"Smack!"
The loud bang was followed by a soft sound, and the little Deadpool who had just been stuffed into the barrel of the cannon fell to the ground about five meters away, no longer human, and it looked like he only had one breath left.Obviously, the launch was not successful, the guy laid so much groundwork, but it turned out to pull his crotch.The atmosphere was terrifyingly silent, and even the red light in the sky seemed to pause, as if the illuminated lanterns had been powered off for a moment.Diana rubbing her temples vigorously: "."
Barry, who wanted to help make some excuses, but opened his mouth and didn't know what to say: "."
Batman hiding in the darkness somewhere: "."
But fortunately, when this very awkward situation occurs in a movie, as long as the black actor says something casually, the atmosphere will become harmonious.Having a sense of humor is a racial talent, at least now Black Wally seems to feel a call of fate.The little black boy looked a little malnourished, only growing tall and not muscles, which made him look like a bamboo pole, but the expression on his face was extraordinarily determined, and after raising his hand to wipe the ice cream marks next to the corner of his mouth, he said: "I want to say is is there a possibility that a front-loading cannon like this should be loaded with gunpowder first, and then put the shells as projectiles?"
”"I see!
It's been too long since I really forgot that you're a street boy, I heard what people said, it's not enough to succeed and more than to lose!
”Wade slammed his palm with his fist, as if it had suddenly dawned on him, he walked quickly to the little Deadpool who was hitting the street, kicked it into the depths of the circus with a big kick, and walked back to the cannon with a curse, and sighed: "Another volunteer, the kind that just wants to, and also, don't want that kind of little devil ghost possession." ”Not to mention, although all of his little Deadpools are mentally abnormal, they are not afraid of death, and they happen to be good candidates to implement this tactic.At present, the front is still repeatedly seesawing, and time is very rich, and there is time for him to try.It's just that there are too many volunteers, and everyone in the little Deadpools wants to play with human cannons, so they can only use the palms and backs of their hands and guessing punches to choose the luckiest guys.This time, he was selected as a very silent little Deadpool, wearing a cameraman's vest and a big beard, looking a bit like a famous director.People who are engaged in art, especially film art, like to have a big beard, just like the pirate captains in the past, without a beard, they don't have that majestic temperament, they don't have that style."
Strange, you seem to be too normal."
Deadpool circled around the 'cannonball' and looked closely, "You don't have anything to say?"
Although I don't want to thin out too much popularity, but after all, I also have to contribute, it doesn't matter if I absorb my popularity a little, maybe one day, you can also have your own name or codename?
”Despite being a person that Wade had built in his own mind, and based on his imagination as a child, he never discriminated against these little Deadpools, but instead wanted them to do their best work.It's a pity that maybe they've been trapped in the circus, which makes these children's imagination not very good, and they still have to rely on themselves."
I don't have anything to say, I don't need a name, today, I'm going to be a martyr."
This little Deadpool's temperament is very cold, and his words are also very artistic, which makes Wade a little satisfied, so he waved his hand and ordered the other little Deadpools around him: "Well said, come on, give this strong man a full ride!"
”This is not about wine, but about filling the barrel with gunpowder in order to be able to fight farther and higher.For such a warrior, the charge is less, and it is all disrespectful to people's faith and determination!
After a few seconds of reloading, the warrior himself pressed his vest and climbed into the barrel of the cannon, and then of course other little Deadpool took brushes and poked him down, making sure that the gunpowder was tamped.This time the launch was sure to be no problem, the fuse was ignited again, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air, even masking the body odor of many of Deadpool's bodies.I only heard a shout from the barrel: "Allah ~ Hu Akba!"
”"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the bearded little Deadpool was launched, flying in an almost straight line in the air, and swooping straight towards Amo high in the air, without even needing a wingsuit to change direction.The heavenly amo was still watching the excitement, and he was very puzzled by Deadpool's behavior, because it was impossible for a normal person to come up with such an outrageous tactic like him, and he didn't believe that this tactic could threaten him.But when the humanoid cannonball flew towards him, he still frowned and called for thunder again.A bolt of lightning accurately hit the little Deadpool in flight, but because it was in the air, the top and bottom were not next to each other, and no closed circuit was formed to conduct the current, so this time, it only made the little Deadpool slightly paralyzed.He was not flying by himself, but propelled by gunpowder, so this kind of interception was harmless at all.Looking at the enemies who are getting closer and closer, his thick beard can exist as a normal person?!!!
Mo had heard Deadpool's plan to spray excrement at him, so his attention was on the little Deadpool flying over, only to find that this guy didn't take off his pants.This made him relax his vigilance for a moment, because this is the material world, and if there are objects in the way, he is safe and will not be sprayed.But he ignored the subjective initiative of the little Deadpools, maybe Wade's plan was not rigorous, but the little Deadpools had their own means of supplementation.The bearded Deadpool didn't take off his pants, but held two wires extending from the inside of his vest throughout, and when he was close enough to the enemy, he pressed the switch on the detonator."
Bang!"
A large cloud of brownish-yellow smoke exploded in the sky, it was like rain, clouds and wind, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped Moor, who had not reacted.It is known that the little Deadpools have cancer, and their bodies are full of rancid tissue fluids, secretions, and a belly full of and pee farts, and they go to N Daddy to drink sugar water when they have nothing to do, and there is no need for extra steps at all, and self-explosion will not achieve the tactical goal?
It's like a dirty bomb, except that instead of radioactive material, it's something more disgusting, the scraps of a Deadpool.It doesn't matter if there is no timing fuse and high-tech equipment, and people can make up for the shortcomings."
Vomit" Ah Mo writhed in the air, he kept waving his hands, trying to dispel the yellow mist in front of him, but this disgusting feeling seemed to be drilling into every pore on his body.He finally couldn't hold back his retching, and even shed tears in pain.
(End of chapter)