The Death Knell

Like a football defender kicking away Deadpool, the negative-sonic boy Warhead pulled the collar of his windbreaker coolly, sat back in his chair, picked up his phone and continued chatting with Yukio.

Yukio is currently at Xavier Academy, baking little gingerbread men and posting photos.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Warhead still took the time to ask Su Ming, and sent a bunch of cute expressions to Yukio.

"Uncle?" Su Ming's mouth twitched.

Warhead raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, then lowered his head: "You are the elder of Professor , you obviously look so young."

"No, how do you usually call Wade?" Su Ming dragged over a chair and sat across from Warhead.

The girl was chewing bubble gum, looking at her phone in a trance, and said absently: "Trash, used vomit bags, bitch, stinky shit, bad pp, etc. Anyway, he will agree to whatever I ask, it depends on my mood."

Su Ming smiled, and it felt much better with the comparison: "It seems that you and Wade get along very well."

Warhead shrugged nonchalantly, picked up his cell phone and sent a string of "Mo Mo Mo", then casually put the phone on the table: "It's not bad, although you can't make a penny here, but you can avoid the professor and... The nagging from the teachers is nice and you can eat unlimited junk food.”

"Charles shouldn't be such an old-fashioned person. Lesbianness shouldn't be a problem at Xavier College." Su Ming didn't understand what Charles had to nag about. Warhead's combat effectiveness is very strong, and he has practical combat capabilities and a straightforward personality. This is perfect. warrior.

"I'm a man." Warhead looked at Deathstroke very calmly, with no expression on his face.

Su Ming looked at her chest, then at her neck, and then stood up and looked at the width of her hip bones: "No, you are a woman."

"Men, just like you." Warnhead crossed his arms and blew another bubble: "I am male and I like women, which is normal, but professors and teachers keep saying that I am a woman, which is very annoying."

Su Ming didn't want to argue about other people's personal issues. As long as she was useful, it didn't matter what her illness was: "Well, as long as you're happy."

Warhead touched his hair: "Okay, uncle, what's the matter with you? If nothing happens, I'll get off work before Wade comes back. The Xavier College Christmas party is about to start."

"Wade took an order to kill Santa Claus, did you know that?" Su Ming took out a cigarette and gave her one too, watching her light it up with her fingers, looking very comfortable.

"I know, to be fair, even though Santa Claus is a triple identity of Christianity, Nordic mythology, and a mutant, he will definitely be disgusted to death by Deadpool." The warhead skillfully blew out a puff of green smoke, and the cold wind from outside the hole blew it away Break up.

Su Ming nodded. Warhead's intelligence capabilities were also good and she was well-informed. From a certain perspective, it was a good idea for Wade to choose her as his secretary.

"So Wade asked me for help. We planned to find a good boy, lurk under the chimney of the good boy's house, and capture him alive when Santa Claus comes to deliver gifts."

"Oh? Aren't you going to kill him? That guy took a deposit." Warnhead replied nonchalantly. She had already started to pack her things. There was a pink gift box behind her, which seemed to be a gift for Yukio.

Su Ming nodded and handed Warhead another bottle of wine: "Wade plans to betray him and kill those naughty children for Santa Claus in order to negotiate terms with the old man."

The negative sonic boy Warhead was not polite at all. He took the bottle and drank it, but it was not for nothing. He spoke in a much more polite manner: "So, big brother, what are your plans? You're not just messing around with stinky shit, are you?"

"I'm on vacation, so I'll just take a look." That's what Su Ming really thought. Of course, it would also be good to see what gifts Santa Claus has.

Warhead sat sideways on the table, holding his motorcycle helmet and gift box, and put the wine bottle into the inner pocket of his coat: "I don't know what Deadpool plans to do, but it doesn't matter if I can't make it through Christmas. Remember to remind him to give I’ll just pay you the salary.”

"Then do you know any good kids? The kind with the best Virgin Mary in the world is the best." Su Ming asked.

"Spider-Man." Warhead gave the answer directly, holding the gift box and walking towards the door: "He is the biggest Virgin White Lotus. Sometimes when I watch the news, he refuses to kill those damn people, which makes my fingers itch. "

"He is an adult, not a child." Su Ming glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall, shook his head and told Warhead to think of another one.

"Then you come with me to Xavier College and let the professor use a brainwave amplifier to directly help you locate Santa Claus." Warhead gave another idea and she had already opened the door.

Su Ming stood up, smiled, shook his head, and winked at her: "But that wouldn't be fun, would it? Do you know why rich people drive helicopters and bring hounds with them when hunting?"

The negative sonic boy Warhead showed a playful smile: "Darkness, just like the dried avocado usually says, you are so dark."

But she likes it.

Deathstroke is much cooler than Deadpool, and he's also generous. The cigarettes and alcohol he sells are all good stuff.

"Let's go, you go accompany your girlfriend, and I'll look for Wade's body." Su Ming closed the door of the office and didn't need to lock it. There was nothing valuable inside, so he just left the office door. I don’t know how many phones he has. “What else has Wade told you about me?”

Warhead put on his helmet, raised his middle finger to say hello to Jimmy in the shop outside, and left in a hurry: "He said that you have always coveted his beauty, and he would go out of his way to protect himself every time he saw you. of chrysanthemums.”

"Huh...what else?" Su Ming took out the God Killer and turned it into a sewer unblocker. After thinking about it, he changed it into a hand drill.

"He also said that you are Grandet of the new century. You are extremely rich, but you don't give him money to spend, leaving him struggling on the death line of hunger." Warhead betrayed Wade without hesitation. He couldn't die anyway. .

Or an electric drill, the kind of long drill used for mining. Su Ming pinched his chin: "What else?"

"He also said..."

Perhaps because he was drunk, Warhead seemed very talkative, repeating almost all the bad things Wade usually said behind his back.

A few minutes later, Su Ming followed the trajectory and found Deadpool, who was wriggling like a caterpillar on the street. Because the landing was too hard, his bones were broken and he could only move slowly like a boneless worm.

And just as he was thinking about it, cursing the negative sonic boy warhead, the light of the God Killer illuminated the dark alley, and also illuminated his little eyes.

"Cousin? Woohoo, you're finally here. I just fell into the sewer and had a hard time getting out. I was covered in flies. Come and help me."

"Oh? Hahaha..." The golden light suddenly surged, and the red one eye traced a long trajectory in the dark alley.

People in the nearby streets only heard a scream in the darkness that was not in keeping with the festive atmosphere.

"Ya Zhudie!"