The Death Knell

"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak!"

In the dark and small environment, you can't see your fingers. You can only hear the sound of the stirring of such moist things. A vague black figure is entrenched in the corner of the space, twitching and twisting. The rotten flesh and blood may not be seen. That's the best situation.

"Quiet, Wade, and don't make too much noise while fishing."

Another voice came from the darkness, but the person who made the voice could not be seen at all. But what was certain was that the person who spoke did not blame his companion, because there was still a little smile in his words.

"I'm imitating a mouse, Zhizhi, don't you think this is what a mouse should do when eating pickles? This restaurant is really good, although it looks like an ordinary family restaurant on the surface, with red cabbage soup and Leba If you don’t have enough food, you can get free refills. But there are white powder, heavy machine guns and flamethrowers hidden under the floor of the storage room. I like this style of being both civil and military.”

Deadpool stuffed two cucumbers in his mouth and spoke vaguely like a mammoth. The corners of his rotten mouth were still broken by food, and blood was growing under the half-lifted mask.

The owner of the shop was not in the shop at this time. He probably went out to purchase goods under the cover of darkness. It is indeed not easy to be in the catering industry.

"This is the style of Gotham. Do you love it?" Zorn Batman asked with a smile, but there was some disappointment and regret in his voice: "Actually, this city shouldn't be like this. Bruce has made many choices. There is excessive kindness and luck, and I am a more ideal version of him and should be able to do better than him."

"Oh, you mean, can you kill people? Man, let me tell you, in fact, I also wanted to be a gentle superhero at the beginning, like Spider-Man who does not kill people, but unfortunately, my living environment Too bad, I dropped out of elementary school and went to Uganda to serve as a young soldier, and I had a bad role model like my cousin at home. After all, I still couldn’t defeat the devil in my heart. He always told me that killing people is so exciting! It’s so damn fast to make money by killing people. Quack! Well, at least that’s what I thought until I found out that Nick Fury issued fake invoices.”

Deadpool winked in the direction where the bat probably was and let out an owl-like laugh.

"No, my friend who smells funny, Batman doesn't kill people, that's the bottom line that Bruce and I share."

Zorn also laughed. He made a smacking sound on his belly in the dark, tried to discuss with Deadpool, a mental patient, and came up with an idea:

"But he could definitely have someone else from the Justice League come to Gotham and try their hand at policing, and yeah, Superman and Diana definitely wouldn't fit the style here, but Arrow, he'd have no problem with that."

Although Oliver wears green and looks like he represents a youthful youth or an environmentalist, in fact he is no less dark than Batman.

Apart from anything else, even the Robins in the Bat Family are most likely no match for Green Arrow.

Living in the dark city of Star City, Oliver has a tragic past, a tangled current situation, a lot of money that he doesn't know where to spend, and an ex-wife who is as playful as Catwoman.

These combined are sufficient conditions to drive people crazy. Compared to Batman, Green Arrow seems to lack just one person to make him successful.

"Well, how should I put it, I don't think he can do it."

Deadpool swallowed a piece of pickled cucumber in his mouth and made a rumbling sound in his throat. A small bulge could be seen sliding across his neck:

"He doesn't have your anger, your hatred, your cocky ass, and your handsome face. To be honest, the face you and Bruce share is really nice. If I were a gay, I would have jumped on you by now. ”

As an archer, Green Arrow has strong melee combat capabilities, but he takes the dexterity route, and his muscle level is at the level of an ordinary athlete. You know, Batman looks about as strong as Superman.

Looks? Batman has the physical fitness of the human limit, and also has the handsome appearance of the human limit; Oliver is also a bit inferior in this aspect, his mustache is a bit old, and there is too little flesh on his cheeks. Compared with him, young women I prefer the Hal one.

Now this world is a world based on looks, and Deadpool can feel this deeply.

"Haha, thank you for the compliment." Zorn touched his cheek in the dark, especially the soft touch of his butt and chin like a cat's pad: "But be prepared now, my brother's eyes have been linked to Batwoman Kate’s yacht computer has detected the flow of hell’s magic, and Doomsday Blues is most likely coming here.”

"Wait a minute, I heard from the audience that your brother's eye system was cracked by a Mexican hacker before?" Deadpool threw the two half-eaten pickles on the ground and pulled out his two swords.

He hasn't hacked DC's magician yet. He doesn't know how effective carbon nanosteel is, but he still has to be careful about hackers when using a computer, just like you must wear a mask when going out to play.

"What do you think I did in the Batcave before?" Batman's voice faded away, and he seemed to be walking behind Deadpool: "I have fixed the loopholes before I went to the street to find you."

"So that's it. You're so awesome. If my computer breaks down next time, I'll ask you to fix it." Deadpool pulled down his mask and scratched his butt: "You said we'd catch it soon As for Doomsday Blues, how about first soaking him upside down in a barrel? How about a bet on how much he can drink?"

Deadpool showed a crooked smile like an urban war god, and came up with a good idea, which was to drown the drunkard in a barrel. If you think about it carefully, it seems to be a kind of Maupassant-style irony.

The artistic sense and depth of thinking of the story are immediately strengthened. Now the film should be a hit, rated NC17, and win an Oscar, right?

You will also gain a lot of popularity and become super! class! powerful!

However, Batman didn't respond. He disappeared silently, as if he had never appeared here before and everything was just Deadpool's hallucination.

"Batman? Bah! Bat?"

Deadpool still wanted to chat with him, making teasing sounds like calling a stray dog, but obviously, neither the previous Batman nor the current Zorro replica liked to say goodbye before leaving.

"I knew this would happen, old guys, but this is good news. Let me test how crazy this Batman is and whether it is possible to transform into the Laughing Bat."

Deadpool suddenly lowered his voice and whispered into the air next to him like a thief:

"My conclusion is that it is impossible for him to turn into a maniac, because compared to the guy with a white face and rotten teeth, Zorn's character is more like my cousin. Have you guys noticed? Both of them wear clothes. Those who don’t wear underwear in uniform, well, it’s really unhygienic when I think about it.”

As he spoke, he pulled out a piece of dead skin with rotten flesh from his buttocks, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then threw it away after making sure that the police dog would not track it.

After doing this, two suspicious pink spots floated on his masked face, which seemed to be both shy and comfortable.