the end of the heavens

""

The topic was too heavy, the middle-aged Parker and Gwen lowered their heads and pretended not to hear.

On the side, Duan Xinlan looked at the gate of hell in astonishment, and felt that this world was very strange.

What a big map, even heaven and hell exist, why haven't I encountered it before?

Is it the wrong way to open it?

Ten minutes later, a group of people on the rooftop communicated in low voices.

Miles woke up from a coma and was bitten by radioactive spiders. He had a special connection with middle-aged Parker and Gwen, and soon became his own.

Deadpool also wants to get in and become one of his own. The middle-aged Parker knows his horror and refuses his request to join the chat group.

Duan Xinlan frowned at the side and thought hard, looking like a flower in the mirror, she always felt that she was only one step away from the truth, but she couldn't grasp the key point.

At this moment, the gate of hell opened, and a strong smell of blood wafted out, instantly filling the entire balcony.

Boom! !

In the sky, a thunderbolt flashed across the sky, and the strong light was rendered by the bloody smell, with a hint of red glow faintly.

Russell stepped out of the gates of hell, with bright red footprints every step of the way. There was no change on his body, but both arms, from the elbow down, were all soaked in blood and stained red.

"It's okay, everyone is very face-saving and easy to talk to. I asked for help to find Parker's soul, and many devils enthusiastically came up to help. I said there is no rush, you can take your time, and they are not happy."

Russell looked down at his hands, the black flames burned away the blood: "Don't be afraid, it's hell's drink, a local specialty, and red is more suitable for the occasion."

""

Whatever you say is what it is!

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

Deadpool didn't speak, and squatted on the ground covering his face and crying bitterly, Russell beeped, he couldn't climb higher, and his youth was gone.

Bang!

With a gunshot, the yin and yang aura dissipated, and the atmosphere on the balcony instantly eased, and everyone became chatting and laughing.

No wonder!

The moment Russell appeared, Miles rolled his eyes straight from the strong bloody smell. The young man couldn't stand the force and fell into a coma.

"Is this guy in charge of being funny?"

Russell complained, looking at the trembling middle-aged Parker and Gwen, showing a kind smile: "Relax, I'm not a devil, I'm really an undercover agent from heaven."

The small white wings spread out, expressing their position concisely.

Russell threw the ball of light in his hand: "Guess what, there is a devil who is very interested in Parker's soul. When he died, he personally took his soul to hell."

"When I asked him to discuss it, this guy refused, so I got mad on the spot and coughed, and I talked to him nicely. The result was very satisfactory. Everyone was a reasonable person, and he took the initiative to give up his soul to me. "

The first thousand and 270 chapters dance with the wind when there is no wind

Dizzy, body heavy as iron...

Peter Parker slowly opened his eyes, and the memories in his mind were chaotic, like a marquee before he died, and frames flashed quickly.

For example, a USB flash drive is inserted into the host, and data is being transferred rapidly, but the strange thing is that Parker feels that he is both the USB flash drive and the host.

At the end of the memory, he destroyed the super collider, his seriously injured body was stuck in the ruins, and he was hammered to death by Jin Bing's fist as big as a casserole...

Then, he seemed to have arrived at a place called hell, and he couldn't remember clearly.

Two figures in front of them were arguing, one was surrounded by black mist, and the other was blazing with flames. The two sides fought for a long time.

The guy covered in flames was pressed and rubbed on the ground on the spot, and he screamed out of embarrassment. Thousands of younger brothers showed up and besieged the guy surrounded by black mist.

Lightning flashed, and the carnage began.

Corpses littered the field, blood flowed into rivers, and screams of mourning spread everywhere.

I don't know how long it took, only the guy surrounded by black mist was left standing, the others were all dead, and the whole head of the flaming guy was forcefully pulled off.

A big hand grabs it, and then...

He just woke up.

The blunt eyelids slowly opened, and Parker felt as if his body was not his own.

In sight, a face almost the same as his appeared, with dyed hair and a little old.

Well, a little decadent and fat.

"Damn it, is it a dream again?"

Parker murmured, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

A group of people looked at each other, the middle-aged Parker shook his shoulders, but the latter refused to wake up.

"He seemed to think he was still dreaming..."

The middle-aged Parker clenched his fist and coughed lightly, "It's understandable. After all, I'm still young, and I can't accept life and death for a while. If it were me, I would definitely not be like this."

"Let me do it, I know how to wake him up"

As Deadpool stepped forward, he unbuttoned his belt.

He could see clearly that Parker seemed to think he was dreaming, and this kind of good opportunity must never be missed.

As for Parker waking up halfway and realizing that he wasn't dreaming...

Isn't that more exciting?

嘭

Russell blew on the muzzle of the gun, and handsomely inserted it back behind him, with Miles poking his head next to him.

The young man was full of question marks, where did such a large pair of Sand Eagles hide?

"Hmph, I have a way to make him realize the reality."

Gwen, who had been silent all this time, squatted down, took out a pair of small scissors from nowhere, and clicked on Parker's handsome blond hair.

The leaves were fallen by the autumn wind, but in a short while, Parker's blond hair was missing a piece, which was too horrible to look at.