The Death Knell

Deadpool and Spider-Man came back together, and just as Su Ming expected, Santa Claus hid the reindeer and his wife together.

After Peter broke up with Iron Man and spent a long time to find them on the edge of the "wild land" of Antarctica, he happened to see Deadpool and Granny Santa having reunited, and the reindeer were eating grass not far away.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Peter thinks there's something wrong with the way Grandma Santa looks at Deadpool... Could it be the legendary shyness?

Peter retched and almost spit out his dinner. Although he had seen Deadpool do many disgusting things, this one was too much.

He had never imagined what it would be like for an old woman in her 70s or 80s to look at Deadpool with affectionate eyes, but now he saw it.

Deadpool made a long swing, and the two of them were sitting and swinging together, looking at each other affectionately from time to time. Barbell-like laughter echoed around them, and Peter felt like his retinas and eardrums were about to burn through.

But fortunately, Wade was just waiting for him so he was passing the time here. As for betraying his lust to bring Mother Christmas back, that was just business.

So after meeting Spider-Man, the three of them took the reindeer sleigh back to the North Pole.

But Peter was on pins and needles along the way, because Granny Santa looked at him with resentment in her eyes, as if she was blaming him for disturbing her and Deadpool's world.

After getting off the sleigh, even during these short steps, the old woman would hug Deadpool's arm and be very close to him.

As always, Spider-Man was ignored.

"Xiao Li, do you think I'm a good boy?" Deadpool seemed not to notice anything, letting the old woman hold his arm, lowering his head and asking gently.

Mother-in-law Santa Claus blushed a little, and her wrinkled face wavered: "Okay, that's good."

"Then can I receive a satisfactory Christmas gift?" Deadpool asked again, putting his arm around Grandma's shoulders and pushing open the door of the Christmas cabin.

"I'll give you whatever you want." Grandma Santa replied yearningly. Her whole body seemed to be floating in the air, her steps were light and graceful, and she completely ignored the environment she was in.

"vomit....."

Not far behind him, Peter saw the sweet interaction between the two and couldn't help but roll his eyes and stick out his tongue. He finally discovered that his willpower was not as strong as he thought.

Not to mention the two people in the room, Su Ming took a deep breath and used willpower to suppress the nausea.

The little saint, on the other hand, dropped the bag in his hand, and his head felt a little green, like the mistletoe hanging on the wall.

"You...what have you done?" He stretched out his finger and asked Wade in a trembling voice, with an expression on his face as if he was constipated.

After hearing his words, Grandma Santa came back to her senses. She let go of Deadpool's arm like an electric shock and covered her face with her apron: "No, we didn't do anything. We just praised him as a good boy."

Santa Claus turned his attention to Spider-Man, and Peter nodded helplessly. Fortunately, he moved quickly enough. If he had arrived later, something would have happened.

Seeing that Peter, an honest boy, confirmed his wife's words, the little saint breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You guys are back just in time. The old lady is here to help me dig out the gifts from the cellar. After tidying up, it's time to go to work."

Grandma Santa and Santa Claus walked toward the kitchen. She turned her head secretly, showed a toothless smile, and made a phone call gesture towards Deadpool with her hand.

Deadpool raised one hand and opened and closed his fingers a few times like a duck opening its mouth. When he saw the two of them walking into the cellar, he relaxed. He sat on the armrest of the sofa and bent down to pick up a bottle of wine and drink it.

"It's terrible. I don't look forward to Christmas at all now, but Grandma Santa promised me a satisfactory gift. Do you think she can kill me?"

He asked his cousin with some concern. What he liked was a beautiful woman, and the old lady was not within the guarding range. However, Granny Christmas was too proactive. For the sake of business, he could only reluctantly sacrifice his broad shoulders.

Peter looked at Deadpool with dead fish eyes: "Thank you, I have no interest in Christmas now. Fairy tales are all lies."

Wade didn't seem to notice Peter's sarcasm at all. He just waved his hand: "You're welcome. The relationship between us cannot be described in words. I have another good idea. Isn't that guy from the tin can pestering your aunt? ? You go back and introduce Grandma Santa to him, so we will all be at peace."

Peter's eyes lit up, but he soon fell into a dilemma. Would this be too dark?

Two villains seemed to emerge from the bottom of my heart and started fighting fiercely, and the balance beneath their feet was also shaking.

Su Ming clapped his hands and signaled the two of them to focus on the task: "I just wiped out a group of vampires, and now things are like this..."

He introduced his guesses and judgments to the two of them in concise words in a short period of time, and then assigned them new tasks respectively, asking them to do things and think about problems on the way.

"What about you? Cousin, you're sleeping here while we go to work? Also, why are you playing with your God Killer?" Deadpool pointed out what Deathstroke was doing and put it on his cousin's legs. The white-gold weapon is now fixed on the appearance of a drum-type corn thresher.

"Why are you asking? Go get it done. When you come back after you finish it, I'll give you a Christmas gift, just the kind you want. You know." Su Ming winked at Wade.

"Is it a check for millions of dollars? Wait, the equivalent value in gold is also fine." Deadpool immediately began to fantasize.

Su Ming stabbed him with a weapon: "Go and do things quickly. If things go wrong, you will never get anything from me again."

Deadpool lifted up his mask and spit on the ground, showing a confident smile: "Don't worry, my good cousin, a few vampires are as easy to deal with as cockroaches in the toilet, I will poop on them Xiang then presses the flush button, and you sit back and wait for the good news. By the way, Peter, check the satellite phone quickly, don't let my money slip away."

Seeing Peter being dragged out of the hut, Su Ming put away the God Killer, walked to the back of the house, and placed the fel engine obtained from Azeroth on the ground.

The large and heavy equipment pressed down a large area of ​​snow, but at this time it was still in the state of being removed, and green evil light continued to spurt out from the surrounding fractures.

Su Ming circled the machine twice, sometimes lying on it, sometimes squatting down, and inspecting it carefully.

Because I don’t have any knowledge about this kind of thing in my brain, I have to figure everything out. The information that I can know so far is that the evil energy engine is driven by the soul. It is still running now. It must be because there is an energy supply, that is, There are soul stones in the machine.

It doesn't matter whether it is internal combustion or other methods. Su Ming just wants to try the effect of the soul stone on his little cousin.

Wade wants to die, wants to play with death, maybe the soul stone can fulfill his wish.

Find someone to help extract his soul, store it in the soul stone, and then give the soul stone to Death. This is a method Su Ming came up with to keep Wade in a half-dead state so that he can meet Death.

Of course, there is no chance of doing anything else. The most we can do is chat and have fun.

And Su Ming is not without benefits. He can use this to observe the guinea pig, which will make it easier to research the evil engine in the future. If the evil engine can really drive the development of the aerospace industry, then Su Ming and the devils of hell need to discuss the conditions. .

Su Ming can use two people who are best at extracting souls. One is the Black Queen Selene. Her black magic specializes in souls.

The other is Hela, the goddess of the underworld. She only needs to touch a living person to drag out the soul of others through the divine power given by the World Tree.

Both of them can do it, there is no need to follow the path of devil's deal, and Su Ming is sure that he can restrain them decades later.

After thinking about it, Su Ming decided to go to Hela. On the one hand, he wanted to extract the soul of his little cousin. On the other hand, there were other things to ask about, such as the movements in Asgard and her relatives. What are you busy with?

While thinking about it, Su Ming reached deep into the evil engine, and a lot of the strange green liquid was squeezed out. Even through the armor, he could feel a burning sensation in his soul.

Not on a physical level, but just a weird feeling, like the one he'd felt inside the Eclipse.

But this was not the place for careful study. Su Ming reached out to avoid the still-running transmission structure and carefully groped around several openings in the engine. Finally, he picked out a purple ball, which looked like a very dim pearl. .

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When Wade was motivated, he could basically do whatever he wanted to do. It took about a little more than half an hour, and before Santa Claus could set off to deliver gifts, he and Spider-Man were already back.

Deadpool was in tatters, even a knife was broken, and both guns were lost, but looking at his lewd smile, you knew he had won.

Peter, on the other hand, looked pale and felt nauseous. He was speechless even when he saw the death knell. He didn't know what kind of stimulation he had experienced.

Although vampires are not considered human beings, and Wade has no reason to stop Spider-Man from killing the vampire, the process is so disgusting that it cannot be described.

"It's done. I chopped off all their heads and brought them to the sun to dry. Then I collected the black ash with a vacuum cleaner and flushed it into the toilet. Where is my gift?"

Deadpool didn't care how dirty and smelly he was, and just sat on the armrest of the sofa, leaving a dark red stain. It was unclear whose blood it was.

Su Ming had no intention of teasing him. He took out the items from his pocket and showed him the purple soul stone. This soul stone was very big, almost the same as a basketball. This gave Su Ming a sense of déjà vu. It seems that something similar has been found on the living ghost ship...

"What is this? Could it be that the Christmas gift my cousin gave me was... a dragon ball? But how can I use it if there is only one? I can't see how many stars there are!"

Wade picked up the soul stone and looked at the firelight of the fireplace, but he couldn't figure out how to use it.

Su Ming took back the soul stone, shook his head, and shouted into the room: "Have you seen the purple dragon ball? Little Saint, you will leave early and go to his house with Spider-Man. His aunt's Christmas wish is to meet him." meet you."

"Okay, Master Supreme." Santa Claus replied very smoothly: "You can ride back to New York in my sleigh."

Peter smiled bitterly. A few hours ago, he, like other children, was full of beautiful visions of Santa Claus, but now, he was not sure whether it was a good thing to let such a bad old man go to his house.

Although the dressed-up Santa Claus is no different from the fairy tale image, he is chubby, wearing a pointed hat and crescent-shaped glasses, the white beard on his face cannot hide his smile, and the big bulging pockets behind his back are full of candies and gifts.

But Spider-Man always felt that something had changed, that he had lost something precious, and for the first time he deeply felt the darkness of the adult world.