, so I just need to show off my charm in front of those girls who are suspected of being the goddess of death. Anyone who beats me directly is not my dear~"

Mottled Rust didn't seem to agree very much, but still remained silent.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible~" Deadpool shook his finger: "The one next to Sherlock Holmes is very interested in animation and comics, and I am so handsome dressed as a 'Persona'. My dear, there is no way he can even see it. If you don’t look, just kick me into the subspace rift.”

"As for the girl next to Moriarty, I made a mistake in my judgment. I thought she was looking for me when she said she was looking for the most beautiful girl, so I dressed up casually and went there." Deadpool lowered his head and pointed at his finger: "It was really hard at that time. You shouldn’t knock the makeup artist unconscious, my makeup skills are still far from the top in the world.”

Under the gantry crane, a duty officer absentmindedly passed by with a dim hand.

"And now, there is only a 0.3% chance that Murdoch and my dear Erica will launch an operation here to seize control of maritime logistics." Deadpool pretended to roll up his sleeves while walking forward: "Look My uncle is making a grand appearance—"

Boom!

Within three seconds, he fell backwards as if he had hit a wall. His hands and feet danced wildly to prevent him from falling down. He looked a little frustrated and said, "Who is plotting against me!"

Following Deadpool's words, a figure stepped out of the shadow of the gantry crane in front of him. He was wearing a cowboy hat, a large black cape, and a gray hunting suit. His right hand was clenched and raised. Apparently, Deadpool had just hit it with his head. of.

"Don't get involved in what's going on here," the man said, "There is a 0.3% chance of gambling. Do you think you are a disciple?"

"Uncle Deadpool can be anyone -" Deadpool paused mid-sentence and looked the person up and down: "Logan? Is that you Logan?"

"Humph." The man did not respond, only making a nasal sound that sounded like contempt.

"Oh! Of course it's you! My old buddy! No matter in which world, 'Wolverine' is a good brother of 'Deadpool'~" Deadpool opened his arms to hug him, but when the other party made any move He stepped back before reacting: "Oh, man, why do you smell like the 'Laughing Bat'?"

"Nothing," the man known as "Wolverine" replied: "I just made a wish on the 'arrow' and asked it to resurrect my wife and heal my daughter."

"Which wife? I remember that all three of your wives are dead, and you have no daughter. Your only son was trained by your enemy to be a tool against you." Deadpool scratched his head: "Is it the comic version? That's too much Well, I have more than a dozen sons and daughters of various kinds. As for my wife—"

"X-23." Wolverine interrupted Deadpool's chatter.

"...Huh?" Deadpool stared at the black eyes on his big hood: "Did you actually adopt the setting that 'X-23 is the biological daughter of Wolverine and Dr. Sarah'? In that case, it should be her who resurrects you and your wife. Right."

"When X-23 was a child, the laboratory was attacked by vampires. It is said that they wanted to obtain my genes," Wolverine replied: "Sarah died of serious injuries. X-23 awakened and killed the attacking vampires, but at the same time he suffered from Treated blood thirst."

"To round it off, this is a hybrid of a werewolf and a vampire. Are you interested in letting my eldest niece go to Hollywood?" Deadpool slapped his head: "Oh, we are in the movie now, that's okay."

"So, I have been hunting vampires for these years. Only the 'source blood' of the ancestor can cure blood thirst." Wolverine ignored Deadpool's nonsense and continued: "But now, there is such an opportunity, try It’s okay.”

"Why is Van Helsing involved..." Deadpool thought for two seconds and clapped his hands: "Haha! Now you understand why I hate Hal Jordan!"

"I don't quite understand, but now you have the opportunity to teach him a lesson yourself." Wolverine raised his chin behind Deadpool.

"Huh? What?"

Deadpool turned around in shock, only to find that he and Wolverine were no longer on the gantry crane. They were in a sea composed of black mud as thick as asphalt, and the sky above the sea was burning.

"No one can use space ability on Uncle Deadpool!" Deadpool shouted while raising his hand to tear the air around him, but he was stunned on the spot as soon as a crack was opened.

In the direction Wolverine just pointed, two dark figures are emerging from the "sea". One of them looks like a female researcher wearing a lab coat, while the other is wearing the standard Green Lantern uniform with a clear face. It can be seen that the man looks confident.

"Hmph, even though it's a dummy, let me vent my anger for now." Deadpool was gearing up to approach him when he heard the female researcher make an indistinct voice.

"[You are...loving me...]"

call--

The next moment, a hurricane blew through, and the two pitch-black figures and the entire strange black and red world were cut into pieces.

"Hey! You actually stole someone's head!"

"snort."

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About an hour later, Murdoch and Erica showed up at the port warehouse.

"Hey? The throughput of Tokyo Port should be quite large, right? Why is this collapsed gantry crane left unattended?"

"...Who knows."