Chapter 236: Tired

The wormhole shrank rapidly, and a few people could see the mutants over there climbing up from the ground and running towards this side, but it was obviously too late. In the end, they could only watch desperately as the wormhole disappeared and the surrounding world was white.
He only wore a raincoat, and the other clothes exploded. In an environment of minus 60 degrees, the self-healing ability may not let him die, but if he wants to come back here, it should be impossible.
He will turn into a popsicle, maybe buried by the snow, maybe a scientific expedition team will find him a few hundred years later, but he is no longer in trouble.
Deadpool took the opportunity to take two photos with his mobile phone, and recorded the desperate look of the mutant in the portal. The flashlight suddenly lit on the ground so that both the mage and the doctor were sad to turn away.
But he didn't notice it. Instead, he showed off to them with his mobile phone with great interest. He was still saying something about the news. When the celebrities, subscriptions, etc., the two people did not understand, the air was filled with joy for a while. atmosphere.
"Those things will wait until you can go back. What is your mission?" Su Ming put away his weapon and looked at him with his arms folded.
"Break the door, cut people, and call for work?" Deadpool tilted his head for a moment, and asked tentatively: "People are also over, it's not wrong to call for work. Should we go for a drink? Master, where do you know? Are there any bars open in typhoon weather? Do you have pizza and burritos here? I just exercised a little bit. I was a little hungry and I want to sleep well. You know, our mercenaries are too busy, especially me. It’s such a good business, so much business, hahahaha."
Su Ming directly grabbed his head and twisted it vigorously, making him look at the steel gate in the distance, and pointed his finger: "The gate is still there. You haven't finished the first step. What drink? Go ahead. Work!"
"Well, okay, is the arms expense reimbursed? How do I add my equipment here?" Deadpool talked babblingly, pulling his face back from behind, his cervical spine was broken in several segments, but it was just a small one. Question: "Let me see what I have brought, when did the last time I arrange my equipment? Sorry, I forgot my arms in the taxi."
Deadpool began to look for things in his pockets, his dimensional pockets were the same as Batman's belt, and he could pull out completely unreasonable things from it.
Batman can use his props to defeat enemies or escape danger.
Most of the time, Deadpool’s props are just the opposite. He may have an inflatable swimming pool in his pocket, a few boxes of ketchup, a full set of costumes in the style of Elvis, and possibly disguise props such as wigs and skirts. .
And what power these things can exert in battle, Su Ming is not sure, after all, he is not Maggie, nor is this "Hundred Battles Dragon".
"Oops, I didn't bring anything. I only have two knives and two guns. You have to support me with some bullets." Deadpool looked for a long time, and only took out a yellow rubber chicken toy from his pocket. The mouth opened into an o shape, and Deadpool also imitated this expression and said regretfully to Su Ming.
"Okay, let me break the door. If you have time to download songs as background music, it is better to prepare your equipment." Su Ming drew the sword of night, and the metal x on the spine of the sword converged on the blade, emitting Shimmer.
"Hey, the background music is really important. We should have a consensus on this. When you walk on the moon, do you want to hear'Billy Jane' or'Old Donald Has a Farm'?" Deadpool said unwillingly In the footsteps of Su Ming, he was talking about his fallacies.
"First, there is no air on the moon, and sound cannot be transmitted. Second, the background music of the death knell is usually dubbed by the enemy, using their screams..."
As Su Ming was talking, he stabbed the big sword in his hand forcefully. The thick steel gate was penetrated instantly. He held the sword hilt and drew an arc like a pumpkin lantern on Halloween. It fell down and made a creak.
"Well, you use a cold weapon to cut the door. This special effect will cost a lot of money. Can our investors really let you play like this?" Deadpool looked at the reddish steel, and the high-speed cutting made the incisions melt slightly. "Wait, you are not here to make trouble, right? We ran out of our funds, and then dc won... dark, too dark."
Deadpool's eyes became sharp, and he felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.
Su Ming's eyes became a seam. Although the mask concealed his expression, his tone of voice could also tell his helplessness.
"Yes, after we go in, we will have to start a special effects war with the enemy, just like an empire's counterattack. The special effects are more than 100,000 per second, and then detonate a few planets or something... You think it will Is that so?! Don't think about the chores, focus on the task! This is the real world!"
Su Ming stepped into the door, and the movement caused by cutting the door should have alerted the people inside, and now is not the time to chat.
Deadpool turned his head and looked to the sky to one side, with a serious expression, and pointed his brain with his finger, and whispered to the non-existent audience: "Music is really important, but Slade doesn't look at it that way. I think the darkness of dc drives crazy. He is so pitiful..."
"Wade?... You know that our super fighters are all super-heard, right?" The God Killer appeared in Su Ming's other hand instantly, with two big swords exuding one black and one yellow. Different rays of light: "Do you take the initiative to find the way, or do I use a guy to help you?"
"Uh, I'm going to find the way, please let me..." Dead waiter stood on tiptoe and walked tiptoe in front of Su Ming, looking at the godslayer from time to time, as if worried about something.
Su Ming took a deep breath. He felt that he was going to have a nervous breakdown. With Deadpool on the outside and symbiote inside, the harassment of these two guys continued almost all the time.
Even if Deadpool didn't talk about it, and the problem was resolved here in a while, he had to go back to New York for a drink first, which was too disturbing.
Holloway and Monak also followed, and entered the room through the hole in the door.
This is an independent area separated by iron gates ~EbookFREE.me~ inside is dry and ventilated, there is no noise, and there are no traces of rats or cockroaches even in the corners of the ground.
This is very abnormal, and Su Ming secretly increased his vigilance.
Now the location of the few people is just a long corridor. As for where this long corridor will lead, it is unknown, but there is clearly someone guarding the door, but it is completely dark here, and no lights are on, which is equally unreasonable.
"The atmosphere is not right, it's too quiet here." Monak immediately felt something wrong after entering the door. He reminded Su Ming in a low voice, and took up his cane and immediately released several protective spells, but these magic fell on Su Ming. The armor was bounced off: "These are protective magic, used to defend against mental attacks and space spells, but it seems that you don't need the death knell. You have a good set of anti-magic equipment."
Su Ming's scarlet one-eyed glanced at every corner of the corridor, and squeezed his weapon: "It's a bit strange, you must be alert."
At this time, the dead waiter who went to explore the way ran back, as if giving a small report to the teacher, put his palm next to his mouth, and whispered to Su Ming: "There is a dog in front... a dog with a human head... ...."
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