The Master of Imitation turned away, and as always, he wanted to leave the rancid, moldy mercenary behind him.

Not because they don't have a good relationship, on the contrary, it's because he knows Wade too well, and he's even the only person in the whole world who can hear Deadpool's voice.

He could hear cancer cells corrupting Wade's brain, unknown beings whispering to Deadpool, and even for a while, he could hear how the audience who others thought didn't exist but Deadpool thought existed gave Wade all sorts of bad ideas.

During that time, it was called a hangover.

In the eyes of the current master of imitation, Wade is just a few days a month, as if he is suddenly sick or suddenly normal, and there are always some strange proposals.

It's true that the Imitation Master wants to make money, but not from Deadpool, which is not in such a state of abnormality.

Mercenaries are different, and there is a way for him to choose to steal.

"If you don't promise me, then only one of us will be able to leave here alive today." Wade suddenly jumped up behind him, raised the two double knives in his hands above his head, and launched a surprise attack on Anthony: "I don't think I'm going to die, so ......"

The twin knives carried two cold flashes, the carbon sodium steel was still sharp even after a circle in the belly of the chicken bull monster, and the barely audible sound of the wind when the weapon was swung was hidden by the strange screams of Deadpool himself, which reminded Anthony to hurry up and defend.

Anthony instantly pulled out the greatsword behind his back, blocking Wade's jump split, and the three weapons collided together and sparks flew around, illuminating their faces in the night.

The wind in New York at night is always a bit noisy, and those who die with snaps of their fingers are given a second life, while New York is celebrating the resurrection, with the smell of alcohol and vomit in the breeze.

"Sure enough, I went crazy again."

Anthony sighed and pushed Deadpool out with his arm, he was a reformed warrior after all, and Deadpool was so inferior to him in terms of strength.

"No, I can't find anyone else to help me, you have to help, or you'll die to show me." Deadpool was blown out of the roof and rolled on the roof of the building in a lazy donkey position: "You're my good friend, don't force me." ”

Anthony under the skull mask didn't know what his expression was, he seemed to be stunned for a moment: "According to the normal situation, shouldn't I not agree, and you will die to show me?" ”

"That's right, I'm just saying you're dying for me now." Wade tilted his head, he didn't feel anything wrong.

Anthony raised his hand and waved: "No, let's do it, if I ask you to do something for me, and you don't agree, I can threaten to say, 'If you don't agree, I'll die for you', that's right......"

"yes, you're going to die now." The white eyes on Deadpool's mask blinked, there was nothing wrong with what he said before.

“@#！ %@#！ ”

Anthony spat out a mouthful of fragrance and pulled out his Uzi submachine gun to shoot at Deadpool, he shouldn't be playing with Deadpool, let's see the real thing.

And Deadpool also took out two guns and fired fiercely at Anthony using the vents on the rooftop as cover.

The sound of gunfire echoed through the night sky, and the blazing trajectory streaked over the heads of the two men.

The Master of Mimicry was covered in heavy armor, and the bullets were no threat to him, causing no damage other than a clanging sound.

Wade was probably shot dozens of times, but he couldn't die, just a little pain.

"Do you think I can't imitate your fighting skills, so you're going to eat me?" The Master of Imitation replaces a magazine and continues to strafe.

Wade's body was splashed with blood, but his tone was still relaxed: "That's right, that's it, you will never want to master my 'Deadpool Flow' martial arts." ”

Anthony rolled his eyes: "Deadpool stream martial arts...... You're twitching like an ancient Celtic, whoever imitates you is sick! ”

"Yes, I'm just sick, do you have medicine?" Deadpool frantically pulled the trigger and watched the sparks drift on the armor of the imitation master: "Anyway, you can't beat me, just follow me!" ”

"But as long as I imitate your cousin's fighting skills, I can spend a whole day with you, and I can't say who wins or who loses!" One of the advantages of 40K's Master Mimic over other alternate worlds is that he has learned a lot of tricks against Deadpool from Deathstroke.

Although it may not be able to win, at least it is no longer a mess of being sent by a mad dog.

Wade laughed, if his cousin's fighting skills were so easy to imitate, he would not be a death knell, Anthony learned a fur, and dared to speak out without learning the essence.

My cousin has a strangulation, and when he fights him, it's like fighting with a dozen Hulks at the same time, who can learn this?

"Then let's try." Wade put away his guns and jumped out in high spirits.

"Come!" Anthony also turned out of the bunker.

After the ranged attacks were ineffective, the two of them once again fought together with cold weapons.

After fighting for more than three minutes, the weapon hit hundreds of times, and no one had the upper hand, imitating what the master had learned from Deathbell...... It seems to be quite useful.

"Fakesquid, can't you go find the cable?" Anthony swings his greatsword and tries to split Deadpool in half: "Doesn't he like children?" ”

Wade ducked in a pan-iron posture as if he were dancing a Maori drill rod, and then he held a dagger between his toes and intended to sneak up on the imitation of the master's chrysanthemum:

"That's right, but he likes children too much, I suspect he's an X-fetish, and my daughter can't be handed over to that kind of pervert!"

Anthony's metal combat boots smashed Wade's soles with one foot, and the dagger naturally slipped between his toes, and he scolded angrily: "But that's just your imagination!" Can't you tell the difference between reality and subjective perception? ”

"Don't ask me, my life right now is a nightmare come true!"

Wade pulled his foot as thin as a piece of paper back from the sole of his shoe, and at the same time took out a grenade from his waist bag and pinched it directly in his hand to pull the string.

"!"

The Master of Imitation hurriedly dodged, although shrenching was not a problem, but such a close grenade explosion might make him lose his hearing in a short time, and his armor had no shock absorption ability, once he was in a trance, he was really not a Deadpool opponent who could heal himself at high speed.

Deadpool's self-healing speed is either very slow or very fast, and anything that happens to him is reasonable.

"Bang !!"

The grenade exploded, but instead of explosions and flying shrapnel, it was followed by a burst of bright light.

Wade staggered around as if he was drunk, and the bright light made his cerebellum lose its balance, and now he couldn't stand steadily.

"Fake, I'm wrong again, how did I take out the flashbang that my cousin gave me, I'm going to die......"

The mercenary with the greatsword approached, his skeletal helmet with a full set of electronics to defend against flashbangs, and Wade flashed himself with flashbangs, but not him.

He raised the weapon in his hand, and then slashed down with a sword.

"Butterfly!! Yes!!! ”

There was a scream in the night sky, and then everything was calm.

...............

"You've changed, Anton, you don't love me anymore."

Wade's head said this, and his body was a few meters away.

The previous shootout between the two was likely to cause some trouble, so after cutting off Wade's head, the mimic master took the separated Deadpool to one of his safe houses, intending to have a good talk.

Deadpool without a body is better at communicating, at least not suddenly sneaking up from behind.

It's just that the head that was put on the table, at this time, looked abandoned, and the tone was very resentful.

Anthony took off his helmet and was drinking a bottle of energy drink at this time, he was used to Wade's flowery appearance, even if he looked at the indescribable face, he still ate and drank calmly.

He listened to Wade's experience of what he had explained, and was thinking about a way at this time, as if he didn't see Wade's grudge at all.

"You mean, the death knell reminds you that you have a daughter and tells you she's going to be orphaned?"

"Yes, it's my dark, cruel and unsympathetic cousin." Wade's eyes twitched up and down, after all, his head couldn't move on the table.

Anthony frowned, put the drink with the green paw painted on it to his lips, but he didn't pour it down, and he was silent for a long time amid the faint turning of the ventilation fan.

"What is his purpose?"

"Huh?" Wade was confused, he didn't quite understand what Anthony was asking.

"Knell never does things without reason, and he tells you this news by grasping at your character weakness and anticipating that you will go to that girl. And then he can get away with you and do something, and think about it, what was he going to do? ”

Anthony always felt that there were ghosts, but it was because the name Death Knell was a mountain for everyone.

Wade's eyes slowly swirled in circles in his sockets, and he wondered, wasn't his cousin just trying to torture himself for fun? But I didn't think about grabbing the strangled things to eat, why did my cousin want to break up with himself?

"It was 1980, we were playing Tomb Raider in the Savage Continent, and my cousin was looking for the Spider Totem, and we came across the Supreme Chicken Cow Castle......" Wade recalled looking at the dark ceiling, as if it were normal.

The imitation master took the hand holding the corner of his forehead, and hurriedly waved it in the air to signal a pause:

"What a mess, sober up, think about it again, you must have something inadvertently touched by him."

"Spell my head back, I'm not going to fight you! Hurry up, it's about my chastity. ”

Wade became excited, as if he remembered something.

The Master of Imitation shrugged, walked over and picked up Wade's head, assembled it around the neck of the headless corpse, and the self-healing moment was activated, and Deadpool jumped.

Wade reached out and touched his PP for the first time, thanks to Anthony reminding him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to remember that he lost consciousness for a while after knocking his head off, and his cousin didn't do anything to his chrysanthemum at that time, right?

Fortunately, after his 'two-finger exploration' careful inspection, everything was normal, the elasticity was fine, and the amount of bleeding had not changed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, as a rectal cancer patient, blood in the stool is also a common thing.

But it's strange, what did my cousin take from him? Wade lowered his head and pinched his chin in thought, but he still couldn't think of it.

"Did you bring back all the things you brought to the Savage Continent? Or is it something that originally belonged to you, but temporarily existed in the Savage Continent? The imitation master asked another question.

"Twin knives, brought back...... Double guns, school bags, wallets, little yellow ducks, Marilyn Monroe's wig...... It's all here. ”

Wade lowered his head and rummaged through his bag, bringing back everything he had brought with him, and ......

"Fack! My little strong village! My cousin took over my toys, for sure! ”

He finally remembered that if there was anything in the Wild Continent that belonged to Deadpool before, but now belonged to Deathknell, it was that village.

The people in it used to believe in the god of poop, but later because Deadpool gave them benefits, those guys converted to the god of immortality, which shows how weak their faith is.

I guess it's too late to think about it now, those people should have already converted to the Supreme Mage, right? Alas......

The Master of Imitation leaned back and leaned lightly on the couch, the faint light making his white figure look hazy:

"I see, it seems that your so-called Xiaoqiang Village was taken away by the death knell more than 20 years ago and became today's Antarctic Holy of Holy, so mourn, you will definitely not come back."