The Death Knell

The rotting female orangutan is wearing a black leather jacket, which doesn’t look good at all.

Most people will be worried when facing zombies, because if there is no chance of killing them in one hit, there is a risk of infection if they are scratched by the zombies.

Jessica Jones thinks so too.

In the past, this girl who had no energy to do anything and always said that "living is boring", "boring" and "boring", at the critical moment of life and death, she burst out with a strong desire to survive.

To put it simply, he was trying his best to escape in the ruins without giving another ape-man version a chance to come into contact with him.

She didn't want to wrestle with the gorilla at all. Although she had good fighting skills, the difference in strength was very obvious at first glance. Her arm was thicker than her waist. This was not a matter of joint skills.

Her eyes, which always seemed to be unable to wake up, were widened, and she was breathing heavily in her nostrils. However, the evil wind came from behind, so she did not dare to stop at all, so she resumed her life with the girl who had been knocked away by the shock wave. The running ape-man circled.

So, Su Ming asked Strangler to immobilize the treasure ape, and then threw a shotgun to Miss Jones.

She was really much crisper than Miles. As soon as she got the gun, she immediately loaded it skillfully, put the muzzle of the gun on the female orangutan's head and fired repeatedly, until the head and neck of the female gorilla were broken into pieces, and then she stopped. .

There was no sign of any discomfort, and after she killed the ape-man, she cutely gave the death knell a thumbs up with her little hand.

Very good, let's level up like this. After 1610 Iron Man takes care of the iron ape and installs the planet bomb, everyone can evacuate.

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Beyond the Multiverse, in Sepurk.

At this time, the relationship between fate and destiny has become so big that the edge cannot be seen. The people coming and going here are probably counted in units of one hundred thousand, and except for the people who have just been rescued, everyone is a superhero wearing tights.

However, some of them were looking sad at this time, attending a simple funeral next to the pillar area where the master weaver was.

Not long ago, Captain America, who called on everyone to try to prevent the Earth from colliding, died at the mouth of a zombie during the operation. His friends didn't even take back any piece of his flesh. Now only half of his broken face is back here. shield.

The Falcon, who came from an unknown world, burst into tears, fell to his knees, held the shield in both hands and cried: "Captain! We failed you! After all, we still couldn't stop the collision of the earth!"

Just like what he said, they had been fighting against the zombie army while looking for a way to prevent the two earths from colliding, and they did not give up even at the last second.

If the adjutant hadn't evacuated them urgently, I'm afraid these warm-hearted heroes would have died.

Another thing that made them uncomfortable was that they focused all their energy on fighting the zombies and preventing the integration, and did not rescue a few civilians at all.

During the time they wasted, other teams often went back and forth between fates several times, and the rescued people could circle the earth several times if they held hands.

Therefore, the pain of this team now is not only due to the sacrifice of the captain, but also the fact that the captain's choice was wrong, which caused their faith to collapse.

But at this time, the kind-hearted adjutant lady appeared. Although she looked like a cold doll girl, she had a mother-like compassion. She put her small porcelain white hands on the falcon's head and touched it:

"Don't cry, brave Sam Wilson, because while you are crying, thousands of worlds are being destroyed. The time you waste will only make more people suffer misfortune. That Captain America is a hero, don't let it happen again." He's disappointed."

How should I put it? Maybe AI really can’t comfort people. This is too realistic and cruel.

However, Falcon is from the military after all. His willpower is not bad, and his understanding is no problem. He can recognize reality and is not an idealist like Captain America.

He was stunned for a moment, then stood up with the help of Sergeant Bucky, and put the half shield on his arm:

"I understand that we should save people now. This is not the time for me to cry like a girl. I will inherit the captain's legacy and take a more realistic path."

The adjutant retracted his little hand, nodded with the data flowing in his eyes, and said with a gentle smile: "It would be great if you can figure it out. So, do your team want to take action now, or take a rest? I have food and food here. Water, and cigarettes and cigars.”

"No, let's leave now." Falcon turned around and looked around at his teammates. Although they were all in a panic, everyone's eyes were full of determination, which gave him great support: "Let's leave now. Go save more people, thank you, Miss Adjutant."

"Have a nice trip." The adjutant just nodded and immediately teleported them away.

She is still busy. Tens of thousands of teams are waiting for her arrangements, so how can she put so much thought into acting.

Looking at the teleportation light that lit up from time to time in the hall, and listening to people's cries and gasps of joy, she was very happy, because the Sheriff saved many humans again this time, and everyone will be good friends in the future.

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"Dark, too dark."

In New York on Earth 40k, Deadpool is drinking with Captain America in the Big Bird Bar. The white eyes on his mask reveal a horrifying look:

"I just threw the envelope into the toilet through the sewer, and Fury actually suspected that I would touch his black butt? Our earth is too cruel and dark, right? Where is the necessary trust between people?"

"I also want to ask this question...so I can't answer you."

Steve lowered his head and drank silently, because the perception skills he had honed through life and death on the battlefield reminded him that there were many malicious eyes in the bar falling on his American-style butt.

Vaguely, through the chaotic dynamic music, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of others swallowing saliva.

Those who made these sounds were all strong men dressed strangely.

Each of them has a greasy smile. Whenever the captain looks at them, these guys will show intoxicated expressions, touch their chests covered with heart-protecting hair with their hands, or turn around and twist their huge dicks at Steve. butt......

They are not enemies, and Steve cannot teach them a lesson. He has realized that he has been tricked by Natasha. This is not a serious bar at all, but a gathering place for gays.

No wonder the store name is so strange.

Deadpool's mask was lifted halfway, he drank the wine in the glass, rubbed his thighs with his palms, and sighed:

"Okay, from now on I will only send e-cards, is that okay? Really, let's go, don't you want to see Xia Kaela? I will take you to meet her, but she has a bad temper, so don't worry about it. Also, if she wants to sleep with you, I’m going to watch.”

"Watch your language. Your idea is too perverted. I won't do that." Steve's expression was very disgusting.

"Okay, it's your loss. By the way, I know I'm a pervert. All my friends in the audience say so. Captain, do you like me like this?" Deadpool blinked quickly, looking cute.

The captain also emptied his glass, tugged on his leather jacket, took out a dollar bill from his pocket and pressed it under the glass, and was about to speak.

As a result, he turned around and saw two women, Peggy and Sharon, standing not far behind him.

The eyes were full of disbelief and disappointment. In short, they were very strange.

Steve's pupils were shaking, he opened his mouth, and looked at Deadpool beside him who was holding his arm for some reason:

"Ladies, I think I can explain."