This place is not suitable for a long time, Duke said to go.
Before leaving, he kicked Deadpool off the elevated high, then spat hard down.
Teleporting and disappearing again, Duke appeared on the roof of a residential building in the distance, telekinesis ingested a few pieces of clothing, refined into shirts and trousers and put them on, felt that something was missing, and made a white coat.
After encountering an unreliable two-way plug twice in a row, Duke looked constipated when he thought about it.
Lifting the ring inlaid with space gems, he sighed, wiped it reverently and said: "What Allah, God, Bodhisattva Buddha, Jade Emperor, Sanqing, Dao Ancestor and the like, bless you devout believers, don't meet Deadpool next time" After saying that, the magic merged into the ring, and once again embarked on a journey through time and space.
It's still the moon, okay, no nonsense Duke learned to be obedient this time, he didn't pick a random qi, but chose a familiar qi and teleported to the other party's side.
He chose none other than Steve, and when he sensed the captain's anger, he felt the urge to leave.
However, the luck psychology still made him decide to go and see it first, maybe there will be an unexpected gain.
It's a pity that the cruel truth once again forcibly slapped him in the face.
Ignoring the nature of things themselves, violating the essential laws of the development of things, and fantasizing that things develop according to one's own needs or likes and dislikes, that is all pipe dreaming Similar to the other party, there is only one block of blood left, watch me cross the tower and kill the show operation; I just drank a bottle of beer, and the conjecture of driving home was so easy that it would not have succeeded The Avengers Building, New York When Duke appeared next to Steve, he was covered in splattered blood.
He looked at Steve, who was cut in half by the shield and was still spurting blood foam from his mouth, and his brain couldn't turn for a while.
What's the situation, Marvel's own son knelt When he looked up, he gasped.
Doctor Strange, Hawkeye, Thor, Natasha, Fantastic Four, Wolverine, Ms.
Marvel, Black Panther, Colossus, Storm, Daredevil, all of Marvel's strongmen, all fell in a pool of blood, died, and died so much that they couldn't die anymore.
Oh, and Iron Man, who was scarved by a blade, and his head was resting on his desk.
The corpses of the cattle were stacked one on top of the other, and the whole room looked like a superhero slaughterhouse, emitting a gagging bloody stench.
Deadpool sat in the boss's chair, kicking the ground in a circle, wiping the blade and humming a cheerful tune.
Seeing Duke teleporting appeared, his hand wiping the long knife paused visibly.
"Man, we're meeting again" Deadpool tilted his head, and after three seconds wondered, "Why do I say again?"
Duke was silent for a while, teleported to the roof of the Avengers Building, and looked at the sky speechlessly: "There is no reliable God and Buddha in the sky, why are all three worlds in a row Deadpool, has he already conquered all the worlds?"
With a crunch, Deadpool pushed open the door to the roof, drew his knife and pointed at Duke, "Man, do we know each other why I always think we've been honest with each other, damn it, tell me who's behind that night was you or me" Duke finally knows why Deadpool will be sewn up in the X-Men world.
"Man, you're here to join the Avengers, and I'm sorry to tell you that they just moved their headquarters to Hell, but that's okay, the kind Uncle Deadpool will send you there himself.
Hell one-way ticket, free for the sake of our in-depth communication, Uncle Deadpool won't make you feel painful, just like that night, I'll try to be as gentle as I can when I stab you" After a lot of crackling and talking nonsense, Deadpool quickly moved towards Duke and drew his knife to slash at the major artery in his neck.
The cold light flashed, and the two staggered, and Deadpool looked at the long knife that didn't get a drop of blood on it, only to turn around and find that what he had slashed was actually an afterimage.
"Where's that guy" Deadpool stood on the building, looking down on every street corner in New York, and found nothing, Duke disappeared as if out of thin air.
"Is it a messy superhero damn editor" Deadpool cursed and put his knife into the sheath, turned and left the Avengers building, there are still a lot of heroes waiting for him to harvest.
On the far side of the moon, Duke, who had crossed for the fourth time, was suspended in mid-air on his knees, looking at the blue earth in front of him, hesitating and unspeakably tangled.
"Try again one last time, if it's still Deadpool, I don't want the space gem."
Duke held the ring in the palm of his hand, and after thinking about it, he was reluctant to throw it away.
Closing his eyes and perceiving the earth in front of him, Duke's face changed again.
There are no zombies, neither are the Marvel powerhouses, the earth in front of him is completely different from the previous one, ordinary and vibrant, and the most important thing is that there is no Deadpool on this earth.
"Mom, finally get rid of that pervert Sure enough, this is the right way to open the space gem" Duke's eyes moistened, and he almost burst into tears.
The earth below was calm and ordinary, but Duke was not at all dissatisfied, he chose one of the strongest breaths in New York, and teleported and disappeared in place.
New York, Queens Queens at night is chaotic, and it's no surprise what happens here.
Duke landed on a dark street corner, on the pedestrian crossing directly in front of him, and the crowd was surrounded by water on three floors and three floors.
A police car pulled up on the side of the road, and the officers called for an ambulance while clearing the crowd.
Duke could hear clearly with the tip of his ear, and from the conversations of passers-by, he learned that it was an old man who had been attacked by gunmen.
"Hehe, America" Duke sneered, sensing that the most powerful qi was in the center of the crowd, and he couldn't help but lean in.
Generally speaking, the strongest people in each world are closely related to the fate of this world, and knowing their identity can quickly deduce which world this is.
In the first three worlds, Duke also used this method, but unfortunately there were many powerhouses in those three worlds, and Duke could only draw lots and choose one at random, but he even knelt down three times, and lost without any temper.
The extremely bad luck is enough to prove that he is not favored by the world.
And this world doesn't have so many concerns, the strong are limited, and there are only a few.
If it goes well, he'll know where it is right away, and if he's unlucky, he can teleport twice more.
Pushing through the crowd, Duke saw the target, a far more powerful aura than ordinary people, whose owner was nothing more than a young man who had just come of age.
At this moment, he burst into tears, grabbed the palm of the old man who was shot, and wept bitterly: "I'm here, Uncle Ben" The old man named Uncle Ben shook off his cloudy eyes, looked at the young man with nostalgia, and said weakly: "The greater Peter's ability, the greater the responsibility."
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Hearing this warning phrase that resounded throughout the world, Duke still didn't know where he was The young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is the representative of the poor mutation world, the originator-level soul figure Cryman, cough cough, is Spider-Man.
The little spider indirectly killed his uncle, and he was destitute, and he turned against his brother, and Ma Zi also gave him a green hat every once in a while.
Peter Parker, as a well-known superhero, is miserable enough, so don't hack him anymore Duke scolded secretly, although he is not Deadpool, Spider-Man is also a red tights, and his mouth cannon attribute is not much worse.
Just as he turned to leave, the little spider suddenly stopped in front of Duke with a strong walk, and pleaded like a life-saving straw, "Are you a doctor?"
Duke looked down and saw that because he was wearing a white coat, he was mistaken for a doctor, not a dentist, and a proctology doctor He patted the little spider's shoulder with appreciation, and praised: "Young man, you have a good eye."
"Ha" The little spider looked confused, is this difficult to recognize Duke turned to Uncle Ben, crouched down and put his hand on the wound where the other party was shot: "You can choose me at a glance in the vast sea of people, it seems that your uncle should not die" The little spider cursed, thinking that he had a nervous disorder, and was about to yell Duke to stay away from his uncle, when he was surprised to see an orange-yellow bullet floating up from his uncle's wound.
Then a white light fell, and Uncle Ben's face suddenly turned rosy, and he let out a comfortable hum, and fell into a deep sleep with a snoring sound.
The little spider was dumbfounded, born under the discipline and grew up in science, how could he have seen such a fantastic medical treatment.
Infected by a mutant spider, his nerves quickly regained consciousness, and he exclaimed, "Are you God?"
Duke stood up and clapped his hands, inserted his white coat pocket, and smiled: "I am not God, on the contrary, I am the devil" "But you saved" The little spider was about to refute, when he suddenly found that the crowd around him was strangely quiet, and when he saw such a fantastic scene, he didn't even have any exclamations of amazement.
He looked into the crowd, cold sweat brushing down his forehead.
The crowd of onlookers, along with the police, stood there motionless in despair, their eyes dilated without a trace of focus.
It's like being cast by an evil mage, and it's like being drained of your soul by the devil, leaving only an empty shell.
"Just kidding" Duke clapped his hands: "Just scaring you, don't take it seriously." ” "It's not funny at all."
The little spider pulled out a stiff smile and looked past Duke to Uncle Ben
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