"All right, now that this guy has been dealt with, I'm not sticking around with you any longer. I've got things to do, so handle yourselves."
With Starro defeated, Deadpool had no desire to remain there. There was no point in staying, and he wanted to get on with his mission as quickly as possible to earn more Reward Points!
In short, seeing that the Suicide Squad had completed their mission and that he had also fulfilled the task assigned by the Sovereign Space, he was ready to pat his ass and make a clean getaway.
He had no interest in wasting time with the Suicide Squad's bunch of weaklings!
"Hey, wait..."
Harley Quinn had wanted to say something, but Deadpool simply opened a portal and slipped away, leaving her momentarily speechless.
That guy really was still the kind of bastard who turned his back the moment he pulled his pants up.
They had at least shared a night of passion, yet he did not care about her at all.
Then again, it had apparently only been a one-night stand. In this day and age, it was hardly anything remarkable, especially in America, where it was simply commonplace.
Deadpool did not know what mission Superman Clark and the others had gone to carry out, but after some simple deduction, only an alien threat could have driven all those Kryptonians into action.
What kind of extraterrestrial crisis could make Superman Clark take things so seriously?
Combined with the current timeline, the most likely answer was the Justice League incident—or rather, Steppenwolf.
In truth, Steppenwolf was no threat to Kryptonians. Any random Kryptonian could beat him senseless, let alone the enhanced Kryptonians of today, who had trained in Sovereign Space and traveled through several worlds. Steppenwolf stood even less of a chance