Chapter 2485: Mobile phone convenient life
With the adjutant's joining, Su Ming quickly found Zola's marking method for the Skrulls. A unique pheromone was sprayed on the aliens when they passed through the portal.
Zola explained to the Scroo’s commander that it was spray disinfection, but in fact this pheromone can attract a kind of cyber bee made by Zola, which can quickly screen out the camouflaged Skull among tens of thousands of people. People of Lu, the effective recognition range of each bee is almost 50 kilometers in radius.
"Marking method? It's a simple method, but it's effective." Su Ming nodded and asked the adjutant to order the biochemical weapons to carry the hive to the portal. He nodded to Carol and Elsa: "Okay. , The problem here has come to an end, and there is still a bit of surprise. Next, it’s time to return to Earth to prepare for the next battle."
Carol moved her shoulders. She looked at the empty and cold laboratory and the operating table under the light, and nodded.
"Yes, in order to protect the earth, we have not yet reached the time to rest."
"In fact, the earth does not need protection. It has gone through the first generations of **** wars, countless reorganizations, experiments with the Celestial group, zerg corruption, dimensional invasion, comet collisions, etc., and it is still safe and sound." Su Ming looked at the map transmitted into his mind. , Determined the location of the portal where the Skrew people left: "What we are protecting now is actually human beings, our race itself."
"I am also a human, although I am a mixed race..." She scratched her long blond hair and put her hand on her chest.
"I didn't say you weren't." The death knell lifted the mask and patted her arm: "Let's go, meet Peter and the others, remember not to talk wrong with Fulian, let alone call my name, understand. Is it?"
"I understand the principle of masked volunteers who keep their identity secret." Captain Marvel followed him meekly, pulling the red cloth belt around his waist: "However, I heard that Steve was almost raised by you. Are you sure he doesn't know your true identity? Haven't you thought about letting him know?"
"He doesn't know, and I won't let him know."
The sound of boots hitting the floor echoed in the corridor, and the death knell slowly walked into the darkness. I don't know where, there was a faint laughter.
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"Five-star praise......"
Deadpool stood on a street in New York with his head bowed, holding his mobile phone and scoring five stars under the order of the ‘Midnight Express’ app.
It was really well received. He was teleported to the nest of snow-capped mountains more than 3,000 meters above sea level in central and eastern Greenland, and fought with a group of super Scrooge men. The spacecraft exploded and the ice melted.
But the midnight express still arrived within half an hour, and delivered the uniform and his Rainbow Pony schoolbag, which contained some high-calorie food, as well as weapons and ammunition.
This is not over yet, the almighty courier also taught him how to use the conveyor belt, so that he can instantly transport himself back to the current era of New York, USA, back to the familiar Hell's Kitchen.
"If this is not praised by others, is there still justice in the world? Is there still law?" Deadpool chattered at the non-existent audience, typing quickly: "The logistics is fast, the express brothers are very powerful, and people are also Very good, even the fruit body at the time did not have any evil thoughts, praise."
Then he posted a few more selfies under the comments, of course, the ones in the new red and black uniforms.
After all his work was done, he threw the phone back into his school bag and touched his chin and said, "Okay, there are no bones from the Skrulls, and I don’t have any video. I shouldn’t be able to sell it to Tony, but I’m still going. Take a trip to Stark Industrial Building, you know, hehe..."
While grinning strangely, he looked at his shoulder concealedly.
Just like the plan, sell the waste symbiosis that you picked up to Tony, and then use the money to take care of the business of Vanessa’s little sisters.
Venom decided to find a chance to slip away right away, preferably while Deadpool stepped on **** on the side of the road.
"Brothers, you said, since I'm going to discuss business with Tony, isn't it good for me to send it directly in the middle of the night?" Wade tilted his head and spoke to the air again, his claws turning the rotating dial on the belt like Hot Wheels is the same: "He is a man, I also know a little bit. In addition to scientific research, his evening activities are playing with women. Regardless of which I disturb, business may blow out."
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"Yeah, what you said is the same as I thought, although he only has five seconds, but what if I hit those five seconds? How embarrassing." Deadpool nodded first, then shook his head, looking at Venom as if he was mentally ill. The same eyes muttered to himself: "After all, not everyone is like me, with sufficient capital and strong strength. After this comparison, what if he is ashamed and commits suicide by jumping off the building?"
"......"
"What? He's only super fast with his ex-girlfriend, and he's usually very strong? Impossible." Deadpool smiled again, and he folded his hips awkwardly: "He is a short man, tall when he is not wearing armor. I just got to the position of Deadpool. My chin, short, understand? Haha...In this way, I will call an online taxi and send a text message to his assistant Chili to give him some time to clean up. ."
took out his cell phone again, he clicked on the car-hailing software that came with Midnight Express, opened the location, marked the destination as Stark Tower, and then clicked to confirm.
While waiting for the bus, he leaned on the light pole on the roadside to eat a pack of spicy sticks, ate a bottle of old godfather chili sauce, drank two liters of vigorous drink, and hiccuped.
About three minutes, the car will come. It is a standard yellow paint car. The rental in New York is this color.
The driver seems to be an Indian, very young, and looks very enthusiastic.
"Wade!"
But at this moment, a cord was drilled in the darkness not far from the corner of the street, and he waved to Deadpool to signal him to go.
"Stupid X just passed away. The bad job he introduced before threw me into a fight with aliens in the snowy mountains of Greenland. I can't get a cent. You want to cheat me this time? No way!"
After speaking to the non-existent audience, Deadpool quickly walked around the front of the car, pulled the car door and got into the co-pilot, looking at the aggressive electric cable coming from behind, shouting to the driver:
"Drive fast! The man behind is going to kill me!"
When the Indian driver heard this, he saw the weird man with silver metal half of his body in the back mirror, and the evil red electronic eyes, and immediately remembered the ghost stuff in the "Terminator" movie.
I saw this kind of guy in the middle of the night. Although he had only come to New York from New Delhi for a short time, he had seen Wilson Entertainment's Hollywood blockbusters in the past.
Step on the accelerator, UU reading www.uukanshu. The front of the com small yellow car was slightly tilted, and white smoke came out from under the tires.
With a bang, the vehicle ejected and started, and a series of drifting flew out of the alley, leaving the electric cable to breathe in cyan exhaust and watch the red taillights in the night.
Deadpool turned his head to see where the electric cable was stomping, and smiled happily. He leaned comfortably on the chair and patted the driver on the shoulder:
"The car is driving well, it is promising. Did you work as a reporter in Los Angeles before?"
The Indian driver shook his head cheerfully and replied in curry English:
"I'm a professional taxi driver. People used to call me the car **** of New Delhi, even though the car I used to ride in New Delhi had only three wheels... By the way, what do you do? The future leader of the Resistance? Or the savior of the virtual digital world? It is so exciting to be chased and killed in the middle of the night!"
Deadpool is also happy, he thinks this driver is very pleasing to the eye, and Indians rarely have such humor.
was trapped on the snow mountain for half an hour. Despite the existence of the symbiote and the live broadcast room, he still felt deep loneliness, and now he wants to find someone to talk to.
According to American tradition, the object of confession is either the bartender or the taxi driver. Now this situation is too appropriate.
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