I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

Skull Island Handsome Guy:? .

332 Witness the Miracle

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: It’s already morning, time flies.

Book artist: Sister Xiaonan, do you mean you didn’t sleep last night?

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Well, I've been tossing and turning with my dear until now. Ah, my bones are about to fall apart.

Skirt-lifting maniac:?

Hatchet Girl:? ? ? .

Curly-haired boy: Tsk, has it finally come to this?

Fairy Chi Lian: You should be moderate. Master An is still young and shouldn't overwork himself.

Lazy Kitty: Opening Critical Hit! Just opened the group chat interface and saw this exciting news? We've been busy all night, you two are really awesome, right?

The villains in Soul Society: There are not two of them, I was there last night too.

Lazy Kitten: Shocked!

Book Artist: Yes, it’s terrible!

Skirt-lifting maniac: Is An Ran-san okay now? An Ran-san, please say something!

This is an actor:? It starts again?

Hatchet Girl: It’s okay, I can still send messages, so it shouldn’t be a big problem.

Fairy Chi Lian: Do you want me to make some jade bee syrup for you? I heard that this kind of jade bee syrup has a very good nourishing effect on men.

This is an actor: Thank you, but it's not necessary. From last night until now, I've only been formulating Soul Society's reform policies and haven't done anything else. Please don't make any unwarranted assumptions.

Skirt Uplifter: Ugh, is that so? I thought...

Book artist: Did Leizi feel relieved and think she still had a chance?

Skirt-lifting maniac: What, what do you mean there’s still a chance?! Ali-chan is talking so strangely, I don’t understand at all!

Book artist: Haha, just assume you don’t understand.

Lazy Kitten: Hey sisters, what are you guys talking about? Can you tell me? I want to know.

Fairy Chi Lian: The opportunity is the opportunity to take the lead, Master An’s lead.

Lazy Kitten: Okay, I get it. It turns out An Ran still has the first place. That's a bit unexpected.

Hatchet Girl: Mainly because An Ran-san thinks he's still young and needs to wait until he's older. Otherwise, he'd probably have done that long ago. But then again, why does Miss Luoluo call An Ran-san brother? He's supposed to be younger than you, right?

Lazy Kitten: Seriously? I'm only a few months old!

Skirt-lifting maniac: But your soul is twenty-seven, right? An Ransang was only twenty-five before she traveled through time?

Lazy Kitty: No, no! Ruiko-chan, your explanation is completely wrong. How can you apply your past life to your present life? That would be a paradox. The past life is the past life, and this life is this life! I've decided to abandon the past and start anew.

Book artist: You have a pretty good attitude. Then we will teach you Luo Luo from now on?

Hatchet Girl: Do you think Meow-chan is better?

Lazy Kitten: It's all right, it's all right! It's just a name, it doesn't matter.

Curly: Okay, lazy cat.

Lazy Kitten: Shut up, you're the lazy cat! Your whole family is lazy cats!

Curly-haired guy: Oh, woman! Didn’t you just say that any name is fine, but Lazy Cat is not allowed?

Lazy Kitten: You're not calling me a name, you're insulting me! No, insulting the cat! I'm not lazy at all, I'm incredibly hardworking! To quickly acquire the strength to protect myself, don't you see how hard I work on my group chat? Where can you find a cat as hardworking as me?

Shark-faced guy: It’s really hard for you to join the group chat every day.

Skirt-lifting maniac: It’s really hard work, I’m even moved.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Meow Meow-chan is very energetic now, unlike when she first joined the group. She calls everyone "big brother" and speaks cautiously.

Lazy Kitten: Well, because I was a newbie back then. When you're new here, you have to be a little restrained. Otherwise, if a handsome guy scorns you, where can you go to seek justice?

The illustrator of the book: Phew, handsome brother is okay.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Aren’t you afraid of being spitted on by the handsome guy now?

Lazy Kitten: Now? Now I have realized the reality. Apart from Brother An Ran, there are no other handsome guys in this group.

Wig:?

Skull Island handsome guy:?

Curly-haired guy: Damn, are you blind, you lazy cat? Gin-san, I'm such a handsome man, can't you see? What do you mean there are no handsome brothers?

Lazy Kitten: You're quite handsome in the original anime, but after getting to know you, I realized you're just a greasy old fellow. In terms of handsomeness, you're still behind Mr. Lati and Mr. Kisame!

Curly-haired boy: ??? Damn!

Illustrator: Hahahaha! Gin isn't as good as Anran-san, and he's even worse than Lati and Kisame!

Skirt-lifting maniac: It can be said to be very real.

Curly-haired boy: What the hell is this? It's such a slander! Gin-san, how could I be inferior to a mere King Kong?

Foul-mouthed Man: Hey, I think I heard someone talking about handsome guys? This is my special show. After all, handsome guys like me are rare!

Lazy Kitten: You... are about the same level as Yin, you two are on par with each other.

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Shit, that damn curly-haired dog can actually be compared with me?

Curly-haired guy: Bullshit! I'm actually on par with some old guy who had a failed plastic surgery? Are you really blind?

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Fuck, who the hell are you calling Old Glass?

Curly-haired boy: Deadpool, you bastard, how dare you say I’m a curly-haired dog?

Upskirt Maniac: It's started, it's started! Selling popcorn in the front row!

Book Artist: Come on, there's no point in arguing like this! Start fighting!

Lin Fengjiao: As expected, today is another peaceful day.

Sitting in a chair, watching the chat messages in the group flash by, Lin Jiu silently picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. His expression was neither sad nor happy, and his eyes were very calm.

This is an actor: It feels like you have become disillusioned with the world.

Lin Fengjiao: Yes. Just like the group leader said, habit becomes nature. The more times you see it, the more you become numb to it.

The villain of Soul Society: I will go to the Seireitei later to implement the rectification plan. When will you go live, Deadpool?

Foul-mouthed Leather Man: Oh, damn! I was so caught up in this poodle, I almost forgot what I was supposed to be doing! Today is the day I'm going to become famous, have you all washed your eyes? Ah hoo! The time to witness a miracle has begun!

333 Deadpool's Rollover

Washington, America.

"Yes, that's right. Next, we will be more proactive in protecting our investors. Whether they are in the Far East, North Africa, or Antarctica, the great United States will be their strong backing!"

In front of the Presidential Palace, a high-spirited John Xun was giving an impassioned speech surrounded by a crowd of reporters. The sunlight shone on his cheeks, and his eyes held an inexplicable passion.

As the 24th President of the United States, he considered himself qualified because the upper class had a high opinion of him and his approval rating in surveys was soaring.

If this trend continues, his re-election is almost certain. How can he not be excited and passionate about such a bright prospect?

At this moment, a very discordant voice suddenly rang out from outside the fence not far away. "Shit, you damn executioner!"

Everyone, including John Xun, was stunned and turned their eyes to the source of the sound.

What appeared before their eyes was a white-haired old man in military uniform, his face full of vicissitudes. He fixed his gaze on John Xun and spoke harshly, "You wantonly launched foreign wars, slaughtering civilians and your own soldiers for your own glory! You are a complete monster!"

Click click click.

Upon hearing this, the reporters quickly turned off their recording and video equipment. These media professionals were knowledgeable and knew very well that such images and sounds should never be used in formal settings.

John Xun still maintained a superficial smile and whispered to the assistant beside him, "Take him away for me, and be careful."

"I understand, sir." The assistant nodded and made some strange gestures to the right.

moment.

The two agents, disguised as ordinary people and lying in ambush nearby, quickly stepped forward, tied the American veteran's hands behind his back, and dragged him to a small alley not far away.

"God will punish you!" The old soldier continued to struggle, screaming sharply. "You devil, one day you will go to hell!"

"Shut up!" Hearing that the subdued old man dared to speak up, the agents were immediately furious. They raised their fists to teach him a lesson he would never forget.

Bang.

There was a muffled sound.

The veteran was not hurt, but the two agents were bleeding from their noses and flew backwards.

"Hey, guys!" A strange man wearing a black and red tights and two Japanese swords stuck in his back appeared in front of the veteran. "Your nose is really hard!"

The old soldier was stunned, his face blank.

"Hey, man! Are you attracted by my handsome and imposing appearance?" Deadpool waved at the old soldier and said, "Of course, if that's the case, it's normal. After all, there's no other handsome guy like me in the whole of America!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Protect the president, take him down!"

Before he finished speaking, the other agents saw their companions being attacked and rushed to support them from all directions.

"Oh, so many sweethearts!" Deadpool made a scissors hand gesture to the agents rushing over and said arrogantly, "Did you see? These sweethearts are all my fans!"

Damn, idiot!

The old soldier cursed him in his heart and turned to run away without hesitation.

Although it was true that he hated John Xun, he had no intention of confronting these well-equipped agents head-on. What the hell was the difference between that and seeking death?

"Hey, wait a minute." However, Deadpool stopped him at this moment, posing in what he thought was a very cool pose. "I want to correct what you just said."

"Damn it, what on earth do you want to say?" The old soldier was anxious and his face flushed.

"God will not punish anyone, so the only one who can truly punish the evildoers is a handsome guy like me!" As he spoke, Deadpool took out an ancient sheepskin scroll from his leather belt.

Pulling out the scroll and placing it on the ground, Deadpool drew out his long knife and lightly slashed it across his palm.

puff.

Blood gushed out and the entire palm turned bright red in an instant.

The veterans beside him were completely stunned, not knowing what this madman was doing. They just watched as Deadpool pressed his bloody palm on the parchment.

"Well, my dear friends will soon show up."

Deadpool was very satisfied as he watched the bloody handprint being gradually absorbed by the parchment. He turned his head and glanced at the veteran standing there in shock. "You should go now. Remember to watch the news program on Fox TV tonight."

boom.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dense rain of bullets suddenly descended upon him. At this moment, a thick purple-red mist suddenly erupted from the ancient parchment scroll.

Ding ding ding.

The bullets hit the thick fog, just like hitting the steel plates of an armored vehicle, making a series of crisp sounds.

The agents were stunned, looking at the scene in disbelief.

Click, click.

The thick purple-red mist gradually spread, and a purple-red skeleton, devoid of any flesh and blood, holding a steel knife, broke through the mist and emerged. Soon after, a second and third skeleton followed.

Once these skeletons appeared in sight, they rushed towards the agents without hesitation. Bullets were clearly incapable of harming them, and their speed was far beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

They were only five or six meters apart, and they were there in an instant. He raised the steel knife and slashed at the agent in front of him.

puff.

Blood splattered, staining the streets red.

"Ah! Damn it!"

"Monsters, these are unkillable monsters!"

"We need support, we need support!"