The Death Knell

"Huh? I heard you seem to be calling me. Do you miss me, your charming cousin?"

Just before Su Ming's mouth landed on the fragrant barbecue, with a flash of light, Deadpool appeared with a gun in one hand and his teleportation belt in the other.

He seemed to be about to say something else, but he stopped when he saw everyone eating barbecue. On his neck under the uniform, his Adam's apple was clearly sliding for swallowing.

The smell of urine and rancidity began to spread in the small underground space, and it became stronger as Deadpool moved around.

Someone's cousin sighed, handed all the mutton skewers in his hand to Diana beside him, stood up, grabbed Deadpool who was leaning against the stove, and walked out the door.

"Have you done what I asked you to do?" When he came to the door, he lowered his voice and asked his little cousin.

Deadpool's eyes still seemed to be looking through the door at the two people eating inside: "Ah, it's done, it's easy to find Star Man. In fact, I think he is a good person, but it is a pity that he has a long head, which affects his role. Well, Slade, I want some barbecue."

"No, you don't want to." Su Ming reached into his pocket, took out a bunch of banknotes, and patted it in his hand a few times: "I will settle part of the commission for you first, and you can go back to Marvel to eat a roasted whole lamb or something."

The diamond-shaped white eyes on the red and black mask suddenly looked pitiful, and the corners of his mouth turned downward:

"But I want to eat your baked goods, Slade, or Su Ming, or handsome guy, no matter what your real name is, but you are my cousin and we are family. Haven't you noticed that we have never had the experience of dining together? ? On Thanksgiving or Christmas or something, you don’t even call me when you have a party at home.”

"Your brain has lost its memory again. If you think about it carefully, didn't we drink the coffee I brewed together in the desert on the way to release the apocalypse? We ate together so often that you forgot about it as a matter of course. .”

Su Ming kept making nonsense, saying that he would only want to eat with Deadpool if he was sick. If he had such leisure, he might as well find a way to enter the world of "Resident Evil" and watch zombies eating people. Anyway, the level of nausea was about the same.

Wade nodded hesitantly, remembering that everyone did drink the gruel-like coffee together back then.

As for the memory of eating together? That's gone at all. Sure enough, my brain cancer has become naughty again...

"Oh, that's it. I blamed you wrongly. I thought you disliked me, haha." Wade happily took the money, lifted a corner of his mask, and counted the money quickly with his saliva on his face: "What are you going to do next? manage?"

Su Ming looked away. He seemed to be studying the lighting principle on the ceiling in the corridor: "First, tell me how you found Star Man?"

A smile appeared on Deadpool's rotten and cracked mouth, and he put the money back into the small bag: "You're looking down on me, aren't you? I'm at the top of the mercenary world. How can I do intelligence analysis? Isn't it a piece of cake? It's known that Star Man is a The old hippie is an alien with no family or parents, and he suffered a major setback in the confrontation with you. He was also a member of the Justice Society, so..."

After saying this, he turned his palm to indicate that the answer was not obvious?

"Are you a Zaun mercenary? Star Man's parents are indeed dead long ago, but why do you feel uncomfortable saying these words from your mouth..." Su Ming shook his head and tried to reduce the number of breaths: " So you found him in a bar somewhere in New York?”

"Yes, the World Forger did send him to a safe place. However, Star Man himself has the ability to move. He simply cannot stay on an alien planet and has nowhere else to go." Wade leaned in with satisfaction. On the wall beside him, he whispered the progress of the mission to his cousin: "So I guessed that he would go to the most familiar place. As expected, this guy's behavior is too predictable."

"So you went to Battery Park, found the old antiques from the Justice Society, and asked them which bar was their favorite back then. Do you think Star Man would go there to drink away his sorrows, or fly some leaves?"

Su Ming already understood Wade's thinking. He had to say that if his cousin became normal, he would still be capable.

Deadpool put his hand into his pants behind him and scratched it, pulled out a bloody piece of dead skin and threw it on the ground, saying proudly:

"Hippies, love and peace, but there is no love and peace in DC, only darkness. So how to make the world full of love? The easiest way is to find a place to get some drugs and alcohol, and get yourself high, and the problem is solved . I targeted a few bars and went through them and found it, hippies just can’t live without weed, right?”

"Okay, you've been in good spirits recently." Su Ming patted Wade's head gently: "I've never seen your logic so clear before."

Wade suddenly stopped laughing, and his expression became serious: "That's because I discovered that I can also take the dark route. In DC, darkness is still acceptable. As long as you think about things and people in the worst possible way, everything will be fine." It’s all under control.”

He did turn dark, for as he spoke he took out a large piece of black cloth and threw it around him like a cloak.

"I praised you for being fat and you got out of breath. Okay, are you sure Star Man believes what you said?" Deathstroke crossed his arms and gently touched his beard.

Wade patted his chest, but accidentally shattered a cancerous lung. He vomited blood, but still smiled:

"Under the charm of my personality, he firmly believed that he now knew about the existence of Sepurk, and believed that Zhenglian was there and was preparing to run away. At the same time, he also accepted the 'Perpetua Special Kill' I gave him. plan'."

Su Ming didn't believe a word of Wade's words. He reached out and tugged on Wade's black cloth cloak and found that the lower edge was shaped like a wing with curvature and sharp angles...

"You pretended to be Batman while he was high, right?"

Wade looked away guiltily and whistled.

"I guess you told him that you are a Batman who was disfigured after experiencing a fire in a parallel world. Old antiques lack knowledge of parallel universes. They don't understand that there is no such Batman in the Incarnation of Justice, but they have the wisdom of Batman in the main world. His blind trust also spreads to other Batmans, and he just believes in the 'Bat Magic'."

Deathstroke saw through the truth, as always.

"Maybe I told him that I was Batman. Anyway, the real one doesn't mind taking the blame. This kind of thing has no impact, right?" Deadpool put away the black cloth, and the white eyes on the mask turned into a funny shape: "I remember someone saying that Batman is not a person, he's a symbol."

Su Ming nodded and patted his cousin on the back encouragingly: "Only you and I know this matter. Don't let anyone else know about it. The principle of mercenary confidentiality, understand?"

"Sure enough, you sent Star Chaser and the others to look for Star Man just to show off and pretend to be good people. In fact, you still want him to die. That's great. But I'm curious why you didn't kill him yourself?"

After Wade said the last question, he made a zipper motion on his mouth, indicating that he would not tell his cousin's secret...unless he couldn't help it.

"He did bad things with good intentions, but he had no choice because of his lack of ability. Besides, we already know that he is Luther's 'living reconnaissance plane', so he is still valuable, and I will give him a chance to prove that he is a hero." ..."

Su Ming took a puff of cigarette faintly. In the not-so-bright corridor, the smoke obscured his face.