Marvel, who rescued him? !

The release of "Deadpool 2: I Love Your Family" also gave Taylor new superpowers.

[Psychic Teleportation]: Transfer from one location to another.

My butt is a little itchy~~Can you check it for me?

……

Taylor, who was staying in the room, teleported and instantly returned to his house in New York. He opened the refrigerator to see if there was anything delicious in it.

Okay~There's nothing in it~

After Taylor closed the refrigerator door, he stopped and turned to look at his home, unable to help but frown.

You can't underestimate the perception of a superpower. He feels that someone has definitely come in during the past few days when he is not at home! And there’s more than one!

The veins on Taylor's forehead throbbed!

Breaking into a house privately? ! He hates these people who don't obey the law the most!

Is there a thief in your home? of course not! If it were a thief, the house would definitely be in chaos, and it was impossible for little Gwen not to notify her. In this situation, it was more like an agent had entered the house.

Walking to the landline phone with the strongest smell, Taylor squatted in front of it and looked at it coldly.

Several names flashed through my mind.

SHIELD, HYDRA, FBI, CIA.

No need to ask, it must be one of them, but...who is it?

Mudd! I don’t care who you are! I will treat it as if you did it together! Have you been living too easy lately? Then I'll find you some work to do.

After a little thought, Taylor targeted Snake and Shield, the most suspected agency. If Snake and Shield were exposed...hehe...

No... no... no... just exposure is not enough! That would be too no fun...

What if, if they cause chaos in the entire universe...or their ignorant behavior may destroy the entire world~

At the Hydra underground research base, Experimenter A stood on the huge Hydra logo on the ground and drew out a tube of viscous blood from the body of the slit girl and put it into the serum making machine.

Experimenter B complained: "We have almost used up all the criminals with life sentences. Now those with shorter sentences won't be exposed, right?"

Experimenter A took out the serum from the experimental instrument and cursed:

"You idiot, we can just do the work, what does it have to do with us whether we are exposed or not? What we should consider more is that it has been almost two years, and we have not made any progress so far! You don't want to lie on the experimental table and be Let’s do experiments!”

When he heard that he was being experimented on, Experimenter B couldn't help but shudder. He quickly walked to the door and pushed in the experimental materials that were tied to the bed.

Experimenter B looked at the nameplate on his ankle and said, "Willis, how do you feel? Don't worry too much. Our experimental situation is still very stable."

Willis turned pale and asked with trembling lips: "Really...really...can the sentence be reduced?"

"Of course!" Experimenter B said seriously:

"Don't worry, it's just a small experiment about insulin. Participate in this experiment..."

"What nonsense!" Experimenter A stepped forward and directly inserted the serum into Willis's arm, injecting every bit of it.

"Push him over. If he dies, follow the old rules and you don't need to tell me!"

Seeing the inhuman appearance of Experimenter A, Willis felt his whole body go cold. He trembled and shouted:

"No! No! No! What death?! Why did you die! Didn't you say this was a small experiment?"

Experimenter B spread his hands and said: "That's right, but how can there be no accidents in the experiment? It's just that the mortality rate in our experiment is a little high. How do you feel now?"

As he spoke, he pushed Willis to a pile of experimental tables covered with white cloth.

Willis' pupils changed, and he struggled and said:

"I...now...a little cold..."

He said that his whole body went limp and he lay on the bed without breathing.

"Hey -" Experimenter B sighed and said: "Another one died, let's put it aside for now, the incinerator can't hold it anymore."

This is the beginning of "Resident Evil" released by High Dimensional Observer.

Immediately afterwards, Willis, who had been infected into a zombie in the middle of the night, woke up. Then he roared, opened his restraints and sat up from the bed.

"Ah~~~~"

In less than ten minutes, there were no screams in the entire Hydra research base hidden under the prison, leaving only terrifying roars and heavy breathing. Everything remained until the next day, when the Hydra members who came to work opened the door The gate to the base.

In front of him, dozens of zombies with bloody faces raised their heads and stared at him with their fox-like eyes.

Then within 4 hours, the entire New York fell. Some unknown Avengers members tried their best to stop and repel the roaring zombie tide. Then the BOSS that appeared in front of them was——Zombie Tyler! ! !

Zombie Taylor wore an exquisite suit and walked step by step from the zombies. The zombies consciously gave up a circle with a diameter of three meters. Using camouflage, he even looked no different from a normal person until he took action. Moment!

"Woof——" Taylor roared, his whole body was faster than lightning, and he pounced on Natasha who had no time to react. He opened his bloody mouth and bit Natasha's neck. Captain Carter Taylor was knocked away with one blow and tried to help Natasha up, but Natasha's hand was bitten by the zombie-like Natasha.

Soon, except for Stark who escaped from the sky, none of the Avengers who came this time survived.

Stark looked down at this scene of hell on earth, gritted his teeth, and sent a message to Nick.

Spread, spread, spread...

24 hours later, the entire earth fell completely, leaving only a few survivors.

A few days later, in a secret base, an unshaven Stark was trying to prepare an antidote, and in the cage next to him was Captain America, who had been infected and turned into a zombie.

"Okay~ Steve~ Your lunch is ready~" Stark injected the potion into the can of lunch meat and threw it in front of Steve.

Steve hissed at Stark, then took the can and started chewing on it.

Banner pushed the door open and walked in. He glanced at zombie Steve and said sadly:

"Although we still have a lot of supplies, we are also in great trouble. After research, I found that if we want to make serum, we must find the pathogen, the source of this disaster. Only his blood can help us We made immunity and even recovery serum, but every time we took action, we suffered heavy losses."

Stark looked at Steve who was still roaring without any change and said:

"Dr. Banner, I think we need to change our thinking. The power of zombies is not only because of their contagiousness, but also because of their number. What if... our number exceeds theirs?"