[Zhongyingmei] Who is my father?

After Joyce made a surprising statement for Deadpool, for a moment, the entire banquet hall fell into a mysterious silence.The hostage guests and the hostage robbers all sized up the strangely dressed comrade with horrified and surprised eyes, with serious faces all over their faces, and no one would admit afterwards that they laughed first.

It was the first time that he saw someone who could compare himself to a pervert. The clown was silent for a while amidst the ups and downs of laughter behind him, and the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, almost grinning behind his ears.

"Interesting." He smiled sinisterly and strangely, and he used his own strength to make the banquet hall look like a horror film shooting scene: "Except for Batman, I haven't seen such an interesting person for a long time."

"That's right, my brother is also unique in Marvel." Proudly puffed out his chest, Deadpool triumphantly raised his non-existent tail: "So that buddy with the grassland on his head, should you also be yourself?" introduce?"

"I don't have an interesting name like yours."

The laugh became even more perverted, he even forgot the most favored Batman for a while, his attention was all attracted by Deadpool: "Everyone calls me the clown."

"Ah! You are the bastard who is suspected of killing my Hani!!"

The name was really impressive, and Deadpool's tone turned from steady to serious, pointing at the clown as if he had discovered some heinous class enemy: "It's too much, we Hani even said that we don't know you anymore , why are you still here to make trouble?!"

...Don't bring me out at a time like this, okay, I don't want to have a name in your conversation.

And what does it have to do with me that he comes to Wayne's party and messes up?

Joyce leaned closer to Bucky silently, not wanting to admit that the person who dragged him into the water again was actually his roommate.

"I'm here, and I have nothing to do with anyone present." The tone was deliberately prolonged, as if he was sighing meaningfully.The clown held a gun in one hand, and he was not afraid of boiling water when facing a dead pig, but after he easily found the other party who was suddenly dragged out of the cue by him, he turned to Joey who was silently hoping that the other party would not see him S: "I'm not going to think so now, though."

"Oh——" He narrowed his eyes, as if he was picking on something, his lips were red as if they were covered with blood: "Look at this pretty face. Let me think about it, we met each other that night, didn't we? "

"..." Feeling physically uncomfortable with this perverted tone, Joyce turned his head away from the gun that was about to stab his face, and at the same time tugged on the sleeve of the Winter Soldier, signaling him to be calm: " If you point that thing at me again, I won't be polite."

"Then, I'm really a little scared." Although he said so on his mouth, his expression didn't seem to cooperate at all.The clown took half a step back, looked straight into Joyce's eyes, and moved his hand on the trigger: "But if I'm scared, I might not be able to help but want to—bang!"

"You can try." He also looked at him without giving in. The ex-killer looked very calm, as if the gun was not pointed at his nose: "Whoever doesn't shoot will kiss Wade for 10 minutes."

Deadpool: "..." Are you a devil?

I'll tickle you, I'll really tickle your Hani, believe it or not! ! !

Bucky almost laughed out loud beside him.

"..." Probably never seen a companion who hurt each other like this, the clown seemed a little choked for a moment.What's even more exaggerated is that he really took a look at Deadpool from the corner of his eye, and then turned back silently, a complexity visible to the naked eye appeared in his eyes.It was obvious that they had disliked each other.

Deadpool:"……"

Knock in mom!Did you hear me? I'm knocking! !

"alright, you win."

There was sincere regret in his tone.The clown shrugged and snapped his finger on the trigger.And after the "bang" gunshot, what everyone saw was not the scene of Joyce's blood splattered on the spot, but a small flag protruding from the muzzle of the gun, fluttering in the wind between the two of them. Like some sort of unspoken taunt.

How can it be impossible to tell the difference between a real gun and a fake gun.Joyce didn't even blink, obviously not planning to cooperate with the other party's performance at all.

"It's really interesting."

After firing the gun, he retreated a few steps until he retreated into the protective circle formed by his subordinates.The clown threw away the toy gun in his hand, spread his arms and laughed loudly at the crowd in front of him, as if he had discovered something that interested him, and even the forgiving hair seemed to be shining:

"It's been a long time since Gotham has such an interesting person." He expressed regret in an aria-like tone, "It's a pity that I didn't prepare well today, otherwise, when Batman comes, life in this script may be even more exciting a little."

Sure enough, the clown's reaction from the beginning to the end confirmed Joyce's judgment. He really didn't know himself, so it's probably conceivable who was blocking him behind the scenes.After confirming that the other party had nothing to do with his purpose, the former killer immediately lost interest in the clown, and was too lazy to talk nonsense with the pervert, not to mention affecting his mood, and exposing his position to potential enemies. People nest fire.

Therefore, from the corner of the eye, he glanced in the direction where Bruce Wayne was before, and as expected, he found that there was no one there.Joyce knew it in his mind, so he simply raised his arms and put on a posture of watching a theater.

And basically synchronized with his movements, Deadpool touched his head, and finally seized the opportunity to fight back against the clown: "Then you wait for your Batman, he may be on the way... no, what if he has already arrived Woolen cloth?"

"..."

Still with that smile on his face, the clown opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.But before he could make a sound, just like he led someone into the banquet hall abruptly, he was suddenly hooked by the back collar of the rope that flew from nowhere, and was directly hung on the ceiling away from the crowd.

At the same time, the dark shadow that made all the criminals in Gotham terrified also fell on the ground, like a god of death spread its wings, casting a distorted shadow on the wall.

"Ah, look, here he comes."

He leisurely continued what he had just said.Deadpool looked up at the clown who had been hung on the wall, and made a full-scale mockery of the clown's skill of begging for a bat to get a bat.

"It seems that Arkham needs to be stricter on your sex." After knocking down the masked people around him who were too late to react, Bruce decisively ignored the three people watching the play next to him, raised his head and used Batman's unique His hoarse voice said, "Remember, Gotham is not a place where you can run wild."

"is it?"

While dangling from the ceiling, the clown doesn't show any unexpected emotion on his face.Although the attention was distracted by the three of Joyce, he really didn't expect to be caught off guard by Batman.But even so, things have not exceeded his expectations.

Batman, the patron saint of Gotham.

Everyone is saying that he promotes good and punishes evil, but can he really protect everyone every time?Including these corrupt bureaucrats and politicians who are not worth mentioning?

The smile on the corner of his mouth widened, and the clown looked at the crowd huddled in a corner, rushing towards the safe exit, and made some kind of gesture.The entrance that had been cleared by Batman suddenly poured in more people wearing smiling masks. The number was so large that Bruce alone could no longer completely block it.

"..."

Unexpectedly, the clown had a backhand, and Batman was immediately overwhelmed by his subordinates. From a distance, he could only see his two pointed ears shaking up and down.

"So are we going to help?" Deadpool said so, but picked up his plate in his hand.

"You should go and help." Bucky echoed irrelevantly.

"I'm definitely going to help." Joyce finally concluded, looking at the attackers who broke through Bruce's barrier and rushed towards the guests, his tone sounded firm: "Otherwise, ordinary people will be affected, right?"

"...Then why don't you go!!" Batman yelled angrily from the pile of bullets, almost pissed off by their virtue of only moving their mouths but not hands, and wanted to give each of them a bat dart to wake them up.

Okay, okay, what's the hurry.

Tapping on his right wrist, Joyce sighed, and finally raised his arm and threw it at the heads of the masked people who were obviously trying to take hostages.A group of people were brought down almost in the blink of an eye.But the action was only faster than him, Deadpool pulled out his long knife, and chased the enemy in the other direction hehehe.Bucky stood there without moving, but the bullet had already greeted him for a round. In a blink of an eye, there were several more human bodies in disorder on the ground. Even if they were not dead, they had almost lost all their mobility.

The fighting was intense.

Although the masked people had an advantage in numbers, none of the four people present at Naihe were easy to mess with.Forget about a Batman, it's unlucky to run into Joyce's Deadpool Bucky after making trouble, so soon, the situation showed a one-sided trend, and the clown's side began to cool down visibly, even if the venue There are still guests who are dragging their feet, and more and more assailants who have been beaten to the ground have piled up on the ground.

"I think it's almost there."

A hapless ghost who swung his arm away and dared to attack from behind, Bucky quickly fired a shot, and said to Joyce beside him: "The rest of Batman can handle it alone, and the Gotham police... Coming soon, we'd better not meet them face-to-face."

"Indeed." Not wanting to walk into that unlucky place again so soon, Joyce nodded, glanced at Deadpool who was blocking a gun for a guest on the other end, and agreed with the Winter Soldier's suggestion: "But I'm a little Do you suspect what is the purpose of our coming here? Is it just to help Wayne fight the clown?"

Could it be that he was thinking too much, that the man behind the scenes who wanted to kill him wouldn't do it at the banquet?But the other party brought him here from New York with such a mobilization, and even the mysterious man he met said that his doubts would be answered here, so what is it now?

I just can't understand the guys who pretend to be ghosts like this.The more Joyce thought about it, the more he felt that he might have been tricked. He kicked away the corpse on the ground a little annoyed, and turned his head to call Deadpool to retreat.

however.

"Wade?" He shouted a few times, but did not get a response from the other party as expected.Joyce looked at Deadpool standing face to face with the young guest he was standing in front of just now. He didn't know what he was doing, frowned slightly, and raised his volume again: "You..."

In the next second, before he could finish speaking, he and Bucky saw Deadpool suddenly fell face down as if the electricity had been cut off. It was so fast that people couldn't react. He held it in his hand without any resistance, jumped out of the window like a gust of wind, and disappeared into the colorful neon lights.

He even turned his head and gave Joyce a familiar smile that made him feel terrified.

Like a demon with a sharp blade in his hand, he finally spread his wings symbolizing death.