Tokyo, Minato District. It was past midnight at this time. Although there were still a few ships entering and leaving the port, it was much less busy than during the day. The relatively remote maritime logistics warehouse was occasionally patrolled by one or two security personnel who seemed to have no energy.
Logic passes.
And at the top of a large gantry crane where these patrols would hardly look up, squatting was a strange man wearing a red and black tights and a hood. "Holmes was not following him, nor was Moriarty following him.
," the weirdo was staring at a list in his hand and muttered: "As for the one following Murdoch - although there is a 7% chance that she is the 'Black Sky' Ai
Rika, but there is still a slight possibility that she is my dear~"
The cold sea breeze blew by, and his words did not receive any response. "Damn it!" After staring at the list for a while, the weirdo in red and black tights angrily crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into his belt: "Why is it suspicious?"
There are so many beautiful girls in the Goddess of Death? How can Mr. Deadpool tell who is the most beautiful girl?
Is it my dear?"
Under the gantry crane, a wild cat was chasing a mouse passing by. "Ah? What else?" He turned his head and stared at the port behind him: "As the goddess of death, my dear can be ever-changing. The only thing that will not change is the surrounding body.
Countless 'breaths of death' - damn it, part 1
I was fooled by a monkey. If he could really recognize it at a glance, he would definitely not tell me so easily."
The cruise ship entering the port late at night emitted a low whistle. "Humph, although Uncle Deadpool can't recognize my dear, she knows me. Compared to a mortal, I am like the fluorescence of rotting grass compared to the bright moon in the sky~" Death
The waiter put his hands on his hips and said to a piece of rust on the gantry crane.
Said: "I can't die anyway, so I just need to show off my charm in front of those girls who are suspected of being the goddess of death. Anyone who beats me directly is not my dear~"
Mottled Rust didn't seem to agree very much, but still remained silent. "Impossible, absolutely impossible~" Deadpool shook his finger: "The one next to Sherlock Holmes is very interested in animation and comics, and he dresses up as a Persona
'This uncle is so handsome, my dear, there is no way he can even look at it.
Don't look at it and just kick me into the subspace rift." "As for the one next to Moriarty, I made a mistake in my judgment. I thought she was looking for me when she said she was looking for the most beautiful girl, so I dressed up casually and went there.
"Yeah," Deadpool lowered his head and pointed at his fingers: "It was really
You shouldn’t knock the makeup artist unconscious, my makeup skills are still far from the top in the world.”
Below the gantry crane, a duty officer absentmindedly passed by with a dim hand. "And now, there is only a 3% chance that Murdoch and my dear Erica will launch an operation here to seize control of maritime logistics.
"Deadpool pretended to roll up his sleeves and walked forward: "Look at me, sir.
Show yourself——"
Boom!
Within three seconds, he fell backwards as if he had hit a wall head-on. His hands and feet danced wildly to prevent him from falling down. He looked a little frustrated: "Who is plotting against me!" as Deadpool said.
, a figure stepped out from the shadow of the gantry crane in front of him. He was wearing a cowboy hat, a large black cape, and a gray hunting jacket. His right hand was clenched and raised. Apparently, Deadpool had just bumped into it.
face.
"Don't get involved in what's going on here," the man said, "There is a 3% chance of gambling. Do you think you are a disciple?"
"Uncle Deadpool can be anyone -" Deadpool paused mid-sentence and looked the person up and down: "Logan? Is that you Logan?"
"Humph." The man did not respond, only making a snort that sounded like contempt. "Oh! Of course it's you! My old buddy! No matter in which world, 'Wolverine' is a good brother of 'Deadpool'~" Death
The waiter stretched out his arms as if to hug him, but pulled back before the other party could react: "
Oh, man, why do you smell like the 'Laughing Bat'?"
"Nothing," the man known as "Wolverine" replied: "I just made a wish to the arrow, asking it to resurrect my wife and heal my daughter." "Which wife? I remember all three of your wives died.
And you don’t have a daughter. Your only son has been trained by your enemies as a tool to deal with you.” Deadpool scratched his head: “Is it the comic version? That’s too much.
I have more than a dozen sons and daughters of various kinds. As for my wife—"
"X-23." Wolverine interrupted Deadpool's chatter.
"...Huh?" Deadpool stared at the black eyes on his big hood: "You actually adopted the setting that 'X-23 is the biological daughter of Wolverine and Dr. Sarah'? In that case, it should be her who resurrects you and your wife.
Right." "When X-23 was a child, the laboratory was attacked by vampires. It is said that he wanted to obtain my genes." Wolverine replied: "Sarah died of serious injuries. X-23 awakened and killed the attacking vampires.
But at the same time, I suffered from blood thirst
disease."
"To round it off, this is a hybrid between a werewolf and a vampire. Are you interested in letting my eldest niece go to Hollywood?" Deadpool slapped his head: "Oh, we are in the movie now, so that's okay." "So, these years,
I have been hunting vampires, and only the 'source blood' of the ancestor can cure blood thirst." Wolverine ignored Deadpool's nonsense and continued: "But now, with such an opportunity, it doesn't hurt to try.
.”
"Why is Van Helsing involved..." Deadpool thought for two seconds and clapped his hands: "Haha! Now you understand why I hate Hal Jordan!"
"I don't quite understand, but now you have the opportunity to teach him a lesson yourself." Wolverine raised his chin towards Deadpool's back.
"Huh? What?" Deadpool turned around in shock, only to find that he and Wolverine were no longer on the gantry crane. They were in a sea composed of black mud as thick as asphalt, and on the sea
The sky is burning
.
"No one can use space ability on Mr. Deadpool!" Deadpool yelled and raised his hand to tear the air around him, but he was stunned as soon as a crack was opened. In the direction Wolverine just signaled, there were two
Dark figures emerged from the "sea surface". One of them looked like a female researcher wearing a lab coat, while the other was wearing the standard Green Lantern uniform with a clear face.
Clearly visible, a man with a confident expression.
"Hmph, even though it's a dummy, let me vent my anger for now." Deadpool was gearing up to approach him when he heard the female researcher make an indistinct voice.
"[You are...loving me...]"
call--
The next moment, a hurricane blew through, and the two pitch-black figures and the entire strange black and red world were cut into pieces.
"Hey! You actually stole someone's head!"
"snort."
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About an hour later, Murdoch and Erica appeared at the port warehouse.
"Hey? The throughput of Tokyo Port should be quite large, right? Why is this collapsed gantry crane left unattended?" "...Who knows."
