The Death Knell

Although his smell is funny, Deadpool never fights alone, he is not alone.

At least from his perspective, there were many barrages floating in front of him, densely telling him the ins and outs of the matter.

Of course, there are also a lot of fun people mixed in, making up all kinds of nonsense, and some even say that this Superman is Amo pretending to be and let Deadpool use excrement to hit him.

At the same time, because of the interaction, it is natural to look at the barrage and thank you for the gift.

“Thank you Wilson for the skyscraper Superman, thank you Superman.”

"Thank you for the treasure map, Xiaodu Chang. Thank you, Chang. Haha, your nickname is quite weird. I'll find you later and let's compare."

"Thank you, Pi Yanzi, for the big plane. Thank you, Pi Yanzi... No, brother, even a pervert like me thinks your online nickname is a bit perverted. Can you change it later?"

"..."

There was a burst of thanks and a burst of silence. Amidst the roar of cannons, Wade was immersed in the virtual world as if it had nothing to do with him.

A few minutes later.

"So that's it. I probably understand that Harley made progress smoothly and corrected the timeline, so the disappeared Superman reappeared. And then according to the inertia of the story, it was defaulted that the three giants would be together in the big event, right?"

Audience veterans spoke enthusiastically. Although Deadpool's mind was sick, he was not stupid. He quickly synthesized various credible barrages and spelled out the truth of the matter.

It's just that although he understood it, his behavior of talking to himself looked like he was having an illness in the eyes of others.

Talking to oneself is a typical manifestation of delusional disorder. Patients will feel that someone is communicating with them. If it develops seriously, they may also experience visual hallucinations, that is, non-existent people appear in the field of vision.

There are many common causes of this disease, including organic lesions, such as brain cancer; it may also be caused by excessive mental stress, resulting in hallucinations; and it may also be improper medication, such as eating red umbrellas and white umbrellas. , auditory hallucinations may also occur.

But no matter what it is, talking to yourself often is not a good sign.

Although the enthusiastic Barry was still retching, he still looked at Deadpool with worried eyes. This was concern for his companions. The Flash always cared about his teammates in the team.

"Well, it's a good thing that Superman is back, although you should actually go back to the Hall of Justice to take charge of the overall situation." Deadpool finally finished receiving the information and returned to reality. He scratched his butt again: "You all After leaving, Ron really couldn’t maintain the Justice Society with him.”

"I believe he can. Ron has fought alongside us countless times. He is very smart and has enough strength. I don't know what you saw, but a momentary mistake does not mean that he will always be wrong. I believe that when we leave He can take care of things at home."

Superman didn't hesitate at all. When Deadpool complained about Martian Manhunter, he believed in his teammates unconditionally.

how to say? A bit blind, but really touching.

"But he's afraid of fire." Deadpool would not be moved at all, he just wanted to complain.

"Everyone has weaknesses, and Ron is no exception, but you don't have to doubt his loyalty to his friends. I believe in him, just like he believes in all of us."

Superman, whose mind has been filled with positive energy, replied, and a circle of light seemed to appear behind him.

"But he is afraid of fire." Wade insisted on this point, because flames are too common in nature, and Ron was so easily targeted, he should even retire as soon as possible.

"That's just a psychological problem. The Martian's body does not have a weakness for fire. He will get better. He just lacks an opportunity." Superman obviously wants to support Martian Manhunter to the end. Anyway, there are filth floating in the sky now. He really doesn't want to Know what you can do.

Flying into the sky to fight Amo? It wouldn't matter if there were just excrement and human body debris in the sky, but that weird green mist that would cause mushrooms to grow on people's bodies if it got even a little bit was obviously not a good thing.

Clark was very confident, but for something that looked like magic, he also knew how much magic resistance he had, so it was best not to touch it.

It's better to wait with everyone, waiting for the enemy to have nowhere to go and land on its own initiative.

The shameless Deadpool took out a lighter from his trouser pocket, lit a cigarette for himself like a cousin, and continued to let the cannon speed up the firing:

"But he is still afraid of fire. Just like this, as long as I have a cigarette in my mouth, he can only avoid me. Fortunately, what he needs to face this time is a group of headless living corpses. They There’s no way to smoke anymore.”

"Okay, Wade, don't argue with Superman. It's not a big problem at the Hall of Justice. Didn't the adjutant say it before? The Titans team is also there. Nightwing will definitely help Ron. They don't fight alone. They are a team. Powerful enough to deal with those living corpses.”

When Diana saw Deadpool teasing Superman again, as if testing whether Clark would become angry, she took the initiative to interrupt.

But despite what she said, Diana was obviously different from Superman. She actually looked down on the abilities of Martians. After all, a grown man was afraid of fire. Even if it was for a good reason, he had not changed it after so many years. Is your willpower too weak?

Even though the green-skinned alien is actually the chairman of Zhenglian in name only...

"Don't worry, Diana, we are not quarreling, we are just communicating." Superman smiled again and waved his hand, indicating that Diana did not need to take this matter to heart. Everyone has the freedom to express their wishes, and communication is about mutual understanding. necessary steps.

I didn't know much about Deadpool before, I only knew that he was Deathstroke's cousin from another world. Now that it was rare to act together, it was a good thing to chat so much.

"Okay, but don't waste time chatting with Deadpool. He talks too much and can't finish it."

Wonder Woman pointed with her thumb at the old man lying not far behind her. At this time, the old man Flash was frowning in pain, obviously not sleeping peacefully:

"Take a look at Jay Yin again. Barry said he has an old injury. Then you can use your super vision to see if it's a bone problem."

"Well, let's go." Superman patted Deadpool on the back again, smiled at him and nodded, then turned and left.

At this time, Wade was holding a new loudspeaker in his hand, with a hopeless expression on his face. He spread his hands towards the two teenagers on the side:

"I knew it would be like this. Superman is so good. Being set off by him makes me feel like a villain. Alas, this world is too dark. Why is there light? If everyone Black, then no one will be dwarfed by him..."