I’m just a Superman Chapter 161: : Team X applies to join the battle
DaDaDaDa——
The bright gun flame illuminates the room, and bullets are constantly hitting Deadpool.
Faced with the bullet, Deadpool just screamed, then reached out and pulled out two alloy steel knives from behind, and immediately swung them in front of him.
Clang clang clang----
The brilliance of the sword body appeared, like a silver shield, hit by a dense bullet, but was resisted by the sword light like an impenetrable barrier.
The dense sparks continue to burst in the air, which is proof of the collision of bullets and steel knives.
But in this dazzling spark, a dull puff sounded very unpleasant.
Looking from the side, the seemingly impermeable blade light failed to block the bursts of dozens of assault rifles, and blood holes continued to explode on Deadpool's body, and the red blood was even on him. There was a pool of blood flowing under his feet.
Commando:? ? ?
Looking at the more and more blood on the floor, the commando captain showed a confused expression in his eyes. He didn't quite understand why this bleeding deadpool was still alive and kicking, and his vitality seemed tenacious. Only Xiaoqiang is average.
In the dark, watching the TV screen tightly, watching the deadpool behind the knife, Stryker's heart moved secretly: "That mutant, he is also in this building, sure enough, I didn't find the wrong person. ."
Thinking of this, Stryker immediately picked up the walkie-talkie: "Listen, he is a self-healing mutant, bullets can't kill him, use drugs to anesthetize or paralyze him."
As soon as his ears moved, Deadpool’s extremely sensitive ears even heard the communication between Stryker and the commando, and immediately yelled: "No, you are against the spirit of samurai and warriors. I have to use drugs, I despise you."
"Fortunately, you did not choose to buy the referees together to unilaterally announce the end of the attack, but it seems that there is no difference now."
"Strike, it's you, I swear I have never seen a villain as disgusting as you than a cockroach in such a long time, except for the guy who warns against the dungpit all day long."
Deadpool was yelling, but the assault team quickly pulled the latch and threw out several new grenades.
Ding Ding Dong Dang--
The crisp sound of metal and ceramic tiles collided constantly, interrupting all Deadpool's words: "Well, it seems that your awakening is set, in that case...bye!"
When the voice fell, Deadpool did not hesitate to retract the two steel knives back into the scabbard behind, and slapped his hips and slapped his **** at the commando in front of him, and then disappeared like a breeze.
The white anesthetic gas continues to diffuse in the enclosed room, and only then can it diffuse to other floors through various openings.
Stepping on the cloud of anesthetic gas, the fully equipped commando seemed unaffected, and once again set foot on the road to explore the magic tower.
Upstairs, Deadpool, who just ran out of the anesthesia grenade, was standing beside Logan at this time.
"Wow, it's finally time for our **** coyote to play, come on, I am very optimistic about you, if you win, I will definitely prepare a very generous celebration package for you."
"By the way, do you like spirals or ultra-thin?"
"I like Vaseline." Logan glanced at Deadpool, his fists clenched and his muscles knotted, and several sharp claws made of Edman alloy came out of his fingers.
Looking at the claws that might reflect any light, Deadpool closed his mouth rationally. He felt that if he continued, he might become the first unlucky ghost in this mansion to see blood.
It’s not because Logan is a furious beast, but because he has a deep confidence in his own mouth—as if there is ambiguity?
Take off the negotiation to reveal the strong muscles, and Logan looked at Deadpool again: "You are still going to stay here. If you get numb, I won't save you."
"Oh, Logan, you are so ruthless." Deadpool's clothes looked regretful: "But I am different, my sphincter is very tight, so if you encounter numbness, I will be happy to help Yours."
"If you continue to talk about these disgusting content in my ear, I don't mind helping you relax your muscles before the people below come up."
Deadpool tried to speak and stopped, but there was already a black shadow on the side of the stairs, followed by a white mist full of anesthetics.
"The warrior's game of slaying evil dragons has begun!" shouted again, Deadpool didn't know where he touched a gas mask to himself, and then walked around the room with a steel knife in his hand.
On the front, Logan had already roared and thought of the charged commando rushing over.
"Shoot! Shoot!"
Logan's alloy claws specially modulated by the umbrella made the commando captain feel a heavy threat, and he immediately called out the command to fire, but as the gunfire rang, the emotion in his eyes began to be replaced by horror.
The bullets enough to pierce the steel plate bombarded Logan's body, causing his flesh and blood flying swords to burst continuously, but it can be small, and the wounds with open flesh healed like a step back in time. .
The impact of the intense bullet shooting on him, in addition to the impact that makes it difficult to advance, may only be the pain of being shot for an instant.
"Monster, monster!"
Looking at Logan, who is immortal like a **** of war, everyone has only one thought in their minds. They just pulled the trigger mechanically, seeming to want to see Logan’s tolerance limit, until a pleasant whistle suddenly came behind them. Sounded.
Looking sideways a little, there was a red-black uniform and a dead waiter wearing a mask who didn’t know when he ran behind them: "Ladies, good evening!"
噌——
The blade came out of its sheath, and in the next moment it spanned several meters, pierced the ceramic protective plug by root, and swayed with a little red blood, and the figure of Deadpool was swimming like a ghost.
As a swordsmanship event that can split bullets before becoming a mutant, Deadpool's ability in deathmatches is inversely proportional to his reliability.
And when he gets a dim environment that suits him, the master of swordsmanship will also become a death reaping life.
Faced with the thick wall of the two undead, Deadpool and Logan, it was just that the commando team composed of ordinary people could not pose a threat to them at all, and the occupation showed a lopsided situation.
But as mentioned before, the unreliability shown by Deadpool is inversely proportional to his swordsmanship.
With a hiss, the light of the silver knife flicked across the throat of any enemy, but Deadpool himself suddenly felt light.
Looking down in silence, he himself gave the air pipe connected to the gas mask a two-segment, half of which was connected to the gas tank, and the other half was hung on the mask at this time.
After a moment of silence, he glanced at Logan, who was sprinting with firepower among the crowd, selectively forgot what he had said before, and left the scene unscrupulously.
"If I get numb to the ground, Logan will be worried about me, so I will leave first and it will be fine. I helped Logan. I'm really a good person."
Mumbling and finding an excuse for himself, Deadpool's mood immediately relaxed. He threw the gas mask aside, and even had the time to photograph a computer, trying to see the bravery of Logan underneath. Play.
But...
[You are not authorized]
"Why!? I want to report, you are discrimination, **naked discrimination."
[Artificial intelligence does not apply to general human laws, so discrimination does not make sense to me, nor does it constitute a criminal ground]
"You are really a boring flat girl, compared to you, Jarvis is a little better."
[Why do you think I will do the same when facing other people]
"So you are just special for me, are you? That's really an honor."
[The way humans treat pet dogs is always different from others]
"So you mean everyone else is just a pet dog, right?"
[If you insist on downgrading your identity from pet dog to shit, you can also say the same, I will add an item to your quirk in the database]
"Your words are really heartbreaking, but even so, I believe I am unique and beloved. This is shown by the big data I have collected."
[I have almost all the data in the world in my database, but none of the data can prove that you are loved by others]
[From the bar survey data initiated by Mole, you are even disgusting. Did you go out to wear too much perfume and cause the skatole concentration to be too high?]
"Are you scolding me?"
[Smelly smell]
Deadpool chatted with the white queen upstairs, and Logan downstairs had already worked hard to solve the entire assault team.
Looking around the corpses, Logan discovered that Deadpool's figure had disappeared. When he went upstairs with blood stains all over his body, he saw a look of surprise in his eyes. Deadpool.
"Hey, you are back. It's great, just a bit slower than me."
The White Queen was silent, but silently opened the chat video between Deadpool and her.
...,
Outside the Wanfang Building, the whole process witnessed Logan killing the commando in a desperate manner, and everyone fell silent.
Only Stryker turned his attention to the X team he carefully prepared.
The X team has helped him complete many tasks, and even organized Professor X to recruit new students a few days ago. Now, they will continue to act as a sharp edge.
"It’s time for you to be dispatched. Remember the goal of this mission, and grab the mutant named Li Wei. I have no other requirements except to keep him alive. If necessary, I can cut off his limbs to ensure him. There is no extra resistance."
"Yes, sir!"
Everyone in Team X responded loudly, and then walked into the building under the cover of shady.
"Oh, there seems to be a new visitor." Looking at the new figures that appeared on the screen, Deadpool was amazed: "These people really have a bit of momentum to save Grandpa by the gourd baby."
"Although I don't know what they think, I am personally happy to be their grandfather."
Swish——
Deadpool's mouth was looking at the sky, but the space in front of him suddenly flickered. The next moment, the ghost and a few mutants of Team X appeared in Deadpool's eyes.
Just glanced at the surrounding environment hastily, and the ghost disappeared immediately.
It seems to be a new hunch, Deadpool turned around and took a steel knife and slashed.
Clang——
The vibrating buzz of the blade echoed, and in the flickering space, the ghost held the dagger to block the chopping, and then immediately disappeared.
Sizzle——
The sound of a sharp blade cutting the flesh and skin came. Looking back, it was Logan's abdomen being ripped apart by the ghost's dagger.
Fortunately, Logan's muscles are strong enough, and his self-healing ability is strong enough, otherwise Deadpool will definitely be able to see Logan's intestines-physically.
-And since Deadpool couldn't see Logan's intestines, then the ghost life is not easy.
One is Deadpool who knows the attack mode of ghosts well, and the other is Logan the Wolverine who can directly ignore his attacks.
The ghost stood in a corner and couldn't help but fell into thought.
The above two, he is not sure of which one will win, maybe one of them will be killed by the trend if he doesn't pay attention.
Most mutants have talents that are different from ordinary people, but the drafting will also give them a sense of superiority in their hearts, and the expansion of superiority will become arrogant.
As a mutant that can move in space, ghosts are even more so.
He is used to relying on his fascinating advantage to directly attack the opponent's vitals, but when his advantage is wiped out, all the rest are shortcomings.
The weapon skills are mediocre, the fighting quality is weak, and the physical quality is weak. Apart from being able to shoot a few shots with his revolver from time to time, he has almost no other means of attack.
However, it is not completely without other means of attack... Thinking of this, the ghost's eyes drifted away.
Boom——
The sound of the air bursting after being squeezed rapidly, accompanied by another muffled sound, Logan's body was knocked out like a cannonball~IndoMTL.com~ He fell heavily on the back wall.
"I will kill you."
The sound of the urn in the urn sounded, and a mutant who was more than two meters tall and covered in fat and fat like a meat ball stood in front of Logan.
The fat palms waved in the air, and it was easy to bring out the sound of wind surging.
Mutant-Meatball, he is powerful, with a very thick fat layer and tough skin, can withstand bullets and even shells, and can use any part of his body to release a powerful impact.
Except for the head that is not covered by fat, even a pounding on his lower body won't make him feel the slightest pain.
When necessary, he can burn the fat stored in his body, bringing him an explosive all-round physical increase. At that time, although he lost his invincible defense, he would become more difficult to cope with.
Although the sharpness of Edman alloy can easily cut the body of the meatball, on the other hand, once Logan is caught by the meatball, he is destined to be difficult to escape.