The Death Knell

A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened, and the professor's wheelchair slid in. The bald old man had the same gentle smile on his face.

Although Deadpool's values ​​​​are completely different from his own, he has to admit that Professor X is indeed a great man.

Regardless of whether he is a good guy or a bad guy, there is no need to delve into whether he is so honorable on the inside, but he has been leading the X-Men to do great things, and there is no way to deny this.

Wade raised his hand and said hello seriously: "Hey, nephew, you are here."

Charles was not angry, and still looked at Wade with a smile: "I did call your cousin uncle, but he is not you. Let's go our separate ways. Just call me professor."

Wade sighed. No matter where he went in this world, his cousin's shadow was everywhere. He felt like he was living in the middle of a big net, as if he had always been living in the shadow of darkness.

But it’s easier to do things if you have acquaintances, isn’t it?

So he quickly told Professor X about his difficulties in RAP-like language, and Charles listened patiently.

Even though the X-Men behind him all glared at Deadpool, after all, he had injured Logan before, the professor did not express his position, and they politely did not interrupt.

The professor kept nodding and asked a few questions from time to time, but when Wade finished telling the whole story and looked at him with longing eyes, he shook his head.

"Sorry, Wade, I can't help you."

The evening breeze blew up the curtains, and Wade felt a chill on his back, and the despair in his heart grew even more.

"Why? Professor? I just want to find my daughter, please!"

"It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I can't do it." The professor picked up his palm from the armrest of the wheelchair and pressed it a few times to signal the Deadpool to calm down: "The brainwave amplifier can indeed be used to find people, but generally What I am looking for is mutants. Through the characteristics of mutants’ beta brain waves that are different from those of ordinary people, I can find them in the vast sea of ​​people, just like picking out shells on the beach. But if I want to find ordinary people, it means that I have to read them Only with your own memory can you tell the difference between every grain of sand on the beach..."

"Then do this, professor, help me!" Wade fell in front of Charles and hugged his unconscious legs.

The professor closed his eyes and sighed slowly: "Sorry, Wade, I really can't do that. I can't invade the minds of innocent people for no reason and peek into their past memories. This is not moral. And if everyone Personal memories have to be observed, and it will take me a lot of time to screen New York, and we don’t even know which city your girlfriend and children are in. You said they can’t wait that long.”

Wade's small eyes looked at the red-haired woman standing behind the professor, and she nodded, indicating that it would be effective if she controlled the brainwave amplifier.

Even in terms of psychic abilities, she is not as powerful as Professor X without the blessing of the Dark Phoenix.

Deadpool was a little confused. He stood up blankly, took a few steps back, and sat back on the edge of the bed: "Then what should I do?"

He didn't know how he was going to find his daughter in the huge crowd. The professor was right, let alone which city they were in. What if the woman took the child back to her hometown in Africa?

Or is being black just a disguise for her, and her hometown is actually in the Orion Nebula? How to find this.

The professor's wheelchair slowly moved to the bedside, and Charles looked into his eyes gently: "I think, maybe you can seek help from a magician. There is a blood connection between you and your daughter. I know there are many kinds of magic. You can use this connection to find people across the universe.”

Wade blinked: "Do you still understand this? I thought you were a scientist or a philosopher, or a professor like those who sell washing powder in TV commercials."

Charles smiled and nodded very naturally: "Who calls the Master Supreme my uncle? By the way, his student Doctor Strange should be in the Holy of Holies in New York now."

"Uh... Is there a mage who is not Kama Taj? Introduce one? I'm afraid of being negotiated." Wade was a little entangled. It wasn't that he was unwilling to pay the price. The key was that he didn't want to fall into his cousin's trap twice in a row. In the dug hole.

If you are fooled continuously, doesn’t that mean you are weak?

Charles's wheelchair floated out again. He didn't expect that the beggars would be picky. Anyway, the advice had been given. It was up to Deadpool to listen or not.

Deadpool held his head and thought hard. He felt that he knew so many mages, and who among them was not Kama Taj?

The bad thing about brain cancer is that it always makes people forget things.

"Professor, it seems that I can't help you." The negative sonic girl Warhead walked in from the door after the teachers left. Although her tone was a bit gloating, she still sat next to Deadpool and patted his PP as a sign. comfort.

Then her hands were stained with blood, and she quickly wiped them on Wade with a look of disgust.

"Skin cancer is like this. Any part of my body can bleed anytime, anywhere. Does it feel smooth to the touch?"

Wade lay on the bed and continued to recall what wizards he knew.

"Let me introduce you to a friend." The negative sonic warhead girl kicked Deadpool's leg and pointed to the door: "This is my friend Liana. She is a mutant and a powerful magician. Just like the Scarlet Witch."

Of course Deadpool knows Scarlet Witch, but she has long been excluded from the list.

Wanda's teacher and nanny is Agatha, Agatha's teacher is Monaco, and Monaco is her cousin's follower... Although she is not Kama Taj's mage, this is the same as Kama Taj's mage. What's the difference between Taj's people?

Deadpool gave him a jab, jumped up from the bed, and immediately saw the blond girl standing at the door of the bedroom. Her blond hair was shining brightly, and there was a familiar feeling in her smile.

The feeling of darkness, Deadpool felt that the powerful pressure could give people a myocardial infarction.

Wade tilted his head and rolled his eyes a few more times: "I seem to have seen you somewhere?"

"Pfft, it's such a cliché to pick up a conversation, it's embarrassing." The negative-sonic boy turned away and took out his mobile phone to play with boredom: "I introduced you to friends to help, but you still want to pick up her, don't you want to save your daughter?"

Liana smiled and walked into the room, keeping some distance from Deadpool. After all, the smell was a bit unpleasant, even worse than her Limbo.

"You misunderstood him, Warhead, I did meet him, but it seems he has lost those memories again."

"Call me Negative Sonic Boy Warhead, not Negative Sonic, nor Warhead." Lessie protested, her eyes still on the screen of her phone.

I don’t know what she has to talk about now that she and Yukio are just one floor apart.

"Okay warhead." Liana nodded, replied with a smirk, and then turned her gaze to Deadpool: "I am Liana Rasputin, codenamed Mysterio, mutant magician, and sister of Colossus. ..."

Deadpool breathed a sigh of relief. Colossus' sister, so she might have seen her before.

Unexpectedly, before Liana finished speaking, she pulled out the Soul Sword from her chest, and the black and white sword gave off a strong light:

"I'm still the dimension lord of Hell's Edge. Some people call me the Supreme Mage of the Second Dimension. My teacher is Deathstroke. The teacher said you would come to the academy at this time. It seems right. Now I ask you... Do you want to negotiate terms?"

"Oh no!!!"

Wade grabbed the pony schoolbag on the bedside, smashed through the window glass of the room, and jumped from the third floor. He fell on the grass outside, staggered up, screamed and ran into the dark night, holding his head in his hands, looking so helpless.

He remembered where he had seen her. When he was dealing with the matter of the Immortal Palace and the Man in the Shadow a few days ago, she appeared with his cousin.

Damn it, why does this broken head keep forgetting things? !

It's my cousin again. Wherever he goes, his shadow is everywhere. He's going crazy!

Mysterio walked to the window with his big sword and watched quietly as Deadpool disappeared into the night, his eyes like looking at a stray homing pigeon.

The negative sonic boy Warhead's expression was a little strange. She looked at Mysterio as if she were a stranger.

"So you are a spy planted by Uncle Deathstroke in the academy?"

Mysterio put away the sword, turned around and looked at her with a smile: "You are right, but this is not something you should know."

"But now that I know, what are you going to do? Kill me?" The negative-sound boy Warhead chewed bubble gum and put away his mobile phone.

"We are friends, I will not hurt you. If I say it in front of you, I will naturally have a way to solve this problem."

Liana smiled and raised a hand, purple-black magic light shined in her hand, the negative sonic boy Warhead wanted to escape, but countless tentacles instantly poured out from all corners of the house, tying her up tightly.

"Liana..."

"Everything is forgotten!"

Mysterio had thrown out his magic, and the academy was not a place that could withstand delays.

The magic that modifies memory comes from a demon who is not a dimensional demon, the Upside Down in the DC world.

As for why today’s Mysterians do this, and why they can release this magic in the Marvel Universe, people who understand can naturally think of many questions...

It's a pity that the negative sonic boy's head was full of Yukio, and she wouldn't understand. She was hit directly by the magic, and then she fell into a daze.

When she came back to her senses, she saw that the house was in a mess, and the mysterious guest was standing not far away, lowering his head and crying in grievance.

"Liana, what's wrong with you?"

The girl who thought she was a man hugged her friend's shoulders with great concern. She felt herself dazed for a moment. How could it be like this?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"wow, Deadpool doesn't want my help, and he even scolds me. My brother said before that he wouldn't help him, so he took out his anger on me." Liana threw herself into the arms of the negative sonic boy Warhead, sobbing and said: "He still Smashing furniture everywhere and breaking things.”

Warhead's face darkened, yes, she remembered, that was indeed the case.

Wade is that beast! Stinky shit! @#@%*￥%!

"Let's go! Let's call someone. If we don't beat the shit out of Deadpool tomorrow, I'll count him clean!" Warhead kindly introduced friends to Wade to help, but ended up like this. Isn't this a slap in her face? ?

Can't stand it, absolutely can't stand it.

"Don't fight, the professor will be unhappy." Mysterio wiped the traces of tears on his face and took Warhead's hand: "Let's forget it. I'm really sorry, I couldn't help you with anything."

Seeing that Mysterio was so good and kind, Warhead felt even more regretful, and had already begun to arrange various 'packages' for Deadpool...