"Boom--!"

In the sky, a row of seven black fighters in flying wings whizzed past Washington.

Hearing the familiar roar from the air, the residents hiding in their homes or in the basement were excited. The army had come and they were saved!

However, this excitement did not last long. When the friction between the plane and the air gradually faded away, their joyful mood instantly fell to the bottom.

"Damn it! What are those stupid pigs doing? Are they here to patrol?" The four dirty men looked at the fighter jets whizzing past their heads. The originally excited emotions on their faces instantly turned red because of their departure. A young man with a hot temper instantly cursed.

"Okay, Robben, it's time for us to leave." The speaker was a middle-aged man in his early thirties and a thick beard on his chin. He was extremely burly and tall, at least two meters away. He was wearing a sweatshirt, and his exposed muscles were like rocks, giving people an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Seeing the young man cursing, although the middle-aged man was also angry in his heart why the army did not do anything, he had been in the society for many years and knew the priorities of the matter. Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the young man then calmed down and walked to the middle-aged man with a muttering voice, muttering and muttering: "Those damn bastards, they don't care about us taxpayers! They all bought everything they eat and wear for them!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, listen to Rong'en. We are not safe now, there are monsters everywhere." The young man who spoke calmly, holding a bat covered with black blood in his hand, with a pungent stench on it. Although he was talking at this moment, his eyes were observing everywhere. He was extremely careful and alert.

The cautious attitude of this young man made Rongen admire him. If the world has truly exploded with an irreversible crisis in the apocalypse. This cautious young man is definitely the longest and longest among the three of them.

As for himself, Rong En smiled confidently, turned his wrists, and a shiny Nepalese saber that was rubbed nimblely turned around in his hand, and the snow-white blade emitted a dazzling light in the sun. Just as the four of them were about to leave here, a burst of rapid footsteps accompanied by a low roar like a beast suddenly came from behind them.

The footsteps were very mixed and chaotic, and the sounds were high and low. When the sounds were heard, the faces of the four people changed at the same time!

Of course, they are not fools who can survive until now. When they hear such footsteps, they can tell with their toes. They have encountered the large army of those monsters.

Thinking of this, the four of them didn't even dare to turn their heads back, and ran forward with their feet open.

"Quick! Quick! Quick!"

With three words "fast" on his face, he spurted out from Rongen's throat, and his tone was rapid. Rongen urged the three young men to run quickly, while looking back quietly.

When he saw this, he was so scared that his soul was rising, and he wished he could grow a pair of wings on his body to let him fly away.

But I can only think about it. At this moment, he could only run forward desperately.

At this time, a terrifying scene appeared on the main road in Washington.

On the street about sixteen meters wide, there were crowds of underground monsters with mixed colors swarming like locusts. Looking from the front, it was dark and numb.

At a distance of five hundred meters ahead of them, four men were running forward desperately, trying to get rid of these gathered monsters. However, the speed difference between the two sides was very large. Every second, the distance between the two sides would be shortened by more than ten meters.

"Damn! Who can tell me what's going on?" The young man with a hot temper ran forward desperately while cursing loudly.

But this is not a TV series, but a reality. He does not have the protagonist's halo and can easily chat with his companions while running away. So his speed suddenly decreased by a fraction, and the group of monsters was shortened by dozens of meters.

Looking at the group of monsters rushing towards him with a ferocious face, the young man could imagine that if he was caught by them, he would definitely not be able to find even a piece of minced meat.

Thinking of this, the young man's legs trembled and his speed dropped by a certain level again. Not everyone will burst out with infinite potential in danger, and more people will lose their lives because of this.

But he was very lucky because he had superheroes in this world, so when the youth's speed dropped again, he was about to be caught by the monster rushing in the front, a golden flame fell from the sky...

"boom!"

Just like the fire of stars, when the flames hit the first monster, it was like encountering a ground full of gasoline, which instantly ignited a piece of it!

"Boy, can you still stand up?"

Due to the blockage of the flames, the monsters instantly stopped their bodies. Although the large troops behind did not know the situation ahead, the monsters had high defense and did not cause much damage.

Looking at the burning flames in front of him, the young man came to his senses and took a few steps back with lingering fear. The feeling of escaping from death made his face pale.

"What's wrong, don't be afraid, boy, I'm a good person!" He kindly saved his life, but he didn't even miss himself. Deadpool stood in front of the young man and frowned, although the other party couldn't see it.

"Oh! Oh! Thank you, you are such a good person." After being reminded by Deadpool once, the young man woke up from his trance and looked at his savior.

He was wearing a black tights, his bulging muscles were like a bodybuilder, and he was wearing a black mask. He was carrying a long knife that was somewhat incompatible with his body shape. He was staring at an explosive wave curl on his head.

Although this dress is extremely weird, it is his life-saving benefactor after all, and the young man still thanks him very gratefully.

"Of course, I'm a good person!" Hearing the young man's words of gratitude, Deadpool nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the three people who were walking over carefully not far away, shrugged, and said, "Okay, leave here with your friends, I'm going to continue to clear the scene." Deadpool pointed to the three people behind the young man, and then suddenly shaked and disappeared directly from the spot.

...

"Western side, where are you? Parker?"

Deadpool stood on the roof, staring at the burning fire below, took out the walkie-talkie and said proudly to it.

"The south is done, too." Parker's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"It's okay to go east. Wilson, you're the fastest, go north and block them, and then we can wipe them out all in one fell swoop."

Parker's voice just came out, and Tony's voice appeared immediately, and he ordered Deadpool.

"Don't worry, I'm a good person!" Deadpool nodded, hung up the intercom, and teleported it away from the original place.

"Uh, does this have anything to do with him being a good person?" Tony was a little confused when he heard Deadpool's words.
Chapter completed!