Chapter 248: Gas war

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The thugs from the winery made their best out of the elite this time. Under the leadership of Gin, they flew to the UK and began to work overtime to help Holloway as soon as they landed. Let the British find out that they are making poison gas.

Fortunately, the elderly in these wineries were all mixed in the sewers in New York, and they can apply their experience to the sewers in London.

It seems that the process of making poison gas is a bit similar to brewing wine, and the chemical reaction is faster, which is a bit more dangerous, but this is for the boss.

A figure walked to Deadpool's side. He was also wearing a chemical protective suit. First he nodded with the three of them, and then looked towards the bottom of the big hole and shouted.

The beatings these days have caused the big pit to sink, but the bottom is basically compacted, the hardness is comparable to steel, and it will not leak.

"Boss? Are you okay?"

"Is it gin? I'm not bad. How's the business of the company recently?" Although the gas mask changed the voice, the tone still made Su Ming distinguish his subordinates.

The gin squatted down and faced the bottom of the big pit: "The domestic wine sales have not changed much, but the export of other commodities has been greatly affected recently. The Germans have made many unusual things. The shipping is now almost completely cut off, waiting for you to go out. Just look at it and you'll find out."

Doctor Fright struggled desperately, but the Symbiote was too powerful. He was nailed to the ground, and he could only listen to the death knell to talk about business. He felt that he might really lose this time.

He is a biologist, but he is also very accomplished in chemistry. How could he have never heard of the poison gas produced by Holloway.

The mixture of the two toxins is a liquid insoluble in water at room temperature, but it will vaporize if heated slightly, and the poisoned people will have difficulty breathing, foaming at the mouth, cerebral palsy, and tearing subconsciously. Rotten his chest and took out his lungs.

The key to poisoning is also constant vomiting, so that the lungs and the stomach are often indistinguishable. On the battlefield where poison gas was used during World War I, even these corpses were too **** to be collected.

Even though the other party had not poisoned yet, just thinking of what torture would make him feel a little nervous.

But there is still some fluke in his heart, what if he can hold it? Or is the other party just cheating me without poison?

So he was struggling while thinking wildly.

Gin and Su Ming had a few conversations, and all the preparations under him were completed. They used the same hectoliter barrels used to make wine, and dozens of barrels were moved in, enough to pave the big pit.

If the venom vaporizes, in order not to affect London overhead, this is also the largest amount, no matter how much it is, Holloway and Monak will not agree.

"How much did it cost this time?"

"Many, boss." Gin got up from the ground and slapped his body: "I never knew that large chemical instruments and equipment could be so expensive, and that the cost of air transportation was ridiculously expensive, and I also used some favors and lost the relationship. This is greater than a monetary loss."

"It's okay, I will find a way to earn the money, let's start now."

"Yes, boss."

Gin turned around and waved his hands at the heavily armed men. Except for Deadpool, who is not afraid of death, even the mage and doctor backed away.

The thugs pushed the big bucket and rolled on the ground, making a squeaky sound, which seemed to be pressing on Mr. Fright's heart.

Then they pushed the big barrel to the edge of the pit, took out a crowbar to smash the top, and more than a dozen green venom poured into the pit like a waterfall.

A pungent smell penetrated into the noses of the two of them, but the toxic ingredients were filtered by Su Ming's helmet, and he only smelled a faint chemical smell, like the smell of chalk.

But Mr. Fright was different. He immediately felt his whole body burn, and the smell of these liquids was extremely painful.

His eyes burst from the sockets and exploded into blood foam, and the self-healing factors allowed it to grow again and explode again.

There are also trachea and lungs. He wants to escape them right now, but his hands are held tightly by the death knell. He can only scream and feel them withering inside his body.

The skin on the back was also soaked in the venom, and it bubbling as if it had been scalded by fire.

His voice was also corroded, and then healed itself again, which made his screams intermittently, and it sounded like he was singing ‘worried’ in Su Ming.

Su Ming is also immersed in the venom, but there is a symbiote, which poses no threat to him.

These venoms are seriously harmful to all human organs, but the symbiote does not have those organs, it does not need to breathe, and it has no skin, which is just a strange kind of water to it.

"Stop! Ah!!! I surrender! Oh, surrender!" Mr. Fright continued to rot and regenerate. The pale skin on his face would disappear, revealing muscles and fascia, and then healed into a face again. He couldn't even raise his hands to surrender, so he desperately asked for the death knell: "Let me go! Ah!!! I won't retaliate against you! I won't help Germany anymore! This hell! Ah!!! Look! For the sake of God!"

Under the mask, Su Ming raised one eyebrow and finished. He never thought that Deadpool's method would be effective. Sure enough, his bottom line was not low enough?

"It's impossible to let you go. I have to lock you up to feel at ease."

The venom has gradually begun to spread upward, and it will soon overflow Mr. Fright's mouth. If this thing flows into the stomach, it will be very cool, right?

"Yes! I surrender! Ah!!!"

The feeling of being tortured and corroded by venom is not the same as being slashed or beaten by a knife. This is the pain that every cell is shattered and there is nowhere to escape.

It was cold and hot, itchy and painful, and was tortured intolerably, but was crushed and unable to struggle.

Mr. Fright finally collapsed. After seven days of persistence, he was still defeated by Death Knell and his little cousin.

But he also figured it out. After surrendering, it will be easy, at least leaving the hellish pool of venom, and also far away from the **** mouth of the red and black clown, and finally freed.

"Very well, Monak, prepare the magic contract and close his power."

Su Ming used the symbiote to take the two out of the poison pool, holding the panic by the side of the pit.

Monak walked over and started using magic, and more than a dozen kinds of forbidden magic tricks were used, even the dead rabbits were all lost. In the process, Mr. Fright only smiled in relief, and did not struggle to resist.

"Finally hehehehe"

Deadpool came over, and he squeezed his chin: "Huh? He seems to be drooling, cousin, did you play him badly?"

"Should not?" Su Ming let go of his horror, seeing him wriggling like a bug on the ground stupidly, it seems really a bit

"Ah~www.NovelMTL.com~ Let's send the horror to a safe place and lock it up. I'll talk to Master Kama Taj in London, and put him in the London Temple temporarily."

Monak straightened up and wiped the tears from his face. His rabbits died miserably.

He wanted to borrow the dungeons of the London Temple. It was just a small matter. Anyway, he was in charge of guinea pigs, so the Archmage of London happily accepted Doctor Fright.

Mr. Fright was sitting in the magic circle serving as a prison, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched several demons drift away.

"It's not in vain that I pretended to be crazy and behaved stupid, and finally made them lose interest in me. Namor will not be able to touch this project in the future. Now think about how to escape"

At this moment, an old man with a white beard and a very kind-looking man walked into the prison. He heard that this was the Arch Mage of the London Temple, and he was looking at Mr. Fright through his half-moon glasses.

"It turned out to be pretending to be crazy, you are such a clever ghost, haha, I'll show you something fun."

A strange purple light and shadow bloomed in the dark cell, and Mr. Fright screamed again