Chapter 247: Deadpool's approach

A week later...

The doctor and the wizard came in with a flashlight from outside the door, and handed the sandwich to Deadpool. Holloway touched his mustache and asked Deadpool.

"Are they still fighting?"

The body of Deadpool's original body has long become minced meat between the two, and the two are still flying around in the factory, everything around has become powdery, this week has passed, not only the ground of the factory After dropping tens of meters, even the surrounding walls and equipment no longer exist.

In countless beatings, these things first turned into fragments and then turned into powder.

Deadpool is like rickets. He leaned against the wall and ate a sandwich, and said vaguely: "Still fighting, they are all self-healing people. The battle is really fierce... What? Chickpea sauce? I remember as if I was allergic to this, but if my skin is itchy, it just scratches and it can pass the time."

Things are just like what he said, Su Ming and Panic showed no signs of becoming weak, Panic was because of the transformation of Apocalypse, and Su Ming was because of X metal power.

At this time, Su Ming's bloodthirsty desire was high, coupled with the urging of the symbiote, he just wanted to surprise Mr. Fright.

He still maintains basic sanity, but how long he can last is still unknown.

But even if the fighting position between the two of them has become a big pit, and both of them will go to the underground world, he will never stop before he surrenders in horror.

At first, he thought that the shock might not last long. After all, he was just a scientist, and his willpower would not be as strong as a super soldier.

However, he somewhat underestimated the perseverance of horror. This guy kept getting injured and healed himself constantly. He kept fighting back against Su Ming, just not surrendering.

Su Ming just spent time with him. I have X metal and can't cure you. Just wait and see.

After they played for half an hour that day, Monarch knew that the matter was endless, so he took Holaway to find the Namor parts stored in the laboratory.

That is a left hand.

It was cut from the body by magic and soaked in a pot of green solution. It was a masterpiece of the **** warlock.

He sent the severed hand to Kama Taj for preservation, which was the safest place. Even if the warlocks tracked down its location, no one dared to grab something under Gu Yi's eyelids.

Then they watched the battle between the two for another three hours.

There is nothing to say, it's just like a rogue playing style, I stabbed you, you hit me, back and forth as if there is never an end.

After asking Su Ming's opinion, Su Ming asked them to leave first, to rest on the ground, or to track down the whereabouts of other Namor components. They are not needed here anyway.

So the mage and the doctor retrieved the tattered body of Deadpool on the battlefield and put him together again, but Wade said that he would not leave. He wanted to watch the battle below to witness this'historical moment', and the victory or defeat It could happen at any time, so he was unwilling to leave.

"You know, just like you go to a football game, goals can happen at any time, can you go to the bathroom? Once you leave, you are likely to miss the first chance to witness the classic."

This is what he said, but neither the doctor nor the mage knew what it was classic.

The fighting process of the two undead can only be said to be unremarkable, the blood is sprinkled casually, the meat is thrown casually, and then it is infinitely self-healing, and the mental power will often defend against the attack of the dagger.

The two jumped wildly in the underground space like bouncy balls, so fast that they were almost invisible...

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Now Deadpool’s old uniform was thrown in the corner, and he changed into the silk nightgown Monak found for him, as if he were on a sofa at home, lying in the ruins by the wall, drinking a strong drink. , While eating all kinds of things the two brought.

"Why don't I help you?" Deadpool slapped his mouth, as if yawning: "Even WWE doesn't have such a long game."

"If you can get closer, of course it's good." Su Ming slammed the frightened head with his head again, and the frightened head was immediately regained with the power of thinking. The two flew out again and hit the wall.

"Ah, it's not like I haven't done anything these days, I already have a way."

"...Is there a way you didn't say it earlier? Are you sick?!" Su Ming stubbornly resisted the motivation, the symbiote withstand the impact, and firmly locked the two together.

Deadpool froze for a moment: "Yes, it's cancer, but the disease didn't knock me down, but made me stronger."

Mr. Fright immediately turned his head and gave Deadpool a beam, but he was turned away by Deadpool. The death knell's attack was not the most painful, but the clown's mouth made him worse off this week.

At first, this guy imitated the Spaniards to explain the football game, and then imitated the Mexican band to sound the two people, and then he changed hundreds of tricks, no one cared him, and he could talk 24 hours a day... ...

It was a nightmare.

These were the seven most painful days of the life of horror. He wanted to kill Deadpool right now, but the death knell entangled him tightly.

Su Ming controlled the symbiote and twisted his horrified head back, and the two of them soared into the sky again, hitting the roof, again a dusty area.

Fortunately, the horror didn't intend to expose the secrets of the underground to everyone's eyes, and didn't use much force to move up, so Nian Motive took them back to the ground again, making the pit deeper and the ground cracking.

Because flying is the effect of mind power, then of course Su Ming landed first, and his back fell directly to the ground, and this made him churn with blood and anger, and the symbiote became liquid and pierced into the eyes of horrified ears. , Let him scream again and again.

"If you have a plan, do it quickly. When do you want to watch the show?"

Deadpool shrugged and cut his nostrils through the mask with his fingers: "I'm not from this era, and the mage doesn't know much about things on the black market. Naturally, I have to prepare these days, right? Doctor? Oh, and Cousin, I spent a lot of money this time, all from your company."

The doctor nodded tiredly. Fortunately, Gin worked decisively. After hearing that the boss needed money, he set aside funds and manpower without any doubt. These things were not easy to get in the war years.

He was not idle for the next week, and he had no time to take care of his beard.

"We bought raw materials and equipment and shipped them by air from the United States. These days I have synthesized a lot of chloropicrin, which is trinitrochloromethane... and some phosgene... now I feel bad..."

Holloway said in a low voice that he didn't want to use his knowledge in this area, but as Deadpool said, it wouldn't be dead, and this method can solve the opponent the fastest.

Deadpool patted Holloway's shoulder grinningly, and laughed slyly and said, "Isn't it just synthesizing some chemical poisons? You have to know that your technology can make a lot of money. After a few decades, big The beards and the black uncles are willing to spend a lot of money on your products. Have you ever thought about changing careers and becoming a "Breaking Bad"?"

Hearing that Su Ming understood Deadpool's plan, he didn't have as many worries as Holloway, and now the enemy and I are in a confined space, and Mr. Fright doesn't have a gas mask. Isn't it a doctor's talent that doesn't need gas?

Su Ming grabbed the frightened neck, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com shook his head like a sand hammer: "What are you waiting for? Use it!"

Poisonous gas warfare, a good choice, is likely to be the last straw to crush the consternation. Even if the self-healing ability makes him unable to die, the dying feeling brought by the poisonous gas is the most terrifying.

Deadpool is actually very smart, but in most cases he doesn't use his brain. Whether he can restrain the enemy depends entirely on whether he wants to do that...

The three people on the edge of the pit put on gas masks one after another. Many people in chemical protective suits walked in from the outside. They pushed the plastic vats with a flatbed cart and walked through the ruins of the battlefield to the side of the pit.

Su Ming suddenly exerted force, the symbiote turned into thousands of tentacles, all stretched out from his back, like a spider, he hugged Mr. Fright, and firmly fixed the enemy and himself at the bottom of the pit.

The longer Namor falls into German hands, the more troubles there will be in the future.

Su Ming didn't want to be exhausted with horror. He couldn't kill him, but it was not bad to let him surrender and throw him to the London Temple.