Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1419: The massacre begins

"What's the point of praying?"

"Did you respond once?"

"Words are burned like fire, and the words that are left are scattered into mud."

"Calling you speechlessly, I can't stop trembling, my heart has twisted my soul to pieces!"

In the ruined apartment that was destroyed by the explosion, there was the sound of showers, accompanied by humming songs.

Although the explosion destroyed the functions of most of the facilities, the blown water pipes did not affect the shower. Deadpool hummed a song while carefully cleaning his body, cleaning the blood stains and All the sludge is washed off.

A moment later, after cleaning, he walked out of the half-collapsed 'bathroom' naked.

"The past is like smoke, let the beautiful nirvana reappear."

"I look up and ask the God of heaven, please let the beautiful Nirvana reappear."

"Let the tears in my heart quench the fire of my soul."

He hummed the song, picked up the tight battle suit placed at the door, and after wearing it slowly one by one, he pulled out two special samurai swords from inside the broken wall.

Swish Swish Swish!

Choose a few knives casually, making sharp cutting sounds in the air.

Deadpool inserted the double knives into the back, and inserted the two pistols into the gun pockets on his legs. After confirming that there was no missing equipment, he nodded with satisfaction and walked to the only remaining mirror.

The singing stopped abruptly.

Looking at the ugly face covered with scars in the mirror, the corners of Deadpool's lips gradually raised, evoking a crazy arc.

"Hi... hello, Mr. Wade Winston Wilson."

"I'm Deadpool, nice to... meet you."

The face reflected in the mirror became crazy, evil, violent, and ferocious.

"Do you want sales? No problem...I will satisfy you, high-ranking narrators!"

"The show... has begun!"

As the voice fell, Deadpool slowly put on the hood.

Stamping on the pools of blood and internal organs, making a strange crackling sound, and stepping on the ordinary people he slaughtered, Deadpool gave a low and sinister smile, and walked out of the apartment. on the gate.

Crack!

When the door of the apartment was closed, those scarlet and violent childish eyes flashed through the crack of the door for a moment.

"God can't extinguish my anger, because my soul... has already been twisted and broken!"

The faint singing sound echoed in the corridor of the apartment, gradually drifting away until it disappeared completely.

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Three days have passed since the explosion in Vienna.

Shockingly, Captain America assisted criminals to escape, and blatantly rejected and protested the Sokovia Agreement. With the help of many media, these two actions made him now, basically, everyone shouted. Street rats.

The hero who once fought against the Communist Party became an accomplice to the massacre overnight.

Not only him, the Scarlet Witch, who accidentally caused civilian casualties in Nigeria last time, was also revealed by the media to be a member of Hydra. After the Sokovia disaster was closely related to her, she was also attacked. Reviled by millions of netizens.

Facebook, Twitter, and all social media networks, including news, newspapers, and variety shows, are doing everything they can to discredit her.

The formerly united Avengers Alliance also had huge cracks due to Captain America's actions. It was divided into two factions internally, and they even angrily denounced each other in public.

But the instigator of all this, Nick Fury, sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, quietly waiting for the next development.

However, what gave Fury a headache was that superheroes, supervillains, and even some well-known politicians and big capitalists were assassinated by some red-hooded mercenaries in many places in New York recently.

In just two days, more than a dozen victims appeared.

"Let everyone be careful..."

Fury frowned, and told Coulson, "Investigate his origins, and then...kill him directly."

He is really powerless now, and he doesn't have the extra thoughts to worry about such trivial matters.

Since he was attacked by the Skrulls last time, he understood that the opponent's patience was about to be exhausted. If he didn't take advantage of the last time to do something, then what awaited them would be destruction.

"Understood, Director, I will notify them."

Colson nodded. As a confidant, he immediately understood what his boss meant.

Go and inform those superheroes, watch out for a mercenary who is plotting to kill them.

However, when Coulson arrived, he found that it seemed a bit late.

The first person he chose to notify was Hawkeye Button who was on vacation, but when he arrived at the other party's apartment in New York, he found that the walls and corridors were covered with chilling blood.

A large amount of blood is like an artist's paint, being splashed and smeared on the walls and floors.

There are traces of twisting and dragging, and signs of struggle can be clearly seen.

Colsonton felt bad, and immediately pushed open the door.

Bang!

The moment the door was pushed open, Coulson's eyes widened, showing a look of horror.

Hawkeye Barton was nailed to the wall by a sharp arrow, his eyes glared and glared, his limbs were cut off cruelly, blood seeped into the cracks along the floor, and the whole room was filled with a thick smell. The smell of blood.

Barton... died, and he died in his own sharp arrow and in his bedroom.

A chill rose from the back of Coulson's forehead, he hardly thought or hesitated, let alone collected the corpse for his companion, but ran out of the room with strides, rushed into his car, and kicked Step on the gas pedal.

At the same time, he dialed the contact and reported the assassination of Barton.

The beloved car galloped wildly on the road, brought a dazzling red flash, and rushed towards Queens like lightning.

In his impression, the most famous superhero in New York is there.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at a certain street in Queens.

Before he stopped, he heard harsh gunshots and classic American curses from the room across the street.

"His goal is indeed here!"

Colson pulled out the gun at his waist, kicked the car door and rushed down, running towards the opposite house.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, the door was knocked open, and a figure flew out backwards.

Coulson, who was rushing towards him, happened to be hit by that figure, and the two of them groaned and flew backwards for several meters at the same time, wiping a conspicuous bloodstain on the hard asphalt road.

"Ahem... I'm sorry, get out of here quickly!"

The man coughed heavily, the blood couldn't stop spurting out, and at the same time he didn't forget to let him go.

It was only then that Coulson realized that the person who bumped into him was exactly the target he was looking for, Spiderman Peter Parker.

"I'm an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., and I'm here to protect you!" Coulson didn't dare to procrastinate, and directly reported his identity, and then said: "Someone is deliberately murdering superheroes, and you are one of the targets! "

"I think... I know who you're talking about..."

Spider-Man's eyes narrowed slightly~IndoMTL.com~ He turned to the opposite street, and said in a deep voice: "Wade Winston Wilson, code-named Deadpool, professional mercenary, special ability is immortality, proficient in various Similar to hot weapons and cold weapons, the fighting ability is extremely strong."

"Tsk tsk tsk... As expected of my good friend, he knows me better than my wife."

Amidst the extremely weird laughter, Deadpool walked out of the room across the street, carrying two samurai swords, and said with a grin: "For the sake of you being my good friend, I deliberately... I saved you for the last one."

"Why are you doing this... Wade?!"

Spiderman asked while clutching his chest, where he was slashed, the wound was so deep that bones could be seen.

"Well...let me think about it, why?"

After pondering for a moment, Deadpool let out a ferocious low smile: "Of course...for your own good!

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