The Death Knell

"Hi, wife, sister-in-law, and brothers."

Deadpool didn't seem to think anything was wrong at all. He pulled his hand out of the death collar, waved it and greeted everyone loudly:

"I made money today! My cousin just gave me money again and asked me to come to Gotham to eat with Death. Originally I was going to eat at the Iceberg Restaurant, but unfortunately they are not open now, so we just went to Gotham on the street. Wandering around, I was going to find a snack bar. Oh, my God, guess what terrible thing I discovered while walking along the way? It will shock you to tell me that there is no Mexican burrito in such a big Gotham. Yes, it's like going to the toilet without toilet paper. No, it's not that there is no toilet paper, but all the toilet paper has a hole in the middle. Do you know what I mean? It's the kind of thing where you can make do, but you just make do. . By the way, I haven’t introduced you to you yet, this is the goddess of death, how should I say, she is my good friend.”

When talking about good friends, he avoided Xia Kaila's gaze with a guilty conscience and looked down at his shoes, as if he had just stepped on dog poop.

In fact, it was because he just had a brain short-circuit that he remembered that he was already married, his wife was in front of him, and his mistress was by his side. Even though he knew that Xia Kaila wouldn't mind, he still felt guilty.

Killers generally talk less, and Ghostface, who talks a lot of nonsense, wanted to communicate with Deadpool, but was pulled back by Miles.

Because Deadpool really talked too much, before anyone could say anything, he started chirping a lot in his rotten drake voice. It was so noisy that everyone had a headache. It would be even more endless if he started chatting with Ghost Face again. .

"Hello, hehe, I am Death." The goddess of death's face was glowing red at this time. There was no sign of being kidnapped before. She was very happy. She said hello to everyone, but her eyes were looking at Xia Kaela. With a crooked smile: "You are the Succubus Queen? You are so beautiful and your strength is not bad. Oops, I forgot to explain. I borrowed your husband for a while. Sister, won't you be angry? We really didn't do anything. , you won’t be jealous, right?”

While saying nothing and doing nothing, Death rubbed himself against Wade like a baby, even wrapping around his thighs.

Harley's mouth suddenly opened into an O-shape. She didn't know where to complain. After all, in her impression, the embodiment of the concept should be a very serious and powerful existence, but this death has a mouth. , the full smell of green tea reminded her of how the girls on the cheerleading team in college fought for their boyfriends.

This is too bitter. Does Little Bee really need to save this kind of woman?

Didn't I say before that she and the big purple guy were a couple? Why now

"Of course I don't mind, goddess." Xia Kaila is not a mortal. Even if she sees what happened between her husband and his ex-girlfriend, she doesn't mind at all. She even wants to get involved: "You are willing to be worthy of my sister, It’s still an honor for me.”

There is nothing wrong with her response. After all, it is all personal choice and outsiders are not qualified to judge.

But Death suddenly lost interest. She took her thigh off Deadpool's waist. The reason is also very simple, because some things are delicious only if you have to compete with others to eat them. If you enjoy them by yourself, the taste will be weakened. .

The goddess under the black robe completed her transformation in an instant. From the original charming beauty, she turned into a snow-white skeleton. Her jaw moved a few times:

"Okay, Xia Kaila, you are a better match for Wade than I thought, but now is not a good time for us to communicate in depth, and this is not a good place to talk."

It's not that Death is afraid of getting wet in the rain. The main reason is that the rain here smells like chemical waste, which is unpleasant and she doesn't like it.

"Hehe, you're right. Finding a place to eat is our first priority." Harley raised her hand to join the conversation. She looked at Death carefully: "It's better to go to the Iceberg Restaurant. Don't worry, I know where the employee entrance is. , and there is a secret casino underneath the restaurant, which is open 24 hours a day all year round, so there will definitely be food to eat, let’s go, Penguin will definitely give me this face.”

Harley is also a decent person, although her fighting ability is only average in Gotham, but where is this place? Crazy people have privileges here.

Many mentally ill people have received favors from Harley when they were being treated in Arkham, such as helping them figure out some things they couldn't figure out in the past, such as putting smiles on their faces again, such as helping them research more psychological tactics. methods of killing, etc.

Personal connections are also valuable in this city.

"Awesome, my sister-in-law is indeed a well-connected person in Gotham."

Wade smiled and showed his thumbs up. There was no Shura field. He breathed a sigh of relief:

"I never had much fun when I came to Gotham several times before. I just worked for my cousin and was kicked home after work. It was not considerate at all. Speaking of this, friends, I feel hungry. My cousin took out my intestines twice again tonight. All the good food I ate on the running table before going out was drained away before I could digest it. Alas! What a waste! I originally planned to put the 'liquid food' in my intestines I was feeding the cockroaches in the queue, but when I left, I was only thinking about asking Slade to pay the bill and forgot about it. Don’t you think environmentalists are going to kill me online?”

"Hehe, do you want to feed the cockroaches? It's really interesting, but there is always a chance. Eat first, eating is the most important thing." Harry was sure that Xia Kaila really didn't mind the existence of death, because at this time, the purple-skinned succubus Wang and Death were already chatting hand in hand. Although the topics were not nutritious, the tense green tea smell before had disappeared.

After the goddess of death became serious, she really looked like a god. She seemed to have a split personality. She was dignified and generous at this time.

Little Sugar Bean scratched her head. The long, slippery hair made her scalp feel a little itchy. She couldn't understand why a concept could be embodied with emotional expressions such as 'like' or 'hate'. Isn't that human nature?

But these have nothing to do with her. The task given to her by Little Bee is to act as a tour guide and accompany people around Gotham.

Now that there are two more people, it doesn't matter. Anyway, how can any tour guide dislike the fact that he has too many members?

"Okay, I feel relieved when you say that. We are all unfamiliar with this place. It's difficult to go out." Deadpool pretended to be serious and raised his head at a 45-degree angle to the sky, as if this way would prevent tears from falling. Come down, because then the crown will fall off: "Let's go, can I eat some lobsters? I heard the old guys said that the Penguin was fucked to death by the Laughing Bat before, and later it was thanks to my cousin's talent Resurrection, so we can freeload, right?”

Harley grabbed the two girls and led the way. When she heard Deadpool's words, she shook her head, shaking her wet twin tails with water droplets everywhere, and a classic smile appeared on her face:

"No need to bother, it doesn't matter how much we eat, it will be on Batman's account anyway."