The Death Knell

Chapter 5120 Conflict transfer

Deadpool is just crazy, he is not stupid, his mind is actually quite fast.

Since this is his amusement park, and the existence of the plot continuity gem, he said he would turn a chemical factory out of thin air, and that means he means what he says.

If the materials are not enough, then demolish a few amusement facilities. If the construction is not fast enough, then use the Flash.

So within about five seconds after the conversation ended, a modern cartoon-style chemical factory appeared at the end of the road, next to the stall where Fatty's balloons were pierced with darts.

It is larger than the ACE Chemical Plant in Gotham, and comparable to the shipyard built by my cousin on Mars. From the outside, you can see the towering large tanks and the oversized chimneys that continuously spit out thick smoke.

"Why is the chemical plant called this?" Barry wiped his sweat. He had just helped build half of the workshop and could take a break now.

When I looked up, I saw a line of words written in a spray paint can on the wall of the factory - 'Deadpool's Chocolate Factory'.

"Oh, this is as you can see, dear Twinkle." Wade threw away the spray paint in his hand, rubbed his palms, and smiled at everyone: "You spend more time hanging out with Slade. But he doesn’t have as much sense of humor as I do, so this is actually a joke, why don’t you let the joke king in the team explain it to you?”

The so-called joke king is Batman. He has been facing off against the Joker for many years and has heard countless jokes. He should be able to understand the point of the joke.

However, he had no sense of humor at all, so he couldn't tell any jokes. He just walked quickly to the door of the factory, pushed the door open, and disappeared behind the dark door.

"I understand!" Xiao Wu, who was being supported, raised his hand, with an indescribable expression on his face: "Because the human body itself is a very complex chemical factory, and its final product... happens to have a It looks like chocolate, but cannot be eaten..."

After saying that, the fat man shivered in disgust, as if he didn't understand how Deadpool came up with such a cold joke.

"Hey, you're good. I'm very optimistic about you, little fat boy. You have a very quick mind. And don't deny it. You actually like these vulgar jokes about shit and piss, right? Hehe, you little villain, I've seen through it. Bar?"

Touching his butt and wiping off the red paint on his uniform, Deadpool smiled crookedly, flicked his head, and said quickly without giving Billy a chance to refute:

"Okay, you guys go in and have a rest. Batman should have started working, and I should arrange some people to line up for injections."

After saying that, he put the fingers that he had just picked into his butt into his mouth and whistled loudly. This was like some kind of command. The little deadpools who were originally playing noisily in the amusement park suddenly showed their behavior. Military-like obedience surged toward the chemical plant.

Of course, the army mentioned here may be mercenaries.

"Damn it, you bastard, why are you asking me to do this? Didn't you see that I'm playing Tiger Shake?!" A little Deadpool cursed as he walked, and even took out his children's version of the Uzi pistol from his crotch. , firing wildly into the sky to vent his anger.

"That's right, fuck your mother!" The other little Deadpool also swore sweetly. He pulled out his pocket samurai sword and shouted with a 'Brother Wu Fei' look on his face, "You better get down to business." , otherwise, I will chop you to death!

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"Yes! Brothers, stand shoulder to shoulder, get rid of the main body, and we will become the main body!" This little Deadpool was even more ruthless. He took out a flamethrower from nowhere. It seemed that he planned to kill the other little Deadpools. Kill them together.

One Deadpool was okay, but now a street was full of Deadpools, each of them chattering and cursing, and everyone suddenly seemed to be in an endless hell.

Originally, Barry didn't want to go inside the chocolate factory because the joke was disgusting, but now he doesn't care so much.

The environment outside is even worse.

It would be okay if he was the only one, but now he was still carrying the sleeping Jie Yin. The old man had fainted from nausea not long ago, and this environment was not suitable for him to survive now.

So he and Black Wally helped the wounded into the factory to take shelter, leaving only Diana standing next to Death.

Facing countless little deadpools rushing towards him, Wade was not nervous. He just asked the woman next to him:

"Sister-in-law, why don't you go in and rest for a while, have some ice cream or something?"

Wonder Woman shook her head. She took off her sword and shield from her back and held it in her hand: "I will not leave my teammates alone. You think you want to kill you, so you don't feel anything?"

"Yes, I was thinking about what to eat after I go out." The bitch waved his hands, indicating that he didn't take these little deadpools seriously at all: "Besides, there are many people who want to kill me. After that, it depends on whether they have that ability. I am a man shrouded in death, how can I die so easily? Even if I die, it will only be because of my own handsomeness. "

Faced with such a narcissistic answer, before Diana could say anything, the army of little Deadpools had already arrived in front of her.

At this time, the large Deadpool took a few steps forward, raised his hands and shouted:

"There are so many of you! I surrender! Come on, kill me. Which one of you will come?"

Just this sentence made the little deadpools stop and become wary of each other.

Each of them wants to kill the main body and replace it, but there is only one main body, and their number is infinite. In this case, who will do it?

Whoever kills the main body may become a new master personality and be able to go to the material world to enjoy life and drink. For them, this is simply a good opportunity that cannot be exchanged for anything.

So they changed from comrades-in-arms to competitors, and some of the little Deadpools moved faster. For example, the one holding a shotgun was the first to fire, blowing the head off the other little Deadpool next to him.

However, the problem arises again. They are all deadpools, and they are all self-healing people. A headshot will not kill them, but is more like a fuse for chaos.

Deadpool himself was still standing there, hiding behind the shield that Diana stretched out, while the little Deadpools on the street started a crazy fight.

This one buttoned that one's eyeball, and that one stole this one's Tao'er. In a situation where it was difficult for everyone to die, this battle seemed to be just a bloody entertainment project.

Not only Diana thought so, but there was also a strong red-skinned man on the street corner not far away who obviously thought so too. The man with the curved head on his head was full of joy. He laughed as he watched the blood and minced meat flying everywhere. Mouth from ear to ear.

Deadpool, on the other hand, was not in a hurry. He pulled off the sleeves of his tights to reveal a My Little Pony cartoon electronic watch on his wrist. He pretended to look at the time and said to his sister-in-law:

"Are you really not going to eat ice cream? They should still be fighting for a while."

"Huh." Diana breathed a sigh of relief. She found that after transferring the conflict, Deadpool was now safe, so she nodded: "Then let's have one, uh, not chocolate flavored."

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