The Death Knell

Su Ming also breathed a sigh of relief and stood aside, taking off his helmet and lighting a cigarette. The strong wind made this move difficult, but he really needed to calm down.

The sound of wind whizzed past the edge of the cloak, and Su Ming knew that everything was over. Although the process seemed easy, the previous arrangements and calculations were not missing at all.

In fact, Su Ming was only 50% sure at most about using this method to deal with Dark Phoenix.

It is also because Diansuo usually has a serious and serious personality, and a sudden contrast can produce this effect. If this method is used next time, it may not be successful.

After this time, Dark Phoenix's laughter has definitely improved a lot.

The little naughty man bent down and patted Qin's back to help her stop laughing.

"Jin, are you okay?"

"Haha, hiccup... Look at Cable's expression, it's so funny." Qin still kept laughing, and she was hiccupping.

"I know, I saw it." Little Naughty said helplessly. Now is not the time to talk about this: "First of all, you have to calm down. Cable is fine. We are all fine. You have to stay calm."

"Okay, I understand...huh...haha..." Qin tried her best to calm down her breathing, but every time she saw Diansuo looking at the sky in a daze, she would... Just can't help but laugh.

She couldn't help but look at it.

Su Ming looked at the woman helplessly. Now that the matter was over, if she really fainted from laughing, Phoenix would take the opportunity to come back if something went wrong.

"Cloak, land."

Cloak has long since stopped wanting to do this job. Carrying so many people fleeing for their lives, all of whom are not mages, is simply a lifelong shame...

It dived towards the sea, and then floated on the water like a bamboo raft, drifting with the current.

It needs to clean itself. These people are vomiting on it, cutting people, and doing aerobics. Human society is too complicated.

"Okay everyone, everything is over. Kang in this timeline was killed, and Apocalypse was sealed again..." Su Ming tidied his hair with a cigarette between his fingers: "By the way, Qin, please let him go." Where is it?"

"I...haha...forgot, that was what Phoenix did, I...haha, I can't remember."

Su Ming pinched the bridge of his nose: "Okay, thank you for your help. It's time for you to go home. This is 1942 after all."

"Wow, cousin, is it so realistic? Are you going to drive us away after you're done?" Wade jumped up, and he finally stapled himself.

Of course, otherwise we would leave them here to eat? He's had enough of Deadpool's bad mouth, and now he wants to take a vacation and relax.

"Shut up. Come back to New York with me later. I'll pay you and Cable's employment fees, and you can go back to the future to spend money." Su Ming slapped Wade on the head, and several staples flew out: "Yes. Speaking of fun things, there will be more in the future, right?"

Wade tilted his head and thought for a while, that's indeed the case. What fun is there in war years?

"Okay, Slade, do you want to come with us?"

"No, I have other things to do." Su Ming threw the cigarette butt into the sea and put on his mask: "Cloak, Kama Taj."

Every time Su Ming's vehicle is red, this seems to be a fate.

The cloak soared into the air again, flying wetly to Kama Taj with a splash of water, and slipped back to the New York Temple from there with ease.

The New York Temple has appointed a new Archmage. Casillas just stood in a corner with an expressionless face. He didn't know what he had experienced. He seemed to be more hungry for power now.

Su Ming didn't care about this guy's mental journey, he would be of use in the future.

After making the cloak smaller, Su Ming said hello to the new Archmage, and took the cable with them to the car parked at the street corner.

Su Ming left Holloway in Cairo, not to let him wait for him, but to wait for the person he was supposed to meet.

.............................

Holloway was squatting outside the door of the Governor's Palace in Cairo. This was the place where Deathstroke had agreed to meet him. A few days had passed. He came here in the morning and went to the hotel in the evening just like going to work.

Doing nothing every day, eating figs and dates like a local, watching camels and donkey carts going back and forth on the streets.

He was thinking about whether something had happened to Deathstroke, but he quickly put aside this idea. According to his understanding of Deathstroke, he would not die even if everyone else died.

"Ah...it seems they have forgotten me. Do you want me to go back to the United States by myself?" Holloway was full of resentment. The current situation in North Africa is a mess.

"Avenging angel? Right?"

At this time, a voice sounded beside him, and the doctor's heart tightened and he immediately became alert.

The first thing he saw was a shield with a white five-pointed star on it.

"Don't be nervous, I'm Captain America Steve Rogers. Nice to see you again." Steve smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Holloway's hand: "The surgery you performed on me in Paris... .Uh, I’m impressed.”

"How did you recognize me?" Holloway is not wearing a uniform now, just wearing a white shirt, like an ordinary person.

"Beard, your beard is very distinctive." Steve let go and pointed at Holloway's mouth with a smile: "When you performed the operation on me, I was not in a coma, but the physical loss was too severe. , but I still heard and saw something."

"Like a beard?" Holloway covered his mouth. He was thinking about shaving off his beard in the future, but his beard was his life!

"For example, there may still be rags in my belly that haven't been taken out. For example, if you were working with Deathstroke and his gang."

Steve shrugged. He recovered after returning to England and chased him all the way. When he heard that Captain America had appeared in Alexandria and Cairo, he knew that Deathstroke was using his identity again.

I'm tired, I hope I didn't do anything bad.

The doctor frowned: "Sorry, I'm not familiar with Deathstroke at all. I'm just a doctor."

"I know, Deathstroke is a legendary demon in New York. No one knows his true identity, and I wouldn't be surprised if you don't know."

Steve didn't think about the issue of secret identity at all, and just missed the opportunity to learn Su Ming's identity.

"Then what are you doing with me? Deathstroke could come back at any time."

"He may not be able to come back in a short time. All routes in North Africa are now blocked. We are all the same, trapped here." Steve said his purpose of coming, his expression was very natural, there was no trace of it. Embarrassing: "Deathstroke's actions gave me a hint. It is a very good idea to form a superhero team to gather people with extraordinary powers to fight against the Nazis."

"Um?"

"Yes, that's it. I set up a small team, Team Marvel." Steve introduced his team members to Holloway with a smile: "Jim, the Torchbearer, is willing to go to the battlefield to learn. And this Namor, the Lord of the Sea, wants to settle a score with Mustache."

The corner of Holloway's mouth twitched slightly. This Namor is now covered with needle holes, all from his handiwork. And why is Namor's legs pigeon-toed? It wasn't like this the last time I saw him. He seemed to be clamping something hard?

Although he felt awkward, Holloway still shook hands with the two of them politely.

"Nice to meet you."

Namor's voice was a little strange, as if he had a hernia, and the torchbearer was even more stupid.

Steve was obviously aware of Holloway's disapproval, but he was still full of hope, hoping that the tactics he learned from Deathstroke could stop this war.

"We are missing a doctor now, the Avenging Angel, join our Marvel team, let's go together to overthrow the mustache dictatorship!"

Steve showed eight white teeth, and his smile looked like the one on the promotional poster. Holloway thought for a while, and he was idle anyway.

Deathstroke told him about the U-Devil and that he was a very strong enemy. Then he could use the power of this team to defeat this enemy and prove that he was also a hero.

"Of course, Captain, it's my pleasure."

Holloway held Steve's hand. The amazing people in history, after a series of changes, actually gathered in the magical city of Cairo.

History has turned a new page.