The Death Knell

Deadpool put on the dress he took out of his trouser pocket, the same white dress as Marilyn Monroe, and put it on over his uniform.

Then he adjusted the wig, sprayed himself with some perfume, painted bright red nail polish on the tips of each finger of his tactical gloves, and put on high-heeled sandals.

How to put it, it can only be said to be eye-catching. If a woman looked like Deadpool in reality, it would probably become a supernatural urban legend, right? For example, the ghost of a beautiful woman who was disfigured by cosmetics still lingers, a prostitute crawls out to take revenge after being fried in a frying pan, etc.

But Cable, as a future warrior in the 31st century and an old acquaintance of Deadpool, has spent countless Thanksgivings with Wade. They ate at the same table and ate while looking at Deadpool’s rotten face. You won’t vomit even if the curry is mushy.

His willpower is as strong as steel!

"Hey!" Wade moved his waist to make sure he could turn around flexibly, and then tried a cartwheel to make sure his wig wouldn't fall off: "I'm fine, oh, there's really nothing I can do about you, how big is it?" I'm a man, and I ask you to go out to find some electronic components and you have to be accompanied by Uncle Wade, so embarrassed, what's the difference between this and a little girl who doesn't dare to go to the toilet alone at night?"

He scratched his face with his hands and laughed at his old friend. It seemed that the brain cancer had made him forget the fear of being chased by the Origin Falcon.

Or maybe he realized something after talking to his cousin on the phone? who knows

"If you call yourself my uncle again, I will remove your hook." Cable checked his weapons angrily. He was carrying a huge high-tech rifle that used plasma energy: "Get ready. Once we get there, we'll set off, and I'll take the lead. If you are seen through, I will leave you and evacuate first, looking for an opportunity to report the death knell."

"That's right. I've just figured this out. My cousin will definitely protect me, so there's nothing to be afraid of." He said a famous saying that might make his head fall off, and Deadpool stepped on his high heels skillfully. When he walked out of the basement, he shook his butt hard and showed off his Mexican butt in front of the camera.

Whether Captain's American-style butt is better or Deadpool's Mexican monkey version is more cost-effective is a matter of opinion.

Cable quickly caught up a few steps and walked in front of Deadpool. He took a deep breath, opened the door and came to the street.

His half-human, half-machine look was a bit conspicuous, so he found a piece of cloth to cover himself, but despite this, many eyes still turned to him.

But these people's attention was quickly attracted by Deadpool behind Cable, the white chiffon skirt, the graceful figure, and the stench that spread instantly.

"vomit!"

"vomit!"

"Puff! Puff! Ouch!!!"

All passers-by who saw Deadpool began to vomit violently, as if something beautiful in their dreams had been destroyed, the meaning of life's existence was tainted, and the instinct of creatures to avoid filth was triggered.

Regardless of whether they were gentlemen or ladies, even though this was 19th-century England, everyone still vomited, and some even vomited so hard that they could only be described as squirting.

"Hmph! Look at how you have never seen the world, haven't you seen beautiful women?!"

Deadpool raised her chin slightly, raised her orchid fingers to accuse every pedestrian on the roadside, and spoke with a squeezing voice as if his balls had already left his body. It was a eunuch-like voice:

"If I take off my mask and let you see my beautiful face, will you still be so excited and nervous that you go into shock?"

This was a reasonable statement, and he seemed to really think that everyone was vomiting because they saw him nervous.

"No, don't kill people casually." Diansuo grabbed his arm, shook his head to prevent him from revealing his face, and pointed his finger at the sky covertly, his huge green eyes staring at the two of them.

With this feeling, Cable felt as if he and Wade were in a soda bottle, and a passing crow or eagle was putting its eyes to the mouth of the bottle to see how much water was inside.

"Yes, you are lucky, you stinky men, huh." Wade was hit by the brakes. He did not insist on going his own way. Instead, after walking down the steps, he glanced at the sky cautiously.

The entire sky was occupied by the huge green eyeballs, which were staring at him, but that was all. His makeup and camouflage skills really seemed to hide the Origin Falcon, and this was very reasonable.

Therefore, he considered whether the other person's eyes would be dry? She also danced while walking, so happy and carefree.

"Stop jumping now, where are we going?" Cable reminded Deadpool to get down to business, and he whispered: "If you want to repair the belt, you need electronic components, which are not available in this era, so I need raw materials to make those myself. element."

"You don't know the road?" Deadpool asked him instead. Seeing Cable's eyes that wanted to kill someone, he smiled awkwardly: "That's right, my cousin threw you here and didn't give you any information. , you really don’t know the road, that’s good, because I don’t know the road either, so we’re even.”

"Can this kind of thing be evened?! If we don't know the way, we are just headless flies. How can we do this?" The one-eyed man was speechless and choked. He didn't know what to do. Every time he acted with Deadpool, , I just felt that my mind was in a mess.

"That's because you don't play with my cousin often."

Deadpool smiled crookedly, and the flaming red lips on his lipsticked mask made a '√'. Then amidst the stench of vomit and excrement all over the street, he held Cable's shoulder with one hand and raised his other hand. Use one hand to take off your sandals.

High heels are great. The heels are like natural pointers. The lightweight sandals can be thrown very high, and the sound they make when they hit the ground is very crisp.

Plastic sandals, three pairs for one dollar, what else do you want to hear?

That's not an important thing. The key is to ask for directions by throwing a shoe. Wade believes that he has learned the eight successes from his cousin. He believes that he is also the chosen one favored by the world's consciousness.

Because I am the protagonist of the movie!

"Over there!" He picked up the sandals and put them on, pointing to the direction pointed by the high heels: "My cousin's throwing of shoes to ask for directions is a secret of our Wilson family. I let you see it today. Do you want to Keep it a secret, or I'm afraid I'll have to kill you, because only a dead person will shut up."

Deadpool was completely caught up in the drama, and he was actually a little serious when he spoke. This was such nonsense that he even believed it.

Metaphysics can be regarded as a method on the mysterious side. It is even more difficult to understand than magic, but it is indeed valuable.

"Does your family's secret skill also include foot odor?" Cable shook his head slowly, but still walked in the direction pointed out very honestly: "What kind of little black guy did you say Slade was last time? You said he was My feet are all black, is that true?”

Deadpool's attention was drawn away. He smiled, followed Cable and started to hurry up, saying:

"It must be true. My cousin is from DC. He is so dark, his whole body is completely black. In fact, I first thought his symbiote would be called Silky Chicken, hehe!"