Chapter 241: Maka

Su Ming heard their conversation and almost knelt to the two big men.

The dc side is a little more serious, not as relaxed as here, but you guys are too relaxed too? Now that the battle is not over, and Deadpool is still working hard upstairs, have you studied the issue of beard maintenance?

Is it really good to run short in battle? How dangerous.

Su Ming walked quickly to the door, where Monak’s shield spell gleamed, and he approached the two of them and took off their helmets: "What kind of beard? Give me a try. I feel that the split of the beard has not been shiny recently. ......"

This wax really fragrant.

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Deadpool was bitten off a piece of meat by a shark man, but he took the opportunity to stab the katana into the opponent's eye socket and stirred it hard.

Blood and brains sprayed his face, he wiped his hood and kicked the opponent's corpse away.

These weirdos are basically shark heads, octopus heads, and starfish heads, but he chases after shark heads to kill.

In a daze, he could see a bubble on the opponent's head, in which the opponent's thoughts were written, and the small eyes of these shark heads were desperate: "Why kill us?"

The eyes of the other weirdos were ecstatic, and they played wildly beside Deadpool.

Why are you here?

Deadpool has forgotten a bit, but he just saw Sharkman upset. Isn't this reason enough?

"After I stuffed your head into your chrysanthemum, you went to **** to ask Mephisto, and can your skin be used as a belt or a handbag? Would you please raise your hand if you know?"

As Deadpool asked questions, he did not hesitate to chop off the strange people behind him, whose eyes were full of puzzlement when they died.

Didn’t it mean that only shark heads were killed? Why did you suddenly turn around and kill us? So cheap...

But there is no reason why Deadpool does things? In many cases it is just a whim.

While shooting and slashing, Wade was bloody, and when he chopped off all the people, he himself became tattered, like a ragdoll bitten by a wild dog.

"Bah, some little fish still want to eat Uncle Deadpool, do you know that I have been on the cover of Time Magazine?" Deadpool lifted his mask and spit out **** sputum, kicking the surrounding corpses with his feet: " Does Time Know? Only the most dazzling and coolest humans can be on the cover, which means I am very badass, and you are not as badass as I am, so you can only be deadass now."

After venting, Deadpool left these behind. He dragged the corpses over and piled them together and sat on them for a little rest.

After cutting so many people, my wrists are a little tired.

Deadpool sat on the pile of corpses, his buttocks were a bit slippery. He ignored this, turned his head to the side, took out a white mask and put it on, treating himself as a doctor, speaking to the ‘audience’.

"Many people know that athletes have joint problems, such as tennis elbow and ligament strains. In fact, we mercenaries also have similar problems. When you cut too many people at once, you may suffer from'cutting elbows'. After illness, your hands will be sore and itchy, and you will cut people involuntarily. When the illness is serious, you will cut yourself. Slade is the terminal patient of this disease...what? You said they Gone? How could they leave the lovely me and leave like this?...Fuck, it's really gone."

The white eyes on Deadpool's mask widened. He jumped up and climbed up to the railing on the side. He looked down at the first floor. Only the fragments of stumps were scattered everywhere. The blood seemed to be left on the wall by abstract style. Color blocks, and the other three disappeared.

"Could it be... to escape the order..."

There was hallucination in his brain, as if he saw his cousin poking his head out of a classic car to wave goodbye to him, and the trunk of the classic car was full of money, and the car left quickly, leaving behind Only the falling change and the barbell-like laughter of the death knell.

He jumped directly from the second floor, his knee was dislocated with a click, but he picked it up and ran out the door.

It was discovered that the three were squatting in the corridor outside the door in the dark, taking care of their beards with the light of a flashlight.

The corners of Deadpool's mouth twitched. He knew that he was not very serious sometimes, but just now he was the only one who was fighting for life and death. Those weird people came like a tide, and Deadpool was like a Coke bottle in the ocean. helpless.

Are you crazy? Playing with beard here? Is this time right? Is your team a mustache league?

He put away the katana, walked to a few people, and took a deep breath.

"Are there any skin care products? My skin has been decayed and lost its luster. I want baby-like suppleness and firmness..."

While talking, he also squatted down and pulled off the mask, revealing his old face like a chrysanthemum, with an embarrassing smile on his face like a minced pizza.

"Oh..." x3.

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Su Ming wiped the vomit off his beard with paper, and it was enough that such a disgusting face suddenly appeared out of the dark. Countless heroes would vomit when they saw the face of Deadpool, and it was indeed well-deserved at first sight today.

He buttoned his helmets and told Holloway and Monak to forget about today's incident, and both of them wiped their beards and nodded sadly.

"Cough, okay, let's move on. Just now there was such a big movement, the enemy next door also ran over partly, but there is not enough presence to be called an opponent." Su Ming has a finger on the floor sketching a simple map in the dust, He speculated that the next door should also be a workshop or laboratory of the same size.

After all, those inhuman corpses were sent there by the conveyor belt, and the power cut and firefight did not lead to the enemy.

Even if the three of them got together and obviously took a short run, the enemy still didn't make a move.

Is patience enough? Still not found? In short, the seduce tactics failed.

"Are those weirdos just now from Atlantis?" Holloway pointed upstairs. Of course, it was dark in the factory building, but other people knew what he was saying: "So are they on the conveyor belt? Are they not the same family?"

Su Ming quickly explained: "The undersea people are now in a split state, and the ones on the conveyor belt are more like...the failure of the mixed-blood undersea people experiment."

"Then what about the weird heads I just met?" Deadpool interjected ~www.NovelMTL.com~ He pointed to the uniform with tooth marks and holes on his body: "Is it an Atlantean x Some sea creatures, and then give birth to freaks? Oh my God, what did their ancestors do?"

Su Ming sighed. Wade thought about these things every day: "No, they are a kind of mutants. The undersea environment makes them produce x gene mutations in the direction of marine life. You see, they all look like sharks. But in fact, their genes are completely different. This is the theory of environmental evolution, not genetics."

"Uh... I didn't feel any difference, it can be hacked to death with a few knives." Deadpool touched his chin, tilted his head and recalled.

"So I said that I haven't encountered enough enemies to be called opponents. Their boss should still be behind, understand?" Su Ming stood up and erased the sketch on the ground with his boots.

"Uh, it seems to understand it, anyway, it's just to cut people and call it a day, right?"

Although the two items of breaking the door and swearing are missing, they are Deadpool's instincts, and Su Ming no longer needs to emphasize: "Yes, go ahead."

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