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Chapter five hundred and eighty-eight the tragic experience of him and me Lin Hua

Deadpool slaughtered the Marvel Universe, half a day ago.

"Hey, man, we're meeting again!"

Deadpool tilted his head and looked at Lin Hua who was floating in the air in front of him for two seconds, and said in confusion:

"Huh! Why do I say again?"

Lin Hua: “…”

Lin Hua didn't understand why this guy said, "Has he met this guy from other worlds?"

Unlike the parrot Ling Hua, the mouse Linhua has a clearer self-awareness. Not only can he feel that his current life is meaningless, but he can also feel his own existence. Therefore, although he was a little surprised that Deadpool, a guy who could see the fourth wall, knew him, it was not very strange.

"Uh! Man, have we seen him somewhere? I didn't recognize you in the clothes for a while... Why do I always think we've met each other honestly? Damn it, tell me who was behind that night! Is it you, or me?"

Lin Hua: “…”

"I often feel out of place with this world because I am not perverted enough."

After sighing, Lin Hua stepped forward and wanted to turn around and leave, but before Lin Hua could take further action, a long sword crossed in front of Lin Hua, and then the silly voice of Deadpool broke out again.

"Hey man, you probably came to join the Avengers, right?

Unfortunately, I'll tell you that they just moved their headquarters to hell, but it doesn't matter. The kind-hearted Deadpool sent you there in person.

One-way tickets to hell are free! For the sake of our in-depth exchanges, Deadpool will not make you feel pain...

Just like that night, I will try to be gentle when I stab you!"

As he said that, the knife that Deadpool crossed in front of Lin Hua flashed quickly and flew towards the artery on Lin Hua's neck.

A splash of sword lights passed through the sky, and the cold light pierced the air. In an instant, Deadpool rushed past Lin Hua and stood at the wrong side. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Deadpool's mouth.

"What do you think I will do this? Bastard, I know you are not dead yet..."

After glanced at the long knife that had not been stained with blood, Deadpool turned around, took out the pistol from his waist and pointed an additional wound on his neck. He lay on the ground like a corpse. The figure with blood was like two shots of "biubiu".

"Tsk, have you been discovered..."

After cutting it up unhappily, Lin Hua's wound, which seemed like a fountain, stopped instantly. With a glance, he instantly smashed the flying bullets, and then floated up from the ground.

"How did you see it? I should have stopped my heartbeat and breathing."

"Tsk, how can I see it? If I can't see such a large dialog box..."

When he heard Lin Hua’s question, Deadpool, the talkative man, naturally gave him advice. He held Lin Hua’s head carelessly and said such words that ordinary people were confused about.

If ordinary people listen, they will probably be confused. What kind of dialog box are you afraid you are not teasing me?

But if you are a time traveler, or Professor X who has already died of brain, you should be able to understand.

Because, this is a comic.

"Tsk, is the fourth wall?"

He smacked his lips with some discomfort. Lin Hua mumbled in his heart.

"Oh, can you see it too? As expected, I'm a person who has been honest with me. Oh, how about it? Tell me if I was wearing pants that day..."

"Can you still see it? This damn editor."

Listening to the Deadpool's Didi Gugu in front of him, Lin Hua also understood that he might not be able to hide his words. I guess in his eyes, there should be several circles on his forehead, and there is a huge circle on the circle, and the frame is what he is thinking.

"Oh, are you scolding the editor too? So are I, haha, man, it seems that we still have a lot of common topics, but you can't scold you like this. Come with me and scold you like this, this shit screenwriter %#@##@@%..."

Deadpool was whispering, smiling happily, while raising the knife and stabbing Lin Hua again, and the position was naturally Lin Hua's heart.

The movements were not strong, but for some reason, it brought Lin Hua a disgusting sense of crisis, just like this rotten knife that was obviously curled and even his hair was not necessarily broken can pierce his heart.

The strange sense of incongruity really made Lin Hua very uncomfortable.

Just like the knife that was obviously impossible to hurt Lin Hua before, it cut off Lin Hua's artery.

Without wanting to bear this disgusting feeling, Lin Hua naturally dodged and dodged in an instant. Anyway, his purpose of coming here has basically been achieved, and he doesn't need to argue with Deadpool here.

He waved out a blue gem, the size of a thumb, and a blue light suddenly flashed on Lin Hua's body, and then disappeared from the spot in the next moment.

After Deadpool stepped over a sword light, he naturally lost his life.

"Where did that guy go?"

Deadpool glanced around and moved to the top of the building in an instant. Standing on the largest building in New York, looking down at every corner of New York, and finding nothing. Lin Hua seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

"Damn it, I actually let him run away..."

At the same time, Lin Hua's side.

Standing outside the Earth's atmosphere, his vision broke through the heavy clouds. Looking at the earth below, he was looking at the red and black vulgar figure who kept talking about these things while constantly dancing with his hands. Lin Hua let out a sigh of relief and said to himself.

"Deadpool slaughtered the Marvel Universe. This universe is a bit too big. I didn't feel it was being cut, but..."

Lin Hua couldn't say it halfway, because there was a figure, a sword light, and a sound of beating in front of him.

"Hey, man, why are you going so fast to get down and sit down?"

"Tear~"

"Oh, bah, bah, how do you swallow those perverts..."

Looking at the red and black perverted licking the blood in front of him and then constantly spitting out with disgust, Lin Hua touched the slender wound on his arm that had just been exposed, and was speechless.

Lin Hua no longer wants to worry about death. How did this guy hurt himself with a broken knife? He didn’t want to worry about how this guy discovered him, nor did he care about how this guy came here? One thing Wenhua wants to do now is to kill him!

"Hey, man, I remember you have a crush on the Goddess of Death, right? I have tickets to her family here, please go there."

With his hand stretched out, a mother wiped the wound on her hand. Lin Hua stretched out her palm and pointed it at the Deadpool in front of her, and then waved it hard.

Deadpool felt as if there was some invisible force that pinched his body and threw him out directly. Before he could force anything, a huge ball of light hit him instantly.
Chapter completed!
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