After hiding Batman's power armor, Chen Lu received a message from Tony, who came to tell Chen Lu a piece of news that he couldn't determine whether it was good or bad:

"Boy, someone has crossed over from our universe and a boring guy comes running and wants a job. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Chen Lu asked, "This is not normal, even the Devourer of Planets does not have the energy to cross from the Marvel Universe to this world!" Who is he? ”

"Hey, missed me?"

Suddenly, a strange guy wearing a red and black tights, carrying two pitch-black katanas, and two submachine guns at his waist fell in front of Chen Lu, and this strangely dressed guy began to babble as soon as he saw Chen Lu:

"Wow, I've finally found you, you don't know how boring I am on that planet where there are only zombies left, without the Avengers, without the X-Men, even the Asgardians have been killed by you, oh huh, do you know what it's like to not even have someone to talk to? Those zombies didn't respond even if I talked to them non-stop for a day. ”

"Deadpool, no one can stand to be annoyed by you all day." Chen Lu shouted the name of this strange man, if there is any opponent he has been unpredictable for a long time, it is Deadpool, a madman who dies all day but can't die. No, this guy broke the dimensional wall directly and rushed to the DC world.

"Tell me how you came with me and what your purpose is." Depending on Deadpool's answer, Chen Lu might mash this guy into a mixture of meat sauce and cement and throw it into the Pacific Ocean, although it won't kill him, but at least it will allow Deadpool to be in peace for a while.

Deadpool spread his hands and replied, "It's nothing, I don't know where I'm running when I get up every day, and it's a disaster for the teleportation belt, whatever, it's not a bad thing." At least life here is a little more fun than your zombie planet, and it's great to have a large group of people to have fun with me, and a lot of beautiful girls and men waiting for me to pamper, isn't it? ”

Deadpool's answer was a bit of a problem, but with his crazy personality, it's possible that he didn't even figure out what was going on. When it comes to stories outside of Marvel, Deadpool wants to be called the second, no one dares to call it the first, in the comic book of "Deadpool Massacre Literary Masterpieces", this guy has traveled to countless literary works in ancient and modern China and foreign countries to wantonly slaughter the characters in it, and there is no reason for him to do this kind of thing.

Therefore, Chen Lu also gave up on how Deadpool followed, anyway, even the brightest minds in the world could not predict Deadpool's actions, and at most they could only guess his purpose, although Tony had already told him at the beginning.

"And what are you looking for me for?"

"Of course, I'm asking you for money, Mr. Protagonist. The last time you gave me a check, you ruined all the banks for the whole week, and I haven't had time to withdraw all my money! As a mercenary, I need to know which employer can afford the most money, and it seems to be you at the moment. ”

Deadpool has the advantage that whoever gives more money will do things for whomever he wants, without having to think about any loyalty or moral issues. And Chen Lu, who has the wealth of an entire planet, naturally won't be short of money, and of course he won't mind letting Deadpool work for him.

So Chen Lu threw the tracker that tracked the clown to Deadpool, and said to him, "Okay, bring back the person who installed this tracker for me, whether it is dead or alive, but keep the whole body for me." If you can do it, the check is yours. ”

Chen Lu raised the check in his hand for hundreds of millions of dollars, which was exactly what Deadpool needed. So he glanced at the remote control in his hand, laughed and said: "I just like your directness, unlike those women who don't let them in for a long time, and a few arms and broken legs can be regarded as keeping a whole corpse, you know, if you don't cut something off when you kill someone, it feels like going to bed and not ejaculating・・・・・・"

"Stop talking nonsense and act quickly!" Even Chen Lu couldn't stand Deadpool's never-ending nagging, so he couldn't help but interrupt him and kick him out.

Seeing Deadpool, who was flying farther and farther in the air, finally disappear completely, Chen Lu breathed a sigh of relief. For this guy who is immortal, he really doesn't have a good way, and it is impossible for a place to trap this guy who can break the fourth wall, and he can only let him do as he pleases.

Tony was also uneasy about the uncertainty of Deadpool, and he asked Chen, "Is that okay?" I thought you'd send him back to his own world. ”

"If all he wants is money and women, I don't really care, although the combat power is not strong, but it is better to use it as cannon fodder, and that guy can't die anyway. Anyway, let him help deal with the Joker first, it would be great if Deadpool could just annoy the Joker to death. ”

In a sense, this is a kind of fighting poison with poison, the Joker is a complete madman, so let Deadpool, who is even more terrifying, deal with him, even if Deadpool can't catch the Joker in the end, at least he can open the way for himself and step on a lot of traps.

In short, it is a no-loss deal.

After getting rid of the unexpected trouble of Deadpool, Chen Lu continued to search for traces of Batman, this superhero known as DC's first hanging king still has a lot to dig into himself, and he has to force Batman into a deeper desperate situation in order to carry out the plan to split the Justice League.

And the night of Gotham has quietly arrived.

In the bat cave, Bruce Wayne, who has shed his batsuit and is being treated in bed, is suffering from the death of a large number of cells in his left hand at the cost of using a cryo bomb to stop the bleeding, and it is unknown whether he will be able to recover normally. The abdomen was pierced by a kryptonite war spear, and the large wound at the mouth of the bowl was still gushing blood, and even broken internal organs were flowing out along with the blood.

Alfred watched in distress as his master was tormented by his injuries, and his old butler could not do much to help him except for some emergency treatment. Sweaty blood stained the sheets, and it was only for a moment that Alfred would realize so deeply that Bruce Wayne was not some superhuman, but a trained human.

Bruce sweated profusely as he tended to his wound and asked, "Alfred, how is the investigation going?" ”

"Huh?"

Alfred didn't expect that Batman was still thinking about the situation in Gotham City at this time, after all, in his opinion, Bruce was now unable to protect himself, and how could he have time to defend Gotham.