The Death Knell

"well......"

The depressed Deadpool walked alone on his way home, the moonlight off the center of the sky stretching his shadow long on the street.

He kicked an empty can in boredom with his toes, and the little thing made a series of noises on the street late at night.

The interview failed, and the Avengers had no intention of hiring him. Today, Deadpool can only go home empty-handed.

In fact, it’s not completely empty-handed.

Yes, the Nick Fury robot he got didn’t sell for much at all, because the machine’s head was bitten off by the venom and it was completely out of danger. Coulson said that either Wade would take it back as a souvenir, or the three of them would Ten dollars to sell as scrap to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Although it was a little less, thirty was still money. At that time, his attention was focused on the plan to divide the troops into three groups to apply for the reunion, and he didn't care about this small amount of money at all.

However, he lost the election.

No matter it was Steve, Bucky, or Tony, who seemed the most unreliable, they were unwilling to take Deadpool to play with them. They even kicked him out of the Stark Tower as if they saw trash. .

Deadpool never expected this, and he was so confident beforehand that he asked Duponde to drive away first.

Originally, he wanted to call the Indian back through a taxi app, but after finding the thirty yuan in his pocket, he decided to save a little and steal a bicycle or unicycle from the roadside to ride home.

As a result, while walking, his brain, which was rotten by brain cancer, forgot about this incident, and he simply walked home.

"Sang'ofubichi! Wandering SB! Are you not letting anyone sleep? Are you kicking NM in the head in the middle of the night?!"

The window on the roadside suddenly opened, and a fat woman with a perm on her head stretched out her upper body from upstairs, raised her middle finger from a distance, and sprayed rancid acid at Wade.

"well......"

Without looking back, Deadpool fired a bunch of .45 bullets around the window. When the bricks flew, the woman was so frightened that she immediately shrank back and let out a scream that was louder than the sound of kicking a can.

But this can't make Deadpool happy. After all, he is not the dark pervert of his cousin. He likes to see others fear or fall into dug pits. He prefers money.

"Old fellows, what do you think my cousin is doing now?"

He put the pistol back into his underwear and pressed it on his buttocks.

"..."

"Oh, in Asgard? I wonder who he will think of when he is alone." Deadpool didn't know where he got the answer. He raised his head and looked at the moon, clicked on his MP3, and followed The music hummed: "Does he want to find someone to accompany him...Hi, Bat."

"Deadpool."

The black figure with pointed ears stood in the dark alley, and his long cloak stretched from his shoulders to the ground like a curtain. Deadpool passed him by...

"!!!"

After walking more than ten steps, Wade was suddenly stunned for a moment, his head facing the non-existent camera, and the white eyes on the mask blinked:

"Wait, am I dazzled? Has darkness invaded? Warner Bros. and Disney are collaborating? I actually saw people who shouldn't exist. I'll go back and take another look."

After saying that, he slid back with an MJ-like moonwalk, rubbing his eyes while sliding.

He was right, Batman was still there, with only the blue armored goggles glowing faintly in the darkness, waiting for Deadpool to return.

"you......"

Deadpool stretched out a trembling hand and pointed at the Dark Knight. His voice also rose a lot, as if someone had strangled his throat.

Then the next second he suddenly knelt down on the ground, hugged Batman's thigh, and instantly cut the song, and the BGM accompanying the act was replaced by "Father":

"Financial father! Hehe!"

How did Batman get here? Deadpool doesn't care. What's Batman going to do? Deadpool doesn't matter.

He only knows that Bruce Wayne is rich, always rich, maybe richer than Tony Stark, and even his cousin made his first pot of gold from bats in DC.

Fortunately it was Batman, otherwise if it had been someone else from Zhenglian, they would have vomited if Deadpool hugged him like this.

But Bruce's willpower was as strong as steel. Not only did he not retching or show similar symptoms, on the contrary, he also took the initiative to reach out and pick up the gummy bitch:

"Take me to Deathstroke."

"Although I know where my cousin is, it's so late today, can you do it tomorrow?" Deadpool blinked and said it very reluctantly, but he made the 'Brother Kong Fang' gesture with both hands, and then smiled mischievously. Keep rubbing your fingers.

"Five hundred dollars."

Although Batman is rich, he is not taken advantage of. Deadpool is worth the price.

Deadpool took a deep breath and was about to say something when the phone suddenly rang.

After picking it up, I heard my cousin's dark tone: "Come here and do me a favor. The adjutant sent you an algorithmic equation of dynamic coordinates. Enter it into your belt."

"How do you know...it was you who arranged it? Cable came to me and gave me the belt. Everything I experienced tonight was all arranged by you!" Wade looked like a portrait by Edvard Munch. He covered his face with both hands, and opened his eyes and mouth to the limit: "Darkness, too dark! I am your cousin, do you still have humanity? Is there any law on this earth?"

"One hundred thousand, if you talk nonsense again, your money will be deducted."

Deathstroke's tone was very calm, but there was also a loud sound of weapons clashing from the other side.

"Roger!" Deadpool stood at attention and saluted, then put away the phone and began to pull the teleportation belt he got from Cable. He also explained to Batman: "My brother called me, but the situation must have been bad before he remembered it. Me, so you better not come with me, the 'dark character' thing here at Marvel won't work, you will die."

"..." Batman was noncommittal, just looking at him with his arms crossed.

"Don't look at me like that. The only one who can make me happy is my girlfriend, so even if you stare at me with salty eyes, it still won't work. Let's go."

After saying that, he waved his little hand to say goodbye to the superhero, then raised his hand high, then straightened it like a wooden stick and lowered it to his belt, intending to look as handsome as the Armored Knight in his transformation...

But the movement was too big. Just as the teleportation light flashed, Batman suddenly rushed over and lay on his back.

There was a flash of blue light, and the alley became quiet again.

The next second, the two of them were facing a sea of ​​​​fire, and above the sea of ​​flames, there was Deathstroke holding a night sword, wrestling with a giant holding a flaming sword, and his body seemed to be made of magma.

"Oh, it seems to be Ragnaros. Who lied to me just now that my cousin was in Asgard? This is clearly the elemental world of fire." Deadpool calmly looked at the air to one side and smacked his mouth: " Sure enough, it is the world that is wrong, the multi-dimensional invasion has already begun, but I just want to know how to go in the world of Witch Blade? Hehe, suck it up..."

"Bang!" A bullet flying from a distance hit Wade's head on the spot, and then the sound of the death knell came: "Turn off your MP3!"