Faced with Big John's questioning, the rotten meat twisted twice on the floor.
He struggled to raise a hand and waved it perfunctorily.
"Now's not the time man."
Deadpool chuckled.
The red glow in the sloppy man's eyes became even brighter.
He didn't accept this nonsense and took a step closer. "Why can you go but can't take me with you?"
"Because now all they can think about is how to kill the outsiders."
Deadpool stretched out a finger with no nails and pointed at Video Camera in the sloppy man's hand.
"Didn't you look carefully just now? The headless corpse lying on the ground is me."
Big John followed Deadpool's finger and glanced at the frozen picture on the screen.
"Lynn is very defensive now."
Deadpool is controlling the growth of granulation while deceiving half-truths and half-falsehoods.
"If I take you there rashly, guess what? That young Homelander will definitely blind you with Heat Vision without saying a word. So I have to make arrangements for the meeting first and lay out the red carpet for you before going over."
Hearing this, Big John fell into silence.
He is naturally not afraid of fighting. Even if it is his other self, he is absolutely confident that he can push the opponent to the ground and rub him.
But when his eyes touched the smiling face of Lynn on the screen, he hesitated.
The dazzling white light of the nuclear explosion seemed to flash before my eyes again.
He didn't want to experience the despair of watching Lynn disappear in the explosion and being powerless.
He was too afraid of losing.
After finally learning that Lynn is still alive and living so happily, he must not bring any danger to Lynn because of his recklessness.
The red glow under his eyes faded little by little.
Big John took half a step back, temporarily suppressing the murderous intention in his heart.
He stared at Deadpool's almost recovered face and said in a cold tone, "Next time, you must take me there."
"No problem, no problem, I'll take care of it."
Deadpool got up from the ground smoothly, took out a card reader from his tactical belt, made a copy of the video and threw it to Big John.
"Take your time, I'm going to save the world."
Then, he snatched Video Camera back, turned around, tore a dark crack in the air, and got in without looking back.
Stab.
Deadpool hummed a song and stepped out of it with brisk steps.
Here is the top layer of Vought Tower from another Parallel Universe.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling window is the bustling New York night scene. A man wearing a Stars and Stripes cloak is holding a wine glass and looking at this uninvited guest with gloomy eyes.
His eyes were already glowing dangerously red.
However, looking at Deadpool holding Video Camera, he hesitated and did not make a move.
Deadpool completely ignored the opponent's posture of being ready to kill at any time.
He walked up to Homelander, slapped Video Camera in front of him, and pressed the play button.
The screen expands.
No surprises.
Homelander was stunned, and the red light in his eyes dissipated unconsciously.
"Look at this picture."
Deadpool walked around the long table, like a shopping guide trying hard to sell, waving his hands exaggeratedly,
"With the same face and the same Superpower, why can he have a family to accompany him, but you can only drink in this cold tower?"
"Madelyn is old? Still can't bear to leave Ryan that unfilial son?"
"Or, Soldier Boy is as mellow as fine wine?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, Lynn is very young."
He leaned close to Homelander's ear, lowered his voice, and his tone was full of confusion.
"Do you want love? Do you want a warm family?"
Deadpool patted the other party's stiff shoulder,
"If you want, then come with me! There, all your wishes will come true."
Clang.
The wine glass fell on the carpet and the wine spilled all over the floor.
Homelander stared at the smile of his other self on the screen, even his breathing became rapid.
Deadpool saw this and smiled triumphantly.
He left a coordinate tracker behind, turned around and tore open Space Rift again.
He is very busy and has no time to stay for psychological counseling.
In the next few hours, Deadpool was like a tireless salesman, shuttling among countless parallel the Boys Universe.
In some Universe, Homelander is still a confused boy who has just been released from the laboratory.
In some Universe, Homelander has already ruled the world and is sitting on a ruined throne in a daze.
In some Universe, Homelander was seriously injured, or Superpower was lost, and Deadpool had to be stabbed easily.
Deadpool's process is very simple: without saying anything, just show the video when meeting.
Then there are those brainwashing tactics.
This trick is simple and crude, but for these giant babies who have lacked love since childhood and have extremely twisted psychology, it is simply the most deadly poison.
The moment most Homelander saw the video, their defenses completely collapsed.
Jealousy and the desire for family are intertwined, making them trust Deadpool without hesitation to take them to that world.
Of course, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.
There are always several variants with different brain circuits.
Such as now.
Deadpool stands in the ruins.
Homelander on the opposite side had burn scars on half of his face. He sneered and crushed Video Camera on the ground.
"I am the Almighty God."
Scar-faced Homelander's eyes lit up red, and he locked onto Deadpool's head.
"God doesn't need that kind of stupid game of house, and he doesn't need family."
"Wow, the overbearing president has spoken."
Deadpool raised his hands in a gesture of surrender,
"I understand, I understand, you are a lone wolf and you are aloof. If you don't accept this, then I'll just leave."
As he spoke, he got into Space Rift.
Before leaving, Deadpool took the time to ask:
"Have you injected First-Generation Compound V?"
"What? Aren't they all destroyed?"
"Hehe, it's okay."
Just when Scarface Homelander relaxed his vigilance, a Space Rift opened from behind him.
He raised the knife and dropped it.
sneer.
Deadpool wiped the blade and put the knife back into the sheath.
Once again, a crack was opened leading to a new world.
The long-distance bus ran over a pothole on the road, and the carriage jolted violently.
Lynn shook his body as the seat swayed, and reached out to steady the travel bag on his lap.
John, who was sitting next to him, calmly lowered the brim of his baseball cap.
His broad shoulders were squeezed into an ordinary gray coat, and his long legs could only curl up in the somewhat narrow gap between seats.
At this time, the two people have entered the territory of Huaxia.
In fact, less than half a day had passed since they left New York.
The two landed in an uninhabited wilderness on the border of Huaxia, changed into casual clothes, and traveled all the way to Xijiang by means of transportation.
Destination, Mount Longhu.
John is surprisingly quiet.
He turned his head and looked at Lynn who was looking out the window in a daze.