The Death Knell

Anyway, Wade's mission was half completed. After throwing the totem over, he found a place to squat down and fiddled with the strange plants around him. He waited for his cousin to finish chatting with the blue man and then conquered it himself. The person was taken out and sent away.

On the other side, the communication had been received, but Su Ming was not in a hurry to speak. He just looked at Conqueror Kang's face in silence.

Conqueror Kang naturally didn't have anything to say. He was still worried, so there was inevitably a vigilant look on his face.

After looking at each other like this for a few seconds, Su Ming said: "Long time no see, Kang, I'm not here to add insult to injury. I really sent my cousin to save you. You calm down and think about it. If I want to kill you now, There’s no need to go through all the trouble of acting.”

This is a fact. Kang the Conqueror himself has no fighting power. He relies entirely on his mind and his high-tech equipment.

I don't know why he is in such a miserable condition. The armor on his body has become like a beggar's uniform. Obviously, those high technologies cannot be used. This is when Kang is at his weakest.

Needless to say, even if he was in his prime, he was still no match for Deathstroke today.

"What you said makes sense, but why?" Kang gradually calmed down when facing Deathstroke. He would not admit that it was Deadpool's body odor that made him upset before: "Why do you want to help me?"

"When I first came to Earth, I wanted to make money. Didn't you give me that money?" Su Ming laughed, shook his head, and gave the prepared excuse: "Just think that I am today. Pay that money back.”

"I don't believe you." Kang's face scrunched up, making his nostrils look larger.

"I'm not saying you have to believe it, you can believe it selectively and critically."

Su Ming raised his hand and touched his one-eyed eyepatch, and it still felt the same as before:

"I need to deal with a very troublesome enemy now. If I die accidentally, no one will know that you are trapped at the bottom of the quantum dimension. If you don't take the opportunity to leave there now, then once I die next If you fail in the battle, you will most likely be buried with me after eating those wild vegetables. Is this what you want?"

"Hmph, it's a joke. The person who can defeat you must be me. I don't believe you will lose to others."

The expression on Conqueror Kang's face was very strange, and his blue skin briefly turned purple. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence:

"I'll follow Deadpool out right now. Don't let me lose to some unknown person. I'll settle the score with you when I'm ready."

"Ah, yes, yes." Seeing that the blue man was willing to obey the arrangement, Su Ming knew that he would still have toys to play with in the future. He nodded with satisfaction and deliberately changed the subject: "But can you tell me? You Why are you trapped in the quantum realm? Is this some kind of performance art?”

As I said before, there are many types of health, such as good old man health, destroyer health, teenager health, depression health, etc.

Among the Kangs in these different parallel worlds at different points in time, there is indeed an artist Kang. He is a person who likes performance art. Ordinary people cannot understand his art, so he is also called a mentally ill Kang.

"Hey, is there anything you don't understand?"

Mentioning his experiment, even though the experiment failed, Ke Kang still became angry. He put his hands behind his back and began to talk:

"I invented a new space-time machine and discovered the relationship between the quantum realm and the flow of time. If my experiment succeeds, I can defeat and absorb all other Kangs and become the only Kang. Then I will gain The power and knowledge of all of them become extremely powerful, so that they can defeat you!"

Su Ming was very pleased to hear his speech. Only in a veteran like Kang could he feel the simple atmosphere of the past.

At that time when shocking events occurred, people liked to wear masks to play their roles, and it was an unwritten rule that no one should lie during the performance.

For example, when a superhero and a super villain confront each other, and the hero asks the other party what evil plan he has thought of this time, the villain will laugh and explain his plan clearly, trying to make the hero fully understand the mystery.

After understanding it, the hero will sensibly praise, "Ah, what an evil plan, I have to stop you here."

Then we started to take action. Everyone won or lost based on their abilities. In the end, the results came out and they accepted the bet and accepted defeat.

But I don’t know when it started, maybe after the establishment of SHIELD? The new generation of masked people have begun to lose their martial ethics. Super villains like to lie, and superheroes have also begun to deceive people. It is difficult for both parties to truly have honest communication.

Su Ming is now talking to Kang Yi, and he also understands what he misses. It turns out that it is this simple feeling. Kang is already a villain with a relatively good brain, but he is still so simple. It makes me cry just thinking about it. .

Well, Deathstroke has no tears at all. Even his blood has been replaced by colorful liquid energy, but this still means that he is very moved.

"Ah, what an evil plan. After you go out and I defeat my opponent today, I will definitely stop you, no matter where you are."

This speech did not make Kang the Conqueror feel anything. On the contrary, Darth Mouse, who was not far away from Deathstroke, raised his head and glanced at him with a strange expression. He seemed to think that such lines were a bit too young and should not be allowed. It takes a dark person like Deathstroke to speak out.

"Haha, hahahaha~~~" The blue man didn't think so much. He just let out a three-stage laugh, and then strode towards Deadpool: "When I'm ready, I will definitely come to find you. , when the time comes, I will make you regret the decision you made today."

Kang has already made a decision. He wants to go out. Whether he believes in Deathstroke is indeed a question, but putting this issue aside for now, the Deadpool in front of him is also the closest to him and the most realistic way to escape.

Kang also knew the abilities of this red and black bitch, and the improvement of that belt was partly due to his other self.

"You haven't gone out yet." Deadpool reminded him in a low voice, rolling his eyes speechlessly: "I think you said this line too early. It would be better to say it after you go out. You should be more polite now."

Wade felt that Kang was mentally ill, not just for a day or two. Otherwise, what kind of masochist would take the initiative to cause trouble for his cousin again and again?

He dies every time, and when he dies, a peer comes again, and he dies again.

Aren't you tired of it?

"It doesn't matter, I'm your cousin's old rival. He's not the kind of person who cares about words, nor is he afraid of challenges." Kang covered his nose with one hand and put his other hand on Deadpool's shoulder, signaling the bitch to teleport. At the same time, he said in a sullen voice: "Since he has already thought about saving me, he won't regret it because of such a trivial matter."