Chapter 615: Teddy bear

Su Ming probably knows Wade's thoughts, but he didn't have the meaning of delving into it. The boundaries between what is reality and what is illusion are very blurred.

It is of little significance to study that, and in the end it is likely to become a philosophical speculation, such as one flower and one world...

Therefore, Su Ming only needs to pay Wade. Wade is playing a mercenary and Su Ming is also playing a mercenary. In Wade's eyes, everyone is an actor.

Empathy is just the basics of tactics.

"Hurry up and get something, I'll use it later."

Su Ming finished thinking and pushed Wade's smelly body to keep him away.

"This...no, it's exciting again...I'll sleep."

Wade headed down.

"He is dead again." Hamill glanced at Wade lightly and reported to Su Ming.

"Well, I saw it, it's dead."

Su Ming pulled Wade's corpse and looked at his own dagger again. Does the tears of death also work here? Or is the dead spore flower not digested?

Wade was not killed instantly, but waited for a while after resurrection, like an indirect attack.

It would be great if Holloway was here, let him do an autopsy on Wade, and now Su Ming and others have insufficient medical skills to fully determine the cause of death.

Xili sat silently next to the secret guest, hugged her knees and looked aggrieved. Slade was right. People in this world can really live and die.

Not only that, but Deadpool really said thank you, and died by himself.

Thinking about Vesemir, Hilly gradually lost his mind.

"I'm done, how about you?"

Within a few seconds, Wade jumped up again, rubbing his own waist, and said to Su Ming in a kind of desirous tone that had just finished the ‘activity’.

"You are faster again, and my business is still waiting for you." Su Ming replied calmly. At this time, the flying carpet turned into the magic floating cloak was hovering in mid-air, and it shouldn't go on without gems.

"Hey, what are you talking about, I have been in my dream for seven days and seven nights without stopping for a minute and a second-real man." The white eyes on Wade's mask widened, and he emphasized the real man very much. Words.

"Anyway, only you know, don't you, how do you prove the things in the dream?" Su Ming deliberately teased him. He knew that this was not a dream of falling asleep, but that the soul of Deadpool had arrived in the courtyard of death.

"Uh... stabbed me again. This time I took a photo with my mobile phone. Nothing... Can you see the things captured in the dream in reality? Is my body always here? After getting Su Ming’s affirmative answer, Deadpool hugged his head: "What’s the matter? My head hurts, I don’t understand. It’s like a hangover. You must have thought of me before. Break it, lose money."

"Okay, I'll add 100 to you. I'm satisfied." Su Ming spread his hands. Anyway, they are all empty checks. If the task is not completed, there is no way to cash it: "Go get something."

Deadpool, who was planning to go over the wall to see the editorial department, had forgotten about this after getting the money. Indeed, it was still on the mission, and women’s affairs could be released later.

He thought about it, twisted a few knobs on his belt, and then patted the black and red Deadpool emblem in the middle, and disappeared in place.

A second later, he appeared again, holding a black and red gem in his hand.

It's just that he became tattered at this time, and a big gap appeared on one side of his body, as if a large piece of internal organs had been eaten away, and he was slowly healing at this time.

He twisted his intestines like clothes, scooped out the blood in the abdominal cavity with his hands, and then handed the gems to Su Ming.

"The effect of your poison seems to be fused with my blood. The dinosaur took a bite of me like a roast goose and ate my tenderloin and liver. Then it died instantly. I could see it clearly. It even chewed. I didn't chew it, and it died without swallowing that bite of meat. Can you buy poison on TV shopping?"

"Could it be that you intend to **** out the meat from the throat for the dinosaur just like the prince awakens Snow White?" Su Ming did not answer, but changed the subject.

Wade shuddered, and his head shrank back: "Brother, do you know that the ratings of human and beast movies must exceed NC-17? Of course, we are not talking about World of Warcraft and Jurassic Park... ...But if the dinosaur asks me and pays dollars, I can think about it."

The strangulation on Su Ming's palm melted away, allowing him to personally touch the gem of ‘Story Continuity’, and an indescribable feeling came to his heart.

"No, I can't use it."

Su Ming did not hesitate to throw the gem back to Deadpool. This gem was full of crazy laughter and mixed images of various funny shows.

There are circus performances, talk shows, funny movies, even striptease shows and a lot of hallucinogen effects. These things seem to be packed into a funnel, desperately filling Su Ming's soul.

This is the concept and knowledge that the editors gave him when he created Deadpool, which is the reason for the character of Deadpool. Although there are mercenaries and fighting masters, which are similar to death knells, more components are B-level. Film and street jokes.

It was really indescribable, numerous and abnormal, countless voices sounded in the soul at the same time, countless scenes unfolded in the mind, and even X Metal could not isolate their existence.

It's no wonder that the ancient **** servant created in DC is so soulful. It turns out that the essence of the dead servant is similar to the king of yellow clothes-the king of comedy...

This gem is an exclusive plug-in for Deadpool. No matter who gets it, if you want to use it, you must first turn yourself into Deadpool.

Through a series of previous operations, Su Ming has learned that the core of his being recognized by the world is of the dark system, and if he becomes a deadpool, one of the two deadpools in the same world will inevitably die.

There are only downsides and no benefits to changing yourself. Nobody can bear the ulcers, itching and yellow water all over the body. Although strangling may be very happy, Su Ming will not be happy after eating and drinking.

"Uh, in the end, is this gem just my own treasure? No one will **** it. It's really boring."

"It's useful, try first, and change all the living dead below."

Deadpool looked down on the edge of the flying carpet, thought a little, then knelt up and tapped his palm with his fist. He had an idea.

"Audience friends, be optimistic, Lord Deadpool is about to solve this hundreds of millions of army! Ballara little demon fairy, transform..."

He actually danced on the flying carpet, scratching his head in various poses, shaking his **** like a bell.

The eyes of everyone looking at him became strange.

"Walter? You are only allowed to do radio gymnastics on a flying carpet, but are you not allowed to do aerobics? You are a double standard, like the British law stipulates that pregnant women can urinate in any police helmet, while others Not the same."

Wade was obviously aware of everyone's gaze, and he kept the same posture as the two of them were shaking their handkerchiefs, and protested to Su Ming.

"Because this is my cloak."

Su Ming sighed, he felt so tired.

"Stingy, do you think I didn't know that this cloak should have belonged to Strange? You modified the history to get it. Do you know how miserable Strange is now?" Deadpool stopped the dance. , Put his arms around his chest, said in a righteous tone.

"I don't care. I will solve the following problems now."

"Okay, okay, I obviously threw out a burden, but you can't answer it. You will really lose popularity like this." Deadpool sighed helplessly, and he took off his hood: "I Don't want you to die, Slade, why don't I kiss my **** and share some popularity?"

"......call."

"Your hand slipped again?"

"Ok."

"Then can you explain, how did you slip the nearly two-meter-long giant sword into my chest?"

"Who sent the sword to your chest? It's the round bright moon."

Su Ming answered him word by word, with candid eyes.

The Godkiller deformed for a while, and turned into a small dagger again, pulling it out of Deadpool's chest, leaving a burnt wound with electric current.

Deadpool touched his chest, numb.

He reluctantly turned his head aside and explained to the invisible audience: "Really, I sometimes think that my cousin is a lunatic. He will always attack others for no reason, even those who love him deeply. For example, me, the simple and kind me, the handsome me, and the considerate and gentle me."

"Are you finished? Get things done quickly. If there are audiences, they will be driven crazy by your dragging the plot and talking nonsense."

"No, no, because everyone loves me. At this point in time, they don’t have too many choices, don’t they? It’s like when you turn on the TV on Monday morning and find that the TV shows only include the president’s speech and TV shopping. You watch Which one?"

"I will turn off the TV and go online." Su Ming replied.

"I think so too." Deadpool smiled. He put on his hood again, looked at the dark crowd below, held the gem in his hand, and yelled at the bottom: "Avada Sui!"

Countless green light spots ~www.NovelMTL.com~ spew out from gems like little tadpoles, dragging their thin tails to fly downwards, they swing their tails and swim in the air at high speed.

Seeing the intermittent jets of these things from the gems, Su Ming always felt something was wrong.

But in view of the countless living dead below, and indeed need countless points of light to deal with, he didn't say much, except for the color like Avada Sole, nothing else.

So the living dead who were hit by the green ball were transformed into teddy bears by Deadpool.

Although they are still alive and their bodies are still mutilated, they are completely useless in this way.

Su Ming also walked to the edge of the flying carpet and looked down. There was a furry brown ocean everywhere, and all kinds of broken dolls were screaming frantically. They tore their chubby arms, soft ears, and screamed their stomachs. The cotton is pulled out and thrown everywhere.

This style of painting is even stranger than before.